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Rain sequence!
Arnav had managed to keep his feelings about his f**k up on not knowing Khushi's birthday to himself and thankfully his vixen had played along. Well he was a man with a plan, as always.
He had called NK for reinforcement plans almost immediately, and now was a satisfied man, well not so much. A man who had been married for 4months and yet to touch his wife, was by no means a man, forget satisfied. But if all went well...a ghost of a smirk appeared on his lips. Well 14th july seemed a better day by every tick on the clock.
The first leg of his plan kicked in as he was reveling in his soon-to-be-satisfied smirk, he had asked NK to deliver the red saree, that was kept in a box in his cupboard. Well soapy he was not, but this girl had the power in her sashaying bottom to reduce him to mush. This saree was the same one she had worn, in defiance of his orders during a photo-shoot, well he'd have some of his demons covered tonight. well their was the smirk again!
That fateful day, he had encountered the tough slip in khushi kumari gupta, not only had she defied him, she had then gone and given lectures on "bhartiy sanskriti" ya right, as if the "Jeff-the-jerk" was listening to her "gyaan", he was staring at the beyond-words-beautiful girl in front of him. He had, had many dreams about this saree, well poetic justice awaited him alright!
He gave the gift to khushi under the watchful eyes of her family members, husbands gift and all had to be rated. Well he clearly did well on those charts as they all raved about the gift and as he had expected, persuaded her to put it on.
Wasn't she a sight to behold!
When the whole jalebi drama was over, well nobody gave a rats ass, as to stop having sweets as he has Diabetes, think about it, the forbidden Khushi and Jalebi all in one day! he escorted khushi to the car, god he missed his SUV!
When they were on the way to the venue of his surprise, koosie of Laxmi nagar woke up and started off.
Koosie- Arnav ji, hum ghar aajate apne aap, humne kaha tha na ki hum jab tak contract nai khatam hota, tab tak kahin nai jaayenge."
Well, the girl never left a single chance of placing a dig.
As soon as he reached the Sunsaan spot (his personal- as I live in Delhi and never have I found a place that empty- at any point of time-no kidding), it started to rain.
It struck him, what good was it to take her too a party, where all will be staring at his wife, him included , while here just here she would be all his!
Well, Khushi Kumari Gupta was in for a birthday treat!
Arnav- Get out. I said out!😡
He managed his ASR face, while all he could think was, *shez-gonna-get-wet, shez-gonna-get-wet!*
She looked at him all hurt and bewildered, the girl seriously needed her nuts fixed, didn't she know he has already dug up a hole for himself in her Lauv!
She reluctantly got down from the car, and he received his present! Wet Mrs. Arnav singh Raizada!
*Again if ASR were a Bollywood type of guy, "dhak-dhak karne laga" from Beta would start in the background the very second he stepped out of the car. But, as she was the subdued partner today, ASR would be Madhuri and Koosie- anil kapoor "thank the lord, not hairy him"*
Arnav was lost the very second his eyes fell on the woman, all wet, all translucent from the rain. He could actually trace every curve on her body with his eyes. It was not just any woman, he had been wooed before, but her charms were innocent and it was him wooing her! A man likes to be a predator and never the prey, the women of 21st century have forgotten that.
He narrowed his eyes on his prey, who was getting conscious by the second and in her attempt to cover herself with her saree, was draping it more closely, that every curve became more apparent, more alluring. He started walking towards her and she as always (annoyingly enough) started walking backwards.
He made a lurch towards her and grabbed her wrist, he was fascinated by those petite wrists from the very beginning, fascination didn't really cover his interest in her.
He pulled her towards him, and she bumped into hin, wet saree, water droplets and all.He looked at her lips, they were ripe strawberries, too much to resist, but resisted he had. But now, he had no reason to resist.
Arnav-"khushi"
One moment he was saying her name in his typical gruff voice and the very next he had consumed her lips. Their lips met with a woosh. He had planned to take it slow for her untried mind, but the passion of the moment took all sensibilities away.
He started with his firm lips on hers, never letting up until she gave him access to her sweet recess. She let up on a moan and he never missed a chance. His hands had started on the small of her back, found their way to her bare waist and then moving up, brushing the sides of her pert breasts.
In their wet clothes, it was impossible to mask their reactions to each other, where his hardness was impossible to miss, her hardened nipples were drilling holes in his chest. He moved his tongue into her mouth more firmly, all the while his hands were roaming on her back.
Then he moved his right hand to the arch of her back and the left hand was supporting her neck, which made it compulsory for her to hold on to him for balance. This freed her grip from the saree, that was till now wound up tightly around her. Immediately his right hand moved to her bare stomach caressing it with his thumb, while his fingers left trails on her heated flesh.
Khushi let out another moan, this time with a response of clutching him harder by the hair at his nape. Even the pain of his hair being pulled transformed into passion, such was the moment.
He instantly moved on to her neck, he bit her a couple of times, getting reactions of encouragement from this bundle of moans in his arms. He sucked the rain droplets from her neck and them soothed the bruised skin with his tongue, but the gut-wrenching scream he got from khushi, halted him for a second. He pulled back and looked at the pleasure-high woman in his arms, he let out a chuckle and pulled her closer moving his hands to her derrie (bottom).
This woman could surprise him and make him laugh at the oddest moments.
He was looking in her eyes, which were now almost hazel with arousal and annoyed for some reason.
Arnav- "I had actually planned a surprise party for you, which started about 15mins ago. So, janna hai, ya we could go home."
*Welcome back smirk*
Khushi let out a hiss.
His vixen!
khushi- "Ghar..."
She let it drop their, but the expression on his angry cats face was enough to break the speed limit.
Ciao!
So in the end, not so gutter after all..hehehe
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