Chapter 51 – In barn

"Hi! I'm your Hubby's ex..."

Suhana spoke directly to Noor, with her right hand outstretched for shaking. Her face fully traced with mischievousness.

"Just shut up! Suhana!"  Faraan scolded her at once.

"Hey! What's the matter? Doesn't she know?"

Suhana spoke while looking in the direction of both. One by one.

"Suhana!"

He growled like little threat under his tone.

"Haha! O my God!  Just look at her face. Eeh!"

She giggled, pointing her index finger towards Noor's face.

Noor was, blinking lashes to push her tears back. She trailed up her eyes from Suhana to Faraan — laid a deep wounded gaze on him. Took couple of steps back.

"Noor!" He got startled.

The way, without any blink, she was with glistening eyes, staring at him. He moved forward, to grip her hand but she turned and literally ran up to the stairs.

"Hey! listen girl."

Suhana yelled at her back as she started sensing, the mood of her cousin, who was now with clenched jaws looking into her direction.

"What..is...your problem? What was the need of such idiotism here?"

He was snarling.

"At first, don't chew me and secondly – is she your wife? I just did a simple joke, and she–she got convinced?"

She was looking up in her irascible cousin's eyes, to cut down the weight of the charge, which she earned recently, for a plain joke.

"I mean...I ..am sorry to say, but she doesn't trust you." She added like peacefully announced her verdict with a little nod.

"Suhana! Here I'm not inviting you to analyze her. I know her very well." Faraan gritted. The ratio of his stress was high instead of sternness.

"Faan...you never cared for me even for a cousin — how can I think to marry a person like you, which is always ready to criticize...my lifestyle, my dressing, my everything. It was just a simple joke. She couldn't perceive, just ran away like sad heroine. What is she? A weirdo!"

"Hmmm. OK! now go - take some rest." Faraan nonchalantly gave her a signal to leave.

"But...why didn't tell me this .....how secretly you got married....007?"

She was meaningfully asking with an eyebrow flash movement, then she punched on his arm.

"It was none of your concern...I mean enjoy your vacations......happy stay."

Faraan left her amaze with few questions, knocking on her mind.

She looked up his face for few moments, then a smile crept up to her face.

"Simply Romeo!"

As she dragged the words out of her mouth, Faraan softly grabbed her arm and signaled her to the staircase with his other hand.

"This way!". He said, a Pan Am smile on his face, was totally in compliance.

"Ooppss...haha... Just going baby... yeah.... I will always love you...I will always love youuuuuu----"

She giggled a bit and after granting him a naughty smile, she was singing along while climbing up the stairs.

"Whitney ki bhatakti rooh"

(Whitney's wandering soul)

As Suhana cleared the scene, Faraan mumbled and shrugged in vexation. He walked ahead, left his handbag on octagonal brass inlaid, glass fixated coffee table and restlessly sat on sofa in the living room.

"Sir...water."

Zareena placed a glass filled with water in front of him.

"Thank you."

He replied while rubbing his eyelids with his thumb and middle finger of his left hand. While slowly gulping down the water, Suhana's ever ready childishness, Noor's face in response, came in his imagination, how she stepped back and ran to upstairs. Faraan stood up, he was mumbling with a helpless smile.

"These women!"

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"Noor..Jan."

As he entered in his room, found her busy in closet, he heard her sniffs.

"Hey...here". He spoke while closing the door of the closet, revealed his cherished princess, in red dress. The shirt with black contrast on front, back and on sleeves.... her honey brown silky locks were covering all her back. She at once turned her back towards him as an effort to avoiding him.

Faraan laid a deep gaze on her plushy figure and grabbed her tiny waist.

"Leave me..."

She turned after having a shock of his touch. A hanger in her hand, he grabbed and tossed the hanged dress on bed.

"Baby Jan...isn't it weird to welcome your hubby like this?"

Faraan spoke while yearning at her red red face, just matched with her suit.

"Don't call me...Baby , am not your Jan..... You lied to me."

She pushed away his hand.

"Noor....which lie?"

He gripped her arms, a sudden irk grew inside him.

"Just leave me...go away...go away from here... You are a liar."

She yelled in his grip, Faraan was narrowly watching her, his forehead creased a bit, but he forced himself to be on the path of politeness.

