Aap ki Kasam Chapter 49

Geet climbed down the staircase after getting ready. She noticed the hallway looked empty, she walked towards Dadi s room but she found her room emptied even. Sab log kaha chale gaye! She wondered walking out and next thing she knew that she collided with her hubby.

He steadies her and looked at her adoringly, she looked absolutely beautiful, and there was no doubt. He has always seen her in these type of cloths so decided to choose something like that only & now he didn’t regret a bit for she look just so serene and innocent at the moment.

Maan, where is Dadi ma…dad bhi nahi hai.” She asked softly, trying to ignore the blush creeping her cheeks with his hot gaze. What happened to him recently, she was unaware; it was making her more confuse.

‘Dad has gone early today for office for some urgent meeting and dadi ma has gone out of station for few days to meet her relative’s family.” He explained as both of them made their way downstairs to kitchen for breakfast.

Um…okay! She mumbled, suddenly feeling conscious with his hold on her hand. 

He softly tugs at her hand, feeling her softness. his heart warming up with new emotions…seeing her blushing for him…seeing his effect on her…he never felt this happy and satisfied before for any woman like this…as he know about his effect on girls but today seeing his wife’s reaction, made his heart beat faster.

Kya yahi pyaar hai
Haan, yahi pyaar hai
Ho, dil tere bin kahin lagataa nahin
waqt guzarataa nahin

If it is love?  Sudden thought come over his mind making him halted in his steps…if it is so…then I am in love with this Love. I love discover this feeling with you, Geet. He said in mind while watching her cutting the fruits. 

She felt so conscious with his continuous gaze that in a moment she hurt her finger, and agonizing scream escaped her lips.

Maan immediately rushed forward to hold her hand in his, what did you do!? Why do you need to do all this?! 

Toh phir aur kaun karega, dadi ma bhi nahi hai nor there are any servant…she mumbled softly trying to hold her tears but few spills down her cheeks.

Damn…he cursed himself, holding her hand below the running water and then cleans her finger before bandaging it.

It is my entire fault, Maine hi unhe few hours ki leave de di…

But why, she was surprised after he reveals her.

To spend some time with you…’ alone..’ he added making her shock, she looked at him with her doe eyes wide open while sweet blush cover her face.

‘But how do I know that my lovely wife don’t know to work in kitchen.‘

Geet pouted, I know it, okay!? And you also know that I don’t know little bite of work in kitchen. It’s not my fault.

Absolutely, it’s not your but mine, I accepted, didn’t I? He asked lovingly stroking her face. She shuddered…and he felt it. 

He just loved her each response to his touch…it boosts his feelings…and he continued to stroke her down, his fingers moving downwards to her jaw, he rubbed her lips. She closed her eyes, shivering like dried leaf with his touch while her eyes closed on its own.

She suddenly felt the temperature in the room increase. Was it really this hot today? She questioned herself.

He moved his face close to hers and she could feel her heart trying to beat out of her chest. She placed her hands on his chest for support as she felt her knees turning weak.

As he tilt his head and part his lips slowly before his hot breath fell on her lips making her shudder. But he made no effort to move in closer and seal their lips. He liked her turning impatient for him and liked the anticipation hiding behind her shy self…He wanted her to burn for him.

He took his own sweet time watching her while her heart continued to thump wildly. Her eyes slowly opened and shifted from his lips to look at his eyes watching her in fascination. She suddenly felt extremely embarrassed and shy and her lips shook.

With devious smile, he moved in, closing the unwanted gap between their lips. Geet felt like she couldn’t explain the feeling even if she wanted to. It was as if witnessing the rich smoothness and intoxication of chocolate or the much sought warmth during a winter night. It felt as if their lips fit in perfectly.

Romantic scene of Maan and Geet

She felt the softness of his lips on hers, which had a rough edge to it and when it moved against hers she felt as if she was high on something.

Maan kissed her deeply. His hand which was holding her, moved to her nape in a dominating way before his fingers slid between her hair strands grabbing it gently yet firmly. He angled her head, his mouth slant and demanding on hers.

The continuous onslaught of stimulation made her mind hazy and her knees weak, making her mouth moves with his as if in a delicious tango.

She was weak to his advances. And she knew it.

She clutched his collar as reflex and he pulled her closer…almost gluing her each body parts. Both continued to kiss for few minutes now…breaking apart to take breath in between while Maan used to pull her for another kiss. After being satisfied only then he left her mouth, swollen and bruised.

He wasted no time as his lips left hers and moved downwards, kissing her jaw then the length of her neck. She sighed when he left a lingering kiss in the crook, which was like music to his ears.

“Geet, ” he whispered her name on her skin, making her shudder from the sweet yet tantalizing feeling.

His hand on her waist moved down in a slow motion, She felt his every touch, he wanted her to. He wanted her to leave his print all over her, for her to only remember him and his touch. He felt the curves on her bottom and the roundness of it. He couldn’t help himself and squeezed it, making her arch into him with a gasp.

She was blushing furiously and turned her back to him…her heart beating faster with his sudden kiss and then his weird behavior from last few days, leaving in highly confuse and anxious state.

Pahle main samajhaa,
kuchh aur wajah in baaton ki
Lekin ab jaanaa, kahaan neend gai meri raaton ki

Geet…he called her softly, holding her arms from back, his palms rubs the length of her silky arms, until he reach her palms and grabbed her hand in his, pulling her against his chest. 

She rested her head on his chest, as he bend down kiss her neck…his lips moving down to her throat back to her jaw line.

