RECAP :
They are very intelligent.. if they come to know what we are up to they would counter our plans sooo.. we have to be quick and fast about it . Because this is RAM KAPOOR we are dealing with .. this is our last chance so let us finish it with a bang.
PART 11
They were married !! They actually got married.. That was the thought that ran parallelly in both their minds. Three days ago both of them never even thought that they would see each other after the wedding . But today they were in flight back to Delhi, together has Mr and Mrs Kapoor.
When they had announced their decision of getting married , Karthick insisted that they marry on the same day he marries. So Ram and Priya were left with no choice but to marry .
Priya had faltered through the ceremony , missing her cues and stuttering . she couldn’t belive she was actually marrying Ram. The one man who had capacity to enslave her by just a touch.
It didn’t help he looked wonderful yesterday . She had lost her breadth when she had first seen him. A fine linen shirt encased his shoulders. Top button one were open , leaving gap that she could see his hair sprinkled chest . His black suit covered his shirt , he didn’t wear sherwani,,, no he was just looked too dashing in the suit itself . The sherwani would have turned her into water puddle.
Ram fidgeted with seat belt of the airplane. He need something to do with his hands, otherwise he may touch her ... feel her.... He had been wanting to touch her from the time they were official married, but every time he went near her she would react like cat on skittle shy away from him .. He understood her nervousness.. but his heart didn’t not nor his body . His body seemed going out of control... he was having a hard time controlling his feeling .. Because he didn’t want to scare her away , with his amorous intentions. He wanted to her share this feeling with him, He didn’t want to force anything on her. But she did look beautiful yesterday. When she appeared, ram’s heart thrust up into his throat. She was beyond beautiful . She wore a slight bit of cosmetics, enough to make her black eyes deeper and larger, her cheeks to appear just flushed and her lips seem even more full and luscious than they already were
She had walked towards the Mandap with a smile plastered on her face which didnt reach her eyes. One day he vowed that he would make the smile reach her eyes when she looked at him and she would laugh with him
It was so unreal to believe that this was happening them. Since Priya had to go back to Pilani.. Ram agreed to accompany her. They had decided that they would be staying in Pilani for month till the time College closes for winter vacation. It was already decided that Priya would leave her job in Pilani and Join Mumbai University . Ram had already talked to the Vice chancellor for a position in m Mumbai.. In fact Vice chancellor to over eager in offering Priya a position in the University as a Professor. Ram said he would manage his business virtually anyway Vikram was there in Mumbai to take care also.
Solutions for every problem was found ,suspiciously life became too easy .. Flight landed in Delhi. Ram had already arranged for Car to pick up them up from Delhi airport and drive them to Pilani .
Priya had already made reservations for Ram in the BITS guest house. She was not sure how he will manage in her one Bed room Quarters. So this was the best. Reality of living with Ram struck her . They had actually not discussed anything about it . She didn’t know what Ram wanted out of this marriage nor did she know what she wanted out of it.
They simply had married because others had wanted them to . but living has husband and wife was totally a different picture.. she was so not sure of how and what they were going to do.
She reached the admin desk , to pick the key of the Guest room when the Director and all other staff surrounded her to congratulate her on her wedding. Ram was taken into Director’s office, given a royal treatment because he was Mr Ram Kapoor. All the ladies staff where now questioning her about where they met how they fell in love, she was as truthful as possible. Of course leaving out the part why they were actually married. When somebody asked about that , before Priya could think of convenient lie another colleague of hers immediately stepped into gave a very very romantic notation to the whole incident. It was actually half right because she was always in love with Ram .. but he was never in love with her. Ram reappeared exactly at same time when Ms Reena was giving her version of the lovestory ..
Priya was embarrassed to say the least , she didn’t want him to assume that she gave them this story . But Ram saw her predicament said .. ladies .. if you will all excuse me, I need to take my wife back to our Quarters after all this our First night together. He put his hand out for her to hold, all the ladies, were left open mouthed and then together gushed their wishes.
Ram and Priya regally walked out , as soon as they reached outside away from everybody’s earshot. Priya Extracted her hand from Ram...
Mr Kapoor quarters.?? She asked
It seems, since your are married you are eligible for double bedroom quarters and since it was available they have immediately assigned it to you. Infact your Director has been overzealous and has already shifted all your things to your new quarters.
What ? But I told them only yesterday..
Yes you did, you seemed to have impressed your employer and management so much with your hard work that they been too helpful in accommodating us.. so we have no choice but to go there ..
But .. She started
Priya we have an audience, he said
Priya looked beyond Ram’s Shoulder she saw the whole faculty discreetly eyeing them from the reception area..
Oh god.. now what
Nothing let us go to your quarters the peon will be coming with our luggage. Now Walk .. and can you please hold my hand .
She tried not to show her reaction to his casual touch, the absurd little skip of her heart. Her smile was restrained, but when he smiled at her she felt a momentary warm fizz of pleasure
It started raining , they both ran the rest of the path to quarters. Door was held open for them by the peon ..
Madam aaj khana hum ne apka Hotel’s mangawa diya hai ... Doodh ko bhi ubal kar rakha hai . Ap chai pe lee jeyee tab thak , Khana ajayega.
Chayee tho mein Chai bana doon ap keliyee.
Nahi Ghanshyam, me karloogi. Thanks
No Problem madam, .. he said with a shy little smile. Left the quarters as fast as he could, as if he stayed one more minute a curse befall him
Priya showed Ram the quarters, she gave him the best room the upstairs room. Asked him to go ahead and change. Ram was about to say something but stopped himself just nodded and went in .
Priya changed went to the kitchen , to make some tea. She didn’t know how Ram took his tea, did he have it with milk or without it , sugar or without sugar... she actually knew nothing about him... her husband . There was nothing she could do about it now. She decided to make it like she always does.
After carrying the cup carefully up the stairs to the bedroom, Priya tapped on the door of Rams room, but there was no reply.
He must be still in the shower. Not wanting to encounter him emerging from the bathroom, she waited for a short while, and on hearing movement, tapped again.
Just a moment, his deep voice called, then seconds later he added, Okay.
She opened the door, stepped into the room and saw he was barefoot and had pulled on a pair of trousers, but the top fastening and belt hung undone, while a dry shirt lay on the navy-blue woven cotton covering the big bed beside him.
His torso was bare and he was rubbing a towel over his hair.
Priya stopped dead, struck anew by the male vitality that emanated from him. Ram in a suit was stunning. Ram only half-dressed was positively swoon-worthy.
The towel in his hand stilled; in fact his whole body froze for a millisecond, as if he were posing for a Greek statue”he certainly had the no physique for it but that didn’t stop her from looking at him.
Priya he said, his voice low and vibrant. He had turned on the light but a flicker of lightning whitened the window and briefly illuminated his face, his eyes reflecting fire. The thunder that followed was a menacing rumble, still far away.
One final swipe at his hair left it standing in spikes, and he dropped the towel about his shoulders and roughly combed his fingers through the damp strands
despite the insistence of his common sense, telling him to move back, to put more distance between them so he could no longer detect her perfume-a subtle blend of violet and Priya-if he moved farther back, he doubted he could stave off the urge to let his eyes feast on her figure, Every curve was full, ripe, alluring. And those legs-his imagination was already running riot, but he had a sneaking feeling the reality might prove even more interesting.
Even more arousing.
Yet remaining so close to her, within easy reach, wasn't any cure. Her lips, despite forming strict line , were temptation incarnate. They were not large, they were generous-not just feminine but womanly, their full curves promising all manner of sensual delights. And as for the teasing, provocative light in her eyes ... a burning urge gripped him, compelling him to raise his hand, frame her face and kiss her, taste her... like he did three night ago
And that is way lay madness. He wanted her to love him . He had wanted her in his life... and now that she was . He wanted her to stay that way . for the rest of their life . His past was still a secret which he had yet to tell her, but before he could reveal his past , he wanted Priya to be in love with him. Totally in love with him. Then may be ...may be his past would not affect her , Then maybe she would be able to forgive him and accept him with his sins
. The only thing going to help him make her fall in love with him was the magic that was between them. He would have to use all of it to win her love ... That was his plan .. that was his hope to gain his love
He Picked up his shirt slowly wore it , it did it as slowly as possible. He could see Priya was as affected by his presence as he was.
