Friday, 26 April 2019

part 40 : Nashaa


"the... .way we are...!" she mumbled, smiling a bit...

"like right now...?" Arman whispered... bending a bit over her, making her feel his weight over her.... kissing her cheek – he felt her shudder.. "this type of....?" he whispered bending near her ear lob.. kissing it – he again felt her shiver as his breathe went in – touching her ear drums....



"Arman....." she whispered tilting her head side way, giving him an excess to her beauty neck bone – he kissed it with pleasure.... feeling his hand pulling her shirt up from her waist... she hissed and moved her body as his hand rubbed her bare waist …





" I want to feel my baby... does the baby moves?" he nuzzled in her neck



"no... not.. yet!" she grabbed a pillow in her fist as his hand caressed her waist... pulling the shirt up, he kissed her lips, she was trembling... once again.. she felt she was going to loose it like every time....He kissed her closed eyes - her cheeks - her chin- down to her neck …. pushing the dress of her shoulder... caressed her creamy shoulders... kissing it he bit the soft skin of her... while she cried with pleasure....



Her breathe went in and came back with a gasp – as his hand caressed her softness.... melting in the moment … she felt her head heavy and drowsy... shook with a moan-full pleasure... she grabbed his shoulder and dig her nail in it... as his teeth bit her lips... giving her a short torture, - feeling his hands, at her softness, she pulled her head up – tilting it.....



feeling his whole weight being transfer over her weight – her dress long lost... her head stroke softly, and she tried to stop him,pushed violently against his shoulders.... "Arman... nahiii.. !" she shook making him know that its not the best moment in the entire life...



"I love you a lot... I can't stop now... ! Let me make love to you..." he whispered.. kissing her face... to calm her but her fears were quite different...



"its harmful... for the baby..!" she tried to stop him – and he did...



"haan??" Arman pushed himself up and looked at her astonish, she breathed heavily and got up – holding the sheet on her...



"keerti Aunty.... told me... its dangerous... for 3 months... we can't to it !" Riddima blushed – tucking her strand behind.



"why...?" arman frowned hitting the bed.



"ask her !!" Riddimaa retorted and laid on her side...



"not fair yrr !" Arman hit the bed again and laid beside her – holding her bare body in his arms... he kissed her shoulder "I can't hold up myself for 3 months.. !" arman whispered while Riddimaa giggled



"don't you want to see your daughter?" she teased

"I wannnt tooo !" he kissed her shoulder again, tighten his hold under the sheet.. on her..



"Thenn just sleep" she teased and closed her eyes...



"man.. Riddimaa this is going to be hard !!" he whispered as her whole bare back brushed his front....



"i know.." she giggled and dozed off with in a minute..!



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Next Evening,



As per plan – boys were moving out with their belonging...



"arman... Promise me zyada nahi chupko(stick) ga with those girls...!" Riddimaa tuck his jacket straight – brushing his hair – as he holded her in his arms, staring at her with love...



"Riddimaa... trust me for once please !" Arman whispered, lowering down to kiss her lips..



"do eat dinner ! Don't wait ok?" Arman broke apart and saw her licking her own lips, with close eyes.. "Heyy..." he shook her lightly...



"hmmmmm....." she replied in daze – opening her eyes filled with passion – After took a sigh and hugged her



"Goshh.. .your damn looks will kill me one day !" Arman nuzzled in her hair – breathing her fragrance... her feminist smell touched his nostrils making him calm yet filling his heart with utmost desires......



"Armannn..... jab bhi tum … the time of good bye... I hate it" she pulled her arms around his shoulder...



"its not a good bye pagal... just going to work ! Will be back with hours... !" Arman backed and looked at her sad eyes..



"Chaloo... everyones waiting – I must goo !" Arman kissed her forehead and then cheek.... walking ahead he walk out of the cottage while she walking behind him – stopped at the doors till he went away...



'God Please – keep him under you blessing … bring him back to me.... alive.!' she prayed and then closed the doors behind her...

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"Rahul there !" Arman pointed at four girls... "my name is Malik !" arman hid his name and asked girls "you are the one... !?" Arman questioned



"Yes... we are the one – you wanted us for one night out for club at E7 road Right?" one of the girl asked, passing a sultry look.



"yes... get in !" Arman spoke with a blank face and told rahul to drive in... Poor Shubhankar and Atul had to sit with three girl back... obviously adjusting two on laps and on in middle of them...



"Get one in Front !" atul winced with the weight...



" ohh please let me come in front Malik" one of the girl clinched Arman from back



"No need... please settle down their !" Arman roughly threw her hand away....



"Oh why are you being shy Malik ! Let me come naa.. you would love it seriously..." Girl moved a hand in his hair... Arman's nostril fumed in anger but Rahul told not to react because they needed them and one stupid mistake would make a loss !



Reaching the club – all came out for different reasons,



Girls – stick closer to the boys...

Boys – Get out of the car because girls sticking quite too much in that small place...



Walking in after paying the person at doors, Girls trolled beside the guys but two of them were really pissing of two guys ! Arman and Rahul !!



those constant movement of hands and interval kisses on cheek made them really pissed off ! Though they controlled as Shubhankar was really glaring at them ! In way that they are at faults... 'why-are-you-so-gorgeous' look …. to both the poor souls... 'now-serve' Atul passed smirk... highly happy to see that his girl walk away to hold some other guy the moment they entered...



"whose the manage here!" Arman walk to the bar-attendee...



"kyun sir ..? do need anything?" the person on the other side of bar asked...



"uhmm have some work regarding this club... !" Arman started, trying to be polite to the girl beside him... when Rahul came up to him with his partner...



"Arman not you !! me.. .!" Rahul forced to stop him – and whispered "what if the owner is R !" he spoke in hint … declaring that The owner might be Rishi and he might find out that they are finding him....



"OK fine !!" pause "hhey You ! Girl... F*** off !" Arman distangle his arm, as the girl touched armans hip and tried to kiss.



"You Bastar* !! how dare you !" The girl pushed arman with shoulder



"get lost ! Bitc*" Arman turned around and asked the bar-bartenders for a drink... Shubhankar showed his disapproval for the scene... as arman was visible to every one though for a second but to leave eye on some one - second is more than enough...



"Sir … manager is callling you !" the bar guy pointed at Arman...



"uhmm I am the employee ! The real person who wants to talk to the owner is he !" Arman pointed at Rahul and told him to go... and see who it is !



"Tou sir App aye !" Bar spoke to Rahul, who nodded and told the girl to stay over here...





As soon as Rahul walked in the, who was astonish too see the room highly furnished... and a person in suit. 'uh-hu hes not rishi ! Not in a suit least hahaa' rahul thought and walked in



"hello – how can I help you?" the person asked.



"my name is Rahul ! I am here to buy this place !" Rahul took a seat without permission...



"sorry sir – its not for sale..." The person frowned...



"ask as much money you want ! I want this place... bring the real owner out – I know you are not the real !" Rahul spoke, litting a cigarette for himself...



"uhmm … sir... uhmm wait !" the person went into another adjoin room... and a person with heavy foots walk out - in a black leather jacket - with spikes all around the head... ! Giving him a funky look though he was quite old enough for such look but one can never stop other ! He had green blue eyes... looking as a hard-core killler.... his every grave step made Rahul's hair rise up with goosebumps... ! His mind shouted with anguish...



'rishi.....' Rahul thought...

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Love Maha

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