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5. Abhisar kisses her core

रात अकेली थी तो बात निकल गई,तन्हा शहर में वो तन्हा सी मिल गई

मैंने उससे पूछा, "हम पहले भी मिले हैं कहीं क्या?"

उसकी नज़र झुकी, चाल बदल गई, ज़रा सा क़रीब आई, और सँभल गई

हौले से जो बोली, मेरी जान बहल गई, हाँ

हाँ, हम मिले हैं 100-100 दफ़ा, मैं धूल हूँ, तू कारवाँ

इक-दूसरे में हम यूँ लापता, मैं धूल हूँ, तू कारवाँ

Author's POV.

He had ripped her clothes. Into pieces. Exposing her completely nude.

As she found herself utterly naked infront of him, she placed her palm over her core to hide it from his stare.

He was silent.

Their eyes locked. Something was there in his eyes. Something.

That she thought for a second that he'll have mercy on her.

She shook her head slowly, looking into his almost red eyes.

With slow pace, he held her wrist, very lightly and removed her hands from there.

His eyes flickered in between her legs.

He saw her naked core. He was so close to her, she could barely feel the air surrounding them. Both of them were breathing unnaturally.

His hand moved there. He traced his fingers upon it from above and she closed her eyes, inhaling deeply and her body trembled.

The surrounding became hot suddenly as the skins of their body heated up.

His eyes followed to see her reaction and he gulped, silently, He found her tempting, her body had perfect curves. Milky-white skin unlike his that was tanned. Her mounds that were round and heavy.

His fingers opened her folds and he felt errant.

He saw her clit. Her core, that was wet with liquid in it. He turned her on? His act turned her on?

His heart was racing.

He was feeling different emotions. Very different.

He brushed his fingers inside her core very lightly and gently. She moaned, her chest heaving up and down.

He placed his index finger on her hole.

Just one.

He looked into her closed eyes and suddenly, very slowly, his fingers found way inside the heaven.

"Aanhhhh..", she moaned and he could say it wasn't out of pain, it was purely out of pleasure as her eyes rolled back and her hips arched a little up with his move.

He felt her walls, her walls that was so tight. So fucking tight that it was clenching against his single finger.

He moved again, two this time, slowly, but to induce pain and she opened her eyes, fixing her gaze with him, moaning,

"Dard... Dard ahh.. de Raha Hume."

Her voice clenched his heart. He took his finger outside immediately.

Their eyes were locked. Something raw flickering in both of their eyes. She moved her hand, to hold his wrist, very lightly, caressing her palm very gently on his wrist, up and down.

His face was expressionless, just adoring her beauty, lost in her eyes.

And slowly, while fixing his eyes with her, he took his wrist back from her hold.

With slow pace, he bent down a little, in between her legs. She felt his hot breathe fanning over her core as he opened her folds with his fingers. Her hand automatically shifted to hold his hair, running her fingers sensually in it.

He looked into her eyes, and then, placed a gentle kiss on her hole, earning a moan from her.

He kissed again. Just kiss. No licks.

Again. And again.

She felt good, so good that she could not even explain.

He sat up, still looking into her eyes.

Even he didn't knew what was he actually feeling like.

She didn't knew what to do. She had no slightest idea. Taking a deep breathe inside, clearing her mind, she only did what she felt was right.

She stood up slowly from the bed, naked. His eyes drew holes on her naked back and his lips parted.

She didn't wanted to live in this room?

She was walking away from him. Like everyone else.

His heart raced and he gulped.

But after a second he felt utter darkness in the room, not even a diya lightened up in the surrounding. She had blew it off.

His heart felt scared. Afraid. His body shivered. His mind went numb, the memories of his childhood flushing back in front of his eyes.

He heard the sound of her anklets approaching him and suddenly, his body came back into senses again when her palm came in contact with his shoulders. His mind said him that he has a company today and, he doesn't need too fear anything, today.

He didn't knew what she was actually doing. He wasn't in sense. Not at all.

So, he let her do whatever she was doing. Because at the back of his mind, he liked her touch and also, he trusted her with himself.

Her hand reached his cheek and she caressed his cheek lightly with her palm, rubbing her thumb over it.

Then, she laid down on the bed. She spread her arms infront of him and muttered,

"Aaiye humare paas."

His jaw clenched as he replied bitterly,

"Tum humari biwi nahi ho."

But there came a reply from the opposite side in utmost sweet voice, which he had never expected from her. Her? From anyone. He had never expected from anyone.

"Shadi ki hai aapne humse, aap biwi nahi maante woh alag baat hai. Humare liye toh humare pati hai na aap." She arched a little up, only to hold his body, loosely.

His disbelief took over. After few minutes, with all his heart, he moved forward. His arms came in contact with her hands and she held them. She made him sleep in her embrace. Over her chest.

This was something very new for him. This warmth. Everything. He could hear her heartbeat. She was naked below his head, her naked bosoms, but this wasn't sensual for him. This was warm.

She ran her fingers in his hair while caressing his back.

"Hume pata hai aap hosh me nahi hai," she muttered in a low voice.

He inhaled deeply and asked,

"Fir kyu kar rahi ho yeh sab."

She placed her lips against his hair, without thinking twice. He felt something. Valued.