"Noor.....hey doll....listen."

He tried to cupped her face.

"Koi doll woll Nahi hoo mai, (don't doll me.... You are a liar....(hitch) ...every time you lied to me...."

She snapped away his hands and started pushing him back. Faraan gripped her arms from her elbows. But she started punching on his chest.

He sneered at her so insane behavior..and just bent peacefully on her face, but her little sharp voice ignited him.

"Just leave me....don't touch...don't touch me anymore, you ch...ch...cheated on...."

She started wriggling hard in his grip, pressing her hands, forming into fists against his chest with full force, she was moving her face away as not allowing him to kiss herself.

"Noor.... Chup!"

He blocked her mouth with his palm, curfewed her words inside, "Noor...you sure have a mouth on your face." His breath was rising up, now.

"Go away...don't touch me."

She snapped away her face, from his heat laden, rough palm.

"Go to your ex-wife, with whom you were on Europe tour...she is....she is...bold.... beautiful...smart....sexy....everything." She was yelling at him.

It wasn't that he was expecting from her. Beside any warmth filled emotions between them, he was facing her an unreasoned ire.

"Shut up...bakwas nahi"

He clamped her arms with wild strength for a second, he growled and left her with a hard jerk. She stumbled back and got hit with dressing table....

"You are not h-human...you are a b-beast...."

She started crying....even loud...

Faraan moved ahead raised his index finger at her face and spoke in merciless tone.

"Keep quiet.... Straight away"

Hitch....

Her breath was hitched in her throat....

His eyes were way closer to be red, a vein in his temple was bulged out, his heated breath on her face, his clenched jaw....it was like all of his love gone. He clamped and engraved his fingers in her arms....

"Kia chahti ho?"

(What do you want)

He asked in bitterest tone, leaving Noor agape. She simply forgot to cry. Just panting in his cold yet hard grip.... Boring eyes in each other's, there was an oscillating gaze travel between them.

"Er...hh." His fingers dangerously engraving in her arms, she groaned with a little quiver in her lip yet chin...wriggled a bit and asked. "She — Is she your ex-wife?"

At last she inquired that, what she was supposed to ask at first....

"Yes. She is. Now what?"

He replied with more force on her. His reply left Noor froze just for a second, but then..

"You...cheater...liar...kidnapper!"

In his grip, she started pushing, hitting him with her fists...she was like gone mad. His affirmation was enough for her such reaction.

"Woman.....calm yourself." Faraan nearly yelled at her. His wife was fighting with him, over a girl....his dismay was on crest.

He dragged her towards the dressing room, pulled her in with tight grip on her arm and closed the door behind. He didn't wanted this fight, to be listened by anyone.

"Noor......listen!"

He raised his hand horizontally, pressing her against the closed door, he tried to earn her silent attention.

"Leave me you.... Beast! Leave me alone. Go away from here!"

She again with her full might hitting him, pushing him back...while he was unmovable..like a wall....like a metamorphic rock, hard yet cold... But still the blazing meteorite in his eyes for her.

"Stop behaving moron like!" He growled, Noor felt minty breath slithering on her face,

"Let me go.... l-leave me....just drop me at my Mom's." She started sobbing and pushing him hard.

Faraan suddenly loosened his grip, stepped back to let her away.

"Go! Wherever do you want to."

He opened the door, cold eyes upon her, but seething inside. He was at the verge of his temper....

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Noor's POV:

"Nonsense girl, you had to listen him!"

Mirror spoke ...

My reflection... always go against me...why?

"Liar is he." I was sobbing in washroom. My palms around my drenched face..

He came with a girl, Suhana, whom introduced herself as his...ex-wife.... (hitch)..It's so painful, I got stabbed like there..

You know..you know he was not looking at me, he was busy in his ex, Suhana....

He lied..I mean why he lied to me...?.he should have tell me earlier, then I would not be fell in love with him...I would stop myself.... (hitch).....

Aaaah.....beast....I love you...no...no ..I hate you now"

For past half an hour, I was in washroom, I don't know why and from where, tears were rushing out of my eyes....my eyes were now aching... My reflection was mocking on me...the walls around were laughing at me. It seems I have done all wrong...

