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Maaneet Suhaag Raat- Jane’s version one

Hello Sheelolooo This weeks Sundae is different. Not TPR but SR revisited. This I wrote a long time ago at the request of a friend. I hope that I have been able to create the whole scene in your minds eye for you. If I succeed in doing that I will be happy. Please do tell me if you like it.

After their long awaited wedding, the long awaited SR that never happened except on Jane’s pages ;)) No lanterns, No itchy hay, just love and passion πŸ™‚


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Suhaag Raat.


She lay on her side watching him sleep, her hands pillowing her head. He had fallen asleep a little while ago after he had given her the most beautiful gift.

But sleep eluded her. Her mind was crowded with too many emotions.

She reached out and softly traced his cheek covered in stubble.

Her beautiful Maan.

Now, she was his, completely, body and soul. Those eyes that melted her heart every time they looked at her were closed in sleep, those spiky long sexy lashes of his casting shadows against his cheekbones. He was sprawled out next to her, sleeping on his stomach, his arm thrown over her in a possessive gesture.

As if even in his sleep he did not want to let her go.

Warm light from the candles encased in exquisite crystal jewelled red chandeliers fell across the room casting soft shadows across his muscled form, he looked like a sleeping tiger, she thought.

The heady fragrance of flowers filled the air. Jasmine and Rose. Some still fresh and some crushed into the silken sheets beneath them, releasing their fragrance even as they took their last breath.

She listened as the rain started to pelt the window pane. The wind had picked up and was howling outside. Hearing the wind and rain, her mind dragged her to a place she had tried hard to forget. The painful memories of that fateful night with Dev that had changed everything.

It seemed to her that a lifetime had passed since that fateful night. She had been so young then, her head full of sweet young romantic, innocent dreams.

She had completely trusted her parents to choose for her the man they thought would be the one to look after her, to cherish her, to perhaps love her even. As she had trusted in them she had also trusted in Dev. He had been so convincing and she had been so young and naive.

She turned and lay on her back gently, so as not to wake him.

Pain erupted in her heart. Unconsciously she crushed the silken sheet under her hand.

Yes, she had trusted and her trust had been shattered so brutally first by Dev and then by her family. Her own blood.

She recalled how he had told her lie after lie so convincingly.

How he had used her body to slake his carnal thirst. Not caring if he hurt her or made her pregnant. She had no expectation of what it would be like. She had just done her duty as her mother had told her and borne the invasion of her body by the man she thought she could trust.

He had not only ruthlessly stripped the innocence from her body but he had stripped the innocence from her soul.

Tears ran down the sides of her face as the pain of the past stabbed her like a knife and hurt her anew.

Maan moaned her name in his sleep and pulled her closer.

She looked across at him through her tears. He was smiling in his sleep. Her eyes roamed over his nakedness hungrily and she blushed as she saw the deep marks her nails had made on his back in throes of passion.

She pushed the unwanted, painful thoughts out of her mind replacing them with more recent events of this more memorable night.

Her mind and heart filled with love as she remembered every millisecond, his every look, his every action.

He had taken her on a journey of love that was as incredibly beautiful as it was intense.

He had unwrapped her as if she were the most beautiful precious gift. Caressing her skin as he had slowly removed her jewellery and her bridal finery, piece by piece, making her moan as he kissed the areas he had exposed to his scorching gaze. He had made love to her with his eyes and his touch, his sinful lips.

Whispered dark words of love that had made her succumb to the sensuous spell he was weaving all around her.

When his eyes had roamed over her in all her glory she had nearly died of embarrassment and had tried to cover her self from his hot scorching gaze. But he would have none of it.

He had gently removed her hands kissing them in turn and whispered to her

β€œMishty tum meri ho! Sirf Meri! And you are more beautiful then I could have ever imagined.” he had whispered, his eyes filled with molten heat.

He had kissed her so thoroughly seeking out all the honeyed sweetness of her mouth. His hands had caressed, teased and awoken her to his bewitching touch.

Ignoring her pleas of urgency, he had slowly built and stoked the fire that existed for each other. Encouraging her to touch him as he caressed her. To demand of him what she needed. She had watched him as her shy touch had him trembling with need, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he strained to place control over himself so he could gift her pleasure, before he took his.

