BALH Paanch Saal Baad Part 111

Part 111


“Priya if you are ready, we can visit the near by market to sort out the mess.” Ram said to his wife while putting his wrist watch.

“No.” Priya said walking into the room in a champagne pink saree. The subtle touch of make up and her dark deep eyes along with her hairs cascading down till her shoulders made her more impulsive. Ram's eyes consumed her beauty while she moved from one place to other in the room collecting her essentials. “I am ready!” her voice pulled Ram out of the spell.

“Hmm. But are you sure you are comfortable in those night suits?” Ram asked raising his eyebrows.

“Why are you looking at me like that? I know I was not comfortable in that, but...” She looked up to find Ram looking deeply into her eyes. Their gaze meet in a intense eye lock, preventing both of them to speak further.  Hello! Mr. Kapoor.” It took three attempts for Priya to break his trance. “What you were thinking?”

“Nothing.” Ram quickly nodded his head trying to smile back. “I thought that you were and still are uncomfortable with those pieces. That's why I offered to help.” Suddenly he felt he was missing something and pushing himself to elsewhere. Is it? He glanced a quick question inside his head and before he could correct himself, he knew that the damage was made. Priya's eyes stopped to nowhere. How could one be so dumb? It can only be you Ram Kapoor he cursed himself for the stupidity. “Priya.. wo main..”

“I am hungry. Can we leave for where we were scheduled for?” her curt reply bruised his heart. Before he could register his apologies and tender regrets his wife marched out of the room, projecting her anguish on the door.

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Few kilometres away from the hotel and half an hour drive Main Bazar was there. As suggested by the Manager, Ram decided to take Priya there when she showed interest in buying some shawls, otherwise he would have never head to the market anytime sooner. While driving he juggled between road and her. Not even for a while, her eyes looked to her husband. She adored and smiled while the beauty outside panned across when the car moved towards its destination.

“Priya wait!” Ram took few quick steps to match Priya's pace. “Priya I am sorry for the morning.  I mean to say.. i..” he looked down with a sigh staring to the grass beneath.

“Don't worry Mr. Kapoor. I will pick up two night dresses first then any other shopping. My target shop is that one.” She pointed to a garment store which stood right in front of them. Priya walked to it after smiling ear to ear to her husband.

Penance etched all over his face. He let out a sigh of grief and looked around himself to get an account of the place. While doing that his eyes stopped at one place particularly. Grinning wildly he walked towards the shop.

~~

Everything was at its place. The Ram Kapoor, personally checked everything umpteenth time. He lied to Priya to have a talk with the manager about a private car which he wants to take in hire for rest of their stay even for a visit to Coonoor. He checked the ice bucket and smiled looking at the flutes and the champagne bottle placed inside the bucket. The decor was no where near to Neha and Vikram’s idea that they implemented on the marriage night. Priya loved roses and he hated. But anything for his loving wife. The heart shaped balloons were muffled with rose petals, the borderline of the table decorated with the white and red roses placed alternately. Chimes made with pink and red roses adored the room. For a final time he looked back to the room and smiled. Pulling out the box from his pocket he smiled anticipating the night together.

Closing the door behind, he carefully put the key into the other pocket of the jacket and strode towards his room. He knocked for few times but when she denied an entry, Ram called in her mobile. She picked up the call in two rings.

“Where are you Priya?”

“In the garden. Why am I not allowed to do so? Sorry I didn’t know.” Priya replied curtly.

“When...” Ram heard the line to go dead on the other side. With a sigh of stress he paced up to reach the garden.

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At the furthest corner he found Priya sitting quietly on a bench. With her eyes closed tight she leaned to the rest of the bench. “Hi.” Greeting he sat by her. “I thought you were having a stroll.”

“That is the problem with you. You think a lot.” This time not only curt but her reply was loud enough to attract few eyeballs towards them.

“Priya.” He managed a nervous smile to calm her anguish. “People are looking at us.” He whispered.

“Why are you whispering? Did you whisper to your wife also?”

“What is this yaar?” Ram jolted a little when she used the word wife separately.

“Why? What should I say to you then? You thought I am interested in speaking to you and you came waving a hi and with a broad smile.” Priya looked really angry. “Really? What you guys think of yourself. Your mood is mood our is what? A cigarette butt to be smashed under your powerful feet.”

