Chapter 17

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT

“Khushi, you don’t have to do this…”

“Oh, but I want to. The question is, do you?”

 

He narrows his gaze, and then takes a deep breath.

“I’m not sure I will be able to control myself if you take off that dress.”

The hint of warning coming from his voice doesn’t affect me whatsoever, as I respond honestly.    

“What if I don’t want you to control yourself? I think we have controlled ourselves long enough. It’s time to take our relationship to the advance level?”

Just as I had expected, his lip curves up, while he runs his hand through his hair.

 

“First, I need to know why you want to do this. Don’t get me wrong, I want you. More than you know. But this isn’t about sex for me, I want to make love to you.”

 

My heart swells listening to this man, who is beyond perfect. Even as I stand in front of him ready to give myself, his priority is to ensure this is what I want.

“Arnav, I want you. Badly. When you touch me, I crave for more. Being in your arms, being kissed by you makes me want to be yours in every way. This feels right.”

 

He stares at me for a long moment, as I wait with bated breath for a response. And when he finally speaks, his husky voice is my undoing.

 

“Khushi. Yes it feels right. But I need to know, are you sure?

 

I don’t allow myself to think about this any further. I have already held myself back before accepting this relationship, declaring my love for this man and the desires that he has awakened.

“I have never been so sure of anything, as I am about this right now. I want you. I need you, Arnav.”

Even with a distance between us, I can see his gaze darken with passion.

“I want to make you mine not just tonight, but forever.”

Forever. The word echoes in my ears as it reflects what has been etched inside my heart. For him. And with that, I confidently drop my dress to have it pool around my feet.

His eyes widen for a moment, and then his gaze slides over me like a gentle caress.     

 

“If this is what you call a preview, I can’t wait to see the actual view.”

 

There is blatant hunger in his eyes as he takes a step towards me, but I shake my head and step back. He raises a questioning eyebrow. And, for once I follow my desires without any hesitation.

 

“Not so fast, Arnav. Don’t you think you’re overdressed?”

 

“Point taken. I think it’s fair you get a preview as well, and just so you know. I am not wearing shorts.”

The timing of his joke, makes me smile, even when my heart is ready to burst out of my chest. I watch as his hands go to his shirt opening the line of buttons, then slides it off with ease, tossing it to the side. With his eyes fixed on me, he pulls off his jeans.

 

But I refuse to look away, staring at him as he stands in front of me in his black boxer briefs. Feeling my mouth dry at the heavenly sight before me, I swallow thickly. Which seems to amuse him as he chuckles.

 

“Like what you see?”

 

Words fail me taking in his appearance, forcing me to simply nod. But I quickly look away, feeling the blush spreading across my cheeks.

 

“I won’t be taking a step back, so if you’re ready. Come here, Sweetheart.”

 

He opens out his arms inviting me, and I instantly eliminate the distance between us in a few strides. There isn’t a need to hold back anymore.  

 

The control from moments before snaps, as he wraps his arm around my waist, taking my mouth in a deep searing kiss. He moans as our tongues collide, causing me to slide my hands through his luscious soft hair. The urgency in the kiss causes me to press up closer to him.

We pull away, our breathing unsteady, but that doesn’t stop him from leaving a fiery trail down my neck with wet kisses. His hands roam my back, before stopping and unhooking my bra. It’s quickly discarded to the side, then he pauses. He takes a deep breath, as his thirsty eyes soaks me in, leaving me breathless.

“Khushi…”

His drugged, passion filled eyes meet mine, as he caresses my breast, cupping it in his hand. My hands reach for his shoulders, feeling my knees buckle as he leans down closing his mouth over one swollen peak and while kneading the other. A moan escapes my lips, running my hands down his back as my body spasms with a pleasure that I have never felt before. He moves to the other mound suckling on it leisurely, as I lean my head back holding onto him.

 

“Arnav, please…”  My voice is unrecognizable, thick with lust, and I crave for more. Much more.  

“Sweetheart, we just got started.”  The desire is reflected in his voice, and his gaze burns through me, making me tremble with need.

 

Taking control, he picks me up in his arms, and I hold on, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He places soft kisses on my neck, carrying me to the bed, and gently lays me down. There’s a longing to be in his arms, when he doesn’t join me. Instead, he stands over me, and his penetrating gaze locks down on my black sheer lacy thong. One, that barely covers my bottom.  

 

At the same time, I allow my eyes to look at his boxers, which are tightened around his arousal. The sight makes the throbbing ache in my core grow stronger, and I drag my eyes back up to his smoldering gaze.

 

“Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?”  He says huskily kneeling on the floor at the edge of the bed.

Brazenly, I pull his chin towards me, running my fingers on his lip, and whisper.

 

“Why don’t you show me?”  

