“Space?” She almost spat the words. “By moving away from me? I tried to explain why I got scared. You never allowed me. I am married to you. I wanted your presence, the security ‘YOU’ provide me, not Sujal’s. He was trying to make sure I was fine because he knows something scared me that day. And even more because he was worried I might lapse back into severe depression.”
“Which day?” Of course. She meant the day she had hurt his feelings by pushing him away. Then he remembered how Sujal had come to tell him she was worried about something that happened in the parking lot, the same night she had pushed him. He had been too furious to hear anything.
She felt awkward about that day. She had cursed that day again and again for the past two months. She missed Piyush’s presence, his comfort, his warmth, his smile, his voice, his closeness. She just missed him terribly. He made her crazy by his absence. It was like she was in love with him.
She reached out and her hands caressed his cheek. He titled his head to let his stubble graze her soft skin. Her audible intake of breath made him want to let his lips take over, but he had to wait to clear the muddle that was his own making. But one thing was as clear as the daylight. He affected her just as she affected him. There was no one else. He was stupid to consider such a notion even for a moment.
“Which day are you talking about?”
She shook her head to clear her mind. She loved him. There was no doubt about it.
“The day I pushed you away.” she paused, but she had to tell him. “In the office parking lot, my father and his friends were waiting for me. He threatened me.
I was afraid to see them all there. I realised they…” she took a deep breath.
He shook her so that she was looking at him. “Listen! They violated you, that was not your mistake. They are sick. You don’t have to feel disgusted or bad about yourself. Do you really think that would make me feel disgusted? Damn it! Girl, look at me.” “I…” His voice broke, the realization that he loved her was a shock for him as much as it was going to be for her. “I love you.”
She looked at him and all her emotions were evident in her eyes. She tried to smile but a sob broke from her lips. Did he really say that…and mean it? Do I deserve this kind of happiness?
“It is me who doesn’t deserve to be with this strong, beautiful and loving woman.”
She had not realised that she had spoken her thought out aloud until he said that. She tried to control her tears but they had their own will tonight.
He looked at her face, tears flowing without a pause. One moment he was looking at her and the other his lips closed on hers, reverently. She let her lips feel the devotion of his lips and then she couldn’t let hers be a silent participant. She had her own tasting to do.
Sunaina tasted him and he let her. This was a new side of her that he was experiencing. She nibbled his lips and nipped them, mimicking what he had done the day they got married. With a content curve on his lips, he helped her deepen the kiss. Soon, they both were lost to the world, but finally they had to come up to take a breath.
“Stop, Sunaina! Or I will not be able to stop with just a kiss.”
“Who wants you to stop, damn it? It’s high time you stop teasing me and show me what is this hue and cry about making love.”
He chuckled hearing her scintillating words in a raspy voice. He was falling in love with her even more. Pulling her so that every inch of her body was plastered to his, he made her aware of every contour that existed. He watched her reaction and saw the colour rise on her cheeks when she realised his arousal.
“Don’t you think we have to get rid of the barriers between us?”
She looked at him with a little fear and a little anticipation. He smiled and leaned forward to nuzzle under her ear, and placed a kiss. He lifted her easily in his arms and carried her to the bed and placed her on it softly. Her breathing grew heavier and she clutched the pillow and the sheet. She anticipated his touch any moment but was confused when none came. She opened her eyes and blushed upon seeing him watch every contour of her body with rapt attention. Then his nimble fingers eased her of the barriers he had complained of earlier. Her green nightie out of the way, his eyes took in the beautiful creature on his bed. She tried to ball up with shame but he held her arms above her head and shook his head.
Sunaina tried to turn away to hide herself as she felt completely exposed, but his other hand held her thighs, stopping her from turning away. Her lips parted as her skin sang for more of his touch. Before she could comprehend, her hands eased from his hold above her head and pulled him to her as she buried her face into his chest. She realised that since she was so exposed, it was fair for her to demand the same and without a single word her fingers fumbled to pull his t-shirt out of the way. He helped in pulling it out of the way and he made it easier for her by easing off the pyjama he was wearing.
He paused to let her eyes have her fill. She felt a shiver run down her body. Sunaina wet her lips with a slight fear in her eyes. She looked up into his eyes, her eyes giving away her fear. Slowly bending to kiss her forehead he whispered, “Do you trust me?”
“With my life.” she answered.
With his fingers under her chin, he tilted her head and his lips brushed against her brows. She lifted her face for more contact and his lips were equally eager to do the honours.
Moving back a little, he let his eyes feast over her body. She had not bothered with her brassiere and he devoured her womanly curves, her flat stomach and her butter soft skin shining in the soft illumination of the room with his eyes. His hands cupped her squirming waist and becoming conscious of her naked form she tried to cover her chest.
“Shhh…No…Let me…”
She looked into his eyes which were now feasting over every inch of her body and she closed them.
“No!”, he said shaking his head with a soft smile on his lips, “look at me… See how my eyes want to devour you, how it wants to hold the very vision of you. See how drugged I am by your beauty.” His deep husky voice made her skin tingle with anticipation. It was as if his voice was making love to her.
