by Varsha Dixit
“Did you see Deepali’s face? She was stunned to see Ojas.” Kyra snickered as she stood behind Meher in the line to buffet.
“It helps to have a printing press at your disposal, doesn’t it?” Doyal quipped, standing behind Kyra.
Deepali could not have decided to get married at a better time. Once the Wallflowers had received the wedding card, the plan had been hatched. This was the perfect event to bring Gina and Ojas face to face. This would definitely remind Gina and Ojas of a time when they were together.
So, Kyra had made an exact copy of the wedding card and mailed it to Ojas. And he had come once Meher had executed her part.
“As one of the wedding gifts, I’m going to buy all the Wallflowers novels I can find and gift them to Gina.”
Kyra groaned.
“She doesn’t need the novels anymore, Mahi. She has the real thing.” Doyal said.
“Yes, she does!” Meher sniffed quietly.
The three Wallflowers went back to watching Gina and Ojas, who only had eyes for each other.
Chapter 35
Ten days later
A hotel in Prague
The first sense of awareness came to Gina’s mind and she turned on the soft bed. The strong pair of arms that she usually woke up in were missing. Eyes closed, Gina’s hand reached out to the other side of the bed. She encountered empty space.
Opening a single eye, she raised herself on her elbow and looked around. “Where is my husband?” Gina said to the empty room. She noticed something on Ojas’s pillow. A pink rose and a piece of chocolate!
Gina picked up the lightly fragrant rose, pressing it against her cheeks. The petals felt smooth and cold against her skin. She lay face down on Ojas’s pillow. It still held his clean spicy scent. Smiling, she inhaled it.
Since the day Ojas and she had confessed to their feelings, life had turned 180 degrees for Gina. The wedding had been a beautiful and an intimate ceremony. Gina had been so happy that she hadn’t stopped crying.
The attendees too had got emotional several times, for they all knew of the struggles and challenges the bride and groom had gone through to arrive at this day. Ojas had gripped her hand throughout the ceremony, refusing to let go.
After the wedding, they had gone back to Pune. Gina had resigned from her job and taken a break for a month or two. Ojas was very open to the idea of moving wherever Gina wanted. Gina had chosen Pune for she loved the farmhouse. It was close enough to the city to go to work there and yet far away from the noise and pollution.
Gina and Ojas had talked a lot about the past, about their feelings, their actions in the past. There were times of silence, times of pain but Gina and Ojas kept plowing through those moments, strengthening their bond and love. But there was one place there was no silence or pain—in their bedroom.
The passion between Ojas and Gina was never ending. They had to give the house help a few days off because of the insatiable desire the newlyweds had. Ojas and Gina wanted the freedom to indulge in their favorite sport when and where they wanted.
After a week, Ojas had whisked Gina off for a fifteen-day Europe trip. After Paris and Rome, Prague was their third stop. Prague with its museums, cobbled streets, steepled churches, and good food had won them over. They had decided to extend their stay by a few more days.
Stretching one final time, Gina headed to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later when she came out, Ojas still wasn’t there. “Where is he?” Gina walked over the hotel room window that overlooked the Old Town Square.
Tourists were up and about in the square. Restaurants were open and street performers were doing their acts and getting paid for it.
Gina saw a familiar dark head bobbing amongst the people gathered immediately under their hotel entrance. Ojas was making his way inside.
Gina noticed a group of women standing to the side eye him appreciatively, but Ojas did not look in their direction.
He’s mine, skanks!
Gina walked up to the phone and ordered some coffee and fruit and waited. A few minutes later, the door opened and Ojas entered, a small white paper bag in his hand. “Morning, beautiful!” He said, coming in.
“Morning! Where did you go?” Gina said, gazing at him.
Gone were the shadows under Ojas’s eyes. He was eating well so he had regained the weight he had lost. His skin was tanned, he had grown laugh lines around his eyes and mouth, and he looked wholesome and hot as hell.
“I got you something.” Ojas dropped the bag in her lap and sat down next to her. He nuzzled her neck. “You smell good, Mrs. Purohit.”
“Hmmm!” Gina shivered, feeling his lips on her skin. A slightest touch from him and a thrill shot in her. “Let me see my present.”