“It would be my pleasure.”

The wickedness comes through in his smirk, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed. He continues kissing, nibbling, caressing from my neck to my waist. His skilled hands are everywhere, scorching my skin wherever he touches.  

I try pulling him on the bed, needing to alleviate the increasing pressure between my legs. My mind feels hazy with desire, the desperate need to feel him inside of me growing stronger. But he continues his sweet, torturous exploration of my body, staying rooted on his knees as he avoids touching me where I want him the most.

I dig my nails into his shoulder, and he groans, finally swinging himself over me. He trails kisses on my waist, before taking my aching breasts in his mouth. A cry escapes my mouth. as he gently bites my tightening peaks, expertly rolling his tongue around them, one at a time.

He cups my face in his palm, kissing me feverishly on my lips, then whispers.

“Sweetheart, I will be right back.”  

Not ready to let go, I shake my head, and he plants a kisses on my forehead.

 

“I need to get protection. If I don’t get it now, I am not sure I will be able to go after.”

 

It takes me a second to register what he is saying, and then I nod feeling a sense of relief he remembered in the heat of passion. I momentarily wonder why he has protection, but get distracted watching him make his way to the closet. My face flushes, greedily looking at his retreating bottom, which looks extremely hot in those tight boxer briefs.

Soon he approaches the bed placing a foil packet on the side table, then lies down next to me.

His fingers travel slowly up the length of my arm, before pulling me into an embrace. Feeling overwhelmed, I close my eyes being content in his arms.

“I love you, Arnav.”

 

He holds me tight, then his tender gaze looks into mine and my breath catches in my throat.

 

“I love you more, Khushi.”

 

Snaking my arms around his neck, I crave to be filled by him, slamming my lips against his. Pull his bottom lip between mine, I trace the seam with the tip of my tongue, causing him to groan. He’s mine to take, as I deepen the kiss, and our tongues collide.

He pushes me to sit up on top of him, cupping my heavy mounds in both hands. The havoc he creates, pulling them down towards his mouth suckling hard makes me gasp. The pain, quickly turns into pleasure, and I fall against him.

His smoldering gaze meets mine, as his hands travel down my back to my behind, lifting me slightly up. And I know what’s to come, feeling his fingers shifting the string of the thong, then slides inside my aroused core.

“Arnav…” I can’t stop myself from crying out his name, when his fingers slip into my tightened vortex. He circles the throbbing nub with a relentless motion sending me to a new peak of desire. His eyes don’t leave mine, and I writhe helplessly under his spell.

“You are so ready for me, but hold on just a bit longer, sweetheart.”

 

He lays me on my back, and takes charge once again, pulling off the remaining fabric that is on me.

A throaty moan escapes my mouth, unable to tear my drugged gaze away from him. Being that this is the first time I am fully exposed to him, I find myself looking away feeling self-conscious. But he quickly eliminates the fears in my mind as he whispers.

“You’re so beautiful, Khushi.”

He takes a deep breath, and then his hand make its way in between my thighs.  His fingers finding their way back into my spot, as he places sensual kisses on my neck.

Not being able to hold back, I stroke his back pulling him closer making my way to his briefs that serves as the last barrier between us. I shock myself with my boldness as I partially pull down his briefs as his arousal springs out of its confines. He immediately slides them off, throwing them to the side of the bed.

Our bare bodies make contact for the first time, and he takes a hold of my hand.

“I want you to feel me.” He whispers, lowering my hand to his hardness. My fingers tremble as I stroke him, making him close his eyes. He groans loudly, as I continue to stroke him to find his passion filled eyes on the brink of losing control. Satisfaction immediately seeps through me seeing him this way.

“Khushi… I need you… now.”  He pulls away grabbing the foil packet from the side table, and tears it open.

I am captivated watching him slide on the protection with ease. His clouded eyes meet mine, and smiles down.

He slowly lowers his lips on mine placing a tender kiss, as I pull his face towards mine wrapping my hands around his neck.  The kiss is gentle, and slow, before it turns passionate, as our naked warm bodies touch.

I feel my body spiral out of control as he squeezes an aching peak with his fingers, while capturing one puckering nipple in his mouth.

I scream, arching up against him for his touch, running my fingers through his hair pulling him close.

He looks up at me with overpowering intensity, as he parts my thigh. I close my eyes, knowing finally he will put me out of my torment, as he positions himself to come inside of me.

 

I gasp out in pain scrunching up the sheets underneath me, as he guides himself inside of me with one thrust, slowly easing fully inside of me. He stops, and I feel myself stretching around his hardness.

“Tum theek ho?”  He whispers caressing my face, slowly easing out. But I pull his face and kiss his forehead in assurance, then he’s back inside of me again.