Won't you become feel jealous in that situation?

Splash...

I turned on tap once again filled my palms and splashed on my face....did it again..now with one palm, I splashed both in my eyes one by one. My eyes were burning... I looked up my face in mirror....all my adorning was gone... My lipstick was completely vanished.. My Kajal was bled and washed away. I was feeling quivers still, I bit my lip to stop its uncontrolled motions....

Knock ...knock....

The door of washroom was being knocked with someone's knuckle.

I left my lip to quiver again.

Knocking on the door, made my heartbeat drumming fast...

I slowly twisted the knob to get it unlocked. As I came out, Zareena was there.

"Ma'am, Sir is calling you at dinner table.....are you alright. Ma'am'?"

"I don't have an appetite...Zareena. My appetite just gone." I was like pleading to her.

"Ma'am, Don't get wrong Suhana ma'am, she is over jolly type, she mostly found in joking around, she just did a joke. She isn't Sir's ex. In fact, Sir doesn't like her, as I witnessed. She is Sir's cousin only. Uses to visit, stays as a guest but no other relationship between them, in fact 6 months back she got married."

Zareena guessed tension between Noor and Faraan, and tried to make a clarification about bone of contention.

"How can she say like that in the name of joke? I mean it's not a mere thing to ignore?"

"Ma'am she is westernized, but not in wrong way. She used to visit here too when Sir's parents were alive. they both treated her like daughter, but Sir had always kept a distance, She is very bold around Sir. But it's her upbringing, atmosphere where she grown up. It's not her personal fault. Beside it, she is all nice human."

"Zareena, we.....I mean me..." I was all emptied. A hollowness surrounded me at once. I saw the bag in which I stuffed my books – few dresses in full agony.

"Ma'am are you going somewhere?"

Zareena followed my gaze and asked with little surprise.

"Yes, he is going to drop me at my Mom's for ma–many days."

I heard my tear filled voice.

"Ohh, Ma'am!" Zareena could only form these words.

*****

"Faraan......"

I called him with frightful heart, his stern gestures drowning me in deep well.

"Strap up!"

His voice like ice rock, cold and stern. He ordered, while fastening his seatbelt.... eyes were fixed on windscreen.

zareena placed my bag on back seat and waved hand with dismayed gestures...He asked about Suhana, and Zareena told him, she was too tired, just gone to bed As I fastened it....he raced the accelerator, soon car was on the way....

I tried my best to soften him at dinner table, but he was much crossed.... Before leaving, I offered Salaah, and did a special pray for my beast's mood... You know, I was feeling so guilty... How he controlled his slap after listening me calling him names , I was simply wonder....

At dinner table, as I came downstairs, after adorning myself again, Suhana stood up from her seat...gave me a cheek hug....made me sit beside her...

She was looking very smart, in black jumpsuit with little pansies imprinted. I saw table was served in manner, not so loaded....just saw my dish proudly.

"Nor I'm sorry...my head is too horrid"

She stroke her head with her fist.

"And believe me I can pledge, I know he is hot...but out of my league....ask why?"

She made me ask a question to her.

"Why?"

I asked but my eyes were on my beast....all I want myself to coveted by him...he was behaving cold....normally he behaved courteous in gathering, but, then I found he was intentionally making himself busy in his phone , afterwards he started typing something.

"You see how he is ignoring you...his Cinderella-type wife....like pretending himself Bill Gates here...that's why I never ever imagined to become this Sarro's (grim faced) wife"

"Ladies start your meal."

I saw he was aiming to the platter of Chinese rice.

Zareena came forward and held with platter she informed him about the Cook..(me)... I saw his gaze touched me for a second....I bit my lip at once....

"Nor ...tell me about you"

Suhana asking me within little morsels...

I saw him mouthing a spoonful of Chinese Rice, my heart filled with an unknown happiness. I cleared my throat....and spoke loud enough that everyone even passerby Zareena gone startled.....

"Well, I'm Mrs Noor e Faraan'.."

I was telling her about me...and in the end she spoke to the beast.

"Faan....she is soooo cuuuute....how and when you both met?"

Her comment made me blush, I felt his eyes on me and then I heard, he replied Suhana.

"Have you heard about beauty and the beast?"

