Pyar Hua Chupke Se – Part 22

Geet’s mood was really not good. She was upset on everyone – Sameera, Maan and her own self. Sameera, she could burn her for putting hand on Maan. She kissing on Maan’s cheek was burning Geet.

Geet still did not realized this was her possessiveness for Maan but she could kill Sameera if she comes face to face to her. When Maan was concerned nothing mattered for her, neither his status nor Sameera’s high class.

How could Maan let Sameera touch him was her anger on him. Whatever be the reason, he should have not allowed her to touch him. She was hell bent on removing all Sameera’s touch on Maan. How her mind did not know, but she had to do it?

She was angry on self. Why was she stalking on Maan. Was her trust on him has boundaries? Simply any girl will come to him and she will show her anger on him and stalk him. Showing him that she is keeping watch on him. Her anger was fine but she did not approve of her behavior with Maan. He had been pleading all while. He really looked helpless and she had made it worse.

Geet wanted to do all – Wash away Sameera’s touch from Maan, make up for her behavior and warn him or punish him to have anyone touch him. So many things she wanted to do but how she had no clue.

She got SMS in the night – “She is gone. Let’s meet tomorrow. Pleaaaase”

Smiled form on Geet’s face but still her brain was out on everyone.

Next morning Maan arrived early. He kept his blind closed. He knew not able to see him; she will barge to his cabin. No one absolutely no one can stop her.

Geet came to her seat and waited for Maan to open the Blind. After long Geet loses her control and barged in to Maan’s Cabin. Adi sees her and not liking went behind her

“Geet what are you doing here”

“Adi, Its fine. I called Geet” Adi left at Boss’ words.

Geet closed the door and reached Maan who was standing other side.

“Geet suno, I can explain” Geet stood exactly in front of him. She keeps looking at him and their eyes gets locked. Geet’s eye then goes to his cheek and her temper goes high. She held Maan’s both collar from both hand and pulled him towards her. This was unexpected for Maan

“Geet Listen” She pulled him closer “Not here in office. My mind is not working now”.

Geet leaves him and turn other side. She is not able to understand what is going on with her. The urge to claim him is so high. How could Sameera hug him, kiss him that way. Why is she so upset?

She turned to Maan “Not now, not in office. I am going to guest house. You come there at lunch time”

She left and Maan keeps looking, absorbing everything. Maan who bosses everyone just love her authority on him. Smile crept on his face.

“Abb jo saza dena hai de do.” Maan called Adi “Yes Sir. Sir I know woo Geet”

“No Actually I sent her. She was bit upset”

“I am sorry Sir. She reaches to trouble you directly all the time. Per ladki acche hai sir. Thordee dhili hain dimag se”

“Pata hai… it’s OK” Maan smiles

Geet reaches the guest house. She sees the condition of Guest house and she could see it disrupted. Somewhere she knew it was all Maan’s frustration of these two days. On top she has been not so good with her behavior.

Geet looked at the wall clock. It was 10:30 am. She went around whole house and fixed the house. Changed the bed sheet, arranged the tables, his selves, cupboards etc. At his cupboards, she had lingered long, taking smell of his. Geet did not realize how she was drowning in Maan and how desire to feel him was taking over her, somewhat more after Sameera’s visit.

Later she freshens up fixed herself and went to kitchen. She wanted to make something nice for Maan. She remembers how he missed homemade food.

It was 1:00 pm and she had been in kitchen since 11:30. She was already done with most and was just making barter for Pakora. Her hands were still dipped in the liquid barter, trying to make it lighter when she felt him exactly behind her. She had been thinking of Maan all while and now the feel of him just made her breath stop. Her dupatta was already on ground as she was cooking alone, not expecting Maan this early.

He came even closer and hit her shoulder from his broad chest. Her deep back neck of kurta made him touch her bare skin. Geet gulped her saliva, took a deep breath to take his intoxication smell. They being alone in house, she being bottled with so many emotions and urges, turned towards him. Her curves collided with his strong chest. But Maan did not hold her, he had his hand tied back with each other. She held his strong arms with her hands. One hand that was dipped in barter earlier making good stain in his expensive shirt. He just kept looking at her.

She looked up to see his handsome face so close to her. In return giving him beautiful view of her messed up cute face. Her eyes went on his cheeks and flashes of Sameera kissing him came in front of her eyes. She took her hand with barter on it on his cheek, rubbing them with her thumb, but desire overtook and she started caressing his whole face with her palm, making his face marked with barter. She could hear his heart beat, which were as erratic as hers. But him not touching her back irked her. She needed him to hold her, touch her and crush her. But he was controlling and holding himself with the Bandishen that she has bound him with.

Her heart this moment was not in her control, she got angry, did not know why. Next she held his collar to pull him towards her, showing her anger. He smiled, completely submitting to her. It was super tough for Maan to control, but now he was playing games. Provoke her, see how far she goes.

Geet sensually traced her hands on his chest over his shirt. Taking heavy breath, Maan inhaled her passion. She opened his top button, looked at him with angry and passion filled eyes. He looked intensely in her eyes but soon gave her his smile, provoking her further. Geet pulled him towards her roughly by pulling his shirt.  She could feel his hardness against her. Geet’s desire went high and she kept opening his buttons and slowly baring his front for herself. His well-toned beautiful front for her feasting, to her misery he was not wearing his vest today. She looked up into his eyes and stumbled at the intensity in his eyes. He supported her by holding her waist and straightened her. Her hand went in the liquid barter again. She brought her hand on his bare chest, feeling each part of it, moving her hands up and down, painting his body with the barter.

He pulled her towards her in jerk by her waist “Abb bas karo, if you don’t want me to lose all my sanity. Sab Bandishen tor dunga main” he said in heavy hoarse voice. Geet held both sides of his shirt in her fist

“How dare she touch you”

Maan smiled “toh badla le liya na tumne” she turned her back to him, her hand on her chest, folded

Maan came closer “Ok, it will never ever happen again”

Geet smiled on his pampering “Now go get fresh. You are a mess. I will put the lunch” faking her anger