Thanks he said , taking cup of tea from her .
He sat on the bed, casually, sipped the tea .
Priya was still standing with another cup in hand..
Are you not sitting he asked her offering her the seat next to him in the bed. Priya chose the chair across the bed to be safe. It was safe .. for now.
Nice tea, he said
Thanks she replied. Ram she started , I wanted talk to you she said .
Sure , go ahead he said kept the tea cup down waited for her to continue
Priya the English professor was still hunting for words.. why did this man’s one look make her feel like bumbling idiot.
Yes? You wanted to tell me he asked reminding her
I just wanted talk about our marriage.. I know we married in bizarre circumstances. I also know you didn’t want marry me.. I understand.
What do you understand ?
That marriage was not in list priority.
True he agreed waited for her to continue
But it has happened... So right now what we can do is try to maintain our own life without interfering with each others, living our life as best as we think for ourself. So I wouldn’t be interfering in yours and you need not be bothered about what I do . You can leave tomorrow to Mumbai .. I will live here as usual..live separately together as simple as that.. then after decent number of years we ....
Sorry !! he interrupted
Sorry what she asked puzzled
No ....I don’t think it will work for me getting up from the bed walking towards her
Why she asked confused
Because Priya there is something between us , and I never felt anything like this before.Dont bother to deny it I can feel it every time you look at me . I don’t think I would like to give up on that . Yes .. I didn’t want marriage .. But I didn’t want marriage because I didn’t want a child.. I still don’t. And you ,..... he left it hanging not knowing how to put it without hurting her.
She stiffened at the unsaid words.
Sorry ....But I am okay, Priya .. I am truly am ... I had no hope of any relationship or marriage because of this .. But with you I don’t have to worry about it . So .. I want this relationship Priya... I want this relationship to work.
But Ram today you are telling me you don’t want it , but tomorrow you may want it then what ?
No Priya... I don’t want a child Priya.. it is just something I can’t do.
There was something in his voice which stopped her from questioning him further on the line . Then said.. Priya .. kept quiet for some time. Ram there is nothing in our relationship, I don’t know you nor you know me , we don’t even like each other, leave out love...
For a minute her words hurt.. but she continued.. yes we don’t know each other.. love is something to far off now.. I can’t talk about it . but I can tell you this attraction we have for each other .. it is something Priya .. I have never felt this way for anybody ... He looked at her.. Every time our eyes meet , every time our fingers touch you feel it Priya ... I know ... Every time I look at you I want you Priya. And You come apart in my arms Priya..
Something changed in Ram's eyes. For an instant, she thought the flames were back-before she could be sure, his gaze dropped from hers. She felt it sweep over her like a warm summer wind.
Her nerves tightened; excitement flickered across her skin
"I think," he drawled, his voice two tones lower, "we should start our marriage " We have something that some people don’t even know it exist in their life time Priya .. I know it is not the best way to start our marriage but something this good cant be bad also .. I know it will click. Our marriage.. we have already clicked at the most primitive way .. and the rest , time will take care ..His gaze slowly rose; reaching her face, it locked with hers. He stepped toward her.
Priya s eyes were huge; her expression, aghast-she was surprised at his suggestion, and off balance. Ram narrowed his eyes.
Give us a chance Priya .. give our marriage a chance . Give me a chance to prove it you,, that we two--- misfits can make the best marriage. I want a normal marriage Priya.. I want you I want to share my life with you . Please
She nodded.. how could she not
Thank you he said ... his eyes blazing with something that she was unable to define
Their eyes locked, black against the darkest, hottest black. Not a word was spoken, but as Ram leaned forward, slowly closing the distance between them, they both knew what was going to happen.
He was going to kiss her.
And she wasn't going to stop him
Ram stepped closer and pulled her up into his arm . The First touch of the lips Priya's eyes flew wide. One look into his revealed the danger. "Mr Kapoor-/"
That was all she got to say before his lips sealed hers.
Seared hers.
He proceeded to set her alight.
Priya tried to hold aloof, tried to hold firm, tried to maintain some degree of control... and failed on all counts. His lips were commanding, demanding. Ruthlessly, he captured her awareness and held it-appalled, aghast, excruciatingly awakened-totally focused on their kiss. On the hot melding of their lips, the searing sweep of his tongue, the heavy weight of his chest, his hips, pressed against her much softer flesh. The artful, evocative temptation he pressed on her held her captive, unable to think, unable to act-able only to feel.
The thought of physically struggling never entered Priya's head; hands gripping his upper arms, she tried to mentally pull back from the engagement, to regain some degree of equilibrium, only to discover her wits scattered, her senses reeling.
He immediately drew her back, into the maelstrom, with even more evocative kisses, with heat, and yet more heat, until she felt like she was fighting a losing battle against a wildfire out of control. Flames licked greedily, now here, now there-she doused one outbreak, only to see another flare.
Then he caught her, and she burned, kissing him back with the same heat, the same passion, the same wild and reckless urgency. The pressure of their lips, the wild tangle of their tongues, only heightened the physical need.
It was then that he finally set her down. Slid her down until her toes just touched the floor, his hard thigh parting, then wedging firmly between hers. She gasped; he drank the sound, then angled his head and deepened their kiss.
She melted-there was no other way to describe the sensation, the pure wave of hot desire that flooded her, liquefied her bones, pounded through her veins and pooled deep within her. His fingers firmed, kneaded, caressed-all too knowingly. She arched and offered herself up to them, to him, beyond thought, beyond reason, totally engrossed in the passion that burned so hotly between them. Locking her fingers in his hair, she pressed herself against him and thought she heard him groan. Releasing her breasts, he swept his hands down her body, over her hips, then closed both hands about her bottom and lifted her to him.
Priya couldn't believe the compulsion that battered her, the sheer, driving need to lift her long legs and wrap them about him. Her skirts defeated it, saved her from that too-revealing act, but she knew it in her bones-and so did he.
And it was that that saved her; as Ram slowly eased back from their kiss, soothed and dampened the fires, doused their burning flames, she knew that as truth. And any doubts she might have been inclined to develop were laid to rest when she opened her eyes-and stared into his, darkened and burning. His lips, wicked things, kicked up at the ends; he bent his head and brushed them lightly across hers, swollen and aching, in a final caress, then drew back and trapped her gaze.
One dark brow Priya, teasingly, tauntingly. "Just so we know where we stand."
The words reverberated through her; Priya managed not to gape. She knew precisely where she was standing at present. Across his thigh.
With another wicked glance, he stepped back-he steadied her when her legs quaked. For one long instant, Priya could do nothing but stare at him, trying to take it all in, trying to re-establish reality when her world had turned upside down.
He, of course, just watched her-like a very large jungle cat. Priya dragged in a deep breath. Her head still spun, but she didn't dare take her eyes from his. She'd very nearly offered him an invitation she had never offered any man. She couldn't take that in, could not believe it-could not understand the force that had warped her common sense and driven her to it. Before she could follow that thought to any logical conclusion, the knock on the door indicated that Dinner had arrived
Ram grinned-the very essence of male wickedness- and held out his hand. "Much as I'd rather have you instead of an insipid malai paneer , I suspect we'd better go get the dinner."
Priya sucked in a breath and drew herself up, but didn't take his hand. "yes."
She swung about and marched to the door.He was dangerous. She felt it in the air, a premonition that set her nerves quivering. He was dangerous in the way men like him were dangerous to ladies like her. She'd known it after he'd kissed her on the terrace; he'd now confirmed it beyond doubt.
