SS Because I Love You... PART 13+14 WARNING 16+ - Page 15

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I think Arnav should not give into her request. He should just cuddle with her and tell her in a subtle way that he doesn't want to take advantage of her insecurities. And this should make khushi fall for Arnav even more.

Omg Khushi emotions are all over the place. Poor girl lets hope she starts to trust full heartedly. Plz update soon :) x

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Part 10 up! This part has lots of ups and downs. Well of course it has to, after all our Sanka Devi's mind can't focus on one thing for more than 5 minutes! Hope you enjoy this. Tomorrow's update will be a very significant one.

Part 10

Arnav swooped his head down to capture Khushi's lips once again in a leisurely kiss. He took his own sweet time, letting his tongue memorize every single contour of her pliant mouth. Khushi clung to his shoulder helplessly as he wrecked her senses to a point of insanity. She tried to pull his whole weight onto herself, urging him to speed up his actions.

Arnav's groin clenched in anticipation, but he knew he knew he needed to delay this for a while, at least until Khushi had forgiven him fully. Sensing her restlessness, he moved his lips to kiss a trail down her slender neck towards her cleavage. He landed, wet open mouthed kisses on the upper curves of her breasts, which were now rapidly rising and falling. He slowly used his skilled fingers to caress the sides of her breasts through her kurti, earning a throaty moan from her.

Dear Lord, Arnav struggled to maintain control. He knew another similar sound from Khushi would be his undoing, there would be no going from there. Where were Di, Nani and HP with their constant bugging and interrupting their private moments when he needed them the most?! Why wasn't Aman calling him to ruin the moment yet? Argh, damn it, forget them! Khushi's getting what she wants!

Arnav grabbed the side of the collar of Khushi's top and pulled it down to expose a creamy shoulder waiting to be marked. He got to work alternately nibbling and sucking at the skin there. She tasted so sweet, a sinfully guilty pleasure for a diabetic. He just could not get enough her. "Arnavji?" he heard her soft voice.

Arnav immediately stopped what he was doing and looked up at her. She seemed unsure of herself. Arnav prayed that she was going to be alright. "Yes jaan?" he kissed the tip of her nose, then pulled back to study her face. "Erm…I…woh…I…I'm…hungry…" Khushi stammered, embarrassed.

"…you're…hungry…" Arnav really didn't know to react to her. He stared at her for two seconds, then burst out laughing. His whole body shook with fits of laughter. Khushi struggled to understand what was so funny. "Why are you laughing?!" she asked him, a little annoyed.

"You, Mrs. Raizada," Arnav managed to put out between chuckles, "are one of a kind, you know that?"

Pecking her lips one last time, Arnav got up from the bed and re-did his shirt buttons before pulling Khushi up onto her feet as well and helping her re-adjust her clothes. "I'll…I'll just be back." Khushi could barely manage to squeak at him before scurrying off towards the washroom.

Once in the privacy of the lavish bathroom, Khushi splashed her face with cold water from the tap, and then lifted her head up to look at herself in the mirror. The sight that greeted her was one she'd never seen before. Her lips were swollen red from the constant friction of mad kissing, her hair was a complete mess, and her whole face and neck were flushed red.

She failed to understand why she had behaved the way she did a few minutes ago. She would have been lying to herself if she said she didn't want it. She did want it. But why? Why couldn't she hate Arnav, no matter how much she tried? Why couldn't she shake off the dream of a perfect married life with the most imperfect man she had met? But this time, Khushi had understood what she wanted.

She wanted Arnav. She wanted to stay with him. As his wife. To start afresh. But what she was not sure of, was if she SHOULD stay with him. After all, once burnt, twice scalded. She would have to talk with him, she decided. They would have to decide once and for all what they were going to do with their marriage. But first, food. Pehle peth pooja, phir koi kaam dooja, she thought. Splashing her face once more, she dried herself and set her hair straight before walking out confidently.

But her confident almost instantly snapped when she saw her husband waiting for her outside. He had changed into his casuals, and was leaning against the door waiting for her, looking as devishly handsome as ever. She made her way over to him, and he automatically held out his hand for her. This time she took her hand without thinking twice. Arnav's heart jumped with joy at this simple action of hers. Somehow he knew. He knew that he would win his Khushi back.

Thankfully, the whole family had gone off to sleep. Arnav made Khushi sit while he ran around the kitchen, trying to figure out how to heat and serve the food. Khushi almost smiled at her silly husband. Wait, silly? Arnav Singh Raizada? No…well, except maybe when it came to domestic matters.

After what seemed like an eternity, Arnav came back to the dining table with a tray loaded with food. He placed it in front of Khushi, who immediately dug in. Arnav stared at his wife as she ate. She was beautiful. Crazy, silly, a little bit of a glutton, but still beautiful. And pure. Without a single selfish bone or scheming brain cell in her. How dumb he was to think she could have done something as despicable as Shyam had said…

Arnav clenched his fists. Shyam. Where was that bas***d anyway? Well wherever he was, he wasn't going to live to see another day the moment he set his hands on that slime ball, Arnav thought decisively. He would have to find out form Di where he was, and make plans to keep Khushi safe from him.

Khushi was eating her meal she suddenly noticed her husband tense up. Then it occurred to her that he hadn't eaten either. He was so busy during the show and the party that he'd skipped his meal. She took another plate, filled it with food and held it in front of his face.Arnav looked at her questioningly. "Eat." She ordered.

Arnav shook his head. "I'm not hungry."

"Eat." She repeated, and put the plate down in front of him. Arnav knew better than to argue with her in her current state. He ate silently while watching his wife enjoy her meal.

The meal done, the troubled couple began make their way up to their room. Khushi entered first, and took a deep breath as she heard her husband lock the door behind her. "Arnavji, can we talk?"

Precap: What conclusion will Arnav and Khushi reach?

BTW, yesterday's episode? BEST IN WEEKS! "Haan buaji, ek aur kambal de deti to mooh bhi dhak leti." Did Arnav just JOKE or am I hallucinating? Did buaji accidentally add alcohol in his morning tea? O.o" And that rabba ve...dear God, please top playing with our weak hearts, CVs, I nearly had a hear failure there!

loved it too much! could you pleaseee post the next update ASAP! :) can't wait!

great update dear... yes truly yesterdays epi was the best in weeks... loved it

awesome dear and yesterday's episode was really a best one

nice ss
pm me next time