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3 months later

As the sun rose over the horizon, the chirping of the birds echoed as they soared high in the sky, witnessing the beautiful morning. Murmurs and laughter of people started to fill as they had their morning walk on the sidewalk accompanied with the squeaks and horns of the bicycles that youngsters rode, hurrying to their school. A street vendor occasionally shouted about the vegetables he had while simultaneously selling the vegetables to the neighborhood ladies that crowded his cart, chatting amongst themselves.

And as the world welcomed the new day, so did a young twenty three year old woman, as she woke up from her deep slumber, drowsily staring at the ceiling,

She looked beside her at her husband, who was sleeping peacefully with his face resting over the crook of her neck with his arm wrapped around her waist. With great difficulty, she released herself from his arms, carefully getting up to avoid disturbing his sleep and wrapped a duvet around his naked torso before walking to the washroom to get ready for the day.

After taking a shower with her wet hair flowing past her back, as she was pleating her saree, her cheeks tinted red as her eyes fell on the marks marring her neck, evidence of their passionate night yesterday, which was becoming an occurrence almost daily since last month when they consummated their marriage.

Their marriage still had a long way to go, with them still not knowing much about each other. Truthfully,  the comfort and the attraction was the only thing which lead to their first copulating.

Nandini covered her head with her dupatta, trying to protect herself from rain as she removed the clothes before they soaked completely and she will have to wash them again. She discreetly did the task, since she didn't want to talk to the neighborhood ladies.

As she climbed down the stairs carefully with her arms full of clothes, she heard someone opening the front door before Mukti called out to her. Nandini placed the clothes on one the single bed at the corner before she rushed to the living room.

Nandini frowned as she saw Manik completely wet and sneezing, realizing that he may have forgotten to take the umbrella. As Manik was about to pass Nandini asked,"You okay?"

"Yeah, it's nothing. I will just bath and change. And can I get a cup of tea?" Manik mumbled, indirectly asking if it was okay for her to prepare tea for him.

"Sure." Nandini gave him a small smile before she went to the kitchen. A few minutes later, Nandini brought two cups of tea with some snacks in their room, just as Manik stepped out of the bathroom, as he dried his hair with a towel.

Manik stretched his legs out on the bed, getting comfortable, before Nandini handed him the tea. Nandini sat on one of the chairs in the room before she sipped the tea, feeling a relief course through her body, and found that the only thing missing was a novel to take her away to a beautiful journey, where she could escape from life.

Nandini snapped out of her thoughts as she looked at Manik, slightly concerned, as he kept the half filled cup on the side table before he sneezed again and rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache.

"Matha dabau?" Nandini asked softly, making Manik's eyes flicker to her for a moment before he nodded his head.

[*Shall I press your head?]

Nandini pushed her chair slightly backwards before she covered the floor with one of the bedsheets and made Manik sit on it. She gently bent his head, and kept it in her lap. Nandini flickered the hair which was falling on his forehead with her palm.

Her thumbs pressed in the centre of his eyebrows before they glided to its edge where she gently pressed them. Nandini continued pressing his head gently but firmly with the occasional sound of clock ticking nearby as her bangles clinked against each other and the soft pitter patter of the rain against the roof filled the silent room.

Nandini smiled slightly as she watched Manik get comfortable as his eyes drooped, cherishing this moment as one of her memories. For the past two weeks, they had maintained their respectable distance in which Nandini noticed that Manik wasn't one of those who liked to express his every worry or emotion through words.

Other than this her husband was still a mystery except for the fact that he hated her hair falling all over the room. Nandini remembered their first fight they had a week ago because of this, which ended with Nandini throwing one of her top, which, of course, was lying on the bed carelessly, on his face. But, by night she apologized because of her habit and he, for shouting. After that Nandini tried to keep her habit in check, unless she was in one of her moods.

A few minutes later, Manik blinked his eyes as Nandini patted his cheek gently, waking him up. He blinked his eyes open, staring at her, feeling lightheaded. He pushed the hair falling over her face, his hand raking over her tresses before she gulped in nervousness. She lowered her face under his insistence, their lips brushing against each other. But before they could lose control, Nandini moved back as a knock resonated over the silence of their room while Manik cursed the person on the other side of the door, who happened to be his brother.

