𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢 ~ 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 |𝟏𝟖+| - Chapter 20: Chapter 20

Author's POV:-
"Tujhe nahi pata, Sakshi... dono bhai-behan rakshas hain, rakshas," he whispered, his voice laced with years of buried pain.
("You don't know, Sakshi... both the brother and sister are monsters")
'Kya ??' she whisper making him nodd his head painfully.
("What...??")
"Bohot maarte the meri maa ko... bohot. Aur maa.. sab kuch seh jaati thi, bina kuch kahe.." he choked, his voice breaking as he clenched his jaw.
("They used to beat my mother a lot... a lot. And my mother... she endured everything, without saying a word...")
Sakshi said nothing. Her fingers gently stroked through his hair, grounding him, soothing the storm inside.
"Bacha nahi paaya maa ko, Sakshi... bacha nahi paaya un dono k haathon se..." he sobbed, burying his face into her lap as guilt consumed him.
("I couldn't save my mother, Sakshi... I couldn't save her from those two..." )
She shook her head slowly, tears welling up in her own eyes.
"Mere paas sirf maa ke do kangan hain... aur ek tasveer, jo mandir mein rakha hai. Baaki sab kuch... uss aurat ne jala diya..aur sab gehane bech diye..." he muttered bitterly.
("I only have two of my mother's bangles... and one photo that's kept in the temple. Everything else... that woman burned it all... and sold off all her jewelry...")
He looked at her with haunted eyes. "Aaj bhi yeh kangan mere haathon se chhin jaate... agar main waqt pe nahi jaan pata..."
("Even these bangles would've been snatched away from me... if I hadn't found out in time...")
Sakshi caressed his face tenderly. "Mujhe maaf kar dijiye... galti toh meri hai na?? Agar main na deti, toh yeh sab-"
("Please forgive me jii... it's my fault, isn't it? If I hadn't given it, then all this-")
Before she could finish, he brought her wrist to his lips, placing a soft wet kiss. "Tu kyun maafi maang rahi hai? Tujhe kya pata uss aurat ki chaal? Tu toh bas bholi ban k bharosa kar gayi."
("Why are you apologizing? How would you have known that woman's intentions? You just innocently trusted her.")
She sobbed softly, wiping the tears from his cheeks. He pulled her gently into his lap with a soft thud , holding her face between his palms.
"Tu bilkul meri maa jaisi hai... bholi si pyaari si..Par itni bhi bholi mat ban, Sakshi... ke tere saath bhi wahi ho jo meri maa ke saath hua," he whispered, resting his forehead against hers.
("You're just like my mother... innocent and sweet... But don't be so innocent, Sakshi... that what happened to my mother happens to you too,")
She shook her head again, clutching his kurta.
"Meri maa toh chali gayi... lekin tujhe main nahi khona chahta. Kisi bhi keemat pe nahi, Sakshi..jaan hain tu meri .." he murmured, hugging her tight, pressing a kiss on her shoulder.
("My mother is gone... but I don't want to lose you. Not at any cost, Sakshi... you are my life,")
"Kya bol rahe hain aap? Maa kahi nahi gaye...woh aapke dil mein base hue hain...aur mein.. Kahan jaaungi main aapko chor ke haa? Main toh hamesha aapke sath hoon...aapke paas hoon..aur humesha rahungi antim saas tak" she whispered, fingers gently running over the nape of his neck.
("What are you saying? Your mother hasn't gone anywhere... she lives in your heart... And me? Where would I go, leaving you? I'm always with you... right here by your side... and I'll stay with you till my last breath,")
His breath hitched at her touch. He tilted his head and began placing slow kisses along her neck. Her grip on his shoulders tightened, her heart racing.
His lips trailed upwards, lingering at her chin before finally claiming her lips. He kissed her deeply-soft sucking, gentle bites, then parting her lips to explore her mouth with slow urgency.
When breath failed them, he pulled away, brushing strands of her hair from her face. One hand loosened her bun, the other gently pull off the pallu from her shoulder
"Jii... aap... yeh..." she whispered shakily, clutching his shoulder, unsure of her own emotions.
("Ji...what are..")
He cupped her jaw, lifting her gaze to meet his. His eyes held no hunger-only love.
"Agar ijaazat degi... toh aaj thoda pyaar karoon tujhe? Sirf pyaar, dard nahi dunga..," he murmured like a child against her lips.
(If you allow me... can I love you a little tonight? Just love, I won't give you any pain..." )
Her body trembled. The war between trust and fear raged within her. But his eyes-those broken yet honest eyes-silenced the fear.
She slowly nodded staring at his eyes.
She didn't know what would come next... but she knew she trusted him. And that was enough.
By holding her gaze, he gently tugged at the edge of her saree, letting it slide off her body, leaving her in just her blouse and petticoat. She looked down immediately, her fingers instinctively curling inward to hide her chest in shyness.
She gasped softly as he stood up and, without effort, lifted her into his arms, as though she weighed nothing. Startled yet comforted, she wrapped her arms around his neck for support.
"Ji... kaha le ja rahe hain mujhe?" she whispered against his neck, her voice trembling.
("Jii where are you taking me??")
He didn't answer, just smiled faintly as he laid her gently on the bed. She gulped, inching back on the mattress, her hands gripping the bedsheet tightly.
