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She had been to this room before once or twice ..but now ..it's their room.Sitting in midst of floral bed Swara ..waiting for her husband..husband she smiled ..mere buddu. Though they have been bound in every other way but getting together in sacred bond of holy matrimony held its importance. Now she is 'Mrs Sanskaar Maheswari' How pious was that moment when Sanskaar filled her maang with his naam ka sindoor, graced her neck with his naam ka mangalsutra.

Now their relation is complete in every way...Marriage had been an extravagant affair as she expected, with who's whos of city ,especially business world gracing the occasion. There were no doubts or second thoughts that it would be a Marwari style marriage but they got married in Bengali and Marwari tradition as well.

It was Sanskaar's idea for everyone's surprise , Even Her Maa, Dida had been struck awe as he mentioned how equally important he holds Swara roots as well ..though Anirban had not been Swara's biological dad Sanskaar knew how high Swara held him ,for what he had done for his mom and her family ..her 'Baba' and he held same immense respect for him .Swara felt her heart swelling with pride as she looked at her Sanskaar ..and fell in little more love with him , it seemed to be never ending ..and shes loving every bit of it .. falling in love every day with love of her life ..such a wonderful feeling it was.

Bidaai had been an emotional affair but embarking upon this new journey with Sanskaar is something she had been looking forward to.After gruh pravesh rituals and seeking blessings of Sanskaar's Mom.. she had been slowly guided to Sanskaar room . As she stepped in, the sight and aroma of scented candles hit her.. Her eyes quickly glanced around room and as she caught sight of huge 4 poster bed , curtains draped around , rose petals scattered generously..her heart thudded faster. Parineeta bhabhi's tips only made her blush harder as she made her sit on bed...and left the room teasing her " Ab hum jyada der yaha rukne na .. tho hamari devar ji na nazar hojayenge. Woh tho kabse utawala ho rahe hain tumhare paas aane ke liye."

Now waiting all alone in their room Swara tried to calm her nervous heart ..it's not like they will be making love for first time but all this setting.. "C!mon Swara ..itna tension kyu le rahi hain ..she told herself 'kitne filmo mein dekha hain'.. Hero would come .. lift heroines ghunghat and she is supposed to blush ..then comes the jewellary part where hero helps heroine Help thodi karta hain ..wahi nikal deta hai" she laughed to herself.

She wondered why they would show it like an hours work, like a slow motion movie, moving in frames . It would take just few minutes to get them all out and them comes .. the most romantic part of it .. untying dori ..her hands instinctively reached her back, just to make sure she had one.. Yes she does .. again the same slow motion act and jaise hi hero heroine ki pass aatahain.. phir blur ..Swara sighed ,these films and TV shows! .. how cliched and routine...Is Sanskaar going to do all that typical stuff ,she wondered and the click of door interrupted her thoughts...

As Sanskaar walked in caught of glimpse of his loving wife ..'Wife 'he smiled to himself 'Mrs Swara Maheswari'..now she belongs to him in every sense. He had never ever thought one day..a girl would come into his life and change his world completely. He had fallen for Swara with such a force and intensity..like he always thought she is his Fitoor ...Now looking at her sitting midst bed ,waiting for him .. His Dulhan ..His Swara ..his heart leaped with joy

Watching him move towards bed ..She could feel his eyes on her even from distance.. The way he looked at her ,with ardent love and longing was enough to race her heart .. ..he looked dashing in that cream colour sherwani ..just like prince .. her prince charming .

As he gently settled besides her...Swara turned to look at him " Tho Mr sanskaar Maheswari .. aap aa gaye finally."

Sanskaar gently lifted her ghoonghat stared at her in awe for second and sighed "Ab hum jaate hi kahi jaate aapko chodkar Mrs Maheswari.." he leaned onto the bed post ...and next minute Swara found herself tunbled on him ,locked in his arms and gazing into his intense eyes "Jaha bhi jaate aapke paas hi aate.."

Her lips curved up into a smile as he asked "Did I make u wait for long?"

"Koi baat nahi Mr Maheshwari." Her arms wound around his neck "kyunki kabhi kabhi na intezaar ka phal meetha hota hain."

"Acha!" Sanskaar finger trailed over her cheek and his gaze lowered onto red luscious lips "ye phal khaane ko kaha milega" His thumb touched her lower lip, his eyes fixed on her.

