Jalal placed a necklace on her neck

Jalal placed a necklace on her neck, studded with diamonds. She looked down appalled. Jodha turned around not bothering to hide the surprise. "Well. I won that round, I presume."

At that, Jodha smirked. Not so fast, Shehenshah.

She took his right hand in both of hers, and inserted a diamond ring into the ring finger. It was now Jalal's turn to feel shocked. He always took something as a token whenever he went to visit any of his Begums and he had done the same with Jodha. But for the first time, his Begum was gifting HIM something.



His gaze softened and he looked up, "I am stumped. I have no words to say, Jodha Begum. Thank you. This is an amazing gift."He said, looking at the ring, examining it. It was perfect sans flaws just like her.



"Now, you could give me that pending kiss, I think." Jodha smirked.



Jalal pulled her into his arms, capturing her lips with his. His hands roamed all over her bare back while exploring her lips. Initially, it was soft, coaxing, almost persuading her, forcing her to give in, when she responded with as much fervor, he deepened the kiss. He ran his tongue over lips, she gasped at that, and Jalal took that opportunity and inserted his tongue into her mouth, exploring each and every inch of it. Tongues tangled., like their egos always had. Jodha, immersed in the kiss, put her hands, on his shoulders, slowly, wrapping them around his neck.



Suddenly, she moved even closer, touching her body with his, her fingers fisting on to the necklace around his neck, and in the intensity of the kiss, she pulled it loose as the beads fell to the ground. Jalal's skilled fingers, moved to her dori, untying it in one pull. Jodha's blouse came loose, and hung loseely on her shoulders.

Her hands moved up to his shoulder, tugging on his over coat, pulling it till it came off loose. That too, found itself on the floor.



After what seemed eternity, they broke apart from their first ever kiss. Their eyes darkened with desire. Contrary to what seemed plausible, the kiss hadn't satiated their hunger for the other at all. In fact, it increased the need exponentially.



Jodha moved away from his arms, and went and stood at the window, with her back to him. Jalal felt drawn towards her. Her long hair in front. her back was visible to him, this time with the doris hanging loosely on the sides. Her creamy skin, right from her nape till her lower back all his, he was mesmerized. This lady sure knew how to make a man fall at her feet.



His feet dragged him towards her. The intense making out session had disoriented the Shehenshah of Hindustan, his mind was drugged now. He stood behind her, and traced the length of her back with his palms feeling her skin completely. Jodha shivered. She turned around, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Unsure of Jodha's next move, Jalal stood motionless. her hands moved down his shoulder and stopped at his well built chest. Deftly, Jodha untied the knot the held together his Jama, and spread the exquisite material revealing a well sculpted bronze muscular body. She threw the piece of cloth on the floor as if a rag. And moving closer to him, she whispered in his ear, huskily,



"Take me."



That was the only indication he wanted to completely lose his head to her beautiful body. He lifted her off her feet, in his arms, while she wrapped her arms around his neck, and moved towards the bed, laying her on it.



There she lay, her hair spread around her, her blouse almost off her shoulders, urging him to take her with her mere glance. She was a goddess of passion and seduction. He lay on top of her and once again captured her swollen lips with his own, while his hands explored her body, removing her blouse off her shoulders. He moved downwards to her partially revealed breasts, Jodha freed herself from the blouse herself., showing her nude upper body to Jalal. Jalal moved to her breasts kissing them thoroughly. He then took her nipple in his mouth sucking on them, making sure to not ignore the other one too. Jodha moaned. He bit her nipple with his teeth inciting a low scream from her. His hands moved down to her ghaghra, and he untied the strings that held it in position. He moved downwards, pulling it down, Jodha shrugged out of it, kicking it with her feet.



Finally, in her completely naked glory, Jodha took her husband's breath away.

Jalal moved down, smelling her. She had an amazing smell. She was wet, ready for him. He decided to tease her. He kissed her folds. He knew Jodha was getting flustered by the minute. He smirked. Jodha hissed, "Do not stop. I'll die here if you back off."



Feigning ignorance, "What do you want me to do, Jodha Begum?" He asked.



"I want your tongue inside me, licking me dry." Jodha declared. Jalal didn't require any more invitation, and he inserted his tongue inside her, as deep as he could. Jodha clutched the sheets beneath her as Jalal tortured her again and again.



After what seemed ages, Jalal finally stopped his ministrations and came back on top of her and kissed Jodha. Her hands travelled downwards to his pants, and she tugged on the strings, untying them. "I want you inside me, now." Jodha whispered.



