रूठ ना जाना तुम से कहूँ तो
मैं इन आँखों में जो रहूँ तो
तुम ये जानो या ना जानो
तुम ये मानो या ना मानो,
मेरे जैसा दीवाना तुम पाओगे नहीं
याद करोगे मैं जो ना हूँ तो..
Author's POV.
His eyes fell on her, who stood up from the bed and he immediately sat up to hold her wrist and stop her.
"Kahan Jaa Rahi ho?".
She stayed silent.
He picked up his pants from the edge of the bed and cleaned himself. He also cleaned Priya's hands and muttered,
"Kya ho gaya Priya? Abhi toh theek tha sab."
She was quiet, utterly quiet.
He held her hand and pulled her a little up, pampering her to rest on the bed.
She did.
But she was silent.
He caressed her cheek and asked,
"Naraz ho gayi baccha? Tumhi ne kaha tha na tumhe dekhna hai. Humne thodi jabardasti ki babu."
She gulped, still choosing to stay silent.
He pecked her temple and spoke,
"Acha maaf kardo Hume. Aaj ke baad kabhi aisi galti nahi hogi humse."
Seeing her expressions neutral, he gave up and sat on the bed.
"Nahi chahti ho hum tumhare paas rahe?".
She knew what her heart was thinking, but she didn't wanted him to leave either. She had questions brewing in her mind. She wanted him to clear those.
She held his wrist and looking into his eyes she shook her head,
"Mat jaiye."
Abhigyan caressed her hair, lightly and rested beside her again.
Taking her in his arms, he cooed her.
"Tell me what's the problem. Tell me what are you thinking?".
He asked her.
Inhaling deeply she asked,
"Your... Umm.. your.. that... Why did you say that you'll insert it inside my core?".
He bit his lower lip, understanding what he just blabbered in the moment of heat.
He wanted to go slow, and he had spilled the beans himself.
"Answer me," Priya muttered.
Abhigyan caressed her bare back with his palm and spoke in a low voice,
"Aapko pareshan hone ki jarurat nahi hai, Priya. Hum hai na aapke paas."
She shook her head, holding his arm, and spoke,
"Sach bataiye na, ji. Sach me.. wo ... humare andar-",
Abhigyan cut her off by nodding his head.
She was shocked and questioned immediately,
"How? That's big."
Abhigyan chuckled and replied,
"I told you na .. you don't need to worry about those things."
"No, I want to know, right now."
Her anticipation was killing her. She wanted to know everything. Everything that had been kept hidden from her.
He shook his head and replied,
"Not now.. you'll know when the time will be right."
Her nose turned red because of anger and spoke to him in an angry tone,
"Are you telling me directly or I should ask someone else?".
He hovered over her and asked,
"Who will you ask? You will share our bedroom talks with others?".
She gulped and shook her head.
Her palm was against his chest and she muttered,
"Bataiye na.. Hume Janna hai.. bechaini ho Rahi hai hume."
Abhigyan knew what she must be feeling. He understood her.
He placed a kiss on her forehead and muttered,
"You trust me na?".
She nodded her head, "More than anyone else."
He smiled and asked her in a very low voice,
"Can I touch you, there?".
She shook her head within a second.
"How will I tell you then? Tell me?".
She thought for a minute and then replied,
"Shabdon se samjhaiye Hume."
He nodded, chewing his lips from inside his mouth.
He whispered slowly in her ear,
"There's a.. hole..inside your core."
She thinned her brows out of confusion and asked,
"I never saw that. Where?".
He clicked his tongue and replied,
"Aise kaise bataye hum tumhe. Nahi samajh aaega tumhe."
She shook her head,
"Aayega.. aap samjhaiye toh ache se."
Slowly, he reached the lower portion of her saree and raised it up till her thighs, looking into her eyes and muttered,
"Khudko chuo."
"Hn?".
"Chuo, ungliyon se."
She nodded her head and moved her hands inside her saree.
She opened her folds and as her fingers brushed inside, she felt something wet, sticky and the sensation made her moan, loudly.
