Khushi and Arnav had the sumptuous food she prepared. They spent some quality time after a long time. With both their busy schedules spending long hours together had become a rarity. Arnav relaxed after the food in front of the TV. Khushi too joined him there and quietly gave him company.
They as usual chatted over the poolside, looking at their photos since childhood. Both of them relived so many memories and incidents. Khushi didn't spare one anecdote on Arnav. She genuinely had a good time teasing him all over again. Arnav just took it in his stride good naturedly. He was happy to have the Sanki Khushi back.
Nani was to return the next day and Arnav wanted to speak to her as soon as she came. He was finally ready to acknowledge the fact Khushi meant his life. When she was attacked by that man during her friend's wedding, his heart had nearly stopped. He could not tolerate her tears nor someone bad mouthing her. His very core shook if Khushi was hurt.
If this was not love then what is it? He asked himself. Arnav had compartmentalized Khushi as his best friend and he had always felt the need to protect her. Maybe he had taken things too seriously in his mind and refused to see that she was a desirable woman. But all that changed in a single kiss.
She was a sexy. alluring woman and she was all his. The blood rushed to his groin just thinking about their recent love making. Even in her innocence she managed to bring him to his knees. Arnav had never felt so strongly towards anyone else. Maybe it was all due to the emotional connect he had towards Khushi.
Arnav was lost in his thoughts and didn't hear Khushi call out his name. She shook him an called him the second time. "What were you thinking about? You seemed to be lost." Khushi questioned him.
"You, I was thinking about you, about us."
"What about us?"
"How good you tasted in my arms, your lips, your..."
"Oh shut up Arnie." She shut the photo album and looked down with a slight hint of a smile. Her cheeks were blooming in shy color.
Arnav chuckled seeing this new Khushi. "Khushi Kumari Gupta, are you really blushing? I never thought I'd see this day."
see hit him playfully and got up to replace the album. He too stood up and followed her. "Khushi" And Khushi turned towards him.
"Tomorrow Nani will be back. I will speak to her first thing regarding us." And then he did the unthinkable. He went down on his knees and proposed in a soft voice. "So Khushi Kumari Gupta, will you marry me?"
Khushi was touched by his gesture. She had a stupid grin on her face and told him yes. Arnav held her hands and got up. He kissed her knuckles and gave her a killer smile.
"Khushi, can we make the wedding small and simple? I don't care for a very lavish wedding. And I want to get married as soon as possible."
"What's the hurry?" She was confused at his fast pace and slightly overwhelmed too. Though Khushi had harbored romantic notions about Arnav for a very long time, things were moving fast in a short span of time.
"Why wait? You love me and I..."
"You?" She was waiting to hear it. Her heart was thudding loudly. Her eyes were expectant.
"And I love you. So what is the need to wait? I can't wait to make you mine." His voice had considerably softened and taken a husky tinge. Khushi went into his arms and kept her head on his chest.
"I am already yours Arnie. I have always been yours." She looked up and they shared a smile.
"I want to make it official now and announce it to the whole world. And more importantly I don't want anyone else coming near you like that bloody NK." He practically growled the last part.
Khushi laughed at his jealousy. "C'mon Arnie. You know you're the one for me. NK is just a friend. Now let go of this." Arnav sighed and simply said "Alright"
They went to sleep in their respective rooms. After the long day both of them slept the minute their heads touched the pillow. But after a few hours Arnav heard faint sounds from Khushi's room. He roused himself from his sleep and went in to her room. Thankfully the door wasn't locked and he went in.
Arnav was shocked to see Khushi thrashing her head in the bed. Tears were running down her eyes and she was obviously in the midst of a very bad dream. He ran to her and heard her whimper amma. It was the same old dream that plagued her since that fateful day.
Arnav sat on the bed and shook her. She came out of the nightmare abruptly and realized it was all a dream. Just like their younger days, Arnav had come in and he was holding her hand , stroking it soothingly. Khushi made a sound and hugged him tightly.
Arnav extricated himself from her briefly and gave her some water. He then took her in his arms again. Khushi's sobs had reduced to hiccups. "Khushi, do you want to talk about it?"
"It's the same thing Arnie. Will I ever be free of it? I missed you when you weren't there to hold me like this." Her voice became tearful again. Arnav was pained hearing her confession. He vowed to himself never to leave Khushi again.
Arnav continued to hold her and gently rubbed her back, as if to assure he would make everything alright. Khushi absorbed his tender care like a blotting paper. She could never get enough of Arnav ever. Khushi turned her face into his throat. She tugged at his hair and blindly sought his mouth.
"Khushi.." He was reluctant to start something they couldn't finish but her mouth abruptly cut off his words. Khushi was suddenly aggressive. She took the lead and kissed him deep. Khushi pushed him back on the bed with all her strength. She straddled him and came down on him slowly.
Arnav was trying not to lose his head. He was still trying to be the voice of reason. But Khushi seemed to be in no mood to listen to anything. She was seeking comfort from his physical presence. Khushi wanted to hold him and cherish. She was always more clingy after the nightmares but this time she was positively aggressive.
Khushi kissed his forehead, pulling a lock of his hair away from his forehead. She grazed her lips down his cheeks and licked his ear shells. Arnav stiffened and whispered her to stop. It only made her more determined. Khushi sucked his adam's apple and moved down to this throat.
Arnav was almost sweating. He held her waist to get her off him but she chose that moment to rise his t shirt up. He was in his t shirt and tracks as usual. Khushi licked his chest and didn't spare an inch of the broad expanse of muscular form. Arnav's hand tightened in her waist instead of moving her away.
He didn't know if he could hold on much longer. It was the first time Khushi had taken the initiative. She went from a shy virgin to a sexy siren in a split second. Arnav's thoughts were tangling and he didn't know how to put an end to this torture.
Khushi had reached his stomach. He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes when she softly kissed around his navel before slightly swirling her tongue there. His member was more than ready and Arnav desperately wanted to end the torment. Arnav couldn't stand her sweet seduction any longer. He rolled her beneath him and kissed her hard and fast.
She matched his ardor and gave him a kiss for a kiss. His hand moved beneath her night shirt and cupped her. Khushi gasped out loud into his mouth. She arched up to his hand silently urging him to go on. Arnav traced her curves, his hand moving to her waist and her hips. He held her hips and brought her to his hard form.
They both sensed things getting out of hand at that moment. Nearly at the same time they withdrew from each other. Arnav's hard chest was exposed. She didn't know when he had removed it. Khushi stared at him in a sexual daze. Her own shirt had ridden up, exposing bare skin to his desire filled eyes.
Khushi abruptly got up and adjusted her clothes with a trembling hand. She couldn't look at Arnav's eyes. Both of them were still breathing a little hard. Arnav quickly wore his shirt and ran an impatient hand through his messed up hair. He got up followed by Khushi.
"Khushi..I..I won't stay here like every other time after a nightmare. I may not be able to stop if I stay back." Khushi's face reddened even further. She was horrified at her bold actions and didn't know what had got into her.
Arnav caught her hands. "If this was an aftermath of a nightmare I wouldn't mind you having a nightmare every night." Khushi was shocked at his words. She almost choked at her own laughter. He winked at her and went out of the room, softly whistling a tune.
Khushi's eyes were suddenly alight with laughter. Only Arnav could make her feel passion at one instant and laughter at the very next. No wonder I love him she thought. Well, frustrations apart, at least their love making had successfully taken out her mind off the nightmare. With a huge yawn, Khushi went back to bed into a deep sleep.
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