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"Later" in a husky tone, clearing his throat he added in a more controlled voice " right now you have to walk and see how you like the feel of the boots." He caught her arms and pulled her to a standing position. He held on to her so that she could orient herself. She blushed furiously embarrassed that she had all but begged him to take her. but the heat in her belly was like a burning flame that craved only Arnav. Pulling her robe together and retying the belt. She stomped of to the side table for a glass of water. She stopped suddenly looking at her feet.
"waw... oh my god!" She exclaimed. Walking in circles her eyes wide with delight. She looked at him smiling very pleased with himself, she just kept walking around making little sounds of pleasure with every step.
Her pleasure and delight warmed him to the core, he never felt so much happiness at giving anyone a gift before even his own sister who he adored. But with khushi his happiness seemed to triple over. He just loved watching her delight in the gift, making low morning sounds of pleasure that did unmentionable things to his body and soul. He wanted to delight her and give her such happiness for the rest of his life.
"where did you get these? I have never worn shoes like these ever, are they made by angles? It's like walking on clouds, are they for me?
He chuckled "would it make any difference to you where I bought them from, or who made the."
She scrunched up her face with a cute smile "no" she felt like Arush when he got his first red fire engine.
"But yes they are for you."
"Really" she exclaimed and unable to help herself she threw the arms around his neck and kissed him soundly on the cheek.
He blinked taken aback "if you react like this every time I give you a present, I should give you gifts more frequently." He smiled with delight at her his eyes warming with more the happiness.
Embarrassed she pulled back "I.. ha..thank you, these" she indicated the shoes and the clothes on the bed. With a questioning look
"Wear these tomorrow morning. You can't ride a horse in salvar or saree."
As she opened her mouth to protest. He placed his finger on her lips relishing the texture and warmth thinking he should have done this with his lips. "I won't let you fall of Khushi, promise" he said. Then bidding her a good night he left closing the door behind him.
Arnav lay in bed thinking of her, of the way she looked and the way she responded to him. It took enormous restrain on his part to walk away from her. He looked at his hand in the moonlight the same hand that caressed her cheek, neck and shoulders her soft silky skin. He smiled remembering her response to him. Closing his eyes to sweet dreams.
Khushi tossed and turned in bed her skin on fire. This was all his doing he had ignited the fire in her and left her unsatisfied she moaned thinking of the feel of his hands on her skin she pressed her legs together as she felt the trail of his hands on her skin. This was not fare she thought how could he do this to her then just leave her like this. She smiled warmly as she remembered the way his eyes had darkened and his hand had trembled when he had touched her. She knew she had affected him too, just as strongly as he had affected her. Thinking of his warm eyes she drifted off to sleep.
Khushi walked into the dining room of the Patel homestead to see everyone present dressed for riding in jeans and sweaters and jackets. There was no sign of Arnav and a few other men. On inquiry she was told that they were out at the stables preparing for the horses. The women admired her out fit and inquired after them, Khushi blushed and informed them that she didn't know from where the outfit purchased but that Arnav had gifted them to her. Hetal asked if her boots were Jimmi choo, and when Khushi didn't know who that was. They went on to explain the facts to her. Khushi wondered if the shoes were really so expensive and decided to speak to Arnav about this, thinking it would be very stupid to own such an expensive pair of shoes that she could never ware anywhere else.
When she went with the others to the stables she saw Arnav besides a big black horse. He looked very handsome dressed in formal riding attire, the beige jodpuri and dark riding jacket looked extremely elegant on him. He smiled when he saw her his eyes running over her making her blush. She walked up to him and greeted him.
"Good morning to you too, you like very nice" he smiled in appreciation at her figure.
"Are you sure this is a good idea, I have never sat on a horse before"
"There is always the first time." He put his hands on her waist and lifted her as if she was a child. The next thing she knew she was astride the horse.
"Arnav!!" she cried in alarm as she held on for dear life to the saddle horn, sure that she was going to fall off. Then she found herself braced securely to a warm body behind her. Arnav had himself on the horse behind her. She gasped at the full contact of his body to hers. Her body fit perfectly into his, he put his hand around her waist and pulled her closer to mould her to his body. Running his hands over her waist, her hips and thighs.
"Arnav!!" she gasped his name looking around in alarm if anybody was watching them. "What are you doing? People are watching." but nobody was about.
"Stop wriggling Khushi. You're not doing anything to help, just hold steady or will both end up on the ground and not very nicely." He growled in her ear, taking the reins of the horse in his hands, he nudged it forward. Khushi gasped at the movement as the horse trotted slowly.
"See your riding a horse." He whispered in her ear, tightening his arms around her. She smelled wonderful. Her fragrance and the heat from her body making him ache for her. She relaxed against him her head resting on his shoulder as she smiled in delight. The brisk cold wind blew across her face making her cheeks turn red. She turned her face slightly to rub her cheek to his jacket for warmth as she rubbed her hands together. She lifted her face to smile at him, and her smile did warm things to his body his gut clenching with need.
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