He encircled his arms around her and muttered,
"Did you know there's a bud there that pleasures you?".
She shook her head.
This was the first time she was touching her core, for some different purpose other than cleaning.
He rubbed his cheek against her and muttered in a very low, pleading voice,
"Hume chune do na, nahi dekhenge hum tumhe, bas chuenge."
At any cost, she wanted to know.
And she knew he was her husband. One day or another, he'll touch her there.
So, she nodded her head, timidly.
Abhiyan gave her a comforting smile and moved his hand inside her saree.
He cupped her between her legs and Priya held his shoulders tightly.
She felt him opening her folds.
His fingers brushing inside and he whispered in her ear,
"Humare liye yeh haal ho rakha hai tumhara, aur Hume chune se bhi mana kar rahi thi humari Priya."
She felt timid. Petite infront of him. Feeling embarrassed because of her very wet core.
He brushed his two fingers once again inside her folds and then, brought it outside, infront of his mouth to lick it.
She held his wrist immediately,
"Kya kar rahe hai aap? Ganda hai woh."
He shook his head and replied,
"Humare pyaar ka paani hai. Gande kaise ho sakta hai."
With this, he licked his fingers. Sensually. Making her feel butterflies in her stomach.
He moved his fingers again towards her folds. Stretching it apart. He moved his another hand down there.
Holding her folds with one, he touched her there with another fingers.
She shivered.
He traced his fingers upon her sensual bundle and she felt something very different, making her moan in his ear.
"Aannh, ji, kya kar rahe hai aap."
He stayed quite, playing with her clit, pinching it with his fingers.
The feeling was ecstatic for her.
He moved his finger down, at the end of her core and spoke in a low voice,
"Dard hoga.. thoda.. kas ke pakad lo Hume."
She nodded. Holding him more tightly.
She felt something different.
Pain.
Something inserted inside her physical body.
Something rough.
She rolled her eyes back in pain and moaned,
"Annhhh dard ho raha... Choriye... Hataiye."
He had only pushed his middle finger inside and that hurt her so much.
How will she take the whole of it inside?
He again pushed his middle finger half way inside her and she moaned in pain again, but this time, she held his wrist and pulled his hand away from there.
Abhigyan, without wasting a second, pulled Priya in his arms, wrapping his hands around him and caressing her back.
"Humari bacchi hai aap, taklif me nahi dekhna chahte hum aapko."
He caressed her head and Priya felt, safe, protected.
He cupped her cheek and raised her face by her chin. Their eyes locked with each other and he asked in a low voice,
"Bahut dard hua babu?".
She nodded her head, hiding her face in the crook of his neck.
"Abhi bhi ho raha?".
She simply shook her head and replied,
"Nahi, Jab aapki.. ungli..andar thi."
He stroked her hairs lightly, kissing on the crown of her head.
After a minute, he laughed softly.
Priya looked into his eyes confusingly and Abhigyan replied,
"Maa kehti hai, bacha karlo, maa ki bahu toh khud bacchi hai abhi."
Priya slapped his chest lightly and replied,
"I'm not a kid, okay?".
He pulled her more closer by her waist and said,
"You're, you're my kid, my small kid."
She found his words, romantic, caring.
She lowered her eyes, only to find his manhood, still touching her thigh.
Abhigyan followed her gaze.
He gulped and asked,
"Should I wear my pants?".
Even she didn't knew why she shook her head on his question.
She found it something new.
She moved her hand towards it and held it in her hand.
Abhigyan closed his eyes feeling her warmth and spoke,
"Kya kar Rahi hai yeh aap?".
She blinked her eyes several times and replied,
"Uss waqt, jyada... Bada ..tha."
He nodded and said,
"Uss waqt aapke kaid me tha na."
She smiled.
Playing with his foreskin and massaging his tip with her fingers. Her hands moved to his balls, which she pressed very lightly, earning a moan from Abhigyan.
"Ji, suniye na."
She spoke.
"Kahiye."
She gulped and asked,
"Saare.. pati-patni...yeh..karte hai.. kya?".