Swara felt her cheeks taint with blush and lowered her lashes and in next second she lifted them to meet his and what she had seen in his eyes was enough to make her fall short of breath.. as he pulled her closer , she saw her own passion and desire mirrored in his eyes ..her lips parted giving him much needed invitation

"Yaad hain hamara pehla kiss" ..he whispered against her trembling lips brushing them softly and she felt same yearning.. Same fire run through her body " Yes" she whispered closing the distance them.A wild jolt of sensation ran through her as he kissed her softly lavishing enough attention on her upper lip.She gasped in pleasure as he teasingly nudged her upper lip and moved to her lower full lips ..her hands circled his nape , moving up her fingers curled into locks of his hair, pressing him more closer .In response ,his one hand slid over her waist pressing her every curve to his body ..other hand circled her nape ..angling her face and the kiss quickly deepened into a hot searing need. As his tongue slid into hers ..she moaned ..her every moan and sigh lost in kiss, melting her insides .As she met his need to equal fervor ..the fabrics around them felt tighter. He wanted to feel her, with no barriers between them and in an almost urgent need his hand tugged her duppata ..letting it slide off His hands moved up with same urgency pulling off the strings of dori ..his hands slid beneath ..and she gasped with shock of pleasure breaking the kiss as his fingers stroked her nipple.Her face flushed..her chest heavy with breath ..she turned to other side unable to meet his gaze trying to calm her racing heart , the throbbing in her veins .. this liquid fire pulsing through her body.

She felt her heart thud slowly .. as she felt his breath..hot on her neck ..his fingers working on her hair and she felt it tumble down in waves ."Yeh raat hai ya tumhari zulfein khuli hui hai" she heard his faint whisper in her ears ..his lips gently traced her ears undoing her jhumkas ..her hair moved on to one side she felt his lips moving on her neck in soft short kisses..her hands curled into bed sheet as his one hand slid down her blouse ..kissing her exposed part .His fingers delicately undid her neck piece and then her bangles ..and as it slid onto her creamy waist in gentle caress pulling her kamarbandh off ,she had enough ..She wanted him to stop, stop this sweet torture he is unleashing upon her in bits and but she didn't want him to stop ..and go on forever .His strokes with hands and lips over her body raced her pulse..by the time he was finished with her jewellery her whole body was throbbing for him ..yearning for him in a need to take her.

"Sanskaar ..Please .."she moaned taking his name as he nibbled her earlobe gently ...she didn't know what she was asking for ..but his name through her lips with such a need was enough for him. Turning her to face him ,this time he kissed her with an hunger ..conveying his same need and ache to have her Her hands slid under his sherwani wanting to feel his bare skin..her hands moved in urgency ..sensing he helped her undo his buttons ..and as her hands moved on planes of his chest ..he groaned with pleasure deepening the kiss .It didn't take much time for them to get rid of rest of their clothes .as.they soon piled up on floor in heap.She was stretched on bed before him blushing ..her whole body crimson red ..her hair spilled over pillows in dark black waves ..and with just mangalsutr on her body and nothing else ..her sindoor strikingly standing out from partition of hair ...she looked like ...his heart filled with an unnamed emotion sweeping him over ..then she stretched out her arms ..reaching out to him .With an controlled gentleness he pressed her against him and her breath caught as she felt length of his body and they explored each other so softly gently ..with kisses and touches ...room filled with soft whispers turning into , deep moans..slow steady breath building unto ragged ones Their kisses became more inflamed and their breathing more erratic. As he gently moved inside her ..she arched with pleasure taking his name closing more tightly around him ..and she moved with him welcoming him deeper, and deeper with every thrust ,until she felt her body rapture with sensations ..followed by him ,swept into world of ecstasy as they joined as one.

He rolled next to her cradling her into his arms and he held for long as their breaths calmed down into a more steady rhythm. "I love you" he gently murmured brushing his lips on hair ..holding her more closer still trying gather back his scattered senses. Feeling heavy and sated "I love you too" Swara murmured in response snuggling into crook of his arms beneath sheets covering them .His hand gently stroked over her bare back soothing her further.He felt her smile "Kya hua?"

"Kuch Nahi" .. Swara lifted her face to look at him " Tumhare aane se pehle kuch soch rahithi"

"Kya?" his hands softly stroked her cheeks gazing at her curiously. Smiling Swara told him her theory of films and tv's suhaag raat ...

"Tho ab kya irada hai madam ka" .. he smiled mischievously

"I was wrong Mr Maheshwari .."Swara smiled back with equal mischief but he felt warmth rushing into her cheeks.

"Btw my jaan !You were right about something" he smirked naughtily.

This time it was Swara's turn to be curios .Guazing her expression Sanskaar pulled her more closer ..bringing her face above his.

" Batadu" he gently questioned her ,Swara nodded in silence at loss of words .. his hands were already working on her curves and she felt the heat coursing her. "Bolo" she heard herself whisper again ..leaning closer to him unconsciously .." Yahi ki intezaar ka phal ..and he didn't have to complete the rest of words ..

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