*****

Weather was rough...I was in remorse for being out....All my fault....

"Ya Allah...help me."

I prayed in mind for everything nice ahead...

"Faraan... Listen." I dared.

"Han bolo."

(Speak up)

He spoke roughly to ache my heart.

"Faraan.... I-"

He lift his hand from the steering and signaled me to keep quiet.

This act of him. Wasn't it so rude!

'Please my beast'

"Where are you taking me?"

I tried another attempt—to talk to him.

"Not on honeymoon."

He uttered a little growl.

"Acha, phir kaha?"

(Okay then where)

I asked innocently. My innocent works on him.

"At your Mom's; on your demand."

He was still looking outside.

'Beast why aren't you looking at me. Your heroine just right here'

"No."

I spoke with a nod.

"What no?" He with his imperious voice, was looking at me.

"Mujhay nahi jana. I don't want to go." I replied back in his eyes. "Please go back....I'm not. Aahhh!"

With a little squeal, I couldn't complete my sentence. Beast turned the car at once. The vehicle literally spun around that made me sticker on the door.

I saw he was coldly gazing me while completing the turn.

"Faraan."

I went breathless. He sped up the car, then in smooth way.

"Happy?"

After granting me cruel some  gaze, he again got busy in driving.

Wah....foran bat maan li noor...but buhat ajeeb hai... araam say reverse nahi kersakta tha....ufff....kia keroo?

(great, he did me a favor, but how madly he reversed....)

I saw his hands on steering, then I saw my hands...his strong and broad hand were clasped to the steering....my eyes, traveled more, he was in blue denim jacket and dark denim jeans. I inwardly blushed, he was looking handsome in that rough style.

Noor...himmat kerlo..

My heart got enraged and started beating fast when I slowly placed my right hand over the beast's left hand on steering.

"Faraan I'm...Sorry."

I spoke while looking at his face..with a hope....but, he unclasped his hand from the steering, and placed then on his thigh, leaving my hand in the air.

Beast....

I pleaded inside my head.

"Faraan please, listen to me..."

With this I again put my hand on his half fisted hand..placed over his thigh....yes I dared it....

"Please talk to me...."

I was accepting my crime.....but..he was like stone... Slowly he moved his hand again and....then again placed on steering, leaving my hand alone there.....on his ...I mean on his thigh....alone.

I ignored the brain's order to lift up my hand, beside that my heart signed an approval to keep doing that.

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Few Moments Passed ************************

"Faraan...." I spoke, to catch his attention.

"Noor!" He spoke while looking at me weirdly in reply.

"Yes." I happily (inwardly) asked.

"Apna hath hatao foran.....werna garii (car) kahee maar doo ga."

(move your hand away, otherwise I will bang the car into something)

"What?....why?"

I inquired simply but my hand still there.(intentionally)

He never replied but I felt some change in his gestures...

Grrr...boom....

As I heard thunder and lightning in the sky I got panicked.

"Faraan! Weather's condition is not good."

I informed him by taking a glance outside in the darkness.

He turned the car and made its way on an uneven road......and replied me with searing gaze.

"Halat to meri bhi kharab hai"

(even me not in well condition)

"How?"

I sensed something in his voice, in his eyes. I looked around, some of fields around, crops were swooshing in eerie manner, wind was like so heavy to blow on its natural rhythm. It was feeling like a calmness before any calamity.

'Faraan....please get me back to home....where are you taking me?"

"To punish you!" He was boring me with eyes now. How eccentric he was looking at that time.

"No...I said...I'm sorry....Very sorry...in fact."

I was feeling my throat is stuffed with giant saline lump. I saw my hand still there....slowly I lifted my hand but, at once he caged my hand on his thigh....while squeezing my hand, he spoke. "Not so easily. Mrs. Noor e Faraan."

He turned on the wipers, as heavy downpour started along with hail. It was beating the windscreen and car roof ferociously..

"Faraan...."

"Shh......Tranquilo."

(Quiet)

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Faraan's POV:

"Hmmm.....Nice place...."

I saw Noor was looking so aghast at that time...

As Amma left, I saw, she was looking so quiet..so scared.