Ojas stopped but stayed close to Gina, his breath warm on the side of her face and playing havoc with her self-control.
Inside the bag, something silky and delicate touched her fingers. Gina took it out. “Oh no, you didn’t! It’s beautiful.” She held up the red and white dreamcatcher made of silk thread and multi-colored beads. “It’s gorgeous. Is it from the same place?” Gina was talking of a tiny quaint store behind the square that was famous for its dreamcatchers. They had gone there last evening, but the store had been closed.
“I got a bunch. For our Moms, Meher, Kyra, and Doyal.”
Gina hugged Ojas. “Oh, you are sweet.”
Ojas hugged her back. “I also mailed a postcard.”
Gina looked up. “To whom?”
“You remember Malvika?” Ojas asked, playing with Gina’s thick hair. He loved the feel of it against his skin.
Gina pulled away, her eyes narrowed. “Yes, I remember Malvika.”
“Well, she predicted that you and I would end up together and my response was that no way is that happening. So she made me promise that if it turned out that she was right then I should send her a postcard saying I’m a swan.”
Gina smiled. “A swan, hmmm. Because they mate for life?”
Ojas grinned. “Something like that.”
There was a knock on the door.
“I ordered some coffee and fruit.” Gina said.
“Let me get that.” Ojas used his stick to get up and then walked to the door. Ojas thanked and tipped the server and closed the door behind him. Then he noticed something.
Ojas pulled out a sign hanging at the door. “This needs to be on the outside,” he said, opening the door and hanging the ‘do-not-disturb’ sign there.
This time, he shut the door and then bolted it from inside.
“No! I’m hungry, Ojas.” Gina shook a finger at him. She knew that look on her husband’s face.
“I’m hungry too!” Ojas took off his T-shirt in one sweep.
Gina’s breath hitched in her throat as she admired her husband’s muscled body for the millionth time. Her pulse kicked up. Tall and ripped, Ojas still had the power to make her knees grow weak.
Resting his arms on the sofa she was sitting, he leaned over Gina. His mouth was smiling, his eyes already darkening with desire.
“Ojas!” Gina said his name breathlessly.
“Gina!” Ojas whispered with longing as he lowered himself next to her. His long lean fingers slid into her open dark hair and he tilted Gina’s face up. The gentle brushes of his lips over hers were maddening.
Gina gently caught his dark hair and tugged Ojas’s mouth firmly to hers. She traced his full lower lip with the tip of her tongue. Ojas groaned and deepened their kiss, his tongue diving deep in Gina’s mouth. His male, musky smell caused Gina to shudder as she surrendered to his touch. His skin still held the warmth of the outside sun, yet his lips were cool, firm, and cajoling. Gina’s slim arms reached up and wrapped around his neck, holding Ojas close to her with all the love she felt for him.
Even days and weeks of indulging in endless hours of pleasure filled exploration of each other’s bodies, Ojas’s hunger for his gorgeous young wife was not a bit satiated. Just a look from her had him panting like a teenager. What literally
drove him to his knees in gratitude was that Gina exhibited and shared his passion.
All he had to do was let her see the passion in his eyes and within minutes, Gina would be crossing and uncrossing her legs, her cheeks suffused with rosy color.
“I love you husband! Thank you for giving me such beautiful past few days!” Gina said, her eyes shining.
Ojas pulled back and ran a loving hand through her hair. “Are you kidding me? I plan to spoil you for a lifetime love.”
“Where do I sign up?” Gina murmured, brushing his lips with hers.
“Right here!” Ojas clasped his hands around Gina and fell back on the sofa, taking her with him.
Gina giggled as she lay sprawled on top of Ojas. She sat up straddling Ojas between her legs, her robe and negligee bunched up around her hips. “So, this is how you plan to spoil me, do you?” She teased.
“Absolutely!” Ojas ran a fingertip down Gina’s face, gently tracing her brow, nose, and the groove of her cheek. “Thank you for filling my life with so much love.”
Gina looked down at Ojas, her eyes soft and glowing. “You make it easy, Ojas.”
