Posted: 17 April 2013 at 10:02am | IP Logged
Pyaar ka nagma hai..(part5ashni bas ashni)
While driving home from dr mishra,ashu stopoed the car to buy folic acid n multivitamin that dr had prescribed for nidhi,he asked"kuch aur chaahiye"nidhi kept quiet then spoke"haan ji,baba ke liye fruits le lijeye aur unki mishti dahi"ashu smiled at nidhi's concern for baba..though her nana..the relationship was of a doting n devoted father in law,daughter in law!as they drove in,baba was waiting and wanted to know everything..he was worried when ashu said that sudhir fears nidhi is anaemic..he looked at her with concern n then said"chalo,daal chaawal ready hai,khao aur sone jao.."before going to bed,nidhi said "baba fruits aa gaye hain"baba smiled n thanked god..how this girl had converted this desolate house into a home..As ashu was getting up,baba said"ashu,tu to samajhdaar hai..nidhi ke liye ye naazuk daur hai..dhyaan rakhna"ashu patted his hand n entered his bedroom.
Nidhi was already in bed wearing her blue night gown..probably asleep..he went in ,had a shower,changed n quietly slipped into the bed so as not to disturb her..but just as he settled,he felt her turn n come close..her lips sought his..he was surprised but responded..softly,the kiss showed the softening of ashutosh..how much nidhi n her safety mattered to him..it was an expression of thanks for fulfilling his deep desire to have his own flesh n blood..to live his childhood through his children.,nidhi was making the dream a reality n that too so beautifully,.nidhipulled at his tee shirt,and he smiled..he knew..he made her lie softly..as if she were made of glass,n then threw away his tee..his hands worked at the strings of her gown n then her flimsy nightie to expose nidhi to him..his nidhi.he bent n kissed her throat,rubbing his stubble n then came to those lovely breasts..he touched them gingerly n asked.."nidhi,am i hurting u..dukh raha hai kya?"nidhi opened her eyes n said"nahi..bilkul nahi..aapka sparsh sabse bada sukh hai..yeh hi to poora karta hai mujhe"
Ashu had desire burning inhis eyes..nidhi always had that effect on him..right after the first night onthe machaan..but he knew her condition..he had to be responsible..ashu caressed her breasts,suckling the taut tips.as nidhi cried his name..in desire..there was nothing between them except love care n commitment..nidhi grazed her nails on his muscular back..wanting him..ashu moved his big hands on her small frame..bit her earlobes n that seemed to send her in a tizzy..tantalizingly,his hands moved lower..to her navel..n he bent down n kissed her ..then raised an eyebrow as he saw her reaction..his fingertips caressed her stomach n he kept returning to her breasts..to touch them tenderly n then nuzzlehis mouth on her navel..nidhi wanted to have him on top..he refused..even in his passion,he was not unbriddled..he knew,his weight on her should not be for long..so he kissed her with greater passion n made her lie..as his intense gaze seemed to see her..nidhi sufdenly felt shy..n covered her face.ashu's hands moved down n he massaged her enjoying hervelvet touch..as his fingers weaved magic..nidhi seemed to exude manna..honey,soft,silky..nidhi moved restlessly,moaning"dr ashutosh"..he continued to massage her n finally,v carefully came over her..to be united in that moment when their breaths,bodies ,existence was actually one..when they took each other across the stars to a land of bliss..
Dr ashutosh rolled over but after dressing,he took nidhi in his arms..n looked at her..she smiled n said"aise kya dekh rahe hain..?"ashu smiled n said nothing,he simply gathered his world in his arms n patted his childwoman to sleep..she looked the world of innocence in her sleep n as ashu again looked at her,he couldnt help feeling a complete man..with a rainbow of emotions..dr hardstone was a forgotten memory..the future belonged to them..n their baby..instinctively..ashu put his hand on nidhis abdomen..n a smile came on her face...
Note..tomorrow ashu meets dadi bua.n yes friends..imagine sk doing all this..then u will enjoy the beauty of the o.s