How he now viewed her, she couldn't imagine-any more than she could guess what he might do next. ; the thought made her quiver even more.
A wayward thought wafted through her distracted mind; she stifled a disgusted snort. She had to be still distracted or she'd never have thought of it. Ram interested in her as a woman not as his lover; she was nowhere near perfect enough for him.
She didn't have a clue what he thought, but she knew what he wanted it . Itwas bluntly clear he wanted her but did he love her?. that she was not sure , but thoughts what he might do-to her, with her-next was making dizzy with desire
She opened the door. The whole university staff was standing at her door step with gift laden hands. Shouted SUPRISE !!!! ..They erupted into the hall. Peons and support staff got into action they fell over their toes in their rush to follow the Director ordered the clearing the hall and other bedroom for reception party. The next two hour was the essence of madness . gifts were given . Food packets were opened and served across the heads
Older Professors and their wife took every available seat around the house . thronged the hall , chatting and gossiping; Ram and Priya Smiled and greeted them, along with nods of approval ,Whispered comments abounded; Priya heard someone say, " They are striking couple. They' really look good together ."
Priya smiled. Music drifted through small JBl speakers it didn’t reach above the chatter of the guest . Ram eyed Priya she was trying to talk and answer everybody’s question . She wore simple churidhar her hair plaited in her usual style. She saw him looking at her . He signalled her come to him Priya excused herself. Ram led her to the arched door of the open kitchen . Taking her arm, he ducked his head and ran his lips along the edge of her earlobe. "Later," he murmured.
Priya shivered-and shot him a warning look.
Ram grinned, wolfishly, and headed towards the Biotech professor who had been trying hard to get his attention , who was interested in sounding his idea with Ram kapoor .
" Priya!" She turned to see Coordinator beckoning her. She returned and got once again engulfed in the sea of people who were at home
Soon the Guest started saying their good bye’ s, Support staff stayed back to help Priya and Ram put the house back in it shape.
As the last of the guest and support staff after them trotted away , Ram sighed. "That's over." He stood next to her seeing the guest fade into shadows of the night
.
Rain had stopped ,Moonlight bathed them, a shimmering silvery glow-the essence of magic. A deep silence held them, filled with the beat of their hearts and a breathless anticipation.
How long they stood, Priya couldn't have said; when Ram inched closer to her , she was far past breathless.
She looked up and saw the dark glow in his eyes; she reached up and traced the harsh line of one cheekbone. Then she stretched up-and lifted her lips to his as he bent his head to kiss her.
They kissed simply, sincerely, without barriers, limits or restraints, simply sinking into the other until there was only one. One sense, one heartbeat, one emotion, one longing.
Priya eventually drew back; she had to breathe. Eyes closed, she leaned her forehead against Ram's shoulder. "We should go to bed."
"Hmm-my thought exactly."
Ram turned her; his arm around her, her head on his shoulder,. They reached her room. Ram's arm tightened; inexorably, he led her on-toward his.
Priya blinked, suddenly wide awake. Her heart jerked to life, then raced. In a mental scramble, she replayed their last exchanges, the tenor of his reply ... "Ah-" She had to clear her throat. "I meant in separate beds."
"I know." Ram glanced down at her. "I meant in mine."
Priya looked into his eyes and read his intent clearly; he wasn't going to let her go this time. She felt the steel in the arm about her, the strength in the body prowling beside her. She dragged in a quick breath and forced her feet to stop. "Ram, I don't know-"
"I know-so why don't you do what you've always done?" He stopped and swung to face her; his gaze trapping hers, he drew her closer. "Just follow my lead-and let me teach you."
His head swooped and his lips found hers-no gentle kiss this time, but a searing, passion-laden incitement to madness. A soul-stirring challenge; as his lips moved on to trace fire down her throat, Priya realized what he was doing. "Good God!" she gasped. "You're seducing me!"
He chuckled, the sound wickedly evocative. "Am I succeeding?"
Yes-oh, yes! Priya bit her tongue and held back the admission, but she couldn't hold back a soft moan as his lips trailed lower, into the deep valley between her breasts, then over the exposed upper curves, .
"Priya." He breathed her name against her flushed skin. "Come spend with me ,come taste the magic.
How could she resist him? Priya discovered she couldn't, discovered that there did indeed exist a compulsion strong enough to sweep aside all caution, all sanity, strong enough to insist that this was not only right, but meant to be. The next thing she discovered was that, somehow, they'd crossed the threshold of Ram's room and now stood beside his four-poster bed. "This is madness," she murmured. Curling his fingers about her wrists, Ram drew her arms down. She would have resisted, but he gave her no choice; drawing her arms out and down, then lacing his fingers with hers, he stared, apparently mesmerized, at what he'd revealed.
Ram choked on a groan, then his eyes lifted to hers. "Sweet Priya-you're beautiful." He raised his hands and gently, tenderly touched her he backed her until her legs hit the bed. Priya was glad to feel it behind her; if her legs gave way, as they were threatening to do, at least she wouldn't hit the floor.
Eyes dark, Ram concentrated on what her dress revealed "You're beautiful, generous. And mine."
Priya gasped; she swayed-she would have crumpled in a heap if he hadn't caught her and lifted her against him. She clung to him, fingers sliding from his shoulders to twine frantically in his hair as he pressed wet kisses over her soft flesh. His mouth was so hot, she felt sure he was burning her, then his tongue rasped her nipple, and she nearly died.
She might even have screamed-she wasn't sure she could hear anything over the pounding of her own heartbeat, over the roar of savage desire. He feasted on her as if he were famished; she panted, squirmed and writhed in his arms.
The hand at her back shifted, pressing her more firmly against him, to trace, to tantalize, then to fondle far too knowingly. She arched in his arms, pressing her hips even more firmly to his .There was fire in her veins; he had set it there.
And then he was laying her across the big bed, on sheets cool to her fevered flesh. He drew her saree down, over her hips, down her long legs, flipping off her slippers as he went. She lost all the breath she still possessed when, sitting beside her, he surveyed her. His perusal started at her toes, traveled slowly upward, She should have been overcome with modesty; instead, freed by the fire in his eyes, she felt wanton, wild, abandoned-blissfully excited. She burned as he studied her . Then his gaze, heated and hot, swept upward, over her breasts, swollen and marked by his attentions, to her lips, parted and swollen, too.
The smile that curved his lips, the dark glint that tit his eyes, left her quivering.
Priya .. Iiii,,,,,,
His voice was deep, gravelly with desire. she blinked in surprise when he leaned over-and reached for her hair. He speared his fingers into the plaited tresses, then spread them, . He brushed them away, then fell to unravelling the plaited braids. She studied his face, the hard edge that desire had set to the already-angular planes. The tension that invested his whole frame, that held her fast in its grip, naked and quivering, wanting and waiting, held an excitement she'd never known, that she wanted to experience more than she wanted to breathe.
Finally freeing her hair, he tossed it about her head and shoulders, arranging it to frame her face. Gripped by an urgency she didn't understand, she slid one hand down to her garters.
Letting go of her hand, he sat up and started to undo the buttons on his shirt.
Fighting free of his cuffs, he abruptly stood and shrugged off the shirt. Rounding on Priya, he caught her hands and bore her back onto the bed. "I think," he said, trapping her beneath him, "it's time to start your classes."
"?" She squirmed beneath him, Ram gritted his teeth and used his full weight to subdue her. "If I have my way," he ground out, "it'll be an extended first lesson."
He could but try. He tried to kiss her again .
She had turned her head so she didn't have to look at his face. "I wish . . ." she began.
"What do you wish, Priya?"Ram asked. His heart thudded in his chest, somehow recognizing that its very fate hung in the balance.
"I wish ... I wish I could . . ." She choked on her words, but did say, "I wish I could be the woman you need," admitting her shortcomings in so vulnerable a position.
You are all that I want.. and ever need .. You are so beautiful Ram said forcing her to face him, kissing tears that were sliding down cheeks , He slowly held her chin kissed her long and hard, until he felt her soften beneath him.