“I never thought I would ever be so lucky. I had lost all hope of any happiness.” Ojas murmured as his fingers traced the shape of her lips.
Bending down, Gina gave him a quick kiss. “Promise me you will never lose hope. Whether I’m with you or—”
Gina did not get a chance to finish her sentence. Catching Gina by her waist, Ojas shifted lower and sat up simultaneously. Now they faced each other, Gina’s leg rested on top of his.
“Don’t even say that you won’t be with me. Don’t even think it.” Ojas said urgently. He clasped the side of Gina’s face and brought it closer, resting their foreheads together. “I can’t live without you, my Queen.”
Gina planted a quick kiss on Ojas’s forehead and felt the prick of tears in her eyes. “Fine, I guess I’ll just have to hang around you all the time,” She was trying for levity but her feeling made her voice to thicken, “This life belongs to you.”
“Just like I only belong to you!” Ojas vowed, inching his face closer to Gina. His eyes roved over her face and shoulders that looked all the more beautiful as her robe had come undone. From underneath it peeped her curvaceous body clad in a coral negligee. The one he had really enjoyed taking off last night. “I think words are not enough, sweetheart. I should show you how much I love you.”
Gina felt her knees weaken and her body warmed at the way Ojas was looking at her. There was desire in his eyes, heat and something more. A need to become a very part of her. And Gina welcomed that need with a hunger of her own. Gina pulled her legs off Ojas and slid down from the sofa. She peeled her robe and let it pool around her legs and then walked to the bed. “Show me!” She murmured throatily.
“Gladly!” Ojas got up and walked to her. With continuous exercise and new-found determination to be the best version of himself for Gina’s sake, his ankle had tremendously improved. His limp was less pronounced, and he could walk some distance without his cane.
Ojas stopped inches away from Gina. He hooked a finger under her chin and raised it. He wasted no time and fused his mouth with Gina, his body already tightening in anticipation of the pleasure he was about to give and receive.
Gina welcomed his hungry kiss.
Ojas’s hands moved over her shoulders as he pushed the thin straps of her negligee down Gina’s forearms, uncovering the top of her breasts. He took her lips again in an open-mouthed kiss, their tongues dueled and their bodies moved closer to each other. Their hands stayed on their sides, only their lips mating with each other. It was all the more erotic.
Ojas moved his mouth from Gina’s lips down to her chin and then to her smooth graceful neck, planting kisses on every inch of her skin he passed. His warm breath coupled with his cool firm lips engulfed her skin in a sweet fire that lit up the very blood in her veins.
Ojas’s hot mouth wandered from her neck to her breasts. With a muffled sound of impatience, he caught the straps of her shift and pushed them all the way down till the negligee was on the floor around her feet. Gina’s body was bared to his roaming eyes and mouth. Ojas’s hand skimmed the lacy bottoms she wore. His fingers strayed over her womanhood and Gina jerked as a tiny whimper of pleasure escaped her lips. Her eyes were dark wells of desire, her lips red from his kisses and her breathing as erratic as his. “You wear too many clothes, wife.” Ojas said as his hands went back to her breasts, fondling and caressing the beautiful globes.
“Then take them off.” Gina challenged. The look she gave him was sultry.
“With pleasure,” Ojas said, his voice thick. He lowered his head to her breasts just as his fingers slid the lingerie bottoms off her slim hips and soft thighs. Staying close to her husband, Gina stepped out of them. She could never imagine herself so free and so confident in only her skin. But Ojas made her feel beautiful. Every curve, every dip, every fold in her body was his playground. Gina’s lack of inhibitions and confidence in her body had taken their lovemaking to a new level of pleasure.
“This is perfection!” Ojas murmured against her breast as his tongue flicked her nipple in a prolonged manner. Gina’s body was riper, juicier than the sweetest of fruits Ojas had ever tasted. She was his addiction.
Gina felt her knees buckle and she grabbed Ojas’s shoulder, her hand pressing down on his bronzed skin. “Ojas,” She murmured, and they somehow landed on the bed, Gina under Ojas.
Ojas sucked her breasts slowly and thoroughly. Gina arched under him, her hands moving wildly over his bare back. Ojas’s fingers moved between Gina’s thighs and he parted her most intimate folds, already slick with her dew.
