#6 Arhi FF: Making You Mine Ch 23-27, #7 link pg 1[COMPLETED] - Page 21

Originally posted by: canapoem

Exactly Shruti, I swear if Aman or anyone disturbs Arnav before completing the kiss, then I will not only kick them out but will also get angry at rotten.

Jo aagya deviyo☺️
By the way, am writing this kissing sequence now..umm and its ..terrible..lol

Originally posted by: rotten.tomato

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~Chapter #25~

--The silver Jubilee Update--

Part(a)

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The launch of AR's bridal collection turned out to be an extravagant and lavish affair that got loads of accolades from the fashion experts and media personals who were keeping a close eye on the event and AR's new collection indeed lived far more than the expectations, featuring models showcasing lehengas in hues of maroon, red, burgundy and purple, with motifs, sequins, velvet, zardaari work intricately done on these ensembles. But the thing that actually grabbed interests and eye balls, as expected, was the showstopper herself. A Certain female Raizada in this case.

Khushi kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, featured in a classy and elegant lehnega in combination of golden and bottle green colour. The whole ensemble was heavily designed with same shade green and gold embroidered patches and sequins butte work, paired with a short sleeveless and backless blouse with sequins and patchwork. She paired her look with matching elegant kundan jewellery and left her otherwise straight hairs into thick loose curls.

To say that she was indeed the showstopper, not only of the event, but of the entire evening probably won't be wrong. The way she carried that elegant ensemble which seems to have been designed solely keeping her in mind and walked the ramp boozing with confidence that comes naturally to her. Pair it with that killer smile of hers and that captured the heart of the audience, completely. But when they realized who exactly this showstopper was, the crowd, especially the media went berserk after her, Yes, they got completely smitten by this new lady who outshone everyone today, arnav realised with a small smile on his face. Yes, it took him some time to wrap his mind around the fact that it was Khushi, that lavanya informed him will be their showstopper for the event. He, obviously, never saw that coming. So indeed it came as a shock to him. The shock quotient doubled when lavanya informed that it was what Khushi has already agreed to. He was still doubtful of the fact whether Khushi has agreed wilfully or it was a result of lavanya's endless pestering, as he knew her very well. Nonetheless, it turned out to be a very excellent decision, to say the least.

Yes, excellent decision, it was but not for everyone. He released a slow frustrated breath for the millionth time today as he waited desperately for this party to get over with. Yes, he should have been happy with the embarking success of his event but here he was dealing with a case of permanent hard on with no relief in nearby future too. How ironic!

Damn!

It all started when he spotted lavanya running like crazy in the backstage, checking on the models, their attires, makeup and every minute details.Just An hour before the event was scheduled to start. Ofcourse last minute pressures and being a brand like AR, the expectations were automatically sky high. So, when she saw him, lavanya pushed a heavy embroidered dupatta in his hands mumbling something about passing it to Khushi who was waiting in the green room before she fled away to another model waiting for her. Shaking his head, he located the green room at the far corner and knocked it twice. Someone did opened the door after few seconds and taking his cue, he went inside.

Needless to say, that was the exact moment when he should have walked back without the backward glance after giving her the dupatta. But then, fate seemed to be on other side when he came across this view that took his breath away and mind that, there were only a handful times like that in his past that Raizada was short of breaths. Khushi, facing the mirror and quite oblivious of his presence was mumbling something about how late she's been running and how nervous she's feeling at that moment, while putting earrings and the matching set, with her back facing him. He glanced her and the attire from head to toe and by the time he reached toe, Raizada had officially lost the power of speech and response. To say he was awestruck couldn't possibly begin to cover what he felt at that moment, but he indeed felt his till then calm libido stirring violently to life.

Is this the same woman i have been sleeping with past these months?..err,okay, not exactly sleeping.. sharing a bed with?

