It has been a week to Rohit and Sonakshi’s marriage, but they had not got a bit of time from their work to spend some moments with each other. However, today, Sonakshi had a off as she has shot all her scenes, knowing about this even Rohit had taken a off and kept Dr.Punit at his place for today…
Rohit was all about spending some time with his wife, but Sonakshi was called down. And from 8 am to 12 p.m. it is now, she is downstairs, with her in – laws! As Rohit thought, uff why doesn’t my family just leave my wife for sometime all for myself yaar! Determined to get her back in his room and just not let her go, he made a call downstairs to Vimmi!
“Haan Vimmi, suno… Sona se kaho ki woh mere liye coffee le aaye…” After a pause, “Aree Nahi! Tum Nahi! Sona ko bolo ki woh hi coffee banaye aur laaye! Haan! Jaldi!” And kept the call, and smiled, “Aane do! Jaane Nahi dunga Sonakshi Rohit Sippy!”
Sonakshi blushed a little as Veena Mummy was standing besides her and talking to her! Veena coughed and said in teasing manner, “Jao… jao Sona! Tumhare patidev ka bulava aa gaya hai! Jao, coffee lekar jao!” And stepped outside the kitchen while Sona face palmed mentally! Making the coffee, she was gonna totally admonish him!
Getting in elevator, she punched the floor and held the cup in another. As it stopped, she descended from it and walked to give him his COFFEE and to lecture him too! Entering she was about say when she saw Rohit standing besides study table, talking to someone, while Rohit sensed Sona's presence, he started finishing his talks. Sonakshi, not wanting to disturb him, let it go, thinking maybe it wasn’t his mischief but it’s just he wanted coffee made by her. Shaking her head, she stepped near him and kept the coffee on table…
As she turned to go around, Rohit held her hand, softly yet in a firm grip. Sonakshi looked at her hand and tried to pry her wrist out of his grip. But the hold didn’t seem to falter. She was about to whisper a question when he suddenly left her hand and walked towards the door. While she stared, he closed the doors of his room, locking it, as his conversation got over. Keeping the call, he turned with a intensity in eyes now, and threw his mobile on bed. While Sonakshi’s eyes followed all his actions, though she was now getting it, he had literally called her in room for mischiefs only, his intensity in eyes was giving her an idea. But no, Pooja! Pooja is waiting for her as she wanted her Bhabhi to finalize the dress to wear in the party of producers, directors, which is tomorrow night!
He just can’t stop her! Stepping forward, she came towards him, “Rohit, tum… tumne mujhe kyu bulaya tha? Haan? Itna saara kaam hai aur tum mujhe upar se neeche, neeche see upar karva rahe ho! Tum bhi na! Hato! Jaane do ab mujhe!”. While Sonakshi spoke, Rohit simply noticed all her features, her saree hugging her curves in right places. She just looked so irresistible, well when does she not, but today, this dark blue net saree, black sleeveless blouse, her long tresses with flicks coming on her eyes. This was whole new for him, as he never felt something like this for Raima, it was… First! As she finished over, she blinked and questioned what with her eyes! Damn those eyes! They are just so expressive! Shaking her head, huffing, walked from his side but another step he held her wrist.
Not turning, she, frustrated at his silent actions, said, “Rohit ab bas haan! Mujhe Pooja ke paas jaana hai, wait Kar rahi hai mera aur tum ho ki…” But before she could complete her sentence, he pulled her from behind unexpectedly, making back crash his chest.
Bending down, he started lightly rubbing his nose in her hair, smelling her shampoo, “Sabke paas wakt hai tumhare paas, mere liye nahi? Hmm? Pooja, Mom, Ajit, aur Rohit?” As he left her wrist and kept it on her shoulder, and started tracing her arm, as his another hand wounded around her waist, luckily for Sona, not on her bare waist, yet the net saree was not helping. It was like the cloth was there but of no use, almost like not being there.
