Arshi Love Saga! - Page 20

So romantic!

I loved their staying in their private beach resort. Your depiction was marvelous! I was giggling whole time imagining that.

Khushi looked at herself in the mirror and let out a tired sigh. She moved her fingers upto her blouse and slowly removed her saree, leaving it crumpled on the floor. She put her hand on her blouse and her face twitched with pain, as she massaged her tensed shoulder. Suddenly someone pushed her hand away and she felt strong hands on her shoulders. She closed her eyes as the hands gently massaged her shoulders. She opened her eyes widely when she felt a kiss on the side of her neck. She turned around and moved away, screaming "Arnavji". Her husband looked at her and asked, confused. "What happened, Khushi?" She bent down and picked up the saree and started folding it. "I am not in a mood, Arnavji. It's been a long day. Do you know I haven't had a moment of rest the entire day? I have been running around all day and my whole body hurts." Anjali had just come home from the hospital that day with her newborn son and the family had thrown a surprise party to welcome the mother and child; it had been Khushi's idea. Khushi had seen Anjali's tears after the baby was born; she missed Shyam, even though she knew he never really loved her, but after holding the baby, she longed to share her happiness with someone. Khushi wanted her Di to be happy, she wanted to her to realize that she was not alone. So she had invited all of Anjali's friends and their families and had planned and organized the party on her own, taking very little help from others. Khushi realized that all the trouble had been worth it, when she saw a tear roll down Arnav's cheek, watching his sister's face light up seeing the decorations and all her friends as she stepped into her home with her baby in her arms.

Khushi placed the folded saree in the wardrobe, just as Arnav put his arms around her bare waist and his chin on her shoulder. "I can make your pain go away, Khushi. In fact I can give you so much pleasure that you will forget all your pain. You just have to lie down and enjoy it!" Khushi pushed his hands away and turned around. "Stop it, Arnavji. I just told you I'm not in a mood. Why is it always about physical pleasure for you?" Arnav smiled and moved closer to Khushi and traced his fingers along her collarbone and down the edge of her blouse. "Well, why do you have to look so sexy all the time, Khushi?" Khushi turned around, took her nightclothes from the wardrobe and started to walk away, when Arnav grabbed her wrist. "Khushi, I was just joking! Does your shoulder feel better now?" "Why do you care?" Khushi's eyes filled with tears, as she pushed his hand away and walked to the bathroom.

"Khushi, sweetheart, are you angry at me?" Arnav put his hand on Khushi's shoulder; she was lying on the bed with her back facing him. She had not spoken a word to him since she came out of the bathroom. She shrugged her shoulder, but Arnav kept a firm hold on her shoulder. He moved closer, resting on his elbow and put his hands on both her shoulders and turned her around to face him. She looked away as he bent down to kiss her forehead. "Khushi, tell me, what is wrong? Is it because I flirted with you? I am sorry, sweetheart. You know I would never force you if you weren't in a mood! I was just.." Khushi folded her arms and looked at her husband, her lips trembling as she fought to control her tears. "Arnavji, sometimes I wonder whether you just married me for my body." Arnav could feel his heart breaking as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Khushi", he smiled as he realized she was going through another one of her mood swings. The doctor had warned him that this would happen; it was natural for a pregnant woman to experience concerns about her body. "What will happen once my body changes? Will you leave me?" Tears streamed down her face. "Sweetheart, you know that's not true. I love you, Khushi. I love everything about you.." "But, but.. you always want to just make love.. you never want to just hug me.. and hold me.." "Khushi, that's not true.. "Arnav stopped when he realized that there was only one way to take her mind away from this. He sat up straight and looked at her. "Are you saying you have never wanted me? That you have never looked at me and felt like tearing my clothes off me and making passionate love to me?" Khushi wiped her tears off and sat up. "No, Mr. Raizada, because not everything is about physical pleasure. I am happy just being with you." Arnav pouted his lips and gave a mischievous smirk. "Well, we will have to see about that, Mrs. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. I promise you that I will make you want me, I will make you want me so badly that you won't be able to take your eyes off me and keep your hands off me." Khushi opened her mouth wide and folded her arms. "Well, let's see about that. I challenge you, Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada, you can try whatever you want to, but unlike you, I will be able to control myself around you. Because love is not all about physical pleasure." Arnav stretched his hand out, "I accept the challenge." Khushi shook his hand. A few minutes later, Arnav placed a kiss on Khushi's forehead and caressed her hair, as he watched his beautiful wife sleep, her head on his shoulder, her arm around his waist and her leg between his. He put his arms around her and pressed her body close to his, and closed his eyes, a smile appearing on his face hearing her faint snores.

Part 2

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Sorry I had to stop here guys. This OS turned out to be longer than I thought. So I thought I will split it into two parts. I already have my mind made up about what Arnav's going to do, but I want to hear what you want to see .. 😆 Do leave your comments!! Thanks!