He gave her what she wanted, experience and much more. With each caress more intimate than the last, he opened doors she hadn't imagined existed, showed her delights she was only just able to comprehend. He tasted, licked, probed and suckled; she threshed her head wildly, fingers clamped to his skull, her body in full flower, open and aching-and all his.
Dragging in a deep breath, her perfume sinking deep, wreathing through his mind, he shifted back and sat on the edge of the bed, replacing his lips and tongue with the fingers of one hand.
The kiss turned into a struggle for supremacy; they both lost when desire came out of nowhere and captured them both. Priya squirmed beneath him-not to get away, but to press herself closer. Ram drew back and gasped, "Wrap your legs about my hips."
She did, instantly-and he returned to ravage her mouth, wanting to be filling her there when he entered her below. She welcomed him in, sweet and hot in both places. He flexed his hips and sank into her, filling her, stretching her. Her breath caught; she arched beneath him. Ram drew back and thrust deep, through the slight resistance. She tensed, shocked, then, two heartbeats later, melted around him. They both lay still, savouring the moment, the glorious intimacy, the sensation of their hearts beating in time.
Priya moved first, compelled by some impulse she didn't know or understand. Ram responded immediately, giving her what she hadn't known she wanted, riding easily within her. The sensations that swirled through her were startling, riveting, totally addictive-she wanted to feel them again and again. Ram obliged, and she was now reaching a new landscape-one filled with warm waves of pleasure, lapping peaks of exquisite delight. They rode into it, at a steady gallop, escalating into urgency as the waves Priya higher and the peaks pierced the sun. Only it wasn't the sun; it was pure oblivion. He rode her right into it, into a maelstrom of sensations, emotions, and on into a vale of unutterable bliss.
Braced above her, Ram watched her face as she fractured about him, watched the tension ease and melt away, even as she melted beneath him. Her womb throbbed and contracted; instinctively, she tensed about him.
He gasped, closed his eyes and, filling her one last time, joined her in sweet oblivion.
She was lying there, asleep, her chest gently moving with the rhythm of her breaths. The moon was nearly full, and its light shone through the open windows. She looked perfect—everything he had ever wanted. For now this would be enough. Just to watch her as she slept he hugged her more tightly and slept .
Priya woke early, before the sun was up. She knew that from the deep peace that pervaded the university ; not even a tweeny was stirring. Eyes closed, she settled more comfortably, dreamily wondering why her pillow was so hard. A hair tickled her nose; cracking open her lids, she brushed at it-and woke up with a start.
Eyes wide, she surveyed her pillow-Ram's bare chest. Her mind, scrambling to attention, slowly filled in the rest-the long body lying intimately wrapped about hers, both naked beneath the covers. She couldn't even remember getting beneath the covers.
She could, however, remember the oblivion that had overtaken her-and what had led up to it.
Cheeks burning, she struggled to think-of where she now was, where she now stood-lay-with him. And discovered that, with his heart thudding in her ear and his hair-dusted limbs trapping hers, she couldn't formulate a single coherent thought.
Escape was imperative.
Very gently, she eased away from his chest, then, slowly and smoothly, lifted the hand that lay over her waist, and rolled away. Onto his other arm. He breathed in deeply; she froze, but when nothing happened, she edged her legs- for heaven's sake!-to the side of the bed, then lifted her shoulders from his arm and started to slide to safety-
Ram shifted in his mattress and felt for new wife anticipating pleasure pulling Priya into his arms .. and groped air. He opened his eyes the bed was empty.
He called out , his voice echoed in the empty house. He realised that the house was empty . He got up quickly dressed himself walked down the stairs , looking for her hopping that she was there . The house was indeed empty . He looked into kitchen except for a tray laden with his breakfast , and a note .. going to college ... Priya. Nobody was there
It was 9 o clock in the Sunday morning what was she doing in the college . He decided to wait for her to come back .He went back into his room, had shower.. then had the breakfast she made for him. Read the paper .. it was 10. 30 .. she still wasn’t back . He decided to go to the college and have a look . He entered the college . the college was deserted .. there was nobody except for Ghanshyam checking rooms.. He called him and asked where was Priya.. Ghanshyam said she was looking at records in the store room... Ram took the directions of the record room from him and found the record room . He entered the dust and moth filled room .
Ram saw her standing near the bookshelf .. And You .. you are here. I hunted for you all over the place where were you .
I had some work.. Priya answered
At 9 o clock in the morning that to on a Sunday .
An awkward silence descended, Priya glanced at him, “ well I have things to see to, so,,”
He stalked her before she could flee . She took several steps back and he followed ” until she was back was up against a book rack other side the wall. He place his hands on either side of her waist imprisoning her ..” why are you so afraid of me , Priya?”
What makes you think I am afraid of you ?
Because you avoid me from morning and the only way I can get close is lock you in the store room
I let you get pretty close to me last night Mr Kapoor
He suppressed an aroused growl and stared into her eyes “”I remember “’ he said in a low voice . I d really like a repeat of those events ... and it is Ram by the way
She swallowed hard. It was the only out ward sign of her discomfiture. She gazed up at him . I prefer Mr Kapoor , and last night It was alright , I suppose
All right ? He raised his eyebrow and tried to minimize the hit to his male ego... Just all right .. I have marks on my back, you screamed my name ... RAM and practically woke up the whole university
A light flush stole into cheeks . She looked away .. There is no need to embarrass me
Embarrass you,”’ He took her chin and tipped her gaze back up to his “ I told you last night and I will tell you again now, in or out of bed , you are the most magnificent creature I have laid eyes on , when I see you , you slay me with your beauty .. I want to make love to you again and again and again
Ram's lips found hers, gentle but demanding. With each touch, each flick of his tongue, she felt fluttering within her, tiny spasms of need that were building in pitch and frequency.
"Have I told you," he whispered, "how attracted I am of the corner of your mouth?"
"N-no," Priya said tremulously, amazed that he'd ever even once examined it.
"I adore it," he murmured, and then went to show her how. His teeth scraped along her lower lip until his tongue darted out and traced the curve of the corner of her mouth.
It tickled, and Priya felt her lips spreading into a wide, open-mouthed smile. "Stop," she giggled.
"Never," he vowed. He pulled back, cradling her face in his hands. "You have the most beautiful smile I've ever seen."
Priya initial reaction was to say, "Don't be silly,"
"Really." He dropped a kiss on her nose. "When you smile it takes up half your face."
"Ram!" she exclaimed. "That sounds horrible."
"It's enchanting."
"Distorted."
"Desirable."
She grimaced, but somehow she laughed at the same time. "Clearly, you have no knowledge of the standards of female beauty."
He arched a brow. "As pertains to you, my standards are the only ones that count any longer."
She laughed .. then stopped
But .. there was sudden uncertainty in her eyes. She looked up into his eyes.
What he asked sensing something was troubling her
Nothing I am just scared ... she didn’t complete it . she didn’t voice her worries she was scared that Ram will never love her Ram would leave her.. when he decided he wanted a children.... But .. yesterday was beautiful. .. She didn’t know how long this relationship would last without love, but she was happy that God gave her chance to love her Ram... what more could one ask, but the point was she wanted it all ... as long as she lived and more.
I know it is confusing Ram said resting his forehead against hers But I believe it was for better. I will always be there for you , just tell me Priya.. we are in this together.. we can take it slowly there is nothing to rush here. There is a whole life time ahead of us ... Ram cupped her cheek.. and brushed her hair on her forehead , then kissed it. He then pulled her gently into his arms. Held her tightly... She felt happiness flood her body worries leaving her, she felt cherished, she felt protected... she felt completed .. It just felt right !!!!
Author
Priya RamKumar
They are very intelligent.. if they come to know what we are up to they would counter our plans sooo.. we have to be quick and fast about it . Because this is RAM KAPOOR we are dealing with .. this is our last chance so let us finish it with a bang.
