OS: Dancing in the rain - UPDATED!

Suddenly, I felt a warm hand brush against my waist. "Cold..?" Murmured Arnav, burying his head in my neck. I leaned back against him, allowing my head to rest on his shoulder. "No, but if you keep touching me like that, I just might..." I sighed.

As if in a daze, he began to place hot, wet kisses on my neck. I moaned, closing my eyes and giving him further access to my body. Even after two years of marriage, Arnav still managed to have that effect on me. "You know... there's always our bedroom if you're too cold out here..." He whispered against my ear. And as he spoke, I didn't miss the light caress of his lips against my cheek. I bit my lip trying my level best to hold in the gasp which sat on the tip of my tongue. "Arnav...stop-" I began. He, however, whisked me around to face him before I could finish.

"No Khushi..." He murmured huskily. "You stop that. Stop biting your lip... or I'll just have to take over for you..."

I felt a rush of heat against my cheeks. My eyes darted away from his, trying to mask the embarrassement that I felt upon hearing his statement. "You know Khushi..." He whispered. "You look awfully sexy in this white sari of yours..." I felt my breath hitch. My hands clenched into tight fists. I shuddered silently. The only difference was that this time it wasn't because of the chill in the air. "You look good enough to eat..." He muttered as he leaned in and gave my ear a gentle bite. I flinched at the sudden pain... Was it pain..? Or pleasure? I couldn't tell. His warm fingers trailed up my waist, up my blouse and to my neck, sending bursts of shock through my veins. "A-Arnav..." I gasped. "W-We need to stop..." My pleas went unheard. His fingers stopped only when they had reached my chin. He lifted it up, forcing my eyes to lock with his. What I saw within his chocolatey eyes was something that I hadn't seen in a long while. Passion... perhaps...? No... definately more than that... much more than that...

I swallowed nervously, stepping away from him. But he was in no mood to release me tonight. With a reflexive pull, he got me where he wanted instantaniously - against himself. I was his prey and he was my predator. I was trapped in his arms. Not that I minded of course. My hands rested on his chest exploring him on their own accord. With every curve of his body that I touched, my heart froze all the more. His breath came in ragged gasps and his smoldering eyes were sending waves of burning fire through my skin.

I felt his cool hand snake up my back. I shivered, my eyes closing on their own will. "S-Stop it Arnav... that's enough..." I begged for the third time that night. He pulled me harder against him in unspoken denial and placed small butterfly kisses on my cheek. "Don't Khushi... don't you DARE try to stop me tonight... I've had enough... I can't wait anymore..." His hand wandered upward, stopping only when it got to the strings of my blouse. He looked at me, his eyes dark with desire. "I love you Khushi... and I want to show you exactly how much... tonight..." Before I could respond, he had captured my lips within his.

The kiss started off gently... innocently. But such was the desire that despite having his lips on mine and mine on his, we both wanted more. Much more. His one hand dug into my hair, pulling me harder into the kiss, while the other floated around my blouse. With every movement he made... with every action he took... i felt myself immerse further into him.

If it weren't for the cool splash of a droplet of water on my face, I may have never pulled away from the kiss. But I did. "A-Arnav... it-it's raining... I think..."

A slow smirk spread over his lips. My heart, as usual, skipped a beat. "You think what Khushi...?" He asked mischievously. "You think we should continue this inside huh...?" I gasped, shocked. "N-No!!! Th-That's not what I meant-"

"Then what did you mean Mrs. Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada...?" He whispered before placing a wavering lock of hair behind my ear. I didn't reply. I COULDN'T reply. Everytime he neared me, I turned into jello. I shook my head and buried my head in my hands shyly. Arnav chuckled, placing a feathery kiss on my forehead.

"Alright then. Topic change. Khushi... if I ask you to do something... will you do it...?" I looked up, feeling flustered. "Uh-I..I..D-don't...I mean.. I..."

He rolled his eyes, exhasperated. "Yes or no Khushi?" I nodded, although somewhat hesitantly. "W-What do you want me to do...?"

The smile plastered on his lips widened. Uh-oh... not a good sign... I thought to myself. He moved back, slowly lowering himself down on his knees. "Dance with me Khushi." He declared, with his hand outstretched. My mouth dropped open in surprise. "A-Arnav! Are you crazy!? It's cold, I'm wearing an almost-transparent white sari and it's starting to rain!"

He shook his head stubbornly. "I don't care. You said you would do whatever I asked."

I gazed at him, mustering the most innocent expression that I could manage. "Oh did I...? I don't remember making any such commitment!"

I laughed, noticing his hurt expression before turning away. "Khushi!" He declared, effortlessly clasping my hand within his own and pulling me hard against his body once more. I gasped at his unexpected movement. "No one says no to Arnav Singh Raizada..." He whispered, giving my shoulder a gentle bite. "And that," he whispered, referring to the love bite. "was your punishment for trying to run away from me." I groaned, the sting of the bite still evident on my reddening skin. He smirked, slowly wrapping his arms around my waist once more. "Did it hurt jaan...?" He questioned. And I couldn't help but notice that the huskiness in his voice had grown ten-fold... How was it possible that a person could be so sensuous simply with their voice? I shivered, nodding in response. He leaned in slowly, running his lips over the affected skin. "Sorry love..." He murmured. "But I'm still waiting for that dance you know...?"

Originally posted by: Scintillating

OMG!! Cannot wait! 😊 Pari, you write such fabulous OS's full of passion! It's always a treat to read them. And, boy oh boy, does this sound promising or what? 😳