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Part 215
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It won't be wrong to say she looked the most gorgeous bride ever. & he truly felt proud walking in that equally matching elegance & charisma.
Then began the journey of their beautiful 7 promises. It was like gods them selves were blessing them from haven. The elders showered their love & blessings, while close frds filled their hearts with warmth of being cared for. It was beautiful.
Prachi couldn't make it from US. Armaan was in his house, not able to get himself to attend the wedding. He knew it was impt for her. But he couldn't just couldn't.
They had the beautiful, playful & teasing grah pravesh. Maan was asked to carry Geet in. No one knew how willingly he did, but off course he had to put up his price & act against.
All the while his heart was cherishing holding her in his arms as his, he had it all & now to hold her as his wife infront of the whole family was a pride of his own. These small-small ceremonies & the happiness they brought in was unbelievable. He could feel himself drowning in love with her all over again.
Daadi & NT took geet to do the pooja ceremony while Dev teased Maan all the way to their room.
It was latter in the evening Maan was all set for the night. His heart was jumping in joy. OMG.. his room.. he chuckled their room. It brought back the nights he had spend with her during college days. His mistimia... the bond they shared. It all felt like a dream. He was such a jerk to have not even once seen her face. Uff sachi.. he cursed himself. He went & changed his shervani & dearly looked at each souvenir he had unknowingly got from her & knowingly preserved them. He wanted to show her all today. He wanted to tell her all about how he was hers even before he knew who she was. Oh my.. he wanted to tell her .. then chuckled.. will he be able to hold himself back seeing her so beautifully dressed as his. His heart swelled with just the thought. Not that he was a big fan of traditional stuffs. But the black beads around her neck, the red sindoor that adored her forehead. He loved it all.
He went into the shower & changed into white kurta pyjama. He could hear the ladies giggle & the chit chat outside. He smiled.. as he sunk in the sofa. He looked at the clock it was 11pm. He tried to be patient. He went into the study & paced restlessly. He looked at the clock couple of times.
Ok... 12pm..
ladies chit chatting had all calmed down by now. He consoled himself. Finally.. maybe couple of mins more.
It was 1am he lost all his cool by now. He irritatedly walked out, only to see the whole Mansion quite. He didn't know whom to ask & what was he supposed to ask.. where is his wife on their SR. Dammit this Geet bhi na.
He resorted to check with Dev. He tried to seem as casual as possible. His steps froze at door of Dev & Nts. He could hear their romantic talks & mingling moans.
Maan sighed in frustration. Dammit it is supposed to be his SR not theirs. He had his signature puchki grumpy face. Thats how daadi saw him wondering around the mansion.
Daadi looked at her grandson in concern knowing exactly what is bothering him.
she shook her head - Yash bhi na
bus budha hogaya hain.. akal nahi aayen abhi taak
Maan made all kind of faces. Daadi patted his back lovingly. Aacha tum room main javo. I will send her. He looked at the watch it was pass 1:30am.. whats the point daadi
I am sleepy now. He cribbed
daadi hurried her steps to Yash's room.
Yash looked so happy & excited. He took out Maan's moms jewelery & pics. He had them all spread on the bed. He was busy telling Geet all about her. He wanted Geet to wear them all. He even insisted on her wearing them every day.
Daadi rolled her eyes murmuring aisen tho hogaya bachon ka SR
she looked at Geet who was sincerely listening to Yash.. yeh ladki bhi na.. uff!! atleast she should be think of her SR.. nahi..!!
daadi cleared her throat as she walked in
Yash smiled warmly - ma deko
yeh saren jewelry Geet pe kitne pyaren lag rahen hain
even daadi couldn't take her eyes off her.
It reminded her of the days when Maan's mom wore them.
It was 2am.. Pucki was fuming. Daadi was supposed to get Geet not join their board meeting. He got furious & smashed the door shut. He took the pillow over his head & hit the mattress in frustration.
daadi jumped with the thud & looked at Geet who suddenly seemed restless. The only person who was oblivious to all this was Yash. He didn't even seem to realize it was his Son who was getting desperate to be with his newly wed wife, common after all it was their SR.
Really!!! daadi wondered.
daadi looked at him wondering how to knock some sense into her son. Finally she tried to say
beta its getting late, 2 baj gaya hain
yash nodded his head looking at the wall clock & then his talks continued for another 30 mins more.
By then geet began to look really tired with all heavy jewelry & day long ceremonies. More of the fear of facing her jwalamuki pucki right now was also eating her. Also there was butterflies in her stomach to be in the same room now as his wife. She was anxious little scared what not.