He started unbuttoning his Kurta buttons one by one along with the strings of the pyjama making her hide her face with her palms.. he was now totally naked and his member was now rock hard standing straight pointing towards her proudly. He then climbed onto the bed, taking her feet in his hands with care.
'Meri taraf dekh Sakshi..' he whisper.
('look at me Sakshi..')
Her breath caught as he slowly shifted her red petticoat above her knees, revealing the delicate payal that clinked softly.
Bringing her foot to his lips, he kissed it tenderly. She flinched slightly, trying to pull back, but he held her gently yet firmly.
"Ji... aap aisa mat kijiye na," she stammered, eyes shut tight, her cheeks flushed.
("Ji.. please don't do this..")
He simply shook his head and trailed his lips up her leg slowly licking- biting it, making her breath hitch with every inch.
Soon, he reached her bare belly, his fingers caressing the delicate skin. Her stomach fluttered with his touch. He placed a gentle kiss on her navel, earning a soft moan from her lips.
"Ahhh... ji..." she breathed, turning her head away, embarrassed by her own reaction. Her chest were rising up and down. She could feel the goosebumps in all over the skin. She could feel something down on her vagina...
Her lips parted slightly as he nipped her belly playfully. She opened her eyes slowly, only to see him above her now, his thumb brushing over her lips. His gaze remained locked with hers-intense, unwavering.
"Bohut sundar hai tu Sakshi ..." he whispered, before kissing her-this time rougher, deeper.
("You're so beautiful Sakshi...")
She moaned into his mouth, arching slightly when his hand moved to the back of her blouse, unhooking it fast.
His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her bare boobs. She bit her lip when he brushed her hardened nipples with his thumb, the sensation overwhelming.
"Ahhh..." she cried softly as he leaned down and took her one boob into his mouth, sucking hard.
Her head fell back in pleasure, hands tangling in his hair. He kept sucking and bitting like it is his favourite meal and leaving it with a pop sound.
Then, he moved lower, pushing her petticoat up to the hem. He began rubbing her throbbing clit in steady, fast circles. She was not wearing anything below it.
She gasped sharply, her body jolting at the sudden pleasure. His large fingers found her wetness, and he gently pushed his middle finger inside her before wetting it with his saliva, making her squirm under him.
"Ahh... ji..." she moaned, clinging to his shoulders.
He was thrusting in and out making a sleak slippery sound..
She tried to shut her legs out of instinct, but he leaned closer.
"Dono taango ko khol... pura," he whispered.
("Keep you both legs apart")
"Ji... bohut ajeeb lag rahi hai..." she replied hesitantly.
("Jii...I am feeling very weird...")
He smiled gently, kissing her forehead. "Bas thoda sa aur...phir dard kam ho jayega.."
("Just a little more... then the pain will lessen...")
He positioned himself between her parted legs, making the tip of his member wet with her juices.
"Aise hi... mere aankhon mein dekh... aur kas ke pakad mujhe" he whispered, his breath warm against her lips.
("Just like that... look into my eyes... and hold me tightly.")
She looked into his eyes - deep, dark, and filled with something unspoken - and clutched his shoulders tightly.
He leaned in, kissed her slowly, and with one deep breath, he pushed inside her in a single deep thrust.
A sharp gasp escaped her lips, and she bit his shoulder instinctively, tears forming in her eyes with the sharp stinging pain.
"Bas... bas ho gaya," he murmured into her ear, holding her close, his hands caressing her back..
("That's it... it's done")
"Ab koi dard nahi meri jaan..." he kissed her earlobe with softness that made her tremble in his hold.
("No more pain now meri jaan")
After few minutes he started thrusting in and out fast by keeping her legs on his shoulder.
A soft moan escaped her lips, surprising her. He looked down and smiled faintly - not out of pride, but adoration. Her body responded to him, her moans growing louder as his pace increased.
'Aahhh ji...ahh..uhh' she cries out in pleasure caressing her one boob with her hand and other hand clutching his nape.
The way her boobs were moving up and down with each thrust and the mangalsutra placed between her valley with her eyes closed, mouth parted slightly, her entire body glistening with sweat making her look like nothing but pure goddess..
He then lies down and started thrusted inside her from behind grabbing her boobs , pinching her nipple.
The whole room was filled with soft moans, heavy breaths, and chhan-chhan sound of her payal.
'Ahhhhh Sakshi....meri jaannnnn.....ohhhh...uhhh...'
He groans loudly as both come down at the same time. Sakshi looks down to see white thick liquid like something started leaking out from where they were joined.
She looked at him - breathless, chest rising and falling rapidly. His skin glistened with sweat, hair plastered to his damp forehead. A flush had spread across his cheeks and ears, his whole face glowing red from exertion and passion.
As she turned towards him, his heavy eyes fluttered open. A lazy smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He reached out and gently lifted her inner thigh over his waist, drawing her closer.
"Kaisi lagi?" he whispered, voice hoarse and teasing, while his fingers continued to trace soft, slow circles over the skin of her wet clit.
("How is it??")
She bit her lip, trying to hide the rush of color flooding her cheeks. Her eyes fluttered shut for a second, overwhelmed by the afterglow.
Without waiting for an answer, he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her in by holding her butt until her bare body pressed into his. She let out a quiet sigh ,her palm resting against his nipple close to his raising heartbeat. They then both drifted to peace sleep.