PART 11
They were married !! They actually got married.. That was the thought that ran parallelly in both their minds. Three days ago both of them never even thought that they would see each other after the wedding . But today they were in flight back to Delhi, together has Mr and Mrs Kapoor.
When they had announced their decision of getting married , Karthick insisted that they marry on the same day he marries. So Ram and Priya were left with no choice but to marry .
Priya had faltered through the ceremony , missing her cues and stuttering . she couldn’t belive she was actually marrying Ram. The one man who had capacity to enslave her by just a touch.
It didn’t help he looked wonderful yesterday . She had lost her breadth when she had first seen him. A fine linen shirt encased his shoulders. Top button one were open , leaving gap that she could see his hair sprinkled chest . His black suit covered his shirt , he didn’t wear sherwani,,, no he was just looked too dashing in the suit itself . The sherwani would have turned her into water puddle.
Ram fidgeted with seat belt of the airplane. He need something to do with his hands, otherwise he may touch her ... feel her.... He had been wanting to touch her from the time they were official married, but every time he went near her she would react like cat on skittle shy away from him .. He understood her nervousness.. but his heart didn’t not nor his body . His body seemed going out of control... he was having a hard time controlling his feeling .. Because he didn’t want to scare her away , with his amorous intentions. He wanted to her share this feeling with him, He didn’t want to force anything on her. But she did look beautiful yesterday. When she appeared, ram’s heart thrust up into his throat. She was beyond beautiful . She wore a slight bit of cosmetics, enough to make her black eyes deeper and larger, her cheeks to appear just flushed and her lips seem even more full and luscious than they already were
She had walked towards the Mandap with a smile plastered on her face which didnt reach her eyes. One day he vowed that he would make the smile reach her eyes when she looked at him and she would laugh with him
It was so unreal to believe that this was happening them. Since Priya had to go back to Pilani.. Ram agreed to accompany her. They had decided that they would be staying in Pilani for month till the time College closes for winter vacation. It was already decided that Priya would leave her job in Pilani and Join Mumbai University . Ram had already talked to the Vice chancellor for a position in m Mumbai.. In fact Vice chancellor to over eager in offering Priya a position in the University as a Professor. Ram said he would manage his business virtually anyway Vikram was there in Mumbai to take care also.
Solutions for every problem was found ,suspiciously life became too easy .. Flight landed in Delhi. Ram had already arranged for Car to pick up them up from Delhi airport and drive them to Pilani .
Priya had already made reservations for Ram in the BITS guest house. She was not sure how he will manage in her one Bed room Quarters. So this was the best. Reality of living with Ram struck her . They had actually not discussed anything about it . She didn’t know what Ram wanted out of this marriage nor did she know what she wanted out of it.
They simply had married because others had wanted them to . but living has husband and wife was totally a different picture.. she was so not sure of how and what they were going to do.
She reached the admin desk , to pick the key of the Guest room when the Director and all other staff surrounded her to congratulate her on her wedding. Ram was taken into Director’s office, given a royal treatment because he was Mr Ram Kapoor. All the ladies staff where now questioning her about where they met how they fell in love, she was as truthful as possible. Of course leaving out the part why they were actually married. When somebody asked about that , before Priya could think of convenient lie another colleague of hers immediately stepped into gave a very very romantic notation to the whole incident. It was actually half right because she was always in love with Ram .. but he was never in love with her. Ram reappeared exactly at same time when Ms Reena was giving her version of the lovestory ..
Priya was embarrassed to say the least , she didn’t want him to assume that she gave them this story . But Ram saw her predicament said .. ladies .. if you will all excuse me, I need to take my wife back to our Quarters after all this our First night together. He put his hand out for her to hold, all the ladies, were left open mouthed and then together gushed their wishes.
Ram and Priya regally walked out , as soon as they reached outside away from everybody’s earshot. Priya Extracted her hand from Ram...
Mr Kapoor quarters.?? She asked
It seems, since your are married you are eligible for double bedroom quarters and since it was available they have immediately assigned it to you. Infact your Director has been overzealous and has already shifted all your things to your new quarters.
What ? But I told them only yesterday..
Yes you did, you seemed to have impressed your employer and management so much with your hard work that they been too helpful in accommodating us.. so we have no choice but to go there ..
But .. She started
Priya we have an audience, he said
Priya looked beyond Ram’s Shoulder she saw the whole faculty discreetly eyeing them from the reception area..
Oh god.. now what
Nothing let us go to your quarters the peon will be coming with our luggage. Now Walk .. and can you please hold my hand .
She tried not to show her reaction to his casual touch, the absurd little skip of her heart. Her smile was restrained, but when he smiled at her she felt a momentary warm fizz of pleasure
It started raining , they both ran the rest of the path to quarters. Door was held open for them by the peon ..
Madam aaj khana hum ne apka Hotel’s mangawa diya hai ... Doodh ko bhi ubal kar rakha hai . Ap chai pe lee jeyee tab thak , Khana ajayega.
Chayee tho mein Chai bana doon ap keliyee.
Nahi Ghanshyam, me karloogi. Thanks
No Problem madam, .. he said with a shy little smile. Left the quarters as fast as he could, as if he stayed one more minute a curse befall him
Priya showed Ram the quarters, she gave him the best room the upstairs room. Asked him to go ahead and change. Ram was about to say something but stopped himself just nodded and went in .
Priya changed went to the kitchen , to make some tea. She didn’t know how Ram took his tea, did he have it with milk or without it , sugar or without sugar... she actually knew nothing about him... her husband . There was nothing she could do about it now. She decided to make it like she always does.
After carrying the cup carefully up the stairs to the bedroom, Priya tapped on the door of Rams room, but there was no reply.
He must be still in the shower. Not wanting to encounter him emerging from the bathroom, she waited for a short while, and on hearing movement, tapped again.
Just a moment, his deep voice called, then seconds later he added, Okay.
She opened the door, stepped into the room and saw he was barefoot and had pulled on a pair of trousers, but the top fastening and belt hung undone, while a dry shirt lay on the navy-blue woven cotton covering the big bed beside him.
His torso was bare and he was rubbing a towel over his hair.
Priya stopped dead, struck anew by the male vitality that emanated from him. Ram in a suit was stunning. Ram only half-dressed was positively swoon-worthy.
The towel in his hand stilled; in fact his whole body froze for a millisecond, as if he were posing for a Greek statue”he certainly had the no physique for it but that didn’t stop her from looking at him.
Priya he said, his voice low and vibrant. He had turned on the light but a flicker of lightning whitened the window and briefly illuminated his face, his eyes reflecting fire. The thunder that followed was a menacing rumble, still far away.
One final swipe at his hair left it standing in spikes, and he dropped the towel about his shoulders and roughly combed his fingers through the damp strands
despite the insistence of his common sense, telling him to move back, to put more distance between them so he could no longer detect her perfume-a subtle blend of violet and Priya-if he moved farther back, he doubted he could stave off the urge to let his eyes feast on her figure, Every curve was full, ripe, alluring. And those legs-his imagination was already running riot, but he had a sneaking feeling the reality might prove even more interesting.
Even more arousing.
Yet remaining so close to her, within easy reach, wasn't any cure. Her lips, despite forming strict line , were temptation incarnate. They were not large, they were generous-not just feminine but womanly, their full curves promising all manner of sensual delights. And as for the teasing, provocative light in her eyes ... a burning urge gripped him, compelling him to raise his hand, frame her face and kiss her, taste her... like he did three night ago
And that is way lay madness. He wanted her to love him . He had wanted her in his life... and now that she was . He wanted her to stay that way . for the rest of their life . His past was still a secret which he had yet to tell her, but before he could reveal his past , he wanted Priya to be in love with him. Totally in love with him. Then may be ...may be his past would not affect her , Then maybe she would be able to forgive him and accept him with his sins
. The only thing going to help him make her fall in love with him was the magic that was between them. He would have to use all of it to win her love ... That was his plan .. that was his hope to gain his love
He Picked up his shirt slowly wore it , it did it as slowly as possible. He could see Priya was as affected by his presence as he was.