Jaagati rahati hoon main bhi, chaand nikalataa nahin oh
Dil tere bin kahin lagataa nahin
waqt guzarataa nahin

Maan…plz..’ she couldn’t take it anymore, she felt so vulnerable to his raw touch, on that her own blooming feelings for him…it was all making her in surprise overwhelmed…she wanted to hold back but felt her body responding to his sinful touches… The feeling was so much for her that she thought she might faint. She felt as if she was slipping and he was the only one to hold onto as she felt him bury his face in the crook of neck. His other hand gently brushing away her dark brown hair from her shoulder only to place it on the other side.

“Hm.” he replied not bothering to say anything else. his hands moving on her waist, he dragged them upward and cupped her bosom, earning sweet mouth from his wife’s mouth. Every time his fingers touched her skin, it left a weird sensation. She didn’t know what she was feeling.

Feeling good….he whispered shamelessly , pinching her nipples on her cloth itself…her condition was like fish without water…she breathed hard and turned around in his arms. His soft and warm lips on her skin sent a bubbling feeling in her stomach.

Maan looked at her for a moment and next moment buried his face in the crook of her neck…she felt him place an open mouthed kiss just where her neck and shoulder met and she couldn’t help but moan to his every kiss.

The more she tried to clear her mind, the more dazed she felt as he continued peppering kisses on her neck. His arms around her started to roam her body, feeling every inch, every curve and dip. It felt as if even the clothes she wore weren’t enough to block the heat from his hands.

His mouth hungrily kissing and sucking everywhere, behind her ear, her neck, her collarbone.

Her body turned jelly and her breathing became ragged and came out in soft pants which only motivated him further. Occasionally he would whisper her name in his voice raspy.

She held onto him tightly, when all of a sudden one of his hands traveled to her chest and lightly squeezed her right bo*b drawing out an unexpected moan from her lips.

Opening her eyes, she saw as her hubby stood there with a mixture of emotions in his eyes…she couldn’t able to get much of it… His breathing came out harsh as if he had just run.

Jaise phoolon ke, mausam mein ye dil khilate hain
Premi, aise hi, kyaa patajhad mein bhi milate hain
Rut badale, duniyaa badale, pyaar badalataa nahin oh

A beautiful smile was plastered on his face as looked at his blushing wifey. He loved her flustered and flushed face. She stumbled as if unable to hold herself and he was quick to wrap his arms around her and pulled her in his embrace, hugging her as he whispered sensually.

Are you okay? Asking so, he planted a kiss on her head. She slowly looked up at him, her face holding embarrassment, mixed with blush and smile.

He found this cute and unable to hold himself he pecks her swollen lips, “fix yourself…I will arrange for our breakfast until then…’ he winked at her as she hurried out of there before anything else would happen. I just love her…he mumbled with sweet smile lingering his lips and then realized what he just confessed to himself..I am really falling for her…my wifey.

He chuckled and got back to the breakfast arrangements… he checked the dining table and noticed few things have kept wrapped for breakfast. He remembered while before going to the leave …nakul had prepared the bf and placed it on the table. He just forgot to inform his wifey this while lost in the moment of the passion. He smirked and shakes his head on his foolishness.

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Geet ran into the washroom and closed the door; she watched her reflection in the mirror. Her face was still hot and her heart was beating fast. She could still feel the heat from his hands on her body and feel of his soft yet firm lips against her neck where she was sure he had left a hickey…

she pouted noticing one below her throat and blushed again…whatever it was ..it was all making her little bit scared yet she was loving the feeling of having him closed to her…but he was closed to other women also…just like he was with her today…this thought bothers her so much…

Shaking her mind of such thoughts, she washed herself and walked out to dining room again. She noticed him, placing two plates of prepared bf on the table.

As he prepared the table, she came to stand beside her. “Hmm, it smells delicious. Thanks Maan! But how do you know to cook….? She frowned cutely and he couldn’t get help but peck her pouting lips. She blushed further…lowering her eyelashes…she moved and sat down opposite him.

However he wanted to pull her on his lap at the moment, he stopped himself for he never wanted to scare her…he knew he have already troubled her so much in one day…he needs to take each steps slowly to make her comfortable around him…to make her believe on his love…he could feel her hesitation already with his closeness…which he desperately wanted to remove from between them…however he couldn’t able to hold himself around his beautiful wifey… he decided to take it slow from onward…

Dil tere bin kahin lagataa nahin
wakt guzarataa nahin
Kyaa yahi pyaar hai

Haan, yahi pyaar hai

Ho, dil tere bin kahin lagataa nahin
waqt guzarataa nahin

Maan..where are you lost? She called him again and he shook his head with gentle smile.

You didn’t answer my question, how did you cook? You know to cook?

Her facial expression made him chuckle and he answer her, I didn’t cook this but nakul had already kept all things prepared.

Her mouth and eyes wide in response after hearing this, then when you were going to tell me this, after I done with preparing bf? She asked with taunt…

When I was going to tell you I saw you were happily cooking then how could I have stop you…my heart didn’t agree…” and then we were lost..’ he stopped in mid realizing what he was saying…but seeing her blush he couldn’t help but smirked at her.

Kyaa yahi pyaar hai

Bolo, bolo na

Haan, yahi pyaar hai

Geet felt her heart jumping out of her chest with his words but with his next set of words, she bushed furiously…

Soon he began to talk about her college and how she was doing. As they continued to talk he could feel things falling back to normal and he could able to see her bubbly self back…as she began blabbering about everything and anything…he found himself lost in her, just hearing her silently.

Hm
Ah, ah ah
Haan yahi pyaar hai
Kyaa yahi pyaar hai
Haan, yahi pyaar hai