“Why are you making a scene? You want to shout at me, okay. As you wish but inside the room. Please.” Ram pleaded mercy this time, folding his hands in front.

“Again... imposing thoughts. That’s what you are capable of.” She sighed angrily.

“Ma'am.” A young male voice interrupted. “Is there any problem?” A man in his early twenties peeped into. “Is this gentleman bothering you?” he asked again.

“Oh... hoo.” Ram looked laughing pretty nervously. “I am her husband.”

“So what if you are her husband?” the man said charging back. “That doesn't mean you have got license to force.”

“When did I force her? Don't intrude young man.” Ram's tone changed this time. He warned him clearly. Knowing that the man became more adamant and pulled out his phone. “It is clear you are harassing her. Who so ever you are now you will get a taste of your deeds!”

“Excuse me Mister.” Priya spoke this time. “There is absolutely no issue. He is my husband and we are used to this banter. But it's good to see people like you still exists. Thank you but trust me Sir, I am perfectly fine, rather I got startled because he left me alone for a while. We are used to it.” She smiled sweetly.

“Sorry Ma'am. Sir.” He bent down a little and introduced himself to the Kapoors and walked away after a little casual conversation.

“Thank You Ma'am. I thought you will stop after I would have landed to Police Station.” Ram wiped out the sweat from his forehead.

“I haven't stopped yet.” Priya stood up. “I saved you because you are pretty old for police baton.”

“What do you mean?” Ram stood up.

“What you heard and imagined!”

“That I am old.”

“Yes. Pretty old.” She smiled. “For which you can't even see your wife in laces.” She whispered and started walking away. Ram looked around and found few eyes still hovering over them. He kept calm till they reached the elevator.

“I am getting dinner in room.” Priya pressed for the desired floor. Ram didn't respond. He had his own plan. Surprising his wife he pressed the key indicating a floor below theirs. “What is there in that floor?” she asked but got no reply.

The elevator stopped and its door parted in two halves. With a quick glance and no one around, Ram took a chance. “Come with me.” He grasped her hand quicker than Raven and pulled her out of the elevator. The door clasped and the elevator went off leaving its passenger on the desired floor.

“Ram! What is this! Leave my hand. Leave me.” Priya tried to fight back, while Ram took leaps to the designated place. Quickly he took out the key swapped it and pushed Priya inside and went inside after her. “What is this?” She again shouted and tried to get the key from his hand.

“Not so easy darling.” He kept it at its place, once the power came, with in a nano second he put off the lights of the room and pinned his wife to the door of the room. “I am getting too old to see my wife in lingerie that what you meant right?” He said in a hoarse voice. Priya felt her palms moist. Her phone slowly slipped out of her hand and it dropped to the floor. She moistened her lips those went dry suddenly. “Tell me my dear wife !” Priya felt his smile on her. He nuzzled across her cheeks smuggling a hint of blazing desire in her veins. Clutching the edge of her saree she stood rock steady reverberating cold vibes in return. It didn't took much time for Ram to know where she is pushing herself.

“Priya I am sorry.” Cupping her face he placed a consuming kiss in her forehead. “I know I am stupid. I know I am most stupid. But I love you darling. I love you so much.” His eyes can clearly look into her eyes.

“I ... I am hungry Mr. Kapoor.” Priya said feebly. “I know what are you up to. You want you make this stay special but may I ask you something?”

“Go ahead.” Ram said keeping himself firm at his place.

“Why you did all these? Only to see me happy. I don't need all these to be happy. All I wanted is you. I know I acted stupidly. But you never gave me a chance to mend it. You and your so many tantrums when you came to Melbourne after learning about Pihu, do you remember those? And when I showed only one, that went bad with you. Why? What you supposed to reflect? I should be the one to put a step along or first to mend if anything goes otherwise. Why can't it be you? Why you didn't tried then?” Priya pushed him away. “Tell me Mr. Kapoor. I am waiting for you and your reply. I can stay like this all night long.”

“You don't need to do that.” Ram scooped up her phone, putting it to silent mode be glided it into his pant's pocket. “And I have nothing to say in defence. The only thing I can say is My love for you is much mightier and voluptuous than my ego and I love you more than anything else.”

“Say something new what either I don't know or you want me to know tonight. A first.” Priya's sharp tone made Ram to take a mental note that it is not easy to get hold of her after the missed attempt last night. He had to work hard or make her go weak on her knees and make this contest a submission.