Thanks he said , taking cup of tea from her .
He sat on the bed, casually, sipped the tea .
Priya was still standing with another cup in hand..
Are you not sitting he asked her offering her the seat next to him in the bed. Priya chose the chair across the bed to be safe. It was safe .. for now.
Nice tea, he said
Thanks she replied. Ram she started , I wanted talk to you she said .
Sure , go ahead he said kept the tea cup down waited for her to continue
Priya the English professor was still hunting for words.. why did this man’s one look make her feel like bumbling idiot.
Yes? You wanted to tell me he asked reminding her
I just wanted talk about our marriage.. I know we married in bizarre circumstances. I also know you didn’t want marry me.. I understand.
What do you understand ?
That marriage was not in list priority.
True he agreed waited for her to continue
But it has happened... So right now what we can do is try to maintain our own life without interfering with each others, living our life as best as we think for ourself. So I wouldn’t be interfering in yours and you need not be bothered about what I do . You can leave tomorrow to Mumbai .. I will live here as usual..live separately together as simple as that.. then after decent number of years we ....
Sorry !! he interrupted
Sorry what she asked puzzled
No ....I don’t think it will work for me getting up from the bed walking towards her
Why she asked confused
Because Priya there is something between us , and I never felt anything like this before.Dont bother to deny it I can feel it every time you look at me . I don’t think I would like to give up on that . Yes .. I didn’t want marriage .. But I didn’t want marriage because I didn’t want a child.. I still don’t. And you ,..... he left it hanging not knowing how to put it without hurting her.
She stiffened at the unsaid words.
Sorry ....But I am okay, Priya .. I am truly am ... I had no hope of any relationship or marriage because of this .. But with you I don’t have to worry about it . So .. I want this relationship Priya... I want this relationship to work.
But Ram today you are telling me you don’t want it , but tomorrow you may want it then what ?
No Priya... I don’t want a child Priya.. it is just something I can’t do.
There was something in his voice which stopped her from questioning him further on the line . Then said.. Priya .. kept quiet for some time. Ram there is nothing in our relationship, I don’t know you nor you know me , we don’t even like each other, leave out love...
For a minute her words hurt.. but she continued.. yes we don’t know each other.. love is something to far off now.. I can’t talk about it . but I can tell you this attraction we have for each other .. it is something Priya .. I have never felt this way for anybody ... He looked at her.. Every time our eyes meet , every time our fingers touch you feel it Priya ... I know ... Every time I look at you I want you Priya. And You come apart in my arms Priya..
Something changed in Ram's eyes. For an instant, she thought the flames were back-before she could be sure, his gaze dropped from hers. She felt it sweep over her like a warm summer wind.
Her nerves tightened; excitement flickered across her skin
"I think," he drawled, his voice two tones lower, "we should start our marriage " We have something that some people don’t even know it exist in their life time Priya .. I know it is not the best way to start our marriage but something this good cant be bad also .. I know it will click. Our marriage.. we have already clicked at the most primitive way .. and the rest , time will take care ..His gaze slowly rose; reaching her face, it locked with hers. He stepped toward her.
Priya s eyes were huge; her expression, aghast-she was surprised at his suggestion, and off balance. Ram narrowed his eyes.
Give us a chance Priya .. give our marriage a chance . Give me a chance to prove it you,, that we two--- misfits can make the best marriage. I want a normal marriage Priya.. I want you I want to share my life with you . Please
She nodded.. how could she not
Thank you he said ... his eyes blazing with something that she was unable to define
Their eyes locked, black against the darkest, hottest black. Not a word was spoken, but as Ram leaned forward, slowly closing the distance between them, they both knew what was going to happen.
He was going to kiss her.
And she wasn't going to stop him
Ram stepped closer and pulled her up into his arm . The First touch of the lips Priya's eyes flew wide. One look into his revealed the danger. "Mr Kapoor-/"
That was all she got to say before his lips sealed hers.
Seared hers.
He proceeded to set her alight.
Priya tried to hold aloof, tried to hold firm, tried to maintain some degree of control... and failed on all counts. His lips were commanding, demanding. Ruthlessly, he captured her awareness and held it-appalled, aghast, excruciatingly awakened-totally focused on their kiss. On the hot melding of their lips, the searing sweep of his tongue, the heavy weight of his chest, his hips, pressed against her much softer flesh. The artful, evocative temptation he pressed on her held her captive, unable to think, unable to act-able only to feel.
The thought of physically struggling never entered Priya's head; hands gripping his upper arms, she tried to mentally pull back from the engagement, to regain some degree of equilibrium, only to discover her wits scattered, her senses reeling.
He immediately drew her back, into the maelstrom, with even more evocative kisses, with heat, and yet more heat, until she felt like she was fighting a losing battle against a wildfire out of control. Flames licked greedily, now here, now there-she doused one outbreak, only to see another flare.
Then he caught her, and she burned, kissing him back with the same heat, the same passion, the same wild and reckless urgency. The pressure of their lips, the wild tangle of their tongues, only heightened the physical need.
It was then that he finally set her down. Slid her down until her toes just touched the floor, his hard thigh parting, then wedging firmly between hers. She gasped; he drank the sound, then angled his head and deepened their kiss.
She melted-there was no other way to describe the sensation, the pure wave of hot desire that flooded her, liquefied her bones, pounded through her veins and pooled deep within her. His fingers firmed, kneaded, caressed-all too knowingly. She arched and offered herself up to them, to him, beyond thought, beyond reason, totally engrossed in the passion that burned so hotly between them. Locking her fingers in his hair, she pressed herself against him and thought she heard him groan. Releasing her breasts, he swept his hands down her body, over her hips, then closed both hands about her bottom and lifted her to him.
Priya couldn't believe the compulsion that battered her, the sheer, driving need to lift her long legs and wrap them about him. Her skirts defeated it, saved her from that too-revealing act, but she knew it in her bones-and so did he.
And it was that that saved her; as Ram slowly eased back from their kiss, soothed and dampened the fires, doused their burning flames, she knew that as truth. And any doubts she might have been inclined to develop were laid to rest when she opened her eyes-and stared into his, darkened and burning. His lips, wicked things, kicked up at the ends; he bent his head and brushed them lightly across hers, swollen and aching, in a final caress, then drew back and trapped her gaze.
One dark brow Priya, teasingly, tauntingly. "Just so we know where we stand."
The words reverberated through her; Priya managed not to gape. She knew precisely where she was standing at present. Across his thigh.
With another wicked glance, he stepped back-he steadied her when her legs quaked. For one long instant, Priya could do nothing but stare at him, trying to take it all in, trying to re-establish reality when her world had turned upside down.
He, of course, just watched her-like a very large jungle cat. Priya dragged in a deep breath. Her head still spun, but she didn't dare take her eyes from his. She'd very nearly offered him an invitation she had never offered any man. She couldn't take that in, could not believe it-could not understand the force that had warped her common sense and driven her to it. Before she could follow that thought to any logical conclusion, the knock on the door indicated that Dinner had arrived
Ram grinned-the very essence of male wickedness- and held out his hand. "Much as I'd rather have you instead of an insipid malai paneer , I suspect we'd better go get the dinner."
Priya sucked in a breath and drew herself up, but didn't take his hand. "yes."
She swung about and marched to the door.He was dangerous. She felt it in the air, a premonition that set her nerves quivering. He was dangerous in the way men like him were dangerous to ladies like her. She'd known it after he'd kissed her on the terrace; he'd now confirmed it beyond doubt.
How he now viewed her, she couldn't imagine-any more than she could guess what he might do next. ; the thought made her quiver even more.