It was 2.45am finally when daadi managed to walk Geet to their room. Daadi was equally scared of Maans reaction right now.
Geet was all blushing as they reached the door only to turn into a big O after seeing the door locked from inside. Daadi shook her head. Geet pouted cutely looking at daadi.
Daadi - Maan muh dikayi dulhan ki hoti hain dulhe ki nahi
open the door now
Maan - I am sleeping he cribbed in irritated voice
Geet innocently wondered really!! it was louder than self talk. Daadi giggled & Maan immediately opened the door & slammed himself back on the bed.
Daadi kissed geets forehead & went to her room. Geet locked the door & nervously looked at her pucki. Who was in no mood to have that lovely dovey SR.
she cutely said - puchki
his heart missed a thousand beat but still pretended to be annoyed.
Geet - puchki aaj wo
she knotted her pallu - aaj tho naraz mat ho na
he turned his face - kyun aaj kya hain?
she blushed furiously - wo humarin SR hain na
Maan - tho javoo manvo SR daadi aur dad ke saat
she looked at with a big O
he was already all melted with her blushy & mushy looks, talks.. before he could play her more she was all annoyed. He tried to shove his head deep in the pillow when he heard her bangles tangling & then falling with a thud on the dresser.
He twisted his lips & wondered wat happened to her. By the sound of it he could make out she was removing them.. lekin wait he wanted to do all that. Dammit. He was supposed to be angry not her. Aab mujhe issen mana padega
he reached her in quick odd steps - yeh kya kar rahi ho?
She turned away & continued to remove the remaining bangles
Maan restlessly looked at the last left bangle - wait
he made he wear the bangles yeh mujhe karna tha
she couldn't help blush & right now she was angry with him
aap ne bhi tho shervani change ki
Maan - so wat do u expect? keep waiting for u in that heavy shervani
she glared at him even more angered - mat karo
she turned trying to remove the bangles he made her wear protesting.
He picked up her struggling body & tossed her onto the bed. She landed with a thump & rolled over just as he came down on top of her. A prickle of awareness ran down her spine, but before she could react, two very strong arms glided to her hands from side & trapped her arms to her either sides. A shock baked up her body as his heat bled into her skin. He slammed both her arms high over her head & held them as he stared down at her.
Geet suno
she turned her head away
Geet suno tho..
his breath fanned her lips mistimia
she looked at his lips & then his eyes. Her eyes depicted anger, kind of mixed emotion she felt. Her undeniable vulnerability to his closeness & temper to his silly anger earlier.
His eyes kept her captive with so much love. There was only pure simple love. His longing took over ..
puchki she whispered before he captured those lips into his.
& she tried to be tempered controlling her self calling him Maan this time, that only made him rough in his action.
Geet - chodiyen mujhe she said grinding her teeth
He lowered his lips to her and took her. Hard.
She had seen his rough side but that was more of it was when he was sad not like this hard & over powered. This kind of gave her a different feel, arousing.
Their tongues tangled, wet, hot. His free hand yanked at her top. She pouted ever so cutely.. that is my wedding dress. He fumbled with all the pins & zips becoming impatient when he couldn't get it off with one hand.
He rolled over & shimmed out of his pyjamas. His kurti & vest just followed the pile. He didn't have the patient to deal with her wedding kurti.. he conveniently slide his long fingers to her slender leg upwards reaching her panties.
he scooted down her legs but kept her knees on either side pushing the skirt upward.
As his fingers undid the lacy material he leaned down & gently licked the lips. She sucked in her breath in anticipation.
He ducked out his head of the huge lehenga
For a moment he held her there, prolonging the sensation having her so close.
She had closed her eyes balled her fist on the sides of the pillow.
Then he lowered himself until she sheathed him completely.
She gulped hard.
He smirked entering her quicker than she imagined.
Maan - So where were we he teased
she pouted ever so cutely.
He kissed her lips lovingly... admired every inch of her drowned in her. He had not notice when she walked in that she was wearing his moms jewelry. Not the one she wore during the ceremony. A warm feel of owning filled his heart.
He undressed her slowly as their bottoms remained joined into a rhythm. His finger seemed more patient & skillful now. He dealt with every pin & jewelry with care. His lips followed his finger marking every inch of her as his.
His fingers played with her bangles all the time. His lips proficiently continued his torture on her nipples. Woozy heat bloomed in her abdomen, raced through her pelvis. Each time he withdrew & shot forward again, her body tensed a bit more. Pressure built & squeezed until she writhed helplessly beneath him.
Well this was just beginning of their wedding night she knew.
Precap
puchki not happy with this marriage
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Edited by muskanp - 9 years ago
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