FF: D for Desire #2 (Ch 15 - 21) - Page 25

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She whispered as her lips moved against his finger, sending sensation through both of their bodies.

"Because, you are special too .. Arnav."

The silence in the car was speaking volumes of what neither of them could give word to. They stared into each other's eyes trying to read what the eyes said .. the unsaid hidden beyond the simple confessions.

"So I am special," asks Arnav slowly with his eyes still into hers. He could not see the blush growing on her cheeks clearly but he understood. Khushi removed her hand from his wrist but Arnav did not move his finger from her lips. Khushi tried to move away but with his left palm, Arnav cupped her right cheek.

"So we both are special to each other," he said huskily with a hint of his lopsided smile, "That calls for a special celebration. Doesn't it?"

Khushi saw the glint in his eyes. She knew what those dark eyes wanted. She felt his index finger on her lips slowly creating circles tantalizing the soft flesh, creating a need for more. She could feel her heartbeats picking up instantly. Her palms started to sweat. The butterflies in her stomach finally breathed and started dancing in glee after hours of waiting.

Arnav moved his finger from her lips and cupped her face properly with both his palms. He saw her gulping as her eyes moved between his eyes & his lips. He saw her lips slowly parting .. just enough to allow her lips to shiver in anticipation. There was no point in wasting time.

Khushi felt being succumbed into a whirlpool of ecstasy as Arnav suddenly pounced on her taking over her lips completely by his fiery, rough ones. Khushi was still sitting in the passenger seat, latched, while Arnav was hovering over her, still cupping her face, finding his way into her mouth. Khushi felt his fingers digging more into her cheeks as he tried harder to find the moistness of her mouth. It was time she joined the celebration too.

Khushi slowly started nibbling his lips as her hands took him into an embrace. But Arnav was in no mood for anything slow & soft. Khushi heard him groan before he forced himself into her mouth. His kisses were always wild. Khushi smiled as she let herself melt under the heat they were emanating. She let Arnav take charge – it felt good to be dominated.

"3 .. 7 .. mm .. 9 .. mm … 13 .."

Though the intensity of the kiss was only getting better & better Arnav's whispers of random counting in between the kisses made Khushi open her eyes. She suddenly pulled away from him, surprised & watched Arnav's dazed face, his eyes still closed, lips parted, wet & swollen. Arnav opened up his eyes in the next instant, not feeling her around & met her eyes desperately.

"What are you doing, Arnav" Khushi asked, surprised.

"What," Arnav managed to ask, as he tried to bring her face forward, his eyes focused on nothing but her lips.

"You are counting, Arnav," Khushi exclaimed.

"Oh, that" Arnav smirked. He held her face only an inch away from his as he replied with pouted lips, "I was not counting .. I was scoring you, Khushi Kumari Gupta."

"Wh – what," Khushi exclaimed, flustered and tried to push himself away from her.

"That was the deal, wasn't it," Arnav winked, "And your scoring starts now."

Khushi stared at Arnav, shocked. Only Arnav Singh Raizada could do this! She tried to move away but Arnav was faster in pulling herself closer to him with his one hand wrapping her waist and the other placed on her nape. He smiled at her.

"I thought you would want to know," he smirked again, "It was you who gave me the lecture on transparency the other day."

Khushi glared at him. He was playing smart again!

"Please share me a summary every hour but I don't need a running commentary," Khushi scowled, "You know what? You should write a book .. 'Ways to spoil Romantic Moments' by Arnav Singh Raizada! I would vouch for it."

"Romantic moments," Arnav chuckled, "Great! So can we go back to our romantic moments, if I promise not to give running commentary anymore?"

"No," Khushi stuck her tongue out, "The romantic moment is royally spoiled."

"If I know how to spoil a romantic moment .. royally," Arnav's voice came out huskier than usual, "I also know how to create one .. royally. Have faith, Khushi."