He had whispered sweet words of love and sensuous words of encouragement at her shy hesitation. She had completely and utterly fallen under his spell and become totally wanton in his arms. Her body shuddering and writhing against his, he had made her lose control completely.

His lips had become instruments of tortuous pleasure as he kissed and worshipped every centimetre of her. Driving her wild with need.

Her skin tingled even now in places where his stubble had grazed her, just as she had marked him as he made her lose control, her body carried his marks of a thorough and intimate exploration of her. She felt more alive then she had ever felt.

He had stroked her and caressed her until she had been writhing with liquid need in his arms. Begging him, moaning his name again and again, needing him to release her from the incredible tension he has created within her.

When the moment had come for them to become one, he had taken her lips in a soul searing kiss and demanded that she open her eyes.

When she had finally dragged her passion drugged eyes open, her breath had stopped in her throat as she looked into his liquid chocolate eyes and saw the flames of desire burning fiercely with need and passion for her.

Even then, at that moment, when she could see that his muscles were straining, he had placed great restraint on himself, he had been so gentle so as not to hurt her.

Only when he had seen himself reflected in her wide desire filled eyes he had merged with her slowly, carefully to finally become one with her, slowly sinking into her silken welcoming depths, with a deep groan of masculine satisfaction. Controlling her frenzied actions by clamping her to him tightly.

He had paid homage to her body with his. Again and again with relentless energy and infinite patience taking her to the gates of heaven, to a place she never even knew existed.

Fresh tears ran down her face as she remembered the love and care he had taken with her. She loved him with every atom of her being. Her Maan.

A deep sigh of peace broke from her lips. At last she felt whole again. Healed by his love.

He awoke at her sigh, his expression instantly worried as he saw her. He raised himself on one elbow and looked at her, his dark eyes questioning, trying to understand her tears.

β€œMishty?” And then as a thought crossed his mind β€œ I hurt you, I was too rough! Forgive me, but I needed you so much! Please Mishty mujhe maaf kar do!” He lay back on the bed, his face full of self loathing.

She raised herself over him and pressed herself against him.

β€œNaahi Maan!” She said, shocked that he had even thought such a thing. β€œYou could never hurt me.” She said softly to him cupping his face unable to see him in pain. She kissed him with fervour trying to get through to him.

β€œGeet!” he gasped against her mouth. His arms came around her holding her tightly, reversing their positions he loomed over her. β€œThen tell me why are you crying my Mishty?” His eyes dark and intense as looked at her.

Her beautiful soft brown eyes reflecting her love for him she whispered softly β€œMaan, these are not tears of pain, these are tears of joy. In your arms I have found all the dreams that I had once lost. What you have given me tonight was more then I could have ever imagined.” She replied her eyes filling up again as her fingers softly tracing his cheeks.

He traced a tear trail with his lips. Holding her tightly in his embrace as he soothed her, his hand tucking a stray lock of hair away from her beautiful face. Whispering words of love to her.

He looked down at her for a long moment his eyes shining at her with love, understanding in his heart what she was saying to him, no words were needed to express that tonight they had taken their relationship and love to an entirely new level and become one.

Then, smiling a completely dusht danav smile at her he whispered against her lips β€œThen lets make more of your dreams come true!”

β€œMaan! Oh!” she gasped, her nails sank into his shoulders as she shuddered with pleasure. His lips closed over hers again as his body merged with hers with a deep groan of satisfaction.


β€œTum meri ho Mishty, Sirf meri!” He groaned against her lips, thrusting deep into her until she didn’t know where he stopped and she began.

β€œHaan Maan, Sirf tumhari!”

 

 

33 responses to “Maaneet Suhaag Raat- Jane’s version one

  1. Sarah

    September 2, 2012 at 9:23 am

    Jane Jane Jane…beautifully written SR from Geet’s point of view! Doesn’t every girl dream of this…sigh..It wasn’t only sensous but magical too.

