Arnav came into dining area after his shower. He saw khushi was eating her pancakes.
he wrapped his arms around her again as he leaned to nibbled on her neck.
Khushi- 'Arnav please...leave me..have your breakfast.'
Arnav sensed irritation in her voice, he took a chair beside her and sat.
Are you okay?" he asked seriously but he didn't know that all of that just her plan.
Yeah, I'm just sore." she told a half truth, well more than half even if she didn't plan on making him wait she would have kept him away today to give her body some time. She was waiting for that time when he would beg for a touch.
Oh, I'm sorry." He said instantly
"It's fine. I just need a break." she assured him; he looked kind of guilty as he looked over her
"Is it wrong that I find the marks I left on your body hot?" he asked her and she shook her head
"It's a nice reminder, though I hope none of them are visible when I go out." she said and stood up to take a water from refrigerator.
He pressed against her from behind again and gripped her hair so her head was back and to the side.
"I give you hickys to remind you that your just mine...think about me always no matter I am with you physically or not.'
he gripped her hip and she felt his erection poking her.
Like every other time he did things like this, she knew she should back out but she was dripping at his words, her body being his territory and the marks he left as a sign that he was there.
"and you are mine...don't forget." Khushi said and he left her.
"you sit, I bring the water." he said as soon as he turned around her eyes widened at the sight of his back. He was shirtless just in a lower.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" she asked and he looked at her confused.
Of course, why wouldn't I be?" he asked and she touched the raw and torn flesh on his back causing him to take a sharp intake of breath
"I'm so sorry." she said
"I'm fine, it's really okay." He assured her.
She looked closer at his arms and saw red angry skin on his biceps and shoulders. The skin on his back was torn open enough that it had bled at one point and the rest looked raw and painful. You could see little lines down the middle where my nails broke skin.
"You're bleeding." she told him and he shrugged "Doesn't that hurt?" she asked and he looked at me with his eyes clouded in lust.
"Only a little but you're not the only one who likes the pain." Pain, something you would usually avoid like the plague but when he got too rough or pinched a little too hard it had her coming harder than I ever had before.
Pain is pleasure.
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