Khushi gave in even before she could start fighting his assault as he again took her lips in a wild torrent of kisses. Who said they needed to break the kiss for breathing? They made each other breathless and that was all that they wanted. They both realized, as they savored each other to their heart's content, how much they had wanted it, needed it. They have submitted to their desire for each other, the moment the first opportunity knocked. What was the point of denying something so evident?

As they continued to kiss, Khushi's hands wrapped around Arnav stronger, pulling him closer into her, with her hands going up & down his back. Arnav's right hand was tugging her hair while the left one was massaging her exposed skin on the back sensually. Khushi could feel his hand slowly travelling to her sides. She groaned as he dug his nails in the soft flesh of the side of her belly. Holding her waist, Arnav slowly massaged the skin of her belly with his thumb.

"Khushi ..," he mumbled in between the kisses, "You are .. so .. smooth .. your belly .. softer .. than silk .."

Khushi took both of his lips inside hers with a harsh bite, not allowing him to utter anything else. Arnav groaned and let Khushi take charge, as her bites blurred his everything. This kiss was the wildest thing, Arnav decided, that had ever happened to him. He relaxed himself completely, letting Khushi guide him into the wildness. If this was what kiss meant, he had not really kissed anyone before. Khushi's torture on his lips intensified as a feral moan escaped his mouth. Khushi felt, as she kept sucking every bit of his sweet nectar, his hands travelling up slowly by her sides. As he settled his right hand just under her armpit, she slowed down a bit. Arnav started slowly massaging the side of her bosom with his thumb and as he further pushed his thumb towards the tip, Khushi broke the kiss.

Arnav stopped as he felt the loss of contact – it felt like an eternal part of him was cut off. He opened up his eyes, questioning her – he did not want to stop.

Khushi watched Arnav desperately looking at her. She smiled at his pleading eyes – full of almost childlike urge to go on. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek softly.

"Let's just keep it at kiss, Arnav," Khushi murmured, "I want a memory of kiss ..with you."

Arnav knew instantly what she meant. He smiled.

"Are you sure Khushi this one would suffice," he murmured too as he brushed her nose lightly with his, "As 'the kiss' .. "

"Yes, Arnav," Khushi chuckled as she pushed him away and settled herself properly in the seat, "This was a good .. mm .. actually a pretty good one .. worthy of keepsake."

Arnav smiled. Technically, this was not his first kiss but it did feel like the first. He could not remember anything that happened prior to this kiss. This was it. All this time, he thought he knew what desire was, what attraction was, what physical ecstasy was .. everything seemed mundane & routine, until Khushi Kumari Gupta happened to him. Everything with her was a first.

Arnav settled himself in his seat properly and fastened the seatbelt.

"So, now what, Khushi?"

"Mmm .. I guess I should be back to my hotel."

"Yeah .. but do you think you can give me a back massage in your room?"

"Whatt???"

"Yeah .. I have been hovering too long. From my seat to your seat. My back hurts."

Khushi took a few seconds to understand what he was saying. As she understood, she started laughing and a naughty grin emerged in the corner of Arnav's lips. Khushi slapped softly on his left arm.

"Very funny! Let's go now."

Arnav checked his watch.

"It is really late. Almost half past one. Are you sure you want to go back to hotel. We are in the other part of the city."

"Well, I have no intention to sleep in your car. So, yes, that is what I want."

"I can suggest some other place where you can sleep. Something nearby."

Khushi turned her face and looked at him. Arnav read the uneasiness in her eyes.

"I have an apartment nearby. There are 3 bedrooms there. So, if you are ok, we can just hit the sack there."

"Mmm .. that's ok, Arnav .. I think I should go back to my hotel."

Arnav knew what was bothering her. Her being with him was already more than her beliefs allowed her.

"Do you trust me, Khushi?"

Did she trust her? She did not know. But she wanted to.

"I want to."

Arnav smiled.

"Fine. Then try trusting me. And I will try not to break your trust."