Jaan-e-Jaaha

Shiddat (Final)

The home was covered with white petals with a slight taste of pink petals spread everywhere Amal and her friends were making the room of the bride after putting out the petals in the garden after they were done they were up to choosing the dress of bride as to what she should wear in the midst of this someone's call was going straight to voice mail and that someone was going crazy and not eating anything hoping to hear her voice so he can calm down.

Amal too busy to pay any heed to her phone was kept in her room provided by her friend and continued to help her friend as the event was going to take place tomorrow.

As the day began its slow descent towards evening, the sky transformed into a canvas of shifting hues. The vibrant blues of daylight gave way to a cascade of warm oranges and pinks, painting the horizon with an ethereal glow. The sun, a fiery orb, sank lower and lower, casting long shadows that stretched across the landscape like reaching fingers. As its last rays kissed the earth, a sense of tranquility settled over the land, heralding the arrival of night.

Her limbs felt heavy with fatigue, each movement a choreographed effort against the weight of exhaustion. Amidst the flurry of wedding preparations — the delicate lace of the bridal gown, the fragrant blossoms arranged with meticulous care — she moved with a quiet determination, masking the weariness that lingered beneath her facade. The day had unfurled in a whirlwind of tasks and obligations, leaving her drained, both physically and emotionally.

Unaware of the persistent vibrations of her phone nearby, she focused solely on the task at hand, her mind consumed by the myriad details of the impending celebration. The weight of responsibility pressed upon her shoulders, a burden she carried with grace but not without consequence. Each stitch, each arrangement, seemed to sap her energy further, draining her reserves with every passing moment.

Little did she know, amidst the chaos of the day, her husband's attempts to reach her went unanswered, lost in the cacophony of wedding preparations. Oblivious to the messages left unheard, she soldiered on, her weariness a silent companion in the bustling excitement of her friend's impending nuptials.

With a sudden pang of realization, she reached for her phone, her fingers fumbling in haste as she scrolled through the missed calls and unanswered messages.

Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the string of missed calls from her husband, each one a silent plea for her attention. Guilt washed over her in waves as she listened to his voicemail, the worry in his voice palpable even through the digital medium.

Frantically, she dialed his number, her voice trembling with concern as she waited for him to answer. Relief flooded through her when she heard his voice on the other end, a mixture of frustration and relief evident in his tone.

"Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you all day," he exclaimed, his words a mixture of relief and exasperation.

"I'm so sorry," she murmured, her voice choked with emotion. "I didn't realize... I've been caught up in the wedding preparations."

A moment of silence hung between them, heavy with unspoken words and pent-up emotions.

"I understand," he replied finally, his voice softening with understanding. "

"Hmm okay , kese hein app?"

"Theek hu mein, aur tum?"

she replied a fine bas masrouf with stuff and now she is very tired as she lay on bed he does the same she sighed knowing she won't be able to sleep in his arms and his thoughts matched hers but did not voice out ,

"Mughe yaad nahi kar rahi?" He asked .
"Agar kar bhi rahi hu apne konsa abhi ajana hein?"
"Aur what if mein kahu ke mein already raste par hu"? He smiled.
"Phir ap apna ilaj kar waye kyunke abhi abhi ap bed par the anyways mughe sone de aur ap bhi soye" she said with finality and cut the call with a small bye and drifted off to dreamland.

As she drifted off to sleep, exhausted from a long day, she felt the warmth of her husband and his significant cologne presence beside her. Unbeknownst to her he slipped into the the rook quietly, drawn to her sleeping form. Gently , he leaned in and began placing soft, wet kisses along the curve of her neck his love for her evident in this simple gesture of love.
She opened her eyes and saw him looking at her with utmost love with .

Getting up she jumped and landed in his lap and circled her hands around his neck and hugged him.

" Seems like someone missed me" he teased her with a smile.
" I did alot" she admitted shyly placing wet kisses on his neck sucking it like her life depended on it one satisfied with her work she looked at him and suddenly he smashed his lips on her sucking her lower lip wanting entrence he pinched her waist she let out a yelp and he entered inside continuing for a good two miniute when he felt her moving on his manhood he groaned.

She kept rubbing her self on him and moaned "Amal we shouldnt be doing it here" he said sighing, " Definitely" she mumbled but that's what their mind said but their hearts did not agree .

"You little minx", he thought.

She placed soft kisses on his jaw , his hands grasped her bottoms . Laying her on the bed he peppered kisses from her chest moving down she moaned he said lets stop but he is also the one making her wet.
Unfair she thought.

He toke out her panties and thrusted inside her she let out a whimper he whispered sweetnothings and kissed her to ease her pain when adjusted he started moving faster making her moan loudly causing him to place his hands on her mouth.

Shush we don't want to wake the people up the now do we darling he said thrusting harder she hummed.

After they were done he cleaned her up and layed on the bed pulling her closer she snuggled in his now naked chest circling her hands around his neck she mumbeled a small "I love you" to which he replied " I love you more"

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Hi guys Shiddat ends today . How was it ? Did you like it pls do vote and comment it motivates me alot to continue.💗