This one is for Zoha (UltimatBarun)! you wanted beyhooda! you got beyhooda! if they close this then: Whatever! I do what I want!!! (Cartman style!)
The bangles he had given her clanked in her hand as she tried to keep a firm hold on her dupatta. He was looking at her in that disconcerting way of his that made butterflies erupt in her stomach and her skin feel tingly. She felt like her insides were on fire and she desperately wanted to run away from it all.
He reeled her in expertly one small pull at a time till she collided with him and became deathly still, anticipating the worst, and her lips trembling in earnest. The wide expanse of her cheek flushed a pretty pink, its delicate cream infused with a heady red. He leaned in and kissed her, just a small peck on the cheek but her eyes flew wide open as if he had pricked her with a needle.
He opened his eyes slowly, an even slower teasing smile gracing his lips as he pulled his head away to look at her. She blinked once and then twice before she slowly turned her head and regarded him with doe eyes caught in head lights.
"I told you, you can't do everything that I can" he smirked. He saw her blink up at him again before her eyes narrowed and she gave him an incredulous smile. "You call that a kiss? Are you kidding me Mr. Raizada?"
Arnav was taken aback by her words. He looked on mesmerized as she took ahold of his tie, very much like he had done to her dupatta a few minutes ago and pulled him forward inch by torturous inch, her eyes gleaming with mischief and her hands tantalizing him by stroking the fabric of the tie with each pull, before she gave a mighty pull in the end and pressed her lips against his.
Arnavs eyes flew open as his entire system was jolted by a 2000 watt electric current. Khushi rubbed her hands up and down his chest sensually, her fingers finding their way under his waist coat, brushing up against his taut nipples. Her mouth wreaked havoc on him as after the gentle smacker she planted her hands firmly in his hair and bunched his hair up in her fingers before pulling him closer, harder, biting his bottom lip, one of her hands caressing his jaw, coaxing him to open before she plunged her pleasure seeking tongue roving in to his mouth.
Arnavs knees felt like jelly, while other parts went as rigid as stone. He couldn't wrap his head around what was happening to him and before he could it was over. She pulled back and pulled her dupatta out of his limp fingers. "Now that is how it's done Mr. Raizada. I dare you to try and do better" she teased before she turned around and left a flabbergasted Arnav by the pools side.
*
The havan was over and Arnav's frown was following Khushi everywhere. She smiled and laughed and virtually ignored him as if nothing as passionate as a kiss had transpired between them a while ago. And he wanted to pretend the same but, damn it, certain parts of him weren't willing to forget.
He saw her take up the empty thhal of sweets and head to the kitchen to refill it. He pushed himself off the pillar he was leaning on and followed her coming up to a stop behind her at the counter she was working on. he placed his hands firmly on both sides of her hips and squeezed gently once before he pulled her back as he thrust himself in. Khushis hands stilled as she felt something hard and unyielding dig in to her soft behind.
Her mind whirled. She knew this was coming; she had invited this on herself when she had set out to challenge the big bad rakshas and now she was in a fix, cornered with no idea what to do. Play it cool, she coached herself mentally.
"I'd rather our first time not be back to front Mr. Raizada" she said coolly resuming her work. Arnav hands loosened in shock for a nano second before he tightened his grip further boring himself in. "I'd rather our first time not be in the kitchen love, but then you like to challenge me and run so I will just have to take the opportunities handed to me."
He nuzzled her neck while planting soft kisses on her shoulders his hands travelling from her around her hips to caress her slim waist and then cup her full breasts. He squeezed and rubbed the hard buds peeping through her fabric while his tongue darted out and caressed the sensitive skin behind her ear. Khushi moaned as her sticky hand left the sweets she was sorting through and cupped his face while the other went down and behind her to caress his arousal that was bulging through his pants. "O" she moaned "You're smaller than I thought you would be" she purred rocking her hips back and forth.
Arnav stilled as if he had been doused by cold water. He pulled back as he saw her shoulders shaking, her face scrunched up as she tried to control her laughter. "O" she moaned again, showing just how good an actor she was "did you come already? Is premature ejaculation another thing I'm going to have to come to terms with in our bed?" and then she couldn't control it anymore as she burst out laughing in his face.
Arnav saw red and grabbed her by the wrists before he slammed her against the wall. That did the trick as she stopped laughing abruptly but the smile and annoying tinkle in her eyes was still there. Enough games, he decided and pushed his hands up her dress as he squeezed her breasts painfully, his hard hands mercilessly kneading her soft warm flesh. He pushed her shalwar down with one hand and undid his pants and quickly thrust himself inside her. She muffled her cry by biting on his shoulder; she brought her legs up so he would have deeper access to her, wrapping her arms around his neck as she enjoyed the ride.
Arnav thrust in deeper and deeper watching the color flush her face, and her eyes close in ecstasy as she threw her head back and bit her lip, trying to keep a hold on her moans. He thrust harder and faster till both were on the brink of release and then pleasure broke upon them in waves and they stood their shaking from the tremors, then suddenly standing still.
"Happy?" he asked exhausted.
"Now that the pesky virginity is out of the way, yes. Very happy!" she smiled back.
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