Gina jerked. She moved like wanton against his fingers. “Ojas, I want you, only you.” Her hand moved over the bugle in his jeans.
Ojas nodded and he briefly moved away to tug off his clothes. In seconds he was back, and Gina and Ojas embraced head to toe, reveling in the feel of their rubbing naked skin.
Feeling his hard arousal resting against her center, Gina started coming apart. Her hunger for Ojas was intense.
“Take me inside you, my Queen!” Ojas murmured into her cheek. He rubbed his hardened desire against her moist cleft teasingly.
Gina couldn’t wait any longer. “I need…I need more!” Moving her hands between them, Gina grasped his shaft and slipped it in her damp center.
Ojas grunted and in one fluid thrust, he was embedded deeply inside Gina.
Gina felt her heartbeat thundering and she undulated her hips, causing Ojas to moan. His arousal grew harder and sprang up surrounded by her warm wet walls. Then he began to move.
Ojas leaned down and took her lips. The movement of his tongue in her mouth mimicked the movement of his hard arousal inside her.
Gina lifted her hips, letting his muscled length stroke her slick depths. The only sounds in the room were of Gina and Ojas’s coupling.
Ojas set the pace as he sank deeper in her core.
Gina gasped. There was so much pleasure that she could barely breath. She grasped Ojas shoulder and clung to him, matching his thrust for a thrust – a perfect harmony. Mind numbing pleasure built between them until they were rocking as one. And then Gina and Ojas soared, finding a release together.
Gina came with a cry and Ojas grunted, emptying himself inside her.
“Your body…body is…something else.” Ojas said, pausing between words to catch his breath. He tumbled down on the bed next to her.
“Yours too,” Gina whispered, turning on her side to face Ojas. Her fingers caressed his cheek that was damp with sweat.
Ojas too rotated on his side to face her. He caught her hand kissed it. There was only love in their eyes as they gazed at each other. Ojas gave her a slow dazzling smile.
“I want to ask something of you, Ojas.”
“Anything, love!” Ojas said, gently pushing her hair away from her face.
“When I get pregnant and if we have a boy, can we name him Samay?�
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Ojas seemed to freeze. Gina inhaled deeply, worrying if she had crossed a line she shouldn’t have.
“You don’t just complete me, Gina. You make me a better and grateful man every day.” Ojas said. He ardently reached for Gina, but not before Gina saw his overtly bright eyes.
“I think we were made for each other.” Gina pressed a kiss on his broad shoulder.
“Who else would be handle us except you and me.” Ojas replied, his eyes dancing with mischief.
“Maybe Ritesh!” Gina rolled her tongue against her cheek.
Ojas growled and pulled her closer. “I’ll tear him limb to limb or any other man who dares to come close to you.” His hands possessively wrapped around her waist as he rolled up on his elbow and gently pushed on her back. His intentions were clear. “Ready for me, again, wife?”
“Yes, my barbarian!” Gina laughed even though Ojas’s possessiveness left her feeling hot and tingly all over. She let Ojas take her mouth in a deep and long kiss. A kiss that showed her what her future would be with Ojas—one that held the brightness of the sun, the beauty of the night, and the shine of the gold at the end of a rainbow.
Acknowledgements
“When we give cheerfully and accept gratefully, everyone is blessed.” Maya Angelou
I hope you enjoyed reading Gina and Ojas’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
A big thank you to my parents—my kind and fun-loving mom and my source of eternal joy and love, my late father. I wouldn’t be a quarter of the person I am without all that they have done for me and continue to do. I feel immense love for my husband and daughter for their binding affection and for always having my back. I may be busier because of these two but I am definitely stronger and happier as well. To my in-laws for their love and encouragement. Thank you to my brother and his beautiful family, my sister-in-law, for all the love that one can never have enough of.
A shout out to my BFF and beta reader Richa Sharma—the first person to hear the rough plot and read my ‘crappy’ drafts. Thank you for your never-ending patience. A big thank you to Rubina Ramesh for being dear friend and guide in the confusing field of self-publishing, and more than that for being such a good friend.