《Mr and Mrs Shekhawat》PART 31
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The rain stopped.
SanDhir had their eyes locked with each other.
Sanyukta blinked her eyes and thus they came out of their trance.
Randhir picked her up this time and took inside their room.
He put her down and she slowly turned around and opened her wardrobe to fetch her clothes.
He pushed her hair aside to have clear glance on her neck.
He started sucking the water droplets from her neck.
She closed her eyes.
Randhir slide his hand slowly staring from her shoulder to her fingers. Sanyukta shivered on his touch. Randhir slide his hands around her waist and locked his fingers across her belly.
He slightly pull her close.
Sanyukta pressed her hands on the lock of his hands.
Randhir touched his chin on her shoulder.
Sanyukta touched his head and caress his hair.
He slowly opened his eyes to watch her.
She had her eyes close with a beautiful smile on her face.
He pecked her cheek and suck the skin on her jawline.
He moved ahead and place kisses on her neck again.
"Randhir....." She moaned his name.
Randhir undid the string of her kurti. Sanyukta squeezed her eyes tightly. Randhir pulled the sleeve down of her kurti from her shoulder.
He pulled down her bra strap and started placing kisses on her shoulder.
Sanyukta was slowly giving herself in the moment.
Her toes curled feeling his touch.
Her face was glowing with happiness. She loved the pleasure and love showered on her by him.
Randhir picked her up and placed her on bed.
Sanyukta slowly opened her eyes.
She find herself in his intense love filled eyes.
She blushed and looked at other side. Randhir cupped her face and made her look into his eyes.
Their eyes do the talking.
They both were ready to enhance their relationship.
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Sanyukta slowly closed her eyes to welcome a warm kiss on her forehead by him.
The moment reached to its beauty and pinnacle when they were two bodies and one soul.
They did justice to their marriage. Randhir stopped and looked up at her face.
Her eyes were close but he could see tears dripping down from them.
He wiped her tears with his hands.
He kissed them one by one.
She slowly opened her eyes.
"Thik ho tum..." He said
"Hmmm...." She replied while blushing.
Randhir moved a bit and it pained her somewhere in lower abdomen.
"I am sorry...." Randhir apologise immediately.
"It's okay..." "Hum thik hojayenge" She said.
He slowly came out of her and lay beside her on bed.
He covered them with blankets.
She turned her to him.
He looked at her.
"Thank you..." she chirped.
He kissed her head in response.
- - - - - - -
Sanyukta saw Randhir getting ready for office.
She rubbed her eyes and tried to get up.
She is in pain.
And the pain was beautiful.
"Aapne hume uthaya kyu nahi" She said
"Tum rest karo..." He said
"Hume uthana hai...." She said.
She covered herself with blanket.
Randhir went to her and held her bare shoulder thus helping her in getting up.
It pained her again but she didn't complain.
He picked her up and drop her at the door of washroom.
She got ready and slowly walked till the living area supporting the wall.
Randhir prepared breakfast for them. They had breakfast and Randhir left for office.
Sanyukta was alone at home.
Kamla came and served lunch for Sanyukta in afternoon.
She was getting bore so she slept for sometime.
Soon her phone rang with Randhir's name
"Hello..." She smiled
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"You fine?" He asked
"Yes..." She replied
"Pain toh nahi horaha..." He asked
"Nahi..aab hum thik hai" She said
"Had lunch?" She asked
"Hmmm...." "and you?" He asked her.
"Yes...Kamla came and helped me" Sanyukta said
"Mera office main maan nahi lag raha" He said like small child
"Hume bhi aacha nahi lag raha..." She said.
There was silence between them for sometime.
"Main ghar aau?" He asked cutely
"Hmmm...aajayiye" She smiled
"Coming..." He said
"Come soon" She replied.
The call hung up.
Randhir came home.
Sanyukta was waiting for him to return.
Randhir opened the door with another set of keys.
In no time they were into each other's arms.
No need of words.
Just pure feelings.
The love.
The care.
Is 'I love you' really important?
No... The phrase is just combination of three words.
More important are feelings and emotions.
They know they love each other.
That's enough.
No combination of words or sentence could portray the love they share.
Love is a beautiful feeling.
It should be felt.
It should be experienced.
It should be LIVED.
TBC
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