The pain turns into a dull ache, allowing me to unleash the yearning, pulling him closer towards me. As I call out his name, he begins to move slowly, and I am right there with him.

He takes my lips in a searing kiss, as he thrusts hard, and I blindly grasp at his shoulders. His pace increases, becoming frenzied. Our skin slapping together as he pushes himself deeper.

I cry out as my body spirals out of control, tightening as I feel myself reaching towards an unknown peak. My body surrenders to waves of sensation that gives me pleasure as I come apart, digging my nails into his back.  

He stills, allowing me the pleasure to feel the ecstasy taking over my body. He smiles, kissing me gently, then sits up holding my hips. He begins to thrust hard, and I hear his satisfied groan as he stills, then collapses down on me.

Our breathing becomes lighter, and our rapidly beating hearts steady. I hold onto the bliss I am feeling. One that I have never imagined before- being fulfilled by a man that I am deeply in love with.

I’m overwhelmed by joy, as he raises his head, and then places a gentle kiss on my lips.

“You are now mine in every way, sweetheart.”

“Hamesha, my love…”

*****

Feeling a slight chill in the air, I find myself reaching out for Arnav. But, frown when I open my eyes, noticing he’s not in the bed with me. As I feel the draft again, a blush creeps up, looking down to see I am fully exposed, with the covers at the edge of the bed.

As I try sitting up to pull the comforter; I close my eyes feeling aches throughout my body and soreness below. But, I push it aside, being reminded about last night with images of our first time together. Just the thought makes my body tingle with excitement.  

Just as I pull the covers over me, he walks into the bedroom with a glass of juice. Of course the shameless man is dressed only in his boxer briefs, making me turn the other way.

Was he walking around in the house with just his briefs on?

 

“Good morning, Sweetheart!”

He places the glass on the side table and then sits at the edge of the bed placing a kiss on my forehead.

“Um… good morning…” I whisper looking downward, wrapping the sheet around me feeling slightly anxious to face him.

“Hey, what’s the matter?  Are you okay?”

He puts his hands on my face, lifting it towards him. And I am met by his concerned gaze. Taking his hand, I bring it to my lips, and place a kiss to alleviate his concerns.

“Arnav, I am fine. Nothing’s the matter.  Well, um there is one thing… were you really walking around the house like that?”

“As a matter of fact I was. Is there a problem? Because, after last night you should be okay with me walking around in these. I know I wouldn’t mind you walking around in this…”

He picks my black thong from the floor, and swings it across my face which I quickly grab from his hands placing it under the covers.

“Besharam…” I mutter under my breath, feeling my cheeks flaming up as he openly talks about us walking around in our underwear.

“You actually look very cute when your face turns red. Now let’s see if the rest of your body matches that color.” His hands slowly come towards the cover, which I am holding onto tightly.

“Arnav… what are you…”

As I abruptly try to get up, I gasp feeling the twinge of pain between my thighs.  

“Be careful, Khushi!” He quickly holds onto me, making me sit back on the bed.  “You need to take it easy, you are probably still sore. Why don’t you have some juice, and I will draw you a bath. That should help. Oh, and I will go put on some pants, so you’re not distracted for today at least.” He winks at me, before walking away.

 

Let’s hope he doesn’t walk around like this all the time.

Who am I kidding?

Let’s hope he does!

Arnav was right, the bath helped significantly to subside the soreness, and helped my aching muscles relax. After I get dressed I walk out to see him standing on the patio outside the bedroom looking out at the ocean.

I come up behind him wrapping my arms around his chest, and inhale his clean, musky shower scent. He puts his hands on mine turning around, and smiles. One that warms my heart.

“Do you feel better now?”

“Yes, much better. Thank you for the bath, it was perfect.”

“It would have been perfect, if I was in there with you. But, we will have plenty of opportunities for that, won’t we?”

Just the thought of us in the tub makes me embarrassed, and I bury my head in his chest, which he finds amusing, letting out a chuckle.

“Come let’s go eat, I am starving!” He says taking my hand as we make our way inside.

 

We spend the next hour, preparing and eating in the modern style kitchen. Since it’s almost afternoon, we decide to have lunch.

We find ourselves unable to keep our eyes off one another. My body reacts to his slightest touch, as we move around in the kitchen. His every movement captures my attention, and I find myself craving the passion that we shared last night. I also find myself constantly blushing at how bold I had been.

Time to think about something else, before he figures out what thoughts are racing inside my head.

“Baby, what time are we leaving for home?” I ask while putting our dishes in the sink.

“I just need to inform them an hour before we need to leave. I was thinking we can head out around five o’clock, and get back home before dinner. I am going to have to work late tonight, would you mind if we go to the Penthouse?”

“Sure that’s fine. Maybe we should head back earlier. You have a busy week as well.”