Sona knew Rohit loved her, never lusted her like Karan or others, but many times she has seen those desires in his eyes which is mutual, and mostly after he confessed his love for her. But they never really had touched each other intimately, and she wasn’t used to this type of proximity. Heck! This was her First time infact! This was first time, he came this closer to her physically, whereas emotionally they were closer than ever.
Her thought were interrupted, when Rohit took his hand and moved her hair to one side, now her bare back, due to the deep neck of blouse, touching the soft material of his cotton shirt. His mild cologne hitting her, which attracted her so much whenever they would be close. As he nuzzled in the crook of her neck, as if in a trance of touching her soft skin, having her so close, just so close…
As he whispered on her skin, “Kabse tumara wait Kar Raha Hoon! Ab aayi ho, jaane hi nahi dunga!” As he brushed his lips on her neck, right on the pulse… The first time he simply touched her skin with his lips! As she shuddered, she arched her neck a bit but she remembered to meet Pooja. Blinking, she took a control on her emotions, and turned around, putting a hand on his chest, pushing him backwards, yet still in his arms.
“Ro… Rohit! Pooja… Mera wait Kar rahi hai… woh... Woh Kya sochegi? Please jaane do!”, and tried to come out of his grip, but where was Rohit going to let her go! Just not today! He turned her and tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her towards him. As her bosom brushed with his chest, she had chills going down her spine.
As he trailed his hand from her shoulder, brushing it lightly on her bosom, and then resting on her bare waist. “Abhi bhi jaana hai?”.
As she took a sharp breath at this intimate action, “Haan!”
As he bended down, and started placing soft kisses all over her neck, and huskily said on her skin, “Abhi bhi?”. He waited for an answer but Sonakshi was just not able to form the words. Just not able to take it, she pulled back and tried to go past him but he had the position locked that meant, just not today! And never!
She had stopped by and raised her dark brown eyes to meet his hazel ones, that had such intensity that she could burn in them. He slowly took his hand and brushed aside strands of her hair, and then cupped her face. Now not trying to move out of his arms, she continued the eye lock, not blinking once. As if eternity passed by, Rohit came a step more closer with now no gap between them…
“May I?”, and her heart warmed, her permission, even after they are married, mattered to him so much. Sonakshi wanting all of this from a long time, closed her eyes and held his wrist which cupped her face.
Rohit bended down and before she could comprehend any of her other thoughts, his lips touched her soft petals. He started kissing her. The First Intimate Kiss... Taking her lower supple lip, he began sucking on to it. As his fingers threaded into her silky hair, messing it, while another hand slipped into the folds of her saree, on her bare waist, pulling her closer than she can be. Whereas Sonakshi wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back now.
He took it slow and soft. Rohit tried to gain access in her mouth, and bit her lightly on her lower lip, while she moaned softly at this and he dived his tongue into her warm mouth. Swirling his tongue, the kiss, was so passionate & intense, made Sona weak in her knees, that she felt she would fall if not Rohit had such a strong hold. Sonakshi tried to pull him closer by threading her fingers into his hair.
Pleasure. So overwhelming that it consumed them. That was never known to them till date. Rohit could feel Sonakshi going all breathless, even he was. Reluctantly, he let go of the kiss & rested his forehead on hers, calming their senses down. Sonakshi took a couple of deep breaths and was still reeling in the pleasure of the kiss. Her First…
While Sonakshi was still trying to grasp in all of this overwhelming moments, Rohit could still taste the strawberry taste of her lipstick. And her warm mouth in his, as he unknowingly traced one hand onto her bare back. His opened his eyes and looked at Sona, whose chest was heaving up with the kiss they shared and had a light crimson color spread on her cheeks. His eyes scanned her visage and stopped at her lips, a bit swollen.
Not being able to control himself, Rohit lifted her face again and this time roughly kissed her, putting all his desires down on her with it. The first kiss was so much passionate, this one was to that extent rough. But where did Sonakshi complained about this, she was enjoying it too much. She let him dominate her and kiss her the way he wants, let him have his way this time around her.