He asked himself mentally feeling a surge of adrenaline rushing through his entire veins and he realised his blood was now flowing with a greater speed, to south, to be more specific. An unfamiliar sensation engulfed him, wrapping his mind in its embrace as he saw how her attire was wrapped around her like a second skin, highlighting all her beautiful curves. Curves any man crave and lust after and Arnav Raizada definitely was definitely one primal male.

Still clutching the dupatta in his hands he came out of his reverie and realised she was still mumbling something, obviously mistaking him for lavanya while trying hard to reach behind her back to tie those two strings of her blouse. Her words caught his attention when she whined about how short the choli was and it was then he noticed there indeed were only two strings in the name of a back.

HOLY SHIT!!

His legs slowly moved towards her on their own accord, lifting his fingers, he took the strings in his hands, his fingers lightly brushing her skin. The first touch. Small, simple, minimal yet powerful enough to send a jolt of electric current running through her entire form and he felt a gasp escaping her mouth. He saw her eyes widening as their gazes connected through the mirror and her mouth widened in shock. no words came out as he saw her pink bow shaped lips trembling ever so slightly. So, it wasn't him only that was affected. The revelation send a surge of male satisfaction that coursed through him. He chose to ignore her panicked reaction and shifted his attention to her pale, milky skin beneath his fingers instead.

He took his time in tying those simple strings, and then those skilful fingers traversed the entire bare expanse of her soft as a child skin. He could swear he hadn't seen anything so pure and so stainless, so soft, feather like, in his entire life. It had awaken a powerful sexual desire that was lingering in the atmosphere around them. Desire, that was ready to engulfed both of them in its embrace.

He saw her body trembling slightly and how her breathing had increased, almost to the point of panting, the rise and fall of the generous swells of her breasts enclosed in the attire raised a hunger, so primal and raw that it was overwhelming and the intensity of it, left him stumbled. Acting on his instincts, he turned her sideways ever so slowly and a smile escaped his lips when he realised she had closed her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed with a crimson colour and it wasn't the blusher's effect, he knew for sure. She felt the same thing. Damn. And this fact made him painfully hard to say the least.

Arnav was not in a state to think sanefully and so for the first time, he went ahead with his instincts, choosing what his head was saying at that moment. And it certainly wasn't the head we termed as brain. Yes, the other one. Tightening his arms around her tiny waist, he pulled her towards him in one swift motion and her eyes opened on their own, she was still short of her breath., her heart thumping inside her chest as if it would explode any second. The dull throbbing between her slender legs was now converted to a full-fledged one.

She tightly shut her eyes again to supress this ache of longing that was multiplying by each passing second as she fought for all the control, she could barely manage, to maintain her calmness, needless to say she found herself failing miserably in that task. She opened her curled lashes and found his brown eyes staring directly into her with an almost deadly passion floating in them, his orbs turned to shade darker, making him a bit more mystifying to her. His gaze had the power to bare her soul as she felt a tremor inside her body rising upwards with a speed that shook her strength. And then it happened, he, very slowly in a deliberate attempt, kissed her ever so slightly on her forehead.

A teasing kiss, that did nothing to calm her raging desires, instead, it lit a fire inside her that was impossible for her to supress without any help from his side. He descended downwards placing small kisses all over his face. On the bridge of her nose, on her cheeks, her lower jaw, her chin and with each kiss she felt like dying with the amount of happiness that was bubbling inside her and then he aimed for his ultimate destination. Her pouted, bow shaped, rosy and plump lips that were pulling himself with a magnetic force he couldn't fight against and when she licked her lip with the corner of her tongue, in a nervous gesture, Raizada was gone, completely. No way in hell now he could stop himself and she closed her eyes seeing the determination on his face. Reaching out, holding her in place in the tight security of his arms, he leaned towards...when,

"STOPPP..."

They both jumped out of their skin at the sudden voice that had interrupted them and their wonderland, thus crashing them back to the fearsome reality.

