awesome update Swasthi 👏
reallly felt bad for gopi...gosh her dreams got crash by ahem harsh word...poor girl on one hand she was bestowed upon love by modi family and on other hand ahem hurt her😭Chapter 5
Despondently she looked at the sea of people. What
earlier was warm and welcoming was now burdensome and doomed. How she wished
she could walk away from all of this! But where could she go to? She came with
nothing, she will take nothing and she will leave without anything too, such
was the life of Gopi.
She looked on at her mami who was enjoying all the
treats of the Modi's. She looked on at Baa who smiled on at her. She looked at
kakiji and the young man next to her that could be her son, Jigar. He was grinning
ear to ear and staring at, what looked like to be, Rashiben. She looked at her
new maji who wore the most wonderful smile and looked on at her with pride. She
watched on as maji tapped Ahem on his arm to get his attention and pointed
upwards for him to look.
He looked just as she had seen him - his broad
muscular shoulders, lean waistline, and a strong chest. He was dressed in a
formal white lounge shirt with black trousers and a matching jacket. He looked
clean shaven, distinctive lips with a firm chin. He was everything she imagined
him to be in her dreams but he will never be hers.
Instinctively Ahem turned away from his guest
holding on to his smile to see his mother's finger pointing upwards. He carried
on his gaze to the top of the stairway meeting Gopi's squarely.
His smile stopped short as he gasped at the sight
that hit him like a ton of bricks.
It was HER!
Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! You are a fool! Ahem squirmed
inside.
All along it was her and she is here now, in front
of me, to be MY wife! Look at what have you gone and done to her, he yelled to
himself inside.
Gopi matched her gaze with his as she walked down
the stairs, leaving everything else a blur. She watched the shifting emotions
in his eyes. He was saying so much but nothing sounded true or believable. When
she reached the bottom of the stairs she was led to a small mandap that looked
like a built up gazebo and was left there.
At the same time maji walked up with Ahem and left
him there too. Ahem stared down at Gopi's brown wide eyes, he saw her pale
cheeks stained with tears and her plump lips waiting for his kiss. My, she
looked more beautiful than that day, he told himself, but he has hurt her so
much.
The pundit started the proceedings taking him out
of his stupor. Gopi took the ring from Rashi and with as little interruption of
his personal space she managed to place the ring on his finger. He realised
quickly what she was doing. He has to make her believe it is her he wants, he
confessed to himself.
With that he took the ring from Kinjal and took
hold of Gopi's hand firmly into his. Underneath her hand gently he drew
caressing circles to calm her down whilst he took his time to draw the
engagement ring up her finger. She looked sharply at him wondering what he was
up to. In return he produced a slight smile with what looked like a tiny
twinkle in his eye.
Gopi did not know what to do with this and the
rising warm feeling in her. Ahem did not miss the slight change of colour on
her cheeks but he needed to convince her a lot more.
Suddenly a rousing applause broke around told
them. It was all over. Gopi withdrew her hand and kept her distance thereafter.
Ahem observed her action but left things the way they are.
The rest of the night proceeded without a hitch.
Gopi occupied herself fully with Baa and the rest of the family members and
friends. She helped out in the kitchen and served the guests. She fitted in
like a hand in a glove with his family and his home, thought Ahem as he kept
his eyes on her all evening reminding himself of every place on her body that
triggered excitement, until he watched her take something upstairs.
This was his chance. It was now or never. He
discreetly followed her, watched her pass his room and vanish into the guest
room. He hid behind a pillar nearby his room waiting for her return.
As she walked by he grabbed hold of her hand and
took her into his room. Releasing her hand she spun around while he locked the
door behind. Leaving her little time to gather herself, he pinned her against
the wall, held both her wrists in one hand placing them high above her head
against the wall and pegged her with his hips, making her feel his desire he
had for her.
He looked deep into her eyes with all sincerity to
make things right but he was driven from deep inside himself to take her. He
could think of nothing but wanting to feel her in his arms and steer himself
deep into her and possess her. Two minutes is all he wanted with her to be his
once again.
Gopi, struggling to catch her breath from the
whirlwind, looked at his clear liquid brown eyes changing hazy. She felt his
strength and power but was unable to fight back as her body had a mind of its
own.
He lowered his lips to hers probing her to open to
him as he pulled her blouse tie open, releasing her left arm to lower the
blouse freeing her breast for him, trapping her hand to hold him around his
waist. She struggled to resist his advances as she too had yearned for his
touch and taste. She let out a moan parting her lips giving him instant access
to deepen the kiss and fully taste her.
He trailed soggy kisses down the side of her neck
all the way to her breast. He caressed it then tugged and pinched her firm
nipple. Her breathing became ragged as he squeezed her breast. Letting go of
her other hand he lowered the other side of the blouse giving him more access
of her other breast. His hot mouth left her breast seeking the other, capturing
it and sucking it hard.
She ran both her hands up and down his muscular
back enjoying his strength and sensations that he was creating, stirring him
further. He raised her skirt up to her waist, ripped her scrap of material and
unbuttoned and unzipped his trouser freeing his awaken throbbing self. She felt
him lift her bottom, raising her with both his hands.
When she felt his hardened desire at the apex of
her thighs she gripped on to his shoulders clinging on him with every fibre she
had left in her. She ached for him to be inside her. She in turn raised her
legs and clasped it around his waist. He realised she wanted it too.
One thrust he filled deep into her, letting out a
throaty moan. He withdrew nearly completely only to ride her quicker and furiously. Faster and deeper he went
intensifying his movements making her eventually shatter around him and he
followed after a couple more thrusts exploding into her his love and warmth,
calling out to her softly, "My love."
He held on to her as she clung on to him too
whilst their breathing evened out and their heart beats slowed in pace. Both
felt a sense of completeness and oneness but neither vocalised their thoughts.
The urge to not let go were so strong that both remained still.
Just then a knock on the door broke their magic.
Their eyes darted to each other, she with fear in hers. He released himself
from her, lowered her to the floor and whispered in her ear, "dress up in the
bathroom."
She gathered her things and went in. He
straightened his clothing and finger brushed his hair. Swiftly he opened the
door pretending that it was not locked in the first place.
"The door was open," Ahem grunted at the person
who disturbed him.
Rashi stood on the other side of the threshold
about to knock again.
"I am looking for Gopi. We are going home now. Is
she here?" Rashi said, peering for her in the room.
"She is in the bathroom. I will tell her to meet
you downstairs when she is out," Ahem cut short the inquisitor, "You can expect
me to be at the samaj for 10am." Leaving her with no room to ask anything else
Rashi turned and walked downstairs.
In the bathroom with trembling hands Gopi tidied
herself up, tied her blouse string, straightened her skirt and dupatta and
corrected her make up. She felt her face wore a 'quickie' look with swollen lips
as she felt her breasts tender and vibrated with aftershocks from the deep
throb low down.
She stepped out of the bathroom and found him
waiting for her with the door open.
"That was Rashi. You are all leaving now," he
conveyed the message then walked up to her. He ground his hips into her with
his hands tightly around her waist so that she could feel him still excitable.
In a low deep voice he drawled into her ear, "I want to see you again before
the wedding Gopi."
With that message drumming in her head he kissed
her lightly on her cheek and released her from his hold. A dazed Gopi walked out of the
room, down the stairs, took her blessings from her elders, said her goodbyes
and left the house.