I wanted to drove her to the rest house, where she became my hostage to Mrs. Faraan. Where I felt first time helpless in front of a girl...I was supposed to drop her at her mom, but after her first cute efforts to make me cheer, and her styles, made my heart flutter, all my agony, just gone...but on the way to rest house, weather gone rough. I saw her face was....her purely tantalizing innocence was tingling with my emoticons.

"Faraan there is an uprooted tree on the road."

I was examining her, then she informed after examining the road.

"Ohh!" I braked the paddle.

"Listen...now?" I asked like an obedient husband.

"Wapis chalain."

(Go back)

Her cute lips delivered an advice.

"Why should I follow you?"

Now I behaved like a stubborn husband.

"As you wish." She turned away her face, she was looking outside may be hiding her smile.

"Boring Orat."

I mumbled audibly to her...

She slowly turned her face, read my gestures and spoke with little sarcasm.

"To apko gana sunao kia?"

(Should I sing a song for you)

"Buhat jawab nahi deny lagi tum..?"

(You are speaking much...aren't you)

I cooed like a harmless husband, and picked out my cell, pushed the number of Sajawal.....

I was talking about my arrival within few minutes.

After hanging the call, I turned the car to the sub road at left. It was the way to a small village.

After few minutes, jerky drive, I found Sajawal was coming towards us....with an umbrella in his hand.

As I stopped the car and got out, Sajawal came closer and greeted me...

He took us to his house. A purely village house.

As we got neared, Amma got out of the gate, gave us a cordially warm welcome, I saw Noor was awestruck and hugged her in quite detail. She warmly invited us inside.

"Saab ...she is Sajawal's wife."

As we sat on round bamboo chairs, a pregnant looking woman came and said us salam, then Amma introduced her with me.

Amma talking with Noor, while Sajawal briefing me about a natural lake near, most suitable place of fishing plus hunting.

"Amma! After having dinner..Noor wanted a long drive, but unluckily weather became worse....you have no need to get into any formalities...please"

I politely refused Amma' s offer

to have supper or anything I checked my phone, signals suddenly went down....within minutes Sajawal's wife brought us steamy cups of tea....

"Ohh why....I'm sorry to make you in trouble"

Noor was saying to her, I smiled at her formal comments and spoke in my mind.

"Wanna see you in same trouble very soon.... Señora?"

After having special Jaggery, cardamom tea.... I thanked them, stood up and got out of the house to look around for the weather condition...it was still rough....

"Saab, our house is small, why don't you stay at our hay barn..its neat enough to stay for few hours"

Amma gave an idea..

"OK we will"

I gave consent for stay at that reedbarn, after having a look of it.... It has piles of hay bales at far corners and in between....Amma and Sajawal placed bedding with blankets on a Charpoy laying in the barn...

Sajawal brought an oval tin tub with small wooden logs, he made it ablaze fire.... For warmth in there..

"You will stay here?"

As Noor came with Amma, she asked innocently.

"Yes....we will stay for a night here"

Amma smiled and placed a lantern over a stool and left with a goodnight wish.

"Noor, what happened?" I asked while minimizing the distance.

She looked up in my eyes for a moment then lowered her head...

"Why are you so depressed?"

I asked my innocent wife, in barn, she was yielding heat on her cheeks to become it red.

"you were crossed.... I said sorry"

She spoke.

"Hmmmm"

With deep hmm, I gazed her half veiled head, little drops of rain water still on her locks, showing her like flower with dew on its petals "Noor ..."

I called.

"What..."

She replied.

"It's OK....forget about that...I'm not angry anymore.....all of your cuteness in the car, sucked it away....now come on I'm very sleepy"

I gripped her hand and with a jerk , pulled her a bit......all her fragile silken frame hit in me ..

"Faraan"

She was trembling.

"Yes"

I looked at her face.....looked at her brittle figure, draped in red color.

"Where will you sleep?"

She asked in perplexing tone. She was looking at the single rope bed....

Now I saw her eyes, which were gone over sized with some kind of miseries, her gleaming face wrapped around red veil.....her beautiful petals on which she tried some dark color, but it was now perfect, seductively dim.

My eyes trailed to her lips, and pupils gone dilated at my lady's quivers and I got amused by heart....she was only a trustee of my treasure, her purity, what she behold with a glass like care, only for me.

"Issi bed per...koi shakk?"

