Isha's fingers gently caressed Shantanu's hair as they lay together on the bed. Shantanu's face was nestled in the warmth of Isha's neck, his peaceful breathing a testament to his deep slumber. Isha's soft strokes on his back and hair had lulled him into a serene sleep. Yet, as she gazed at his tranquil face, tears began to well up in her eyes once more.
"Maine Shantanu ke liye hi usko chora tha lekin uska acchai to kuch hua hi nahi. Woh darr gaya, woh itna darr gaya ki aise simat gaya. Maine Akka Saheb se usko bachane ke chakkar mein uske liye hi pareshani khadi kar di. I am sorry Shantanu, I am sorry... But, I promise... Main kabhi tumhe chorke nahi jaungi."
Isha thought and kissed on his hairs.
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Akka Saheb seethed with frustration, her plans foiled at every turn. Isha's constant companionship with Shantanu was the primary obstacle. No matter how carefully Akka Saheb laid her traps, Shantanu always seemed to be by Isha's side, shielding her from harm. This unwavering protection only fueled Akka Saheb's ire, her anger simmering like a pot about to boil over.
"Iss aurat ko kaise bhi karke Shantanu ke zindagi se nikalna hoga... Main haar nahi manungi!"
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Shantanu's eyes fluttered open, and he found himself enveloped in Isha's warm embrace. Her arms cradled him, shielding him from the darkness of his own doubts and fears. As their gazes met, Isha's eyes sparkled with concern.
— Uth gaye!
He nodded his head. Now Isha, flipped and went up on his body. His hands immediately wrapped around her waist. Isha cupped his face and said,
— Main tumhe chorke kabhi kahi nahi jaungi. Main jaungi bhi to kaha jaungi? Tumhare aane se pehele mera koi apna nahi tha. Aai baba ke jaane ke baad main akeli padh gayi thi iss duniya mein. Lekin abhi tum ho... Tumhe chorke jaane ke baare mein main soch bhi nahi sakti Shantanu. Isha ka ghar hai Shantanu, kaise jayegi woh usko chorke?
Shantanu nodded, and Isha's eyes locked onto his. She leaned in, her lips grazing his forehead in a tender, lingering kiss. The gentle pressure was a soothing balm to his soul, a wordless vow to stand by him through every storm.
— Abhi chalo, khana khana padhega...
— Meri dinner to mere paas hi hai!
Shantanu replied. Isha gave a fake slap on his chest and said,
— Shutup. Chalo khane...
He flipped and went on her body. Then he said,
— Main darr gaya isiliye gussa vul gaya aisa matt sochna... Main abhi taak gussa hu tumpe ki tum mujhe na bolke ghar aagayi, akele. Or abhi iss baat ka punishment bhi milega.
— Shantanu, this is...
Her words remained unfinished as he pressed his lips into her's. Isha grabbed his shirt tightly. After breaking the kiss, Shantanu went near her ears and whispered,
— Permission dijiye Isha Mam, mujhe bhukh lagi hai!
Isha chuckled and replied,
— Permission nahi du to!
— To iss garib ko ajj bhukha hi sona padhega... Waise bhi iss khane pe to mera stamp bhi nahi laga!
— Main bohot acchi hu, kisiko bhukha nahi sone deti... Baas, isiliye permission de rahi hu, or waise bhi stamp to mere dil ne laga hi liya, samjhe Shantanu Sir?
— Bilkul... Waise, aap ajj Atul ki bohot tareef kar rahi thi...
— Kyu na karu, woh hai hi accha... Apki tarah mujhe pareshan nahi karta hai!
— Apko pareshan karne ka haq sirf mera hai samjhi Isha Mam? Bohot galatiya kiya hai tumne, ek saath punishment milegi...
Isha's senses ignited as Shantanu's lips grazed her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine. His gentle kisses trailed down her neck, his tongue teasing her skin. With tender care, he unfolded her saree, revealing the delicate mole he adored. His lips enveloped it, sucking gently.
Isha's moans grew louder as his hands expertly unfastened her blouse. Her fingers fumbled with his shirt, eager to explore his skin. In a whirlwind of passion, their clothes scattered across the room. Shantanu's lovebite on her cleavage left Isha breathless. Her nails dug into his back, fueling his desire. His eyes worshiped her, drinking in the beauty of the woman in his arms.
With reverent kisses, he cherished her breasts, teasing her nipples until she writhed with pleasure. His mouth closed around one, his tongue dancing in tantalizing rhythms. His fingers expertly caressed the other, sending Isha's passion soaring.
— Shantanu, plzz... I can't...
He went up and smiled looking towards Isha. He asked her,
— Kya Isha mam? Apse kya nahi horaha!
Isha whispered in his ears,
— I need you inside me... Plzz...
— Paar apko to khana khana tha na Isha Mam... Chalo, khana khate hai...
Isha now slapped on his chest and said,
— Aap bohot bure hai!
— Accha...
He took the other nipple into his mouth making Isha moan hard. He again came to her and said,
— Or kabhi aise aayogi na bolke?
—N... Nahi!
— Good Girl!
Saying this, he finally went inside her making her shout his name clearly. He increased his pace making her cry out his name in pleasure.
Finishing the scene, he buried himself into her neck. His hands wrapping her in a protective way.
— Isha!
— Hum...
— Mujhe shaadi karni hai!
— Karenge na...
— Mujhe zaldi karni hai!
— Tum pagal ho.
— Tumhare liye hi hu.
He went towards her face and said,
— Main bohot shareef tha, tumne mujhe aisa bana diya hai.
Isha chuckled and said,
— Tum or Shareef! Mujhe to ek jangli insaan mila hai!
— Accha...
Saying this Shantanu took her lips into his one. Isha felt happiness watching Shantanu happy.
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To be continued... ❤️
With love,
Author ❤️