Jalal looked at her, at the same moment, he entered her, and Jodha gasped, her hands tightened on his back. Jalal took it slow. Jodha digged her nails into his back, as the pain increased when Jalal came across her barrier. She clung to him, as Jalal, broke her barrier, and moved inside her with infinite gentleness withdrawing all the way, gradually plunging deep, and increased the tempo of his strokes till Jodha was wild beneath him. The passion kept building up inside her, till it reached its crescendo, when Jodha climaxed taking Jalal with her, as she screamed his name. Jalal shoved his hands into her hair, kissing her with an urgency like never before, as he entered her once again. The hunger in his actions, the sudden surge of liquid from his body to hers, filled Jodha with exquisite sensation.



Finally, Jodha and Jalal consummated their marriage after months of their wedding vows. The night arrived much later than it was supposed to, yet when it did, it surpassed their expectations. Jodha's first ever love making, filled her with emotions unbeknown to her, while Jalal, who had made love to thousands of women, too, felt like a novice with Jodha. Such was their intensity.



Jodha laid her head on his chest, as Jalal wrapped his arms around her, and pulled the sheets over them as they slept through the night.

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Jalal ditempatkan kalung di lehernya, bertatahkan berlian. Dia menunduk terkejut. Jodha berbalik tidak mengganggu untuk menyembunyikan kejutan. "Yah. Saya menang itu bulat, saya kira." Pada saat itu, Jodha menyeringai. Tidak begitu cepat, Shehenshah. Dia mengambil tangan kanannya di kedua miliknya, dan memasukkan cincin berlian ke jari manis. Kini giliran Jalal untuk merasa terkejut. Dia selalu mengambil sesuatu sebagai tanda setiap kali ia pergi untuk mengunjungi salah Begums dan dia telah melakukan hal yang sama dengan Jodha. Tapi untuk pertama kalinya, Begum nya Gifting HIM sesuatu. Tatapannya melembut dan dia mendongak, "saya bingung. Saya tidak punya kata-kata untuk mengatakan, Jodha Begum. Terima kasih. Ini adalah hadiah yang mengagumkan." Dia mengatakan, melihat cincin itu, memeriksanya. Itu sans sempurna kekurangan hanya menyukainya. "Sekarang, Anda bisa memberikan yang tertunda ciuman, saya pikir." Jodha menyeringai. Jalal menariknya ke dalam pelukannya, menangkap bibirnya dengan nya. Tangannya menjelajahi seluruh punggung telanjang sambil menjelajahi bibirnya. Awalnya, itu lembut, membujuk, nyaris membujuk dia, memaksanya untuk menyerah, ketika dia menjawab dengan banyak semangat, ia memperdalam ciuman itu. Dia berlari lidahnya ke bibir, dia tersentak pada saat itu, dan Jalal mengambil kesempatan itu dan dimasukkan lidahnya ke dalam mulutnya, menjelajahi setiap inci dari itu. Lidah kusut., Seperti ego mereka selalu memiliki. Jodha, tenggelam dalam ciuman itu, meletakkan tangannya, di pundaknya, perlahan-lahan, membungkus mereka di sekitar lehernya. Tiba-tiba, dia pindah lebih dekat, menyentuh tubuhnya dengan nya, jari-jarinya fisting ke kalung di lehernya, dan di intensitas ciuman, ia menariknya longgar sebagai manik-manik jatuh ke tanah. Jari terampil Jalal itu, pindah ke dori nya, melepas dalam satu tarikan. Blus Jodha datang longgar, dan tergantung loseely di bahunya. Tangannya pindah ke bahunya, menarik-narik baju atas nya, menariknya sampai turun longgar. Itu juga, menemukan dirinya di lantai. Setelah apa yang tampak keabadian, mereka pecah dari pertama mereka mencium. Mata mereka gelap dengan keinginan. Bertentangan dengan apa yang tampak masuk akal, ciuman itu tidak kenyang rasa lapar mereka untuk lain sama sekali. Bahkan, hal itu meningkatkan kebutuhan secara eksponensial. Jodha menjauh dari pelukannya, dan pergi dan berdiri di jendela, dengan punggung kepadanya. Jalal merasa tertarik ke arahnya. Rambut panjang di depan. punggungnya terlihat dia, kali ini dengan doris menggantung longgar di sisi. Kulit lembut nya, langsung dari tengkuknya sampai punggung bawahnya semua, ia terpesona. Wanita ini yakin tahu bagaimana membuat seorang pria jatuh di kakinya. Kakinya menyeretnya ke arahnya. Intens membuat keluar sesi telah bingung dengan Shehenshah Hindustan, pikirannya dibius sekarang. Dia