Arshi SS: The Tinder Affair | (Part 31 up) | (Blog Link Up!) - Page 57

Tell me what you're gonna do when you get here, he read her message.

Arnav swallowed thickly.

As I enter the room, I'm gonna stop in the middle of the doorway and admire your naked body stretched out over my table.

Then?

Then I'm going to walk toward you slowly and press my palm right where I know you want me the most.

*moans*

I'm going to quickly retrieve my hand, though. So I can lean down and blow softly in your ear. Then I'll bite you. Right in the folds.

Of my ear?

Yes.

*groans loudly* You haven't forgotten the ear fetish.

Wouldn't forget in a million years, baby. I'll turn my head next so you can bite my ear. And lick it. To your heart's content.

Arnav?

Yeah?

I'm wet.

Arnav squirmed in his car seat. The signal had just turned yellow. He had only a few more seconds left to dirty talk his Lola before it turned green.

Good. I need you ready for me when I get home.

Hurry up, Doctor.

Patience, Miss Lola.

f**k patience. I want you. In me. RIGHT NOW.

Arnav cursed as the light turned green. He pressed his foot on the accelerator, hard. If he was ever gonna get a speeding ticket, today was definitely gonna be that day.

Eyes shut right and imagining Arnav in the room with her, Khushi was getting more turned on by the second.

Every image he'd conjured up in her head through his messages was maddening. Because she couldn't wait for them to come true.

What was taking him so long?!

Khushi had just positioned her hand over her impatient hoohah, deciding to give herself a quick release before Arnav arrived, when she heard the front door.

She'd left it open for him.

And it was going to take him only a few seconds now to be up here with her.

Khushi's heart skipped a beat as she removed her hand from her special place'.

Finally!

The shuffling footsteps on the ground floor, however, did not move towards the staircase leading to the study. Wasn't he gonna come upstairs to join her?

She frowned.

"Khushi-ji?" The voice floated up from the living room.

Khushi jolted upright on the table and looked around frantically. She was very, very naked. And the person downstairs was not her husband.