(on this bed...any doubts)

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Noor asked in hope. "Where will you sleep?"

"On same bed....don't we share a bed at home?"

His virile presence, making Noor flabbergasted.

"But it's...it's...single"

She was reluctant.

"We'll make it bunker bed"

He had ideas.

"How"

Her hopes...

"I will lay on bed, and you will lay on me....

He replied and earned a smile. He left Noor blushing there after stealing few glances of his favorite scene.. he moved towards the door....for checking the strength, he punched few times...and latched the bolt.

"Aaaaa....."

He heard a squeal after anything swooshing around, he turned, and Noor with squeal budged in him....

"What?" He was amazed a bit.

"Faraan..chooha"

"What.... Itna bara admi tumko chhoha lagta hai?"

(How can you call me rat? Me so huge man seem to you a rat)

He acted.

"No...no..there is a rat...mouse....jerry"

She was panting and pointing faraway corner of the barn.

"Come on it has escaped...I'm sure". He replied with an arm around her.

"No...it was ran to that side not to the door". She was assured of its presence.

"Noor...relax...woh chooha hai, human nahi k usay door ki need ho...or wesay bhi choohy wild cats say duur bhagtay hain".

(it's only a rat, and rats are feared most of wild cats)

He cupped her cheeks....said bit grittily as never wanting a chooha (rat) between them.

"And that is you"

Before she can ask, "where is wild cat", he replied in advance wounding arms around her...he just reminded her fight scene with a smile.

"I'm not wild cat..albeit you are beast...from the beginning...OK?"

Noor broke the circle of his arms and continued to moved away...but within seconds she was again breathing against his chest...

Faraan caged her with in his ironic like grip....his eyes bored deep within, Noor blinked and spoke but her words lost in his mouth...he never let her say anything, only but madly squashing her petite frame in him....he was so passionate.

She felt at her back a large square bale of hay, but Faraan never letting her form any word. she squirmed like a fish, in need of air..his urge grew but he left her slowly yet elastically, she started panting there.

"Cruel"

She proclaimed in between, with small punch in his chest.

"Well you are not first timer to my kiss now"

Faraan amused but asked.

"But it seems you are first timer"

She replied still out of breath.

"Well how?"

He bent on her face, with huge grin.

"I don't have gills...OK?...Why you always choke me?" Noor frowned at him. The remnants of the lipstick was gone, he ate all.

"Tum ghussay mai or bhi haseen lagti ho..."

(you look more beautiful while in rage)

He grabbed her from waist, crushed her fragility, against his more hardened body. As all of a sudden a more hard feeling grew against her upper belly.

"Acha mujhay neend arahi hai"

(OK , I'm going to sleep)

She said in between his arms, felt a sudden realization...A strange gush of shame....as Faraan looking down at her so affectionately...

"Aisay to mat dekhen..."

(Don't look like that)

She lowered her head and with drumming heart, she spoke difficultly.

"Sight is blessing... Now I understand"

Noor got hit by blush attacks...

"Scared of me?"

He lifted her chin and peeped in her deep lakes.

"No....mmm...yes....mmm....I mean a kind of"

Noor replied, listening their mixed heartbeats...his Cologne...his pure manly aura...were making her numb.

"What... One answer please?" Faraan insisted.

"Thori thori..

(a little bit)

She replied with her palms with little pressure on his biceps, but he was strong in grip.

"Noor ..I need you....how badly, even you can't imagine"

He said with smoldering her with his eyes... He picked her in bridal style....the moonlight, merely seeping inside due to the widths between the uneven reeds...rain was stooped. The atmosphere inside.... the low lit lantern which flame was about to die....the bonfire in metal tub....dancing flames...she declares it all romantic but still She was shivering.....yet fearing...

"Faraan"

He heard her panicked mumble....

"Kia hoa?"

(what is it")

His deep voice.. So weird.

"Isn't it so dark here...?" She was feeling ...a lot more in atmosphere, beside of darkness "Darkness is good for some reasons, I'm sure tonight you will become fan of darkness."

"H....how?" She....

"You will know soon.." He....

He deposited her on a single charpoy(rope bed), and straightened up....

Noor saw his tall frame blocking all of the lights, coming in her direction.