“That....” he stopped to think about the otherwise reactions if she reacts fiercely. He looked to her and matched his eyes with her intent gaze. He started walking to her as he spoke, “That I am going to...” his voice send a sheer satisfaction to her spine which is soul steering at the same time. She found it difficult to remain blotted to the ground. She blinked and he smirked. He knew half of the battle has been won already. After all she is also waiting for this moment since a long time and when it is here, he decided to make it little stretch but he also made sure his plan don't end up in offending their desires like the previous ones. Among all these thoughts he continued what he started with. “That I am going to make love to you like never before. I want every single inch of you to crave for me.” With no time he was standing infront of her blazing with burning desires. Her throat went dry. She gulped a lump and moistened her dry lips and biting the lower one showing the nervous tension that build up within. “Don't provoke me.” Ram said and when her eyes meet his, he was already stripping her with eyes.

“I...I need to go...” She dodged Ram only to feel a cold touch over her blazing skin. Ram didn't look back. He stood firm clasping his grip around her wrist.

“I give you two choice either you run away and stop this night to happen, else freeze where you are.” Authoritatively he said leaving her hand. After a moment of silence he turned and found Priya standing at the same place, she has not moved even a single inch after he spoke. With his first tender touch on her shoulder, she submitted herself in a tight hug. Her sobs got louder with every ticking second. Ram held her tight against his chest, digging his one hand around her waist and resting the other on her head tenderly. Priya fisted the fabric of his jacket and pushed her more deep into him. After a long time letting her to drain her pain, anguish Ram took her kohl stained face in his broad palms. Rubbing the tears away with his thumbs he smiled. “How can I make love to my sobbing wife? Do you want me to feel guilt for making love to you?” He whispered over her lips.

After she calmed, Ram trailed his hand to her shoulders, along the side of her hands and ended entwining his hand with hers. He stepped closer. “I think you need water.” He said staring on her dried lips. He once thought to execute what he had chalked out but a naughtiness stopped him. He moved his right hand to the pin which held the pleats of saree to her shoulder. He unpinned it letting it go down from her shoulder. But it hung there covering her from the vulnerability. He came round and without any foreplay, he sucked her lower lip. It was him only. Ram didn't allow her to retreat. Pushing her back he stopped only when they landed on the soft mattress of the bed. Priya felt she will sink anytime in her burning desires if her husband continued with his merciless playful stunts. In between all her thoughts, Ram consumed her in a deep kiss exploring every corner of her mouth. She let him take all over allowing him to do what he wanted to. With a sudden jerk Ram came apart. “ Wait here.” He ordered before leaving. She sat there gasping.

Taking off his shoes and then Jacket he unbuttoned his shirt’s button and  rolled up the sleeves till his elbow. Pouring Champagne in the flute he walked back to the bed. “Drink?” he asked.

“You know I don't drink.”

“And when you do, you loose all your senses and today I need you to be in your full sense. I want you to feel my every touch on you.” After whispering into ears he kissed her earlobe.

Coming apart he sipped in his drink with his eyes fixed on her. Priya glared. Smiling wickedly at her, he stood up. Taking another sip he walked to her right. Before placing the flute on the table he took a long sip and strode back to Priya. Giving her no chance to react he placed his lips on hers, he didn't have to provoke her to part her lips. She did it instantly with the first touch of his moist lips. Priya felt the cold liquid trailing down her throat, which was definitely not water. His hand did the rest. The saree was pulled out from her shoulder. He definitely knew when it will be the right time to unhook the backless blouse to make her more desirable and flaring. Wrapping his hand around her waist and back he laid her down the bed. Ram felt her fingers playing with his shirt's buttons. Not always but keeping in mind about this due romantic act Ram choose to skip vest that evening before getting ready. One after another his shirt's button fell apart and he felt the soft touch of her hand in his chest, which stopped after they reached the back of his neck. On other side, Ram deepened the kiss letting her gasp and struggle to get fresh air. When  both of them where in need of fresh air, they allowed each other to let go. With a pull Ram made her stand on her feet, which suddenly became a deal to her. After all those turmoil she needed him badly. “Please Ram.” She cling to his half naked body hugging him, placing wet kisses on his torso, cheeks, eyes, lips. “I need you badly. I can't wait. Please.” She was definitely begging and that made him happy somehow. He wanted to make this different from all other make outs.

