Part 216

"Have you noticed how your Dad looks at me?" he whispered in her ear...
She squirmed... fighting his warm stubbly breath..."Mmm...mm"
"Like I stole his lil girl" he confirmed...like he was very happy about it
A warm gushy sensation slid from her ear down all over her body...
"I Came chasing after you, the first Bday after our wedding...he almost asked me to stay away from you"
He pressed his big toe firmly, as if he was cementing her to him...
"He is a good judge of character... he knows what a flirt you are" Khanak defended her Aada...
He chuckled... strangely he wasnt touching her anywhere... his raspy chin hovered over her bare shoulder... as he spoke, his tousled hair.. stroking her ear lobe....
"You look quite the Marathi mulgi today"
"I know she said smugly...
"Khanak quit fighting with me" he said abruptly...
She stiffened and took a step back...
Hitting the wall, releasing her big toe from its prison...
He reached out and pulled the end of the pallu tucked near her her navel, she gripped his hand... losing breath...he held on to the bunched edges, and stayed on her belly... they didnt talk... just felt each other in that 5 square in space on her belly... her belly cool and moist, the back of his hand warm and strong...
she reachedwith her left hand... her right holding his wrist... she tried to pry her pallu lose with her left hand... he grabbed it and held on to the pallu... all at the same time...
"I" she began...
"The speechless Khanak" he muttered... just gazing at her eyes...
"Uhh... mujhe..." she began in a soft trembly voice...
His thumb wreaking havoc on her center of her palm....he bent forward... she evaded his face/head... in an non speaking way... they flirted while they fought....
He was used to her fights... yet not... she knew it aroused him yet she fought...
Three of their hands were trapped on her belly button... only his left hand was free, he used it to trace the rim on her blouse..
Her jaw froze in shock.... as he began tracing with his index finger... on her shoulder first... and then diving over the valley...the hands on the belly began a furious tussle of aggression and defence... as his left index finger approached the now exposed cleft on her chest............ her hair coming undone from the high knot... all over his hand... and her shoulders..... burying them completely.......
"Shantanu" she begged... in a deep hoarse voice......