“Piyush….” Her husky voice was driving him mad. He feared that just her voice was enough to finish him off even before it began. He couldn’t let that happen, could he? He chuckled at his feelings. With the limited experience he had, he knew that his partner’s satisfaction was equally important. He wanted to love Sunaina to the core; love her body, mind, and soul. His own satisfaction was no longer a priority.
Piyush let his weight press her against the mattress. She gasped at the feel of him against her skin. His weight on her made her stomach crumble with desire. Unsure, her hands slowly touched the side of his torso. Feeling the strong muscle tighten under her touch, knowing he was equally affected by her, made her even bolder.
“You work out.” It was more of a statement than a question. He knew she had never seen him working out. He did try to find some time to keep his body fit. It was easy for him to go from fit to fat so he maintained his working out hours.
She let her fingers explore the muscles at his back. He gave her some time to explore.
“My turn.” And quickly he let his fingers do the exploring too. She felt herself melt in his arms. She never realised her skin was so sensitive. Every new touch made her body jump, as one shock wave after the other was sent to her brain. Before she realised, he had found her sweetest spot of all. Without giving her a moment to grasp, he started pleasuring her.
Her brain was still revelling in these new sensations flowing through her body and suddenly she felt an intense sensation building up. She wanted to scream but not yet. Her clenched fist opened and hit the bed in unknown desperation and the other hand clutched his hair. He looked up to her upturned head without breaking the contact. Her body was arching, struggling to hold the sensation. And finally, with a hoarse cry, she let her body spasm in wave after wave of pleasure. Tears escaped her eyes as her body lay limp after his love making.
Piy
ush caressed her smooth abdomen and her body jerked at the contact and then relaxed. He let his hands caress her as he felt her body rest after her first experience of pleasure. Her eyes were closed and he noted the tears trickling down her eyes.
“Su…Su…” he called her. He pulled her into his arms. “God! Did I hurt you?”
After the initial ecstasy of giving her pleasure, he was now scared to death now after witnessing her tears. He cradled her head to his chest, “Su… Say something. Please open your eyes. Wake up! You are scaring me!” He straightened up and cupped her face with one hand. “Please…” He begged. Did he hurry in making love to her? He held her to his chest. Nothing had felt more important to him than her well-being. He hated for having stayed away from her for this long. He was wrong to think distance will help her be comfortable with his presence and now he had pushed her to let him make love to her. He was worse than those monsters who at least stayed true to their existence. And he turned out to be a monster disguised in a sheep’s skin. He loathed himself. She had lost consciousness, may be due to pain. Then he felt her stir. He blinked, did he just imagine her move or did she really move?
She opened her eyes. She had heard him call, but it was as though he stood far away waiting for her to be back. With his skillful love making, he had sent her to heaven and she felt satiated. She didn’t understand why he sounded so worried. She looked up to his worried face. She let her hands to touch his rough cheeks. “I was in heaven.”
“What?” He frowned. What did she mean by that? “Did I hurt you?”
It was her turn to frown at his question. “What hurt?” Shaking her head in confusion she looked at him, “I thought I experienced pleasure; my first.”
He looked at her, trying to grasp what she just said. She had said she experienced her first orgasm and she almost lost consciousness. He chuckled and then laughed throwing his head backwards and gathered her close to his heart. “My little lady, that’s called la petite mort. And here I was, worried witless that I have hurt you.” He pressed his lips on her forehead.
Sunaina straightened in his arms and held his face in her small hands. She kissed his prominent nose and let her lips trail upwards to his thick brows and kissed the eyes that had made love to every inch of her skin. She no longer shied away and kissed his lips. She nipped his thin upper lip followed by his fuller lower lip. His hands spanned her thin waist. Her smooth skin was taunting him. He couldn’t stop from caressing the creamy smoothness of her skin, slowly letting his fingers find the way to her firm breast, weighing and feeling them against his palms. She kissed the side of his face as she revelled at the feel of his hands on her breast. She raised herself on her knees and he watched mesmerised as her body moved closer, giving access to his mouth to taste the offering. She gasped at the first feel of his mouth on her buds. Arching her back, she gave him more access. He lifted her and slowly made her straddle him. She gasped and opened her eyes but his mouth didn’t let go of the perky mounds and ever so slowly he lowered her until they were one. His head rested in the smooth valley between her perky breast. She was a sight to behold—her eyes were closed, her lips parted as she placed her hands on his shoulder. She moved ever so lightly. It was a torture for him to hold still when she was trying to feel him. He grunted as she moved again. She opened her eyes and sighed.
“It’s… so perfect…” her husky voice was pushing him to the brink.
“This is where… we belong, with each other… fused for life… as husband and wife… as man and woman… as lovers… as soulmates- forever.” He had to struggle to let every single word out of his mouth as she continued moving. Then he no longer could be a silent partner. “I can’t hold for longer, honey.” He grunted again, “I am going to move. Tell me if it hurts…” And he moved slowly, holding her waist, letting her adjust. Steadily, he increased the tempo their bodies dancing together rhythmically, and she threw her head back with passion, still gripping his shoulders. He wanted to let go of the reign he held on his passion, but this was new to her body and he wanted her to adjust to his need. Piyush felt her body tighten and soon they culminated their union together. She sagged onto him, her head nuzzling at his neck. Slowly, reverently, he eased her onto the bed. When he tried to get up, her soft and tired voice whispered a ‘no’, pulling him to her. He chuckled.
