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A sigh escaped her lips as she opened her eyes once again with sleep still seeming far away. She looked around the place to find to find her sister in law's sleeping peacefully while she lay restless thinking about Raman. They could barely gather a few minutes to themselves amongst the endless charade of the upcoming marriage in the house. With their bedroom already captured by his cousins, the privacy seemed to have bid its goodbye as well as they found themselves always interrupted by the people in the house if they ever tried to catch a moment together. Being rendered with almost all the responsibilities of the marriage didn't help much either, it never took her mind off the feel of missing him. She could see him making efforts everyday to spend a few moments with her without being disturbed yet nothing seemed to work in their favour. Neither could she do anything about it. Even though she hadn't voiced it to him, she was as excited as him to take their love a step ahead. He had constantly made all he efforts and advances and she had only relented but never voiced it out of how much she wanted him, how much she wanted to be his. Just his. It was the sudden distance between them which was making her restless, more than she thought she could be. With another groan, she threw a frustrated glance towards the stairs and closed her eyes trying to sleep.
He cursed under his breath as it woke up him again, his uncles raucous and irritating snore. It was at moments as this, the ones where he would never hold back from cursing his family. Had they vowed to play the spoilt sport in his romantic life.? If their presence hadn't already ruined his life, he now had a few additions to his list of miseries with the homecoming of his cousin and uncle. His cousin had managed to hijack his room, with the gratefulness of his wife and now he was being subjected to bearing the ear splitting snores of his uncle. He groaned looking at his side. Had things been according, he could have been sleeping peacefully with his madrasan in his arms and if things couldn't be worse, he was stuck with the unimaginable. Irritation filled him, how much he had wanted to spend his time with her, to love his wife but all he got in return was nothing. He wasn't even allowed to dream of her with his sound hounding his ears. He had to see her, now. Throwing a disgusted glance in the other direction he walked out of the room to check on her. Madrasan must be sleeping peacefully he thought and cribbed as he tiptoed down the stairs trying to watch her. A smile broke across his lips when he saw her in one corner of the living room playing with the blanket with her back towards him.
Her eyes widened in surprise when she felt the mattress behind her sink and a hand clamping down on her mouth. She didnt have to turn to know if it was him but just as she tried to move, his lips came to her ears stilling her.
- Its only me madrasan, Don't scream murder like you did last time.
He teased as he removed his hand and she slowly turned around facing him with her eyes wide.
- Raman, what are you doing here.? And you haven't slept yet.?
Her voice came out in frantic whispers as she tried looking between him and the darkness that filled the room.
- Romancing my wife who is looking everywhere but at her husband.
He said in a low and sexy voice with his hand snaking around her waist and pulling her closer. She breathed in his scent as their lips inched closer.
- Raman..
- What.?
He breathed tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. Even in the darkness he could see the blood rush into her cheeks, the warmth of her skin dawdled in the air as he breathed in her beauty. Her glowing skin reflecting off the barely seeing through light of the windows, her downcast eyes, the blush that adorned her cheeks were the delicacy to his yearning eyes.
- Look at me Ishita.. I have been longing for a few moments with my wife and now that I have it, this is not how I want to spend it. We should use it better.
He whispered with sexiness and mischief dribbling in his words. She blushed harder hearing his words and looked up into his eyes, all she could see was the love and his longing. Guilt ran through her for not being able to express herself out to him, to reach out and let him know if how much all of it meant to her.
- Raman...
She whispered back as her hand snuck around his shoulder. Both smiled blissfully looking into each other's eyes, being in their happy places. It was the sound of a thud that broke their eye lock. She looked behind his back to see movements around the stairs.
- Raman..someones coming. Please go..
she whispered trying to push him away but he chose to not relent.
- i can't go up the stairs Ishita.. I have a better option. Wait..
She heard him say and felt the blanket move. Her eyes widened as she saw him sneaking into the blanket and pulling it over himself and half of her in an effort to cover them both. Her hands which were around his shoulders were now against his cheek as she could feel his warm breath over her skin at her collarbone.
- Raman.. no..please...
She started to panic and whisper as calmly to him without making any noise. His hold on her only tightened.
- Shhh..
Was all he said, that too so sexily that all she could do was to stay there mum. Her eyes closed in pretence as she saw a silhouette climbing down the stairs. Myriad of emotions ran through her as his hands around her tightened, his breath more frantic and the passion between them rising. The control they helplessly held onto would give away any moment.
He on the other hand had considered it to be a smart move to sneak in to the blanket but now that he was inches away from glory, he found himself loosing his control bit by bit. She had become still, the only sound coming off her was her breathing. He could hear someone walking down the stairs and her stillness proved of no better option. Her porcelain skin allured him as she breathed in and out, her chest heaving mere inches from his lips.
Her hands clenched at his shoulders when his warm and wet lips touched her son. Her eyes shut tighter in presence. The moan, she suppressed it as it dangerously threatened to come out. His one hand travelled to the back of her, pushing her more towards his hungry lips. He could feel her breathing picking up as he left open mouthed kisses all over her skin visible to his eyes, A smile broke across his face realizing, she wasn't stopping him, it was the assertion he needed.
Her nails dug into his skin when she felt him running his hand over her curves, feeling them over the cloth of her night dress. She could feel the heat of his skin over the cloth! He gulped in, trying to curb the roar of desire in him. The desire to forget about everything and just kiss her senseless. The feeling of her soft curves against his hands was his undoing.
- Raman..
She breathed in incessantly when he gave them a light squeeze and his lips reacting to the passion! Unable to take it anymore, she slipped into the blanket along him hugging him as closer as possible. Both of them stared into each others eyes as the burn of their passion blew their senses away. His lips touched hers for the briefest moment as they leaned in, giving into their desires. His lips were soft against hers, as he kissed her softly, their tongues dancing in unison. Her eyes opened when she lost the touch of his feels and opened them to see him looking intently at her.
- Lets go..
He said suddenly making her look at him in curiosity.
- Where.?
She asked slowly as he pushed the blanket away and started to get up.
- To finish what we started.
Her eyes widened, cheeks reddened at his words. The smirk, it was just there on his face making her stare at him. He held his hand out, it was the moment they wanted. Were waiting for it and she effortlessly put her hand into his awaiting one.
