PART – 14
It’s was 12 when she took her bath. Geet just wore her bath robe and come out.
It’s late night and all servants left to their quarters. Geet heard some sound and went out to check it. She walked into the direction of source. Maan was doing tai chai in mansion’s gym area. Geet tried to hide her presence so she hides behind the pillar and saw him from distance.
He stopped and threw water on his face and hairs. Her heart thumped at the sight of his wet body. Her eyes travelled from his torso to his perfect m shaped lips. She found herself spellbound. Even after trying of running from there she froze.
His chest was dripping with water beads along with sweat. Her mouth dried and he seems to be diet can to her. Perfectly hard, having water droplets travelling over his toned muscles. Her body shaking with need. She was throbbing between her legs. Her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her core flooded with liquid heat, and she wants to rubbed her body against him in frustrated passion. She needed to feel his heated skin against hers.
Geet tried to look anywhere but him. The attraction between them was now getting out of control for her. Her hands fists the soft fabric of her bathrobe and she trying harder to remind herself who was he. “Stop gazing him like hungry wolf Geet. He is also like others. Mean and jerk. Stop looking at him.” She constantly repeating in her mind when a strong hand pulled her away.
He backed her up against the wall. “You think you’re so smart?” Geet’s heart was slamming into her chest. Speechless, she shook her head.
His dark eyes staring into her deep oceans eyes. Is she an easy prey. Never but what had changed now. Her lashes lowered automatically.
She tried to struggle. “Leave me.” She tried but not so easy. She glanced back up into his eyes still gazing her.
She breath moving in and out of her lungs as though she’d just finished a long, hard run.
Maan moved forward and braced one hand against the wall beside her head, the index finger of his other hand moving in a pattern from her ear to her cheek.
Geet wanted to break an eye contact, wanted to run as fast and far away from Maan as she could possibly get. The grim expression on his face was at odds with the torridity of his dark, liquid eyes: a look that both frightened and enthralled her. The urge of touching him was making her insane now.
This proximity was too dangerous for both as the hunger in his eyes were the same of hers. They need to apart and right now.
Her fists firmed and sharp nails torn her delicate flesh of palms. She shot him glare and ran away, leaving him all baffled. What just had happened was beyond his imagination. He never loose control so easily but when she was around his rules start changing.
Maan moved towards his room and took a shower before he goes to sleep. Otherside Geet was restless in his room. This struggles between her thoughts and new developed emotions making her senses blocked. She couldn’t found herself in right state of mind. Why this attraction?
She felt sick over her thoughts and now surely needs a drink to get herself far away from his thoughts. This was insane. “Calm down Geet. Take a long breath.” She tried. Tried harder to control but her body and nervousness needed to be clamed and for that she needs few drinks, again.
“But from where?” She knew guards outside wouldn’t allowed her to go outside of the mansion and inside there is no drink. Her condition again going worst like before. He is too dangerous for her but now she left with no option. She had to tell him her demand, but this thought doesn’t seems good to her. She wants to go far away from him but her needs either this way or that, took her to him. This was all so frustrating and not easy to handle.
Geet was hesitant and thought to knock on his door or not. She tried but no reply from him so she tried to open it. Luckily it wasn’t locked and she got a chance to get in.
Maan was sleeping. She carefully stepped towards him. She ran her hand once through his silky black hair, relishing the ability to touch him freely without his knowing it. Her thumb brushed lightly over his stubbled cheek.
He looked so innocent in his sleep. Without the smirking or the glare of his eyes, it was easier to see past his harsh exterior in order to catch a glimpse of the boy hiding beneath.
She wants to step back but now it’s too late. She leaned over him, fighting with the urge of kissing him and she did. Her desire won.
His lips felt so warm against hers. Her whole body was on fire. Her core was wet with just a touch. She stepped back fearing about the consequences. Her mind could only thinking how those perfect lips felt against her wet core. But it would never going to be happen as he hate her like all others do. He was no different.
Geet tried to move away, least she knew the road she step in have no U turn. His firm grip felt on her wrist and he pulled her back on him and she was laying on him.
Maan encircled her warm body against him. Both glanced into each other’s eyes. The hunger was mutual. Both have pained expression as both were struggling with their wild desires to fuck each other. It was pure raw lust.
“Let me go?” She mumbled.
“Why? Just because I awake?” He rolled her beneath him. Stare her face and eyes. Searching for just one hint. “You think I don’t understand the way you gaping at me?” He pushed her to the edge. His expression was stoic, but his eyes were heated with a mesmerizing stare.
“So you are. You aren’t some saint.” She snapped to hide her attraction which was so obvious to him.