 

He walks over to me, and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

“I don’t think so, work will always be there. Plus, I haven’t had enough of you yet. I say let’s enjoy the next few hours here… alone with no distractions.”

“Arnav…” I moan, as he runs his fingers along the side of neck moving my hair to the side.

“Do you know what happens to me when you say my name like that?”

My eyes widen in shock, as I feel his arousal against my thigh. I take a deep breath, as my heart slams against my chest.

He leans down taking my lips in a scorching kiss, which reignites the desires, as he deepens the kiss, pressing my body against his. We pull away for much needed air, and he leans his forehead against mine to control his breathing.

“Oh Sweetheart, I am trying so hard to hold back but I can’t seem to keep my hands off of you.”

“Then don’t…”  I whisper.

“Khushi, I don’t want to hurt you if you’re still sore. Believe me, once you get used to this, nothing will stop me from loving you. Do you know how amazing last night was for me?”

“It was for me as well, I think we should try it again.” His eyes narrow as I shrug my shoulders, and smile at him.

“Yes, we should, but where should I take you?”

“Surprise me, Mr. Raizada.”

Smirking, he lifts me onto the dining table, pushing up my skirt as he takes me right there. He starts out slow, but increases pace quickly making me scream for pleasure. This time we reach our peak together, and hold onto each other for a long moment. It feels exhilarating having him inside again, taking me to new heights of passion.

“Sweetheart, that was out of the world.”

He holds me tight as our bodies relax on the couch after an intense round of lovemaking, that has both of us satisfied.

“Humm…” I look up at him languidly, unable able to speak due to exhaustion, and place a soft kiss on his swollen lips.

“You look exhausted. Come, let’s go lie down upstairs.”  

He gets up from the couch, then picks me in his arms. Taking advantage of the personal service, I wrap my arms around him and place my head on his shoulder as we make our way upstairs. Both of us falling asleep content in each other’s arms as soon as we lay down.

When I open my eyes feeling a slight caress on my face, I see Arnav looking at me with a tender expression.

“Sleep well?”  

“Yes, very well. How long have we been asleep?” I cuddle up closer in his arms.

“Not long… little over an hour. I woke up about ten minutes ago. Are you feeling okay?” He says concerned.

“I am perfectly fine, baby. Can we please go for a walk on the beach before heading back to the city?”

“Sure, anything you want.”

 

It’s a beautiful summer day, the sun shining in the afternoon, and the light breeze courtesy of the ocean. I can’t help but smile feeling carefree at finally finding peace here as we walk along the shoreline hand in hand.

“I am going to miss this place, it feels so peaceful here.” I say as the water touches my feet.

 

“We can come back next weekend, if you want.”

I stop and let go of his hand, stunned at his suggestion.

“What?”

“Don’t tell me, you forgot about next weekend…” But he realizes his mistake instantly.

“… oh shit! Di’s Godh Bharai, damn how did that slip my mind?”

“Seriously Arnav, how can you forget? Let me guess, you also forgot about my plans going there Thursday night with Aakash.”

“Wait a minute… when the fuck did this happen?”

Realizing I made these plans last weekend, and had casually mentioned it over the phone. With all the Sheetal drama, we had barely talked about it, and I just assumed he knew.

Oh, this is not going to go well based on the scowl adorning his face.

“Remember, I told you last weekend, about taking the day off on Friday to go help Payal and Nani. You said it was fine.”

“I remember you asked about Friday, but I assumed you were going to be home. In the city, with me. I won’t be able to go there till Saturday afternoon, which means you won’t be with me for two days. Two nights without you… no, that’s not going to work. Khushi, you need to change your plans.  ”

“Stop being ridiculous, I can’t change my plans after I said yes. They are counting on me to help them. Please understand, I want to be there for Anjali.  Come on, stop frowning… for me?” I pout my lips, wrapping my arms around his neck. He sighs, then slides his thumb across my lips.

“Just so you know, leaving me alone is going to cost you. I am going to collect before and after. I suggest you prepare yourself, Ms. Gupta. Now come on, I will race you to the house.”

I stare at him as my heart goes erratic at where his thoughts are, then smile.

“I have a better idea, since you think I need to prepare myself, why don’t you carry me back to the house? You know so I won’t be so tired when the time comes…”  

He raises an eyebrow, and takes one stride coming close to me.

“Very true, we need to make sure you have energy for all the things I have in mind. Shall we? It time to go back home, sweetheart.”

He picks me in his arms, and I look into his darkened gaze filled with passion and desire for me.  

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

Leaning in, I place a kiss on his lips as my heart warms with tenderness, compassion, and most of all love I have for this man.

Love…

So this is what is feels like being deeply in love, and being loved back.

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