She spoke, her voice soft, fingers in his hair,

"Hume pata hai humari shaadi aapke marzi ke khilaf hui hai, humse bhi humari marzi nahi puchi gayi thi. Isliye hum samajhte hai aapko, humare pati hai aap. Aapko dard me nahi dekh paenge hum."

He closed his eyes, inhaling her scent and spoke,

"Kyu itni achi ban rahi ho humare sath? Humne toh dard diya na tumhe abhi, jaan bujh kar, humse nafrat kyu nahi karti, jaise sab karte hai?".

She took a deep breathe and whispered while caressing his head,

"Kuch der pehle jab, humne aapse kaha, 'hume dard ho raha' toh aap turant hi ruk gaye the, koi aur mard hota toh, humari aawaz apne jism ke niche daba di hoti usney. Aap maane ya na maane, aap bhi hume dard me dekh nahi pae the. Ek mauka toh dijiye hume aapka dard samajhne ka."

He gulped, his head nuzzling in the crook her neck and his fingers tracing her bosoms. He didn't knew why. He wasn't able to think anything. Any fucking thing. And he spoke,

"Tum nahi samjhogi humara dard. Koi nahi samjhega, hum kitne akele hai iss duniya mein."

She shook her head and held his hand which was tracing her bosoms,

"Aisa kyu kehte hai aap. Ab akele nahi hai aap. Hum rahenge aapke sath. Chahe aap jitni bhi nafrat kar le humse."

He intertwined his fingers with hers and lowered down slightly. He was about to take her bud in his mouth when he stopped.

He raised his face up and looked into her eyes, speaking in a low tone,

"Hum tumhe chuna nahi chahte the. Aise. Bina puche. Hum waise mard nahi hai, pata nahi.. shayad.. nashe me.. gusse par..-hume kuch nahi pata."

She caressed his head.

He was talking to her in the softest tone that she had ever heard.

"Koi baat nahi .. aapki biwi hai hum .. mana nahi karte hum aapko, jawani chadhte hi hume toh yahi sikhaya jata hai ki pati ko kisi baat ke liye mana nahi karte."

He inhaled her scent, slightly angry on listening about a hint of her upbringing, and spoke,

"Hume nahi pata tumhe kya sikhaya gaya hai. Biwi ho, fir bhi, tumhe rokna chahiye tha na hume, agar tumhe humara chuna pasand nahi aaya ho."

She touched his face, with her palm, pushing his hairs away from his face,

"Aapko poora haq hai. Aapne jab humari maang bhari, ussi samay humne aapko khud par saara haq de Diya tha."

"Aur hum tumhe ek haq dete hai aaj, humne kabhi bhi nashe me kuch bhi galat karne ki koshish bhi ki tumhare sath, kisi bhi Tarah rok lena hume, chahe hume taklif hi kyu na ho, rok lena. Hume humare gusse par kaabu karna nahi aata."

She laughed mutely, "Aur humari baat kyu maanege aap?".

He stayed quite, because he had no answers himself.

After some six-seven minutes of overthinking, staring into her eyes, intensely, he spoke,

"Tum... Buri nahi ho."

She gulped as she saw him hovering over her.

His hand encircled around her neck, trying to choke her,lightly, as he spoke,

"Par tumhare bhaiyo ki wajah se humari bhabhi Aaj iss haal me hai, humare bhaiya.. humare bhaiya jinko humne humesha majboot dekha... Aaj woh sabse najuk haal me hai.... Tumhare bhaiyon ki wajah se apna bachaa kho diya unhone. Tumhe dekhte hi hume woh sab yaad aata hai. Hum apna pyaar nahi de sakte tumhe, kabhi nahi."

She feared him, as she struggled to breathe. Her legs shaking. She held his wrist, inhaling deeply. She looked into his eyes directly.

She palmed his cheek and spoke confidently,

"Maar dijiye Hume jaan se. Magar yeh yaad rakhiyega... Aap pehle mard hai jisne hume zaroori mehsus karaya, jiske saath hum apni poori zindagi beetana pasand karenge, chahe aap lakh baar hum par inn saari baaton ka ilzaam laga de, jisse humara koi vaasta hi nahi hai."

"Aisa kya kiya humne Jo tum humare sath apni zindagi beetaogi? Dard hi toh Diya hai, sirf. Humare aas pas koi khush kaise reh sakta hai."

She let out a laugh, a bit sarcastic as she replied,

"Humari.. humari taraf toh koi.. aankh utha kar bhi nahi dekhta tha.. aapne humse pyaar ki do baatein kar li.. wahi bahut hai humare liye."

She caressed his wrist, trying to lose his grip, and he did.

He loosened his grip. His heart felt a stingy pain.

His eyes welled up.

And suddenly, his head crashed on her breasts.

She held him tightly, wrapping her arms around his body.

He was sobbing. Sobbing hard. His wet tears falling on her breasts.

As he stuttered,

"Hum... Hume dar lag raha hai.. hume bahut Darr lag raha hai."

She caressed his face, palming his cheek,

"Idhar dekhiye, bataiye Hume kya hua.. hum hai na aapke paas."

He looked up, into her eyes. Care for him flowing from her eyes.

He hid his face again in the crook of her neck and whispered against it,

"Jis baap se hum Bachpan se door bhaagte aaye hai, humbhi iss shaadi ke baad apne baap ke tarah ban Gaye toh?".

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