She sat stricken in the center of charpoy, He was towering over her, the distance between them was about to die...

He slowly put off his denim jacket. and revealed his white T-shirt beneath, perfectly shaping his muscular body....

"Noor may I?"

He bent on her face, asked very near from her.

In the dim light, he saw Noor, his wife....just got shrivel in herself her arms around her...she was trembling under his searing gaze. Faraan slowly sat next to her and squeezed her body gently in his. He rubbed her back with a feeling of an intense need. His hands slipping all over of her...

He felt she was bit struggling ...might be 5% of her....

"Noor, Faraan FIDA hai tum per"

(Noor..Faraan love you deepest)

He was overwhelmed by an unknown non drunk pleasure, his voice full of bass, deep yet love glazed.

He heard her hiccups in reply, her body jolts making him mad for her....

He loosened grip around her and his caressing hand was now rubbing her back to make her jolts soothe...

"It's OK... Babe"

He gathered all her hair and swayed away to her right side made her neck revealing....

Her beautiful, swanlike neck with small red mole on it, always his favorite beauty spot.....his lust grew.

"Let me taste it."

He just bend and nipped her neck, he was sucking on the mole with his fervent tongue...

He heard a gasp....Noor was responding...

He traced her neck with his demanding lips, few more times...

Her fragrant body....was feeling so cold....

His hand slipped on her back...squeezed her in himself and traced her shirt with his index finger vertically alongside her spine....

This gave her another jolt..and he felt all her beauty filled body softness into his..

Pp..please...

Her weak hiccup...escape through her lips.

"I need you more.....Noor"

He whispered in her ear...

"Far...aan..."

Her scared voice.

He just freed her and searched her innocent face, which was looking so tempting.....quivering lips were now under his concentration.

There were few of pleas in her lake alike eyes...

"Is there any problem ....beauty... genuine?"

He just jumped into her eyes and asked when popped, with deep enriched voice.

He saw she nodded and lowered her head and lashes fell down

He made her lie down, her arms crossed, at her front...

"Noor....open your eyes....look at me...."

At his demand, the lady in red, slowly parted her lids, saw him....

"Fara....an"

She spoke cum pleaded.

"Trust me....won't hurt you"

He whispered in her ear.....and slowly unveiled her treasures, which she kept safe for him..

He spread her hair on pillow, pulled her both hands in his strong heated grip...then..

He was on top of her...grazed every bit of her beautiful face.

Faraan was now fully charged....

"Noor, don't get so stiff....breath normally". He was taking off her shirt....As she got exposed, he smiled at her.... she was palming her face...hiding her beautiful porcelain body from him.

He saw, she was continuously trembling in her black lacy under garments. Her eyes were closed.

"It's so sexy...hmm...Prepared for me..?"

He lied down and pulled her close..... Unfolded the blanket and draped over both of them....

"Faraan"

She sobbed when he unclamped the hook of her bra...kissed on, where her heart was....kissed her every inch.....

He was doing all in gentle way Caressing her, loving her.... He was eligible in every way to make her proud of herself...his lovingly acts....desperate yet adoring moves......Noor was in smog...her feelings...she was hiding her tears....

"Beauty I would be little beastly...please don't get scared..will you?"

He was asking her, every part of her body was belong to him...he was making her his....

She nodded and closed her eyes....... Ahhh....It is part of every women life....I'm not alone...she dreadfully thought and surrendered herself to him.......

Night was so cold but he was generating heat with his love , adoration....his love for his wife...beast was on feast....

"Cocaine hai Cocaine". He groaned.

A night, in his life, in his bachelor life came and was passing with all of its magnetism, momentum, secrecy and satiation. Faraan whole the time witnessed his wife, beyond scared and overly naïve.

He got up on his elbow, slowly kissed his beautiful yet pale wife, who was now sleeping, he hid her in himself... covered her bare shoulder with a gentle care....made her snuggle in himself, and closed his eyes with intoxicated waves around and inside him.

"Hitch"......(a sob)

He felt she was sobbing in slumber...a tear was from corner of her eye, still on its way to her temple, and absorbed in her honey locks.

He heard she was quivering and murmuring in painful sleep.

"Beast is you..asli wala...hitch"

{ you are actual beast...(sob)}