"Why don't you go and lie on the bed? It's cold here." Nandini said, her gaze averted. Manik sighed as he sat up while Nandini got up from the chair. He stared at her in daze as she walked to the washroom to wash her hands. As she stepped out, his eyes involuntarily raked over her, clad in a blue chiffon saree, her hair tied up neatly in a bun, the vermillion filling the partition while her hands were adorned with the wedding bangles. 

Her gaze clashed with his as she noticed him staring but both of them didn't utter anything, ignoring the sudden change of energy in the room, as she held her hand out for him to help him stand up. Although, they were not totally detached from each other physically, they did wake up in each others arms and Nandini was surprised with a kiss somedays but both of them still had to delve into physical intimacy.

Once, he was up, he pressed a kiss at the top of her head as she looked up at him in question.

"Thank you," Manik mumbled, making Nandini nod her head. He laid down on the bed, falling asleep almost immediately. Nandini continued to stare at him, before she shook her head and moved towards the bed. She picked up the blanket from the edge of the bed and wrapped it around him gently, trying her best to avoid disturbing him before she switched off the lights.

*****

At night, after dinner, when Manik was in his mother's room to spend some time with her before sleeping, Nandini walked to the room, irritated with her sweaty clothes due to working in kitchen and grabbed a cotton saree for the night. Since, he usually sat with his mother for at least half an hour, she decided to change in room itself but in her hurry, she forgot to latch the room.

Unpinning the drape of her saree, she let it fall. As her hands moved back to unhook the blouse, she froze as the door opened. Manik froze on the threshold of the room at looking at her half naked form.

"Shit," Nandini cursed under her breath, apologising to Manik for her carelessness and she expected him to walk out or at least turn around but instead he stepped in and latched the door. She was looking at him in shock, not understanding the sudden change in his behaviour as he snapped in anger, "Why were you changing with the door open? What if it was someone else?"

Nandini opened her mouth before closing it, not even understanding if she was required to answer him and defend herself that she did say sorry or cover her modesty. Going with the latter, as she tried to drape back the saree so that she can go to the washroom, Manik turned around and said, "You can change it. I won't look." Nandini frowned, not hearing him as he further mumbled,"The damage is already done."

The continuous clinking of her bangles rang in his ears as he waited impatiently for her to change before he heard her softly asking, a bit apprehensive, "Manik, aap ye hooks band kardenge please."

Manik cursed his fate as he nodded, trying to restrain himself as he walked towards Nandini, who was standing with her back to him, giving him a good view of her, with her saree tied over her waist loosely, her hair tied in a low bun and her blouse undone. She shivered as his fingers grazed over her skin as he hooked the blouse, his eyes meeting hers over the mirror after he was done.

Her breath hitched as his hands slipped down, resting over her waist. Their was no force as she leaned back, meeting his gaze which watching her intently. Her eyes closed as she felt his lips against the crook of her neck, slowly turning her around. As he pulled her closer, his hand cupped her cheek as he whispered, "You're beautiful."

A shiver ran down her spine as his thumb traced her cheek before he took off the earnings gently, placing them on the table. He raised her gaze by inclining her chin towards himself, a question burning along with the intensity of his eyes. Nandini nodded her head, silently giving her consent before she exhaled a breath as his lips moved closer to hers for a kiss.

On instinct, her eyes fluttered close as his lips pressed against hers, her lips parting and allowing as she inhaled for breath. Her tongue tentatively moved against his as her hands moved towards his neck. He pulled her lower lip between his teeth, then slightly sucked it in as his hands explored her clothed body before resting on my naked waist. I pulled back, my chest heaving for breath as his rough, calloused hands moved beneath the drape of her saree.

His lips pressed against her jaw, making her release a shaky breath as she arched her neck, feeling his open mouthed kisses against her pulse while he opened the clasp of the necklace and removed it. His fingers toyed with the strings of her blouse, before he pulled them, loosening it. He straightened, taking off the clip of my bun, letting her hair flow past her shoulders.

Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, her face pressing against his chest as his one hand held her knees and the other around her shoulders, picking her up and carrying her to the bed. She half laid on the bed, as he opened the safety pin holding her drape together, letting it fall on the bed before tugging down her blouse from one shoulder.

Nandini arched her neck, closing her eyes at the overwhelming feeling weighing down her stomach as he buried his head against her neck, leaving wet kisses on her neck. His hand on her waist tightened, pressing her impossibly closer to himself, making her hand delve into his hair and pulling him with her, as Nandini laid down with Manik hovering over her.

Pulling down her blouse, baring her breasts, his lips moved towards the soft flesh, nipping and kissing her cleavage before she cried out, in surprise and the sensation her body went through as his lips wrapped around the brown nub.

Leaving her, he moved back slightly. Her chest moved rhythmically as she stared at him as he removed his shirt, his hard, toned abs becoming visible. She sucked in a deep breath as she felt him over her frail figure once again. His lips once again found their way back to hers, making her whimper as he sucked and nibbled on her lower lip while his fingers pulled the strings of her petticoat, soon discarding it on the floor.

Her stomach tightened as his lips pressed against her neck before she winced in pain as his teeth lightly sucked in her sensitive skin, leaving behind a love mark.

"Manik," Nandini whispered, arching her back as the feeling of immense pleasure washed over her as he dicarded her blouse before he took one of her nipples in his mouth, his tongue rolling around it, while his palm cupped her other breast before his thumb and forefinger rolled it roughly, making her wince as he tugged and twisted it.

His hand traced her waist, slowly delving between her legs. He slid her panties to the side, making her cry out in pain and pleasure as his teeth grazed her nipple before he sucked on them painfully while he inserted one of his fingers inside her. His thumb pressed on her clit, rolling it, while his fingers moving in and out of her, making Nandini dig her nails in his shoulders as her back arched and her moans and whimpers filled the room at the overwhelming pleasure.

Soon, she felt myself flying over the edge, her eyes shutting tightly and her walls clenched around his fingers as her toes curled and her hand gripped his hair as he peppered kisses over her chest, not leaving an inch. She was still overcoming from the high when Nandini felt Manik shuffling around and stared at him in a daze as he took off his lowers.  His fingers moved against her pussy, getting the stickiness on his fingers before he smeared it on the head of his dick. She squeezed her legs together to fight off the desire that coursed through her at the sight of him.

He pressed his weight atop me, spreading my legs to accommodate him and wrapping them around his waist. As he latched on her breast, sucking them, his one hand palmed the other one. Nandini breathed in sharply as he entered slightly inside her, a strange sensation passing over her body.

His mouth pressed against her own, their tongues tangling with each other in a duel as he intertwined their fingers together and pressed them against the mattress before he thrusted inside Nandini in one go, his mouth against hers swallowing her cry of pain. Nandini blinked as a few tears streaked down her face as his cock stretched her, feeling as if he would tear it apart.

He waited for a moment, peppering her face with kisses to calm her down as the pain subsided. Feeling her nodding, he pulled back till only his tip was in before he thrusted back in, making her nails dig in his hands against the mattress as she whimpered in pain and slight pleasure. She closed her eyes and breathed through her mouth to overcome the pain. Gradually the pain subsided, giving way to pleasure as he lifted her leg and wrapped it a bit higher around his waist, changing the position slightly, and pushed in deeper than before, hitting a spot inside Nandini, making her moan in pleasure.

Soon, his thrusts increased in speed, making the bed slightly creak under their weights while he let out a few curses under his breath while she moaned  in pleasure as he rammed inside her, making sure she couldn't forget this night and many more to come.

"Manik!" Nandini cried out, her hips bucking against his, having no control over the animalistic pleasure as he thrusted inside her.

Her eyes opened as Manik stared at her with his intense eyes, his jaw clenched, looking pissed and aroused at the same time as he pulled out, the slick liquid flowing all over her thighs. He leaned in towards her ear and placed a feathery kiss on her earlobe before he sucked in lightly, making her whimper as he whispered gruffly in her ear, "We are just getting started."

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