"God.. Raizada, dont you dare spoil her lipstick..NOW!.. we hardly have 15 minutes left"

Lavanya yelled, looking pointedly at him, her mouth hung wide when she saw the precious dupatta that she had done intricate embroidery herself, lying on the floor, discarded.

"LEAVE...NOW"

Shaking her head, she shove off her boss with utmost difficulty, who was so adamant and glued to the spot while giving her looks as if she had done some horrendous crime.

God..lovebirds these days..dont know when and where to start.

Lavanya muttered like a mother scolding her teenage daughter, while picking the dupatta and draping it around Khushi, who seemed to be resembling exactly like a murder witness, as if cat really got her tongue, as if she really wanted to get swallowed up by the earth or jumped off a cliff..had it not been the fact that her cheeks were flushed to the maximum, one could have guessed she had lost her senses to react.

Muttering something similar to what the, Raizada left the room, giving a last glance to Khushi, who was still nowhere near to be called as normal. As soon as the door closed behind him, lavanya turned back towards Khushi and magically her expressions took a 360 degree while her lips split into a giggle,

"GOSH..I havnt seen him so frustrated in years mannn.."

Lavanya giggled some more while Khushi passed her an equally frowning look, placing a hand on her heart, controlling her errant breathing, while her mind was busy imagining, what would have happened had lavanyaji interrupted them, 5 minutes later.

The question lingered in air, still unanswered!

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~Part (b)~

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So, here Raizada was, with a drink in his hand, utterly frustrated when he realized it was still time for the party to get over. No doubt the event had been commendably successful, followed by media interactions, where they had released bytes about their designs, range and its availability throughout the stores across India, which was then followed by series of interviews to different media houses.

Standing at a distance, he could see Khushi chatting to a group of reporters, looking exactly like an angel from heaven, talking animatedly to them, showering her gifted smile every now and then. He could bet his money they were all completely smitten by her charm. She certainly was unaware of the innocent sexuality that she possesses. She was busy giving interview like a complete professional, as if she was completely unaffected by their small cosy mishap earlier and here he was, some three hours and 2 drinks later, still moving with a permanent hard on. He could barely manage business talks with the guests here tonight, in the end excusing himself citing some reasons to them.

During the whole time, he couldn't help his eyes from drifting in her direction, with a power of their own. Also, he couldn't quite control the surge of powerful rage that had gripped him as he'd seen her getting familiar with other men. Men who'd wanted her and weren't quite making greater efforts in hiding the fact. Even those who came with a partner, couldn't help checking her out. He marvelled at the powerful jealousy that coursed through his entire being at the scenario he witnessed. Every woman in the room was jealous of her and every man in the room wants to have her. The thought itself infuriated him and he realised he wouldn't mind breaking their jaws there n then. The primal male reared its head inside him and it add angry distress to his already gloomy and edgy mood. The sudden urge to tell the whole world to keep their gazes off something that's solely his, reached its threshold and he could barely supress this caveman-ish trait of his newly discovered self from surfacing to the exterior. But when he saw Khushi now in conversation with one of his business associates who just now hold her hand and kissed her knuckles lightly, he saw green, and red and all possible combination of colours used to define a person's soaring temper.

In few strides, Arnav Raizada was where he should have been since the start. By her side. He thought he should give her the space she must be needing cause of the incident.

NOT ANYMORE!

His hard etched jaw wasn't helping a bit in concealing his inner rage, though him being Raizada, he managed to utter in a perfectly calm manner,

"Sorry to interrupt gentleman, but I need to have my lovely wife back"

Though he wasn't looking sorry a bit, and the hidden message was very well received by other man as bidding his greeting, he slipped away swiftly.

Without waiting for his departure, Raizada enclosed her tiny wrist in his big, rough ones and almost dragged her out of the hall into a secluded corner.

