SS Because I Love You... PART 13+14 WARNING 16+ - Page 20

Chapter 14

Arnav awoke the next morning feeling rather unsettled. Sitting up, he realized that Khushi had woken up earlier than him to shower. He felt slightly annoyed. She didn't stay back to give him his morning kiss! But then an idea shot through his mind and he jumped up from the bed, a naughty smirk forming on his face. Stripping from his night clothes, he wrapped a towel around his hips and unlocked the bathroom door with the spare key he held.

Khushi had finished showering and was moisturizng herself in front of the huge bathroom mirror, wearing only a bathrobe. She had purposely gotten up before her husband, because she knew he would hold her back for another make out session if he woke up, and that wouldn't do today, for she had to go help Payal and Anjali with the wedding preparations. Finishing up, she turned towards door, only to find Arnav blocking the door, leaning against it with his arms crossed on his chest, mischief evident in his eyes.

"Arnavji…aap…yahaan…matlab…" Khushi struggled to form cohesive sentences.

"Haan Khushi…who…tum mere good morning kiss bhool gayi thi…is liye maine socha ki main khud aakar le loon…" he walked towards her with a predatory stance.

Khushi panicked and tried to move back, only to release she was blocked by the sink counter. In no time Arnav had her trapped and was staring down at her intently. When he finally spoke, his voice was husky "My morning kiss, Khushi…" he leant forward.

She knew better than to try evading him, so Khushi brought her hands up to rest on his shoulder and tip toed so she could briefly peck his lips. "Happy?" she tried to make her way out of the bathroom, but Arnav had already gripped her waist.

He swiftly hoisted her onto the sink counter so she was comfortably seated on it, and then nedged her legs apart so he could stand in front of her with her legs wrapped around his waist. Khushi gasped as she realized she only had her bathroom on and he, only a towel. "Arnavji…please…" she tried to reason with him, only to have her mouth silenced by his.

He kissed and teased her mercilessly, his tongue tracing every contour of her mouth, his hands fluttering across all the right places on her body. Khushi moaned and tightened her legs' grip around his waist and pulled his hips towards her own. Arnav was frantic with desire now, for he could feel her bare core through the towel. His hips started moving on their own accord, grinding and grating with hers.

Pulling back form the kiss, he looked down at her and realized her bathrobe was almost sliding off her shoulders, giving him a glimpse of her glorious breasts. A wild growl escaped him as he slid the robe off her shoulders so it pooled around her waist, leaving her top half stark naked. Khushi suddenly stilled, and trying to push him away and cover herself.

But Arnav was admanant. He held her hands to stop her. "Khushi, let me see…" his voice pleaded, as his hands cupped her breasts, gently fondling them. Khushi moaned and arched back, pushing more of herself to him. He bent and started kissing every inch of her breasts, and finally took one nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. Khushi gasped at the immense pleasure coursing through her. Her nails sunk into Arnav's back, drawing him closer still. As if Arnav needed further encouragement. He just could get enough of her sweet taste. He finally pulled back he felt Khushi's body shaking with desire. "Don't…don't stop…" Khushi managed to squeak out.

Arnav groaned and bent again, this time taking her mouth in a mind wrecking kiss, and his hands massaged her breasts, building a steady rhythm. As he deepened the kiss, one of this hands made its way down to her legs, sensually stroking her thighs. Khushi started grinding their hips together again, desperate to ease aching in between her legs. Arnav's hand then started going towards her inner thighs, higher and higher till her reached her mound.

Khushi suddenly broke away from his kiss and tried to tell him to stop, but Arnav would have none of it. He pressed his hand harder on her, making her hiss in sheer delight. Satisfied with her reaction, he let his thumb separate the fold so he could rub her sensitive bud with it. Khushi's moans were getting louder by the instant. Arnav cautisouly put in finger inside her, testing her reaction.

Which was to clinger to him harder. He started moving his finger in and out of her while his thumb continued to flick at her c***. "Argh Arnavji, please…" Khushi begged him for a release.

Arnav quickly latched on to her breast and started sucking with the same rhythm his hands was running on below. When he felt she was close, he entered another finger and started thrusting in and out of her harder and harder. Khushi finally came, jerking her hips and much as possible into his hand, her head thrown back on abandon. Arnav continued caressing her intimates till the last wave of pleasure overcame her, and she collapsed onto his chest, fully exhausted.

"Khushi?"

Khushi just responded by further burying her head into his chest, too embarrassed to face him. Arnav gently listed her off the counter and put her on her feet, helped her re-tie her robe around herself properly, then lifted her chin up so she could face him. "I love you…" he murmured before giving a final chaste kiss.

Khushi smiled and walked towards the door, but turned around before opening it. "Arnavji?"

Arnav's head shot up, eager to hear her words.

"Woh…humne aapke kiye cupboard mein kuch rakha hai. Agar aap pheron ke waqt woh pehnenge to mujhe bahut achha lagega…" her voice lingered in Arnav's ears even after she'd left. Khushi had asked him for something for the first time and he was not going to deny her it.

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