Arshi SS: The Tinder Affair | (Part 31 up) | (Blog Link Up!) - Page 54

Khushi's hoohah was mind blown. She'd never been happier or more content in her life. Arnav's wet, inquisitive tongue between her folds had just become her favourite thing ever. And she wanted to dance with joy as she drowned in pleasure. Or maybe scream her passion.

Since her hoohah could not perform such a complex and uncharacteristic function of screaming, Khushi had to voice her feelings. By crying out Arnav's name loud enough for the entire world to hear. Over and over again. Begging him to keep licking her. Screaming at him to never stop.

As Khushi fell over the edge, crying and gasping, Arnav looked up at her face from where he was bent over her torso. Even though the act of looking up was extremely difficult to accomplish - considering his hands were tied behind his back with his own blue tie - he wouldn't miss Khushi's expression in that moment for anything in the world. Hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, eyes clenched tight in pleasure and her lips chanting his name repeatedly, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Little Arnav soared with joy and pride. For this amazing creature was his. And because he was the most experienced little shit ever to give his woman the best freaking orgasm she'd EVER had. And hadn't even taken a trip INSIDE her yet to have done it.

Hands still tied back, Arnav crawled up over Khushi with a little difficulty and a whole lot of wriggling. As his hard planes brushed against her soft ones, they both squirmed. Covering her with his full length, Arnav pressed a rough kiss to her mouth, eliciting a low moan from her throat.

For Khushi, the kiss got over way too soon when Arnav broke away from her without warning. She groaned in protest, trying to pull him back to her but he resisted. When she opened her eyes to give him an incredulous look, his hesitant expression stopped her midway.

In his deep brown eyes, she saw brimming the ghost of The Memory. He was just as terrified of the minefield explosion as she had been a few weeks ago.

Khushi's lips quirked up to smile at him. Her Kinky was anxious. And that wouldn't do at all.

Her fingers trailed up his arms to his shoulders and then back down until they reached his wrists. Slowly undoing the knot that held his hands together, Khushi kissed Arnav's lips softly.

"It'll be all right," she whispered into his mouth. She emphasised her point with another reassuring kiss. "You want those doggy treats, don't you? Come get 'em!"

As Arnav groaned at her words and buried his face in her neck, the bulge pressing into her thigh seemed to become more apparent.

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