berdiri di belakangnya, dan menelusuri panjang punggungnya dengan telapak tangannya merasakan kulitnya sepenuhnya. Jodha menggigil. Dia berbalik, dan memeluk lehernya. Tidak yakin langkah berikutnya Jodha itu, Jalal berdiri tak bergerak. tangannya bergerak turun bahunya dan berhenti di dadanya baik dibangun. Dengan sigap, Jodha melepaskan ikatan simpul yang diselenggarakan bersama-sama Jama, dan menyebarkan materi indah mengungkapkan tubuh berotot perunggu juga terpahat. Dia melemparkan potongan kain di lantai seolah-olah lap. Dan bergerak lebih dekat dengannya, dia berbisik di telinganya, suara parau, "Bawa aku." Itu adalah satu-satunya indikasi dia ingin benar-benar kehilangan kepalanya untuk tubuh yang indah. Dia mengangkatnya dari kakinya, dalam pelukannya, sementara ia memeluk lehernya, dan bergerak ke arah tempat tidur, meletakkan di atasnya. Di sana ia berbaring, rambutnya tersebar di sekelilingnya, blusnya hampir dari bahunya, mendesak dia untuk membawanya dengan sekilas hanya dia. Dia adalah dewi gairah dan rayuan. Ia berbaring di atas tubuhnya dan sekali lagi menangkap bibir bengkak dengan sendiri, sementara tangannya menjelajahi tubuhnya, menghapus dia blus dari bahunya. Dia pindah ke bawah ke payudaranya sebagian mengungkapkan, Jodha membebaskan dirinya dari blus sendiri., Yang menunjukkan tubuh bagian atas telanjang ke Jalal. Jalal pindah ke payudaranya mencium mereka secara menyeluruh. Dia kemudian mengambil putingnya dalam mulutnya mengisap pada mereka, pastikan untuk tidak mengabaikan yang lain juga. Jodha mengerang. Dia menggigit putingnya dengan giginya menghasut jeritan rendah darinya. Tangannya pindah ke Ghaghra, dan ia membuka ikatan tali yang memegangnya dalam posisi. Dia pindah ke bawah, menariknya ke bawah, Jodha mengangkat bahu dari itu, menendang dengan kakinya. Akhirnya, dalam kemuliaan-benar telanjang, Jodha mengambil napas suaminya pergi. Jalal bergerak turun, berbau nya. Dia memiliki bau yang luar biasa. Dia basah, siap untuk dia. Dia memutuskan untuk menggodanya. Dia mencium lipatan nya. Dia tahu Jodha adalah mendapatkan bingung oleh menit. Dia menyeringai. Jodha mendesis, "Jangan berhenti. Aku akan mati di sini jika Anda mundur." pura-pura ketidaktahuan, "Apa yang kau ingin aku lakukan, Jodha Begum?" Dia bertanya. "Aku ingin lidah Anda di dalam diriku, aku menjilati kering." Jodha menyatakan. Jalal tidak memerlukan undangan lagi, dan dia dimasukkan lidahnya di dalam dirinya, sedalam yang dia bisa. Jodha mencengkeram seprai di bawahnya sebagai Jalal menyiksanya lagi dan lagi. Setelah apa yang tampak usia, Jalal akhirnya berhenti pelayanannya dan kembali di atas tubuhnya dan mencium Jodha. Tangannya bepergian ke bawah untuk celana, dan ia menarik-narik tali, melepas mereka. "Aku ingin kau dalam diriku, sekarang." Jodha berbisik. Jalal menatapnya, pada saat yang sama, ia masuk, dan Jodha tersentak, tangannya mencengkeram punggungnya. Jalal mengambil lambat. Jodha menggali kukunya ke punggungnya, seperti rasa sakit meningkat ketika Jalal datang di penghalang nya. Dia menempel padanya, seperti Jalal, memecahkan penghalang, dan pindah dalam dirinya dengan kelembutan yang tak terbatas menarik sepanjang jalan, secara bertahap terjun dalam, dan meningkatkan tempo stroke nya sampai Jodha liar di bawahnya. Gairah terus membangun dalam dirinya, sampai mencapai puncaknya pada saat Jodha mencapai klimaks mengambil Jalal dengan dia, karena ia berteriak namanya. Jalal mendorong tangannya ke rambutnya, menciumnya dengan urgensi tidak seperti sebelumnya, saat memasuki sekali lagi. Kelaparan dalam tindakannya, gelombang tiba-tiba cairan dari tubuhnya untuk miliknya, diisi Jodha dengan sensasi indah. Akhirnya, Jodha dan Jalal dinikmati pernikahan mereka setelah berbulan-bulan janji pernikahan mereka. Malam tiba jauh lebih dari itu seharusnya, namun ketika itu terjadi, itu melampaui harapan mereka. Jodha pertama yang pernah cinta pembuatan, memenuhi dirinya dengan emosi tanpa diketahui untuk dia, sementara Jalal, yang telah bercinta dengan ribuan wanita juga merasa seperti orang baru dengan Jodha. Begitulah intensitasnya. Jodha meletakkan kepalanya di dada, seperti Jalal memeluk, dan menarik seprai atas mereka saat mereka tidur sepanjang malam.