Nibbling on her lower lip, he bit it hardly while she grasped his shirt in her hands in sweet pain, he was giving & took her tongue in his, locking her mouth in his. They had started moving backwards, still kissing each other. While Sonakshi took another step backwards and her leg collided with the bed post, and she fell down with Rohit above her. Rohit shifted his body a bit, so to not put on his weight on her delicate frame.
Rohit slowed down and then slowly pulled out of her mouth, licking her lips, before pulling out. The second he pulled, Sona felt a warmth missing. This was all so new and exciting yet so beautiful. Rohit opened his eyes, and saw the most beautiful view of his life. Sonakshi. Lips swollen due to his roughness, hair tousled, eyes closed in peace, a hue of different types of red color spreading on her cheeks to her neck. He knew that she could feel him staring at her. He slowly moved the flicks of her face and huskily called out, “Sona…”.
Whereas Sonakshi smiled lightly, gripping his wrist tightly. He called her out again, urging her to open her eyes, “Sona! Aankhen kholo na! Mujhe dekho…” And tipped her chin. Sonakshi let out a small sigh & blinked open her beautiful kohled eyes. Rohit was as if drugged by her eyes, her lips & the kiss, rubbed his thumb lightly on her cheekbone… Sonakshi took in his sharp features and those lips, she just kissed, as her eyes found way back to his eyes again which held just so much love for her.
Rohit bended down and softly placed a kiss on her forehead, as she closed her eyes. Coming down he placed kisses on her eyes and then nose. He peppered feather kisses on her jawline, while she waited impatiently for him to take her lips. But where was he going to do that, he knew what she wants but he simply loves teasing her a lot. He moved forward and started placing kisses on her neck, all the way. As his one hand slid from her cheek to her neck and stopped at her heart where he could feel her heartbeats matching his.
His kisses continued while his hand moved downwards, touching her breasts over the cloth, as she arched her back at this. The sexual tension between them was increasing every damned second. As Rohit’s hand followed downwards, gripping her waist. Rohit trying to control his desires, put it down on her by biting on her collarbone while Sonakshi almost screamed, at this Rohit soothed the area he bit by licking it.
Taking another hand, he started pushing the strap of her blouse down. Pushing it down, he started giving her kisses all over her shoulder and then moved towards her cleavage which got visible due to one strap down and her saree's pallu a bit off her breast. Both had simply forgotten about the world and were drowned into sexual pleasures of intimacy.
Before Rohit could do anything further, someone knocked on their door. It was Pooja. Pooja called out, “Bhabhi! Sona Bhabhi! Chaliye na! Aapne kaha that ki aap Meri madad karengi, dress select karne main…”. Whilst Pooja complained, Sonakshi opened her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to get control on herself and form words. She was still very much lost in Rohit. Breathing heavily, she composed her voice and shouted, “Haan… haan Pooja! Tum… tum Chalo, main aati Hoon tumhare kamre main! Just in 10 minutes!”. Pooja answered yes happily and went in her room to wait for her Bhabhi.
Rohit sighed and kept his head on her bare shoulder, while rubbing her arm, trying to calm himself and her too. Sonakshi combed his ruffled hair with her fingers. Rohit raised his head, to see Sonakshi who was already staring at him. Rohit dropped his eyes down and took the strap of her blouse, keeping it back on her shoulder, while Sonakshi’s smile widened. This act was so endearing to her, the respect he always has for her. Rohit stood up and made Sonakshi sit up, while she her eyes never left him. His first shirt buttons open due to the tussles and pulling, pushing while all of this happened. Sonakshi stood up and hugged him, burying her face into his chest. Rohit wrapped his arms around her and tightened the grip, kissing her softly on her hair. While she closed her eyes and thought be in his arms for a minute more…
With each kiss, she had become his. With each kiss, her breaths were his name. With each kiss, he had marked her his. With each kiss, he knew, he was hers and she was his for forever.
This was just perfect and beautiful.
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