"WE ARE GOING HOME"

He declared in a dangerously calm voice, keeping in mind he was feeling anything but calmness at that particular moment. His sudden declaration about going home, ditching their' own event, did raised her brows in confusion, and then suddenly her confusion changed to nervousness as reality seemed to dawned upon her,

"did I say something wrong in the media..?? oh god..i knew I would mess up..is that why...?..."

She asked leaving her sentence midway, almost afraid to even imagine him nodding in agreement,

"NO, You didn't"

He drawled grimly and she released the breath she was holding from so long, and now that she realised this wasn't the reason, her nervous mood vanished away in thin air instantly,

"but arnavji, abhi kyu jana hai ghar..lavanyaji wants me to meet few of her friends and I promised I would..we cant..."

That was it. Remembering very well what lavanya's ALL MALE' friend circle comprises of as he'd seen her hanging out with them on numerous events. No way in hell he would let his wife near any source of testosterone for the remaining night, ofcourse, excluding him.

With jealousy and anger dancing together to their melodious tune in his head he couldn't think straight,

...And then it happened.

In one swift motion, he pulled her tightly into his embrace. He spared a look at her, his honey brown piercing her black ones, as if sending a secret message, as if not asking but showing his dominance, as if marking his territory right then was of utmost importance to his existence. The thought alone send millions of tingles throughout her body that left her trembling to the very core and before she could respond, which itself was a highly impossible task, given her fragile state, without wasting any more time than he already has, Raizada dive straight to the bull's eye and his mouth descended on her in a swift motion.

Her whole world came to a standstill as time stopped moving for her, as she felt herself spinning off to some other land. His one hand twisted in her hair while the other grasped both her wrists in an almost merciless manner. The message couldn't have been clearer had it been spelled out. It wasn't the lover's kiss. Definitely not a delicate one. It was the punishment wrapped in sugar. His lips were hard, hot and urgent. She felt her sensitive nipples turning to pebbles almost to the point of pain that she was ready to beg him to touch them. The ache that was growing from the pit of her stomach, override any kind of embarrassment she might have felt once upon a time. She writhed like a fish out of water, in his hold, being restrained with the ability to touch him almost felt like misery to her, just like a sullen child who had just been denied of his favourite candy in a candy shop Her body's reaction to his touch shocked herself as she realised that she wanted nothing more than to melt against his touch there n then. He sucked her lower lip with the ferocity of a hungry animal that hadn't had a meal in ages, it instantly had her heart jumped inside her chest multiple times while she thanked him for holding her so tight else she would have been nothing more than a puddle of mass on the floor. Thanks to her wobbly and jellylike legs.

And then as if he could hear her silent plea, he released her wrists from his ironclad hold and she grabbed the opportunity with both hands as she sunk them into his thick, jet black manes. She fisted them in her hold and pulled them tightly in order to suppress the tremor that had her shivering from head to toe. The low animalistic groan that had erupted from the back of his throat was the indication that he indeed liked that. He bite her lip as if punishing her for her dare act and then sucked it the next moment, soothing her with a lick of his tongue. It stole her breath from her lungs and her mouth ran dry as waves after waves of carnal desires drowned her entire self. Desires that were nowhere innocent and decent and then she got what she was dreaming from the moment he touched her. His big, rough hands travelled upwards her body, leaving a burning sensation wherever they touched her bare skin and thanks to her almost bare back, it was quite more than enough. Her heart skipped a beat when one of his hand dominatingly settled on one achingly sensitive breast, palming and weighing its heaviness through the soft silky attire of her blouse and she realised she could happily die n go to heaven now. Her back arched on its own, pushing forward her taut swell of breasts more to him and his skilful fingers. Locking her hands around his neck and raising on her toes she kissed him back with matching passion and breathless fervour. She had no idea how to deal with the fire he had ignited in herself. Pulling him towards her, she continued sucking his tongue with the passion of someone experienced in this game of pleasure, remembering the way he had done minutes earlier. She gasped in pain followed by pleasure when he gave her aching breast a tight squeeze, reminding her who the one dominates here. She pressed her other breast on his rock hard chest that she felt was devoid of his attention and felt him smirking in the kiss. Indeed it helped cause he then shifted his attention to the other one, now caressing and fondling it with the same attention he showered on its twin. As if, he couldn't get enough, his other hand, that was till now ravishing her bare back, slid dangerously lower and settled on her bottom cheeks, caressing, appreciating and checking its roundness. He pulled herself towards him with one swift motion and she gasped, her eyes opening in surprise as she came in contact with him and the rigid heat of his hardness. Her heart did jumped up in her throat cause she was definitely nave in this department while arnavji, given his past must have had enough of experience. There wasn't a question of whether she wants or not. She couldn't in her wildest dream could say no now, she wants this as much as him. Just the thought that she might not live upto his expectations panicked her, while oblivious of her thoughts arnav kept ravishing her mouth, his hands busy in exploring her body, hauling her up to deepen his kiss, that made her squirm violently in an effort to remain quiet.