A wayward thought wafted through her distracted mind; she stifled a disgusted snort. She had to be still distracted or she'd never have thought of it. Ram interested in her as a woman not as his lover; she was nowhere near perfect enough for him.
She didn't have a clue what he thought, but she knew what he wanted it . Itwas bluntly clear he wanted her but did he love her?. that she was not sure , but thoughts what he might do-to her, with her-next was making dizzy with desire
She opened the door. The whole university staff was standing at her door step with gift laden hands. Shouted SUPRISE !!!! ..They erupted into the hall. Peons and support staff got into action they fell over their toes in their rush to follow the Director ordered the clearing the hall and other bedroom for reception party. The next two hour was the essence of madness . gifts were given . Food packets were opened and served across the heads
Older Professors and their wife took every available seat around the house . thronged the hall , chatting and gossiping; Ram and Priya Smiled and greeted them, along with nods of approval ,Whispered comments abounded; Priya heard someone say, " They are striking couple. They' really look good together ."
Priya smiled. Music drifted through small JBl speakers it didn’t reach above the chatter of the guest . Ram eyed Priya she was trying to talk and answer everybody’s question . She wore simple churidhar her hair plaited in her usual style. She saw him looking at her . He signalled her come to him Priya excused herself. Ram led her to the arched door of the open kitchen . Taking her arm, he ducked his head and ran his lips along the edge of her earlobe. "Later," he murmured.
Priya shivered-and shot him a warning look.
Ram grinned, wolfishly, and headed towards the Biotech professor who had been trying hard to get his attention , who was interested in sounding his idea with Ram kapoor .
" Priya!" She turned to see Coordinator beckoning her. She returned and got once again engulfed in the sea of people who were at home
Soon the Guest started saying their good bye’ s, Support staff stayed back to help Priya and Ram put the house back in it shape.
As the last of the guest and support staff after them trotted away , Ram sighed. "That's over." He stood next to her seeing the guest fade into shadows of the night
.
Rain had stopped ,Moonlight bathed them, a shimmering silvery glow-the essence of magic. A deep silence held them, filled with the beat of their hearts and a breathless anticipation.
How long they stood, Priya couldn't have said; when Ram inched closer to her , she was far past breathless.
She looked up and saw the dark glow in his eyes; she reached up and traced the harsh line of one cheekbone. Then she stretched up-and lifted her lips to his as he bent his head to kiss her.
They kissed simply, sincerely, without barriers, limits or restraints, simply sinking into the other until there was only one. One sense, one heartbeat, one emotion, one longing.
Priya eventually drew back; she had to breathe. Eyes closed, she leaned her forehead against Ram's shoulder. "We should go to bed."
"Hmm-my thought exactly."
Ram turned her; his arm around her, her head on his shoulder,. They reached her room. Ram's arm tightened; inexorably, he led her on-toward his.
Priya blinked, suddenly wide awake. Her heart jerked to life, then raced. In a mental scramble, she replayed their last exchanges, the tenor of his reply ... "Ah-" She had to clear her throat. "I meant in separate beds."
"I know." Ram glanced down at her. "I meant in mine."
Priya looked into his eyes and read his intent clearly; he wasn't going to let her go this time. She felt the steel in the arm about her, the strength in the body prowling beside her. She dragged in a quick breath and forced her feet to stop. "Ram, I don't know-"
"I know-so why don't you do what you've always done?" He stopped and swung to face her; his gaze trapping hers, he drew her closer. "Just follow my lead-and let me teach you."
His head swooped and his lips found hers-no gentle kiss this time, but a searing, passion-laden incitement to madness. A soul-stirring challenge; as his lips moved on to trace fire down her throat, Priya realized what he was doing. "Good God!" she gasped. "You're seducing me!"
He chuckled, the sound wickedly evocative. "Am I succeeding?"
Yes-oh, yes! Priya bit her tongue and held back the admission, but she couldn't hold back a soft moan as his lips trailed lower, into the deep valley between her breasts, then over the exposed upper curves, .
"Priya." He breathed her name against her flushed skin. "Come spend with me ,come taste the magic.
How could she resist him? Priya discovered she couldn't, discovered that there did indeed exist a compulsion strong enough to sweep aside all caution, all sanity, strong enough to insist that this was not only right, but meant to be. The next thing she discovered was that, somehow, they'd crossed the threshold of Ram's room and now stood beside his four-poster bed. "This is madness," she murmured. Curling his fingers about her wrists, Ram drew her arms down. She would have resisted, but he gave her no choice; drawing her arms out and down, then lacing his fingers with hers, he stared, apparently mesmerized, at what he'd revealed.
Ram choked on a groan, then his eyes lifted to hers. "Sweet Priya-you're beautiful." He raised his hands and gently, tenderly touched her he backed her until her legs hit the bed. Priya was glad to feel it behind her; if her legs gave way, as they were threatening to do, at least she wouldn't hit the floor.
Eyes dark, Ram concentrated on what her dress revealed "You're beautiful, generous. And mine."
Priya gasped; she swayed-she would have crumpled in a heap if he hadn't caught her and lifted her against him. She clung to him, fingers sliding from his shoulders to twine frantically in his hair as he pressed wet kisses over her soft flesh. His mouth was so hot, she felt sure he was burning her, then his tongue rasped her nipple, and she nearly died.
She might even have screamed-she wasn't sure she could hear anything over the pounding of her own heartbeat, over the roar of savage desire. He feasted on her as if he were famished; she panted, squirmed and writhed in his arms.
The hand at her back shifted, pressing her more firmly against him, to trace, to tantalize, then to fondle far too knowingly. She arched in his arms, pressing her hips even more firmly to his .There was fire in her veins; he had set it there.
And then he was laying her across the big bed, on sheets cool to her fevered flesh. He drew her saree down, over her hips, down her long legs, flipping off her slippers as he went. She lost all the breath she still possessed when, sitting beside her, he surveyed her. His perusal started at her toes, traveled slowly upward, She should have been overcome with modesty; instead, freed by the fire in his eyes, she felt wanton, wild, abandoned-blissfully excited. She burned as he studied her . Then his gaze, heated and hot, swept upward, over her breasts, swollen and marked by his attentions, to her lips, parted and swollen, too.
The smile that curved his lips, the dark glint that tit his eyes, left her quivering.
Priya .. Iiii,,,,,,
His voice was deep, gravelly with desire. she blinked in surprise when he leaned over-and reached for her hair. He speared his fingers into the plaited tresses, then spread them, . He brushed them away, then fell to unravelling the plaited braids. She studied his face, the hard edge that desire had set to the already-angular planes. The tension that invested his whole frame, that held her fast in its grip, naked and quivering, wanting and waiting, held an excitement she'd never known, that she wanted to experience more than she wanted to breathe.
Finally freeing her hair, he tossed it about her head and shoulders, arranging it to frame her face. Gripped by an urgency she didn't understand, she slid one hand down to her garters.
Letting go of her hand, he sat up and started to undo the buttons on his shirt.
Fighting free of his cuffs, he abruptly stood and shrugged off the shirt. Rounding on Priya, he caught her hands and bore her back onto the bed. "I think," he said, trapping her beneath him, "it's time to start your classes."
"?" She squirmed beneath him, Ram gritted his teeth and used his full weight to subdue her. "If I have my way," he ground out, "it'll be an extended first lesson."
He could but try. He tried to kiss her again .
She had turned her head so she didn't have to look at his face. "I wish . . ." she began.
"What do you wish, Priya?"Ram asked. His heart thudded in his chest, somehow recognizing that its very fate hung in the balance.
"I wish ... I wish I could . . ." She choked on her words, but did say, "I wish I could be the woman you need," admitting her shortcomings in so vulnerable a position.
You are all that I want.. and ever need .. You are so beautiful Ram said forcing her to face him, kissing tears that were sliding down cheeks , He slowly held her chin kissed her long and hard, until he felt her soften beneath him.