“I am not going anywhere my sweet. I need to pull the blanket. We pushed it on the floor.”
She smiled, only barely awake. Pulling the blanket over their naked bodies, he pulled her into his arms again, her head resting on his arms, as he held on to her and drifted to a blissful sleep.
He woke to find her space empty. An odd fear gripped him. She wouldn’t have-?
“Su…” He pushed the door to the bathroom. She turned, startled. She stood there by the sink, her sleepy eyes, her tousled hair and her naked beautiful body flushed, to prove their lovemaking. The sudden fear was soon engulfed by fierce wanting.
She didn’t want to leave his warmth but she had to use the bathroom. His sudden bursting into the bathroom had startled her, but now seeing him like this, she felt her body craving to be claimed again by this man—her husband. She swallowed hard, looking at him standing by the door and his body giving away his need. He walked in, a glint of predatory instinct in the way he walked towards her, and the way he took in every contour of her appearance.
“Just say the word ‘no’ and I will go back, and we can continue just as we did earlier. Soft and slow love making in the confines of the bed. Or, I can take you right here against the wall with no pretences.” He watched if she was shocked or scared by his words.
She stood there surprised at his words, but was not frightened. She had only seen his soft side since he saw her battered in his office. She had seen his aggressiveness during projects but seeing him here like this, as her husband, the wild aggressive streak in him inflamed by their passionate lovemaking, she realised she wanted to witness this side too. It’s the whole package she had fallen for.
“I hope you are not waiting for a printed invitation.”
A groan escaped from his lips and before she knew, he had her up and pinned to the walls by the shower. He pulled her left leg to his side and he buried himself into her. She let out a content moan. This time he wanted to claim her raw, without the fear of breaking her. No more handling her with kids’ gloves. He wanted to be with her and claim her with pure unrestrained passion. To his satisfaction, she let her legs wrap around him as he unleashed his passion and need.
“I love you.” She exclaimed, as they hit the pinnacle yet again. Her eyes were unashamedly shedding tears of fulfilment.
He looked at her tenderly. “Say that again.”
“I love you, Piyush Mauli, with the whole of my being. You complete me. I love you.”
What more could he have wanted? His lips captured the ones that had proclaimed her love for him.
She felt him tenderly take her back to bed.
“Are you ok?”
She smiled at his question.
“Did I hurt you? God, I don’t know what got into me. Not finding you by my side I rushed to the bathroom, fearing what I would see, and when I saw you standing there with your body flushed and your hair tousled like that, I just wanted to make wild love to you.”
“I’m glad you did that.” she said, with a shy smile playing across her lips as he held her to him. “I have seen your aggressive side in office and have been awed by your tenderness here at home. But now I know there is a wild aggressor in you whom I can easily fall in love with too.”
“And I thought you fell in love with the tender soft ogre who hovers around you.”
“Even I was under the same impression, though the ogre had stopped hovering around me for the past few months.”
He inhaled her fragrance. “I am sorry, I am sorry. I thought I was letting you adjust to my presence.”
“By distancing yourself?” she asked sarcastically.
“I know it all sounds stupid. But I felt to
rn when you pushed me away. I guess it left a big dent on my ego.”
“I’m sorry from the bottom of my heart.” She kissed him tenderly.
His hands tightened around her waist pulling her closer. She liked the feel of belonging to this man. Slowly she slipped into a peaceful slumber.
She felt a nuzzle under her ear. Smiling, she woke up. “Piyush!”
His hands tightened. He kissed the ear lobe, then her long neck. She was lying on her stomach and his arms draped around her,
“Sunaina”
“Hmmm?”
“When you mentioned an advocate, I thought it was to ask for advice regarding how to handle your step-father.”
She stiffened, then looked at him. “I- I can’t!” She saw the flash of anger in his eyes. “Please listen. I don’t want this to affect my sister – her future.”
He sat up, his fingers dug into her arms.
“You didn’t mention your sister even once. You left her there with that animal?” He spat at her. He didn’t expect that of her.
She shook her head her eyes clouded. “She is six years younger to me. She is his daughter.”
Piyush let out a controlled breath. “Woman! Animals like him don’t bother if it’s his daughter or not. You are his daughter too, although not biological. He couldn’t respect that relationship with you. How will he keep it with his daughter who is still so young?” He was becoming furious.
“Granny is always with her. Sunanda stays with her in our ancestral home for the last few years.”
“Then why were you not with her too?” He asked through his clenched teeth.
“She is Sunanda’s paternal grandmother.”
He didn’t say anything to that fact. He would never understand the difference. His family was wired that way. Here in Verma clan all that mattered was that they were one family. By relation, she was her grandmother too. He looked at her, even being with the so-called father and grandmother and sister, she had lived a life of an orphan. Always alone. Having a family, yet not being one among them. He pulled her back into his arms and kissed her hard.
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