He suddenly pulled back from the kiss and she moaned in despair and displeasure. Her fingers delved into his hair to pull him back when he smirked seeing her desperate self and hold her at a distance.

"I want you now more than my next breath but if we continued this further I won't be able to stop. We are getting out of here, kay?"

She flushed a shade of crimson, before nodding cause that was the only thing she could managed.

"you okay?.."

He asked with concern and she silently nodded again, this time with a small smile too. Trying hard to catch her breath along with her words.

"You'll say your goodbyes to lavanya and we gonna tell her you not feeling well, fine..?.."

He told her like she was a 5 year old only the thing was she wasn't exactly behaving like a five year old. She nodded her head in agreement more confidently this time else he would think she had gone paralytic in her senses. The smile that he bestowed upon her on that response rocked her world to a 360.

"Good"

He muttered before adjusting himself, hiding his rock hard erection carefully in his trouser. Severe case of blue balls for Raizada, Khushi realised and smiled internally, feeling a bit excited about the fact that it was indeed because of her and not by some glamourous model in skimpy bikini.

He used his hands to brush his wayward hair, the art Khushi created in her first attempt before smoothing out her curls down the length of her shoulders. When all was set as earlier, he pecked her lips briefly once more before asking,

"Ready?.."

She nodded in agreement and he linked her fingers with his own before moving out of their cosy make out corner.

As they were going, somehow Khushi sensed, nothing will ever remain same, after this night!

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so,that was the maha update..hope it wasnt a disappointment. You asked for a kiss,i gave you 1.5😉.
It took me, more than 10 hours,over the course of 4 days to draft this..i write n write n rewrite some again, so insted of leaving silent, it would be fair, if you could take a minute extra n leave a word/sentence about did it meet your expectations? its not much m asking. I have always emphasized about readers feedbacks it really helps a writer in framing next updates.hope m not asking much:)


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Goshhh this update hayyy

awesome update

after reading it a smile automatically crept up on my face.does it help 4 a feedback. Can't wait a week 4 nxt update...

ahhh what was that
haila that was hot and passionate
the missed kiss sure was made up here
boy was that a kiss or what
hmmm show stopper and heart stopper too khushi
no she was that
the way she got him all wild passionate wanting her
feeling rage against other men eying her
wow he doesnt do anything in half measures does he
hell yes this night is gonna change things for arhi
but for better or worse
well only time will tell
there is only so much control can he have right
the kisses from before
and her looking like that sure wasnt helping his control
or his libido
lord that was some kiss
well kisses and make out session
hmmm so going back home for more i see
things have just got hotter now
and before they set us on fire well good you ended where you did
haiyye main toh marr hi gayi
you sure gave us a right attack
so much hotness and gutter to think about
i think they are ready for next stpe
but do they know what it will lead to
ahhh forget it let them deal with it as they go along
jealousy sure works dont it arnav
boy was he going green wasnt he
cant say i blame him