He gave her what she wanted, experience and much more. With each caress more intimate than the last, he opened doors she hadn't imagined existed, showed her delights she was only just able to comprehend. He tasted, licked, probed and suckled; she threshed her head wildly, fingers clamped to his skull, her body in full flower, open and aching-and all his.
Dragging in a deep breath, her perfume sinking deep, wreathing through his mind, he shifted back and sat on the edge of the bed, replacing his lips and tongue with the fingers of one hand.
The kiss turned into a struggle for supremacy; they both lost when desire came out of nowhere and captured them both. Priya squirmed beneath him-not to get away, but to press herself closer. Ram drew back and gasped, "Wrap your legs about my hips."
She did, instantly-and he returned to ravage her mouth, wanting to be filling her there when he entered her below. She welcomed him in, sweet and hot in both places. He flexed his hips and sank into her, filling her, stretching her. Her breath caught; she arched beneath him. Ram drew back and thrust deep, through the slight resistance. She tensed, shocked, then, two heartbeats later, melted around him. They both lay still, savouring the moment, the glorious intimacy, the sensation of their hearts beating in time.
Priya moved first, compelled by some impulse she didn't know or understand. Ram responded immediately, giving her what she hadn't known she wanted, riding easily within her. The sensations that swirled through her were startling, riveting, totally addictive-she wanted to feel them again and again. Ram obliged, and she was now reaching a new landscape-one filled with warm waves of pleasure, lapping peaks of exquisite delight. They rode into it, at a steady gallop, escalating into urgency as the waves Priya higher and the peaks pierced the sun. Only it wasn't the sun; it was pure oblivion. He rode her right into it, into a maelstrom of sensations, emotions, and on into a vale of unutterable bliss.
Braced above her, Ram watched her face as she fractured about him, watched the tension ease and melt away, even as she melted beneath him. Her womb throbbed and contracted; instinctively, she tensed about him.
He gasped, closed his eyes and, filling her one last time, joined her in sweet oblivion.
She was lying there, asleep, her chest gently moving with the rhythm of her breaths. The moon was nearly full, and its light shone through the open windows. She looked perfect—everything he had ever wanted. For now this would be enough. Just to watch her as she slept he hugged her more tightly and slept .
Priya woke early, before the sun was up. She knew that from the deep peace that pervaded the university ; not even a tweeny was stirring. Eyes closed, she settled more comfortably, dreamily wondering why her pillow was so hard. A hair tickled her nose; cracking open her lids, she brushed at it-and woke up with a start.
Eyes wide, she surveyed her pillow-Ram's bare chest. Her mind, scrambling to attention, slowly filled in the rest-the long body lying intimately wrapped about hers, both naked beneath the covers. She couldn't even remember getting beneath the covers.
She could, however, remember the oblivion that had overtaken her-and what had led up to it.
Cheeks burning, she struggled to think-of where she now was, where she now stood-lay-with him. And discovered that, with his heart thudding in her ear and his hair-dusted limbs trapping hers, she couldn't formulate a single coherent thought.
Escape was imperative.
Very gently, she eased away from his chest, then, slowly and smoothly, lifted the hand that lay over her waist, and rolled away. Onto his other arm. He breathed in deeply; she froze, but when nothing happened, she edged her legs- for heaven's sake!-to the side of the bed, then lifted her shoulders from his arm and started to slide to safety-
Ram shifted in his mattress and felt for new wife anticipating pleasure pulling Priya into his arms .. and groped air. He opened his eyes the bed was empty.
He called out , his voice echoed in the empty house. He realised that the house was empty . He got up quickly dressed himself walked down the stairs , looking for her hopping that she was there . The house was indeed empty . He looked into kitchen except for a tray laden with his breakfast , and a note .. going to college ... Priya. Nobody was there
It was 9 o clock in the Sunday morning what was she doing in the college . He decided to wait for her to come back .He went back into his room, had shower.. then had the breakfast she made for him. Read the paper .. it was 10. 30 .. she still wasn’t back . He decided to go to the college and have a look . He entered the college . the college was deserted .. there was nobody except for Ghanshyam checking rooms.. He called him and asked where was Priya.. Ghanshyam said she was looking at records in the store room... Ram took the directions of the record room from him and found the record room . He entered the dust and moth filled room .
Ram saw her standing near the bookshelf .. And You .. you are here. I hunted for you all over the place where were you .
I had some work.. Priya answered
At 9 o clock in the morning that to on a Sunday .
An awkward silence descended, Priya glanced at him, “ well I have things to see to, so,,”
He stalked her before she could flee . She took several steps back and he followed ” until she was back was up against a book rack other side the wall. He place his hands on either side of her waist imprisoning her ..” why are you so afraid of me , Priya?”
What makes you think I am afraid of you ?
Because you avoid me from morning and the only way I can get close is lock you in the store room
I let you get pretty close to me last night Mr Kapoor
He suppressed an aroused growl and stared into her eyes “”I remember “’ he said in a low voice . I d really like a repeat of those events ... and it is Ram by the way
She swallowed hard. It was the only out ward sign of her discomfiture. She gazed up at him . I prefer Mr Kapoor , and last night It was alright , I suppose
All right ? He raised his eyebrow and tried to minimize the hit to his male ego... Just all right .. I have marks on my back, you screamed my name ... RAM and practically woke up the whole university
A light flush stole into cheeks . She looked away .. There is no need to embarrass me
Embarrass you,”’ He took her chin and tipped her gaze back up to his “ I told you last night and I will tell you again now, in or out of bed , you are the most magnificent creature I have laid eyes on , when I see you , you slay me with your beauty .. I want to make love to you again and again and again
Ram's lips found hers, gentle but demanding. With each touch, each flick of his tongue, she felt fluttering within her, tiny spasms of need that were building in pitch and frequency.
"Have I told you," he whispered, "how attracted I am of the corner of your mouth?"
"N-no," Priya said tremulously, amazed that he'd ever even once examined it.
"I adore it," he murmured, and then went to show her how. His teeth scraped along her lower lip until his tongue darted out and traced the curve of the corner of her mouth.
It tickled, and Priya felt her lips spreading into a wide, open-mouthed smile. "Stop," she giggled.
"Never," he vowed. He pulled back, cradling her face in his hands. "You have the most beautiful smile I've ever seen."
Priya initial reaction was to say, "Don't be silly,"
"Really." He dropped a kiss on her nose. "When you smile it takes up half your face."
"Ram!" she exclaimed. "That sounds horrible."
"It's enchanting."
"Distorted."
"Desirable."
She grimaced, but somehow she laughed at the same time. "Clearly, you have no knowledge of the standards of female beauty."
He arched a brow. "As pertains to you, my standards are the only ones that count any longer."
She laughed .. then stopped
But .. there was sudden uncertainty in her eyes. She looked up into his eyes.
What he asked sensing something was troubling her
Nothing I am just scared ... she didn’t complete it . she didn’t voice her worries she was scared that Ram will never love her Ram would leave her.. when he decided he wanted a children.... But .. yesterday was beautiful. .. She didn’t know how long this relationship would last without love, but she was happy that God gave her chance to love her Ram... what more could one ask, but the point was she wanted it all ... as long as she lived and more.
I know it is confusing Ram said resting his forehead against hers But I believe it was for better. I will always be there for you , just tell me Priya.. we are in this together.. we can take it slowly there is nothing to rush here. There is a whole life time ahead of us ... Ram cupped her cheek.. and brushed her hair on her forehead , then kissed it. He then pulled her gently into his arms. Held her tightly... She felt happiness flood her body worries leaving her, she felt cherished, she felt protected... she felt completed .. It just felt right !!!!
Author
Priya RamKumar
4 comments:
Thanks for the long update
Wow..What an update.. I can't believe how it can be expressed sooooooooo beautifully.. loved it priya ji
very nice update
pls continue soon
OMG unexpected update....I Just dont have the words to describe this update...and just want to say Thankyou soooooo muchhhh Aman for writting this utterly beautiful Story :)
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