“I am doing that only darling.” He unbuckled his trousers and unwrapped her saree. While doing so, he kept on placing wet kissed starting from the hollow of her neck to cleavage to her bare back. Throwing the Saree away he pushed down his trousers and pulled her into his strong arms. “I love you Priya.” He whispered while stripping her petticoat from her body. With one hand fixed on her butt and other roaming over her back he pressed his body on hers. With much ease he unhooked her blouse and stripped it off from her body. With a soft push she landed on her back on the bed. Resting on a knee it took a little time to strip off the last piece of fabric from her body. He did the same with himself too. He laid by her and smiled at the sight. Eyes shut tight and her uneven breath reminded him about their first time. Only difference is he was nervous that time but now he has taken all over her masterly. “Open your eyes baby. I want you to see every little act I will perform on you tonight.” Priya responded. Lazily opening her eyes she felt his eyes stripping the last flesh away from her body. Her body reacted to the temperature outside or to her husband it was hard to tell. Coming close he started kissing her pinning her hand over her head. From chin to her collar bone, to her bosom he left a love mark at every place. Priya moaned while her body arched every time his lips touched a part of her body. Reaching her navel he took a deep breath and came above again. Kissing her fiercely, hungrily gliding his tongue inside her mouth he left her sparsely breathing. She gasped for air, when he went back to her bosom. Desires ran through her veins, which Ram felt when her woman love spot was explored by him. Not letting her wait for more, he came over. Covering her petite body with his huge frame, he positioned himself for her. “Look at me darling.” He called lovingly. After Priya looked up, he said, “I want you to look at me when I will enter.” He has a reason to it. Since her accident they didn't made love. Though she lied there ready for him, accepting his manhood inside her, he wanted to make sure he don't end up hurting her. Love was never physical for them. When ever they made love it was a Devine and Heavenly. He cared for her comfort. Even while experimenting with positions and intensifying rush of hormones he held his desires within her comfort level. Priya obeyed and looked at her husband. Her eyes mirrored the permission that her body gave him few moments earlier.

He pushed himself inside her as slow ever as he can. But he felt the pain in her eyes. He stopped. “Are you okay darling?” he asked softly.

“Kiss me Ram.” Priya ordered this time. “Kiss me hard while you go inside me.” She looked wide open into his eyes. “Do it now..” she opened up with the final verdict. Ram knew why exactly she wanted him to kiss her. Leaning closer he placed his lips on her and pressed them deeply, while he pushed himself fully inside her. She wanted her moans of cries to be muffled under his lips. Ram allowed her to consume the moment, he didn't move a bit allowing her to adjust with the intrusion. A few minutes passed by, he started moving inside her as ever slow he can be and after a few more minutes to his surprise she matched his movements thrust for thrust. A thin film of sweat beaded between their bodies when Ram collapsed on her bosom after the long love making session.

He came across and lied on his back pulling his wife close to him. Priya was tired too. After a long time she had a romantic yet consuming, submitting and tiring make out session. She placed her head near Ram's heart and drew swirls on his chest.

Stroking her hair he lied quite for few minutes and allowed her to do what she had in her mind. She kissed his chest, hollow and nape of his neck, chin, his biceps on which she was resting her head then when he turned to her clasping her in a side hug. “I am sorry.” He said softly pecking on her forehead.

“If you are going to say me sorry for this make out. Trust me I will leave for Mumbai now.” Priya said unhappily.

“Do you think I am going to say so?”

“You turned out to be quiet unpredictable tonight. I never enjoyed you like what I did today.” Priya shied after tendering her reply.

“Then taking this a level up. This night is yet to end.” Ram turned and shifted his body weight on her. “That was just a warm up. The game begins now.” He smiled while kissing her nape leaving a love bite there.

“Let the game begin.” She pulled him into her the very next instance.

With the night still left for them, the sun was a few hours away from welcoming the new day to the earth. And few miles away, Natasha, Pihu, Apeksha along with Kartick and Dev left for Ooty from Mumbai on emergency.

What left unattended were few hundred of missed calls from the Kapoors and Sharma kids. Both the mobiles went lifeless after the battery exhausted from the repeated calls which went unattended by the love birds.

Until we meet.

Love

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