“Yes I am. I never felt any desire for any one before you. Yes I don’t like you but my body wants you. I don’t know why and same with you.” He was blunt and straight. He entwined their hands and kissed on her fingers. Just she underneath him and he is getting out of his control. She was so warm to deny.
Geet glanced into her dark eyes. The pain of hiding his desires and control then day night. He’d been in trouble since the day she’d walked into his office for a meeting. Sweet and nervous. Then she faints in his arms. how could he forgot. His dick had twitched in his tracks immediately, wants her to him, and make her even more breathless until they were both completely sated.
Then her rude behavior. Her attitude of giving him back every time. Which no one couraged before. There was nothing more that he wanted than to tame the little tigress.
“Then what are you waiting for? We are married and we have right on each other for next 6 months.” Her core flooded with liquid heat, and she rubbed her body against him in frustrated passion, irritated because she needed to feel his heated skin against hers. She wanted everything gone between them.
He leaned more on her as though savoring every exposed surface of her body. “If you don’t stop rubbing that luscious body against me, I’ll have you naked and within seconds,” he warned her ominously, his low voice muffled against her temple.
“Show me how you gonna do this?” She challenged and he took her lips. Her eyes slid closed, her senses immediately intoxicated by the feel of his hot, demanding mouth covering hers. She opened to him, and he plundered, taking what he wanted, and at the same time giving her exactly what she needed.
She moaned into his mouth. Responded, giving back exactly what he gave to her, lust crashing over her body like a tidal wave. Maan opened the single knot of her bathrobe without breaking their kiss and made her exposed to him as she wore nothing beneath it. She raised and allowed him to remove it fully.
Reluctantly he parted from her just to get full view of her gorgeous form. “You are beautiful.” He said honestly as his eyes were lingered on her.
Geet moved her hands over his arms and reached to his back. She want him close. He held her from neck and kissed again softly.
“See I don’t know what you are expecting from me as you are my first.” He mummers and left her in shock.
Her eyes widened with this truth. “How could he never fuck any girl after holding a charming features. Any one could ready to fall in his arms then how?” Her mind wasn’t ready to believe on this piece of information but she didn’t drag it. This wasn’t a moment to get into any kind of argument. It was their moment to explore each other.
The fucking desires of them made them crazy and when they got it out of their system their life become normal again so just don’t spoil the mood.
“Nothing particular.” She just replied and kissed him back.
Maan leave a trail of feather kisses and reached down her neck. Softly bite and elect a moan from her mouth. She kissed on his head. He palmed her bosoms and massaged gently before taking each one into his warm mouth one after another. His warm tongue making a small circles around her pebble peaks. He again raised to glance at her face.
Her bare chest was plastered against his heart that was beating uncontrollably fast. “Your heart beating so fast why?”
He didn’t replied and kissed on her forehead. She realized he was not just fucking her but making love to her.
Then, he reached down and spread her legs open wide. “Beautiful,” he whispered as he slipped his finger inside of her. He moved it out of her and replaced it with two fingers the next time, pushing them into her slowly as deep as they’d go. She gasped. He started to move his fingers in and out of her harder and faster.
“You seems ready? Are you?” He asked and she nodded.
Positioning her under him, he kissed her deeply while his cock rubbed against her core. She couldn’t take any more and wrapped her hand around it, leading him into her entrance.
Maan was nervous more than her. He stretched her as much she could. He placed himself and tried to penetrate but she was so tight. He couldn’t just get why it took so much effort as she was casually doing it as per his thoughts. Maan glanced at her. Even after getting wet as she was, it took so much time. With a jerk he entered. It burned like hell when he first tried to enter her. She dug her nails into his back to curb the discomfort. She breathed through it as he stretched her. Eventually, the pain became tolerable. he was fully inside of her now. With each subsequent movement, the penetration went from painfully uncomfortable to painfully incredible. He still taking it slowly but doesn’t understand why she was so tight. But the moment she saw her blood on his cock, he left her instantly.
“You are virgin? But how…” It was a shock more than a question.
Geet nodded and could understand why he act like this as he too think her a whore like other. “I hope now your ego felt satisfied as I am not a used meal. Leftover of don’t know how many.” Her words seems like a taunt but hiding a deep pain inside.
Maan was baffled. He couldn’t able to handle this truth and failure of himself judging her. He quickly rolled out of his bed. Slipped into his track and walked out of the room.
“Maan you can’t leave me like this.” She throwing things in frustration.
Coitus interruptus is terribly uncomfortable and Geet facing both. Interruption and humiliations of rejection as he left her in mid….