    As for us imagining Maaneet SR after reading ur update, I have just one word….sighhhhh πŸ˜‰ Me in maaneet lala land…so can imagine all of this happening if Maan hadn’t stopped during the SR scene. As I have said before, would have loved to have u on Geet’s creative team πŸ™‚

     
    • janememe

      September 2, 2012 at 9:36 am

      Aww Thanks Sarah, I would have loved to create for them too πŸ˜‰

       
  2. kasturi

    September 2, 2012 at 9:35 am

    Haailla! There goes my Blood Pressure…touching the roof!! Yeh Janey to mujhe heart attack karakei chodegi!!!
    OMG! OMG! OMG! It is so beautiful…so poignant…and so sensuous! If only……

    Love u Jane…Thanks!

     
    • janememe

      September 2, 2012 at 9:37 am

      Sending AMBULANCE straight away to Kasturi’s house ;)) ROFL ;)) Glad u enjoyed babes.

       
  3. Chetna

    September 2, 2012 at 4:48 pm

    Hi Jane..thanks 4 da beautiful emotional OS! Geet’s POV…from wat happened in the past to her present! Al her dreams n desired fulfilled! Wonderfully written! Maan worried abt Geet bt she reassures him! Loved it! πŸ™‚

     
    • janememe

      September 3, 2012 at 7:13 am

      Thanks Chetna ;)) I enjoyed writing this reflection.

       
  4. honeygrape

    September 2, 2012 at 5:45 pm

    awesome one jane…..loved the way you narrated it….:)

     
    • janememe

      September 3, 2012 at 7:14 am

      Thanks Honey babes ;))

       
      • honeygrape

        September 4, 2012 at 9:20 am

        you can call me purvi πŸ™‚

         
      • janememe

        September 4, 2012 at 5:21 pm

        Ok Purvi ;))

         
  5. Geet Maan Khurana

    September 2, 2012 at 9:50 pm

    CHAK DITA YAAR!!

     
    • janememe

      September 3, 2012 at 7:14 am

      Chak Dita?? whats that?? πŸ™‚

       
  6. savitha.

    September 3, 2012 at 8:18 am

    Janey dear..simply awesome.. just what we all had wished for Maaneet SR…I am speechless..atke a bow lady πŸ™‚

     
    • janememe

      September 3, 2012 at 10:50 am

      Thanks Savitha ;)) Would have been lovely to see this that night of the long long awaited wedding and SR…Kashhhh!

       
  7. tejal1176

    September 3, 2012 at 9:31 pm

    Please update phoenix

     
    • janememe

      September 4, 2012 at 7:58 am

      there will be an update this sunday babes.

       
  8. anjali

    September 4, 2012 at 7:31 am

    aaahhhh!!!!! jane… what a lovely SR . very sensuous, passionate… no lanterns.. no hay .. beautiful. kaash .. hum log aise dekh paate.. lekin tumne sab kuch aankhoke sammne jinda kiya…. thanks for giving us such lovely stories..

     
    • janememe

      September 4, 2012 at 7:59 am

      you are most welcome Anjali πŸ˜‰

       
  9. nafisakazi

    September 6, 2012 at 11:08 am

    Janey, fantastic SR of maaneet from Geet’s side……..thank you

     
    • janememe

      September 6, 2012 at 12:20 pm

      Thanks Nafiza babes ;)) kash……

       
  10. akshata

    September 6, 2012 at 11:47 am

    this was tooo passionate and beautiful sr of maaneet. thanks jane

     
    • janememe

      September 6, 2012 at 12:20 pm

      Thanks Akshata ;)) Glad u enjoyed it πŸ˜‰

       
  11. Dil Maaneet

    September 10, 2012 at 9:55 am

    lovely…………..
    truly acomeback gift !!!

     
    • janememe

      September 10, 2012 at 7:17 pm

      thanks Dil Vil ;))

       
  12. Chetna

    April 2, 2013 at 11:26 am

    is der a version two?:)

     
    • janememe

      April 2, 2013 at 12:56 pm

      there is another version, I cant remember what i called it. will try n find

       
  13. Apoorva

    June 22, 2013 at 6:43 pm

    I luv drashti

     
  14. suhana's blog

    December 3, 2013 at 7:54 am

    Aww got you
    that is beautiful

     
    • janememe

      December 3, 2013 at 8:27 am

      Thanks Suhana glad you liked it ;))

       
  15. trish (drashti10)

    March 30, 2014 at 7:22 am

    maaneet are incredable

     
    • janememe

      March 30, 2014 at 12:02 pm

      Thank you Trish ;)) Glad you enjoyed

       

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