Chapter 20
Khushi woke up with a smile as the rays of sunshine played over her face. Opening her eyes, she was first startled to find herself in the unfamiliar surroundings; then she remembered where she was. Her smile broadened. She was wrong. She slept quite peacefully last night. Nothing could come even close to the peace she found in the embrace of those two arms.
It was 15 past 10 in the clock. Arnav was nowhere to be seen. The bed was empty. The bathroom too seemed unoccupied. Khushi stretched her limbs before she stepped on the floor. She noticed a pair of white homey slippers waiting for her on the bedside rug. Her eyes fell on her creamy legs – bare from a little above her knees as she got into the cozy slippers. She smiled shyly and lifted up the red petticoat lying on the floor lazily at the end of the bed.
A fresh toothbrush & towel were already there in the bathroom. Also there was a wooden tray containing female toiletries in luxury brands. Khushi could not but pamper herself with a warm bath. She did not take long and was out of the bathroom in a white robe that was also waiting for her on a towel hook. This man was impeccable.
Opening the room door slightly, Khushi peeped out. Smell of omelet & toast tickled her taste buds immediately though Arnav was yet nowhere in sight. Khushi smelled in and heard her stomach groan. She was indeed hungry!
"Arnaaav," she shouted.
"Arrnaaav," she raised her voice as no reply came.
"Yes??" his voice came from the direction of the kitchen.
"Are we alone?"
"Sorry?"
"Is there anyone else here? Except you and me?"
"No," Khushi could sense the trace of smile in his voice, "I am in the kitchen. Come over."
Khushi was relieved and walked out of the room in the robe comfortably.
The kitchen was adjacent to the lavish dining room and had a small wooden bar setup with stools. Arnav was standing in front of the stove, still in his white t-shirt and black shorts, hair ruffled, probably cooking the eggs.
Arnav turned his head as he sensed her presence and smiled, "Morning."
"Morning," Khushi smiled back and walked towards the kitchen bar lazily, "What are you doing?"
"Oh , I was just hungry," Arnav replied in the process of savoring the morning beauty, "And I can't make anything else than omelets. So .. was just trying to prepare some. You okay with toast & omelet?"
"Yesss," Khushi climbed up a stool and sat with her elbows rested on the bar top, "I am really, really hungry. I can have anything you serve. You want any help?"
"No," Arnav pressed his lips and focused on the frying pan, "Would you like some cheese with your omelet?"
"Anything will do," Khushi replied swiveling right & left and watched Arnav work. He finished the omelets. Removed a batch of toasts and prepared another batch. Poured coffee into two mugs. He kept glancing at her now & then and a fidgety smile never left his pressed lips. Khushi thoroughly enjoyed as she could read the faint proof of uneasiness in Arnav's demeanor. This was not the Arnav Singh Raizada the world dreaded!
"There you go," Arnav served two toasts and a double omelet to Khushi admiring her pouty face. He was at the point of being annoyed with himself as he carried on with his attempt to hide his nervousness. He never was unconfident with his limited culinary expertise because he liked whatever basic meals he could prepare when needeed. It was not even like the first time he was doing this for someone else. He had often made Akash breakfast when the two had spent the night here working on some deadline. But making Khushi a proper breakfast posed as something completely different than it had seemed when he had first thought of it walking into the kitchen this morning. He was quite skeptic now if he really could produce something edible, let alone delicious.
Khushi was not helping him at all too. She was as distracting as ever in the clumsy white robe with her wet hair resting messily over her left shoulder. The right side of her neck was open for him to feast on and little water droplets running down her neck were making things worse. He was tempted to pull up the collar of the robe to cover her bare neck. He really needed to save himself from the distraction. He mentally scolded himself for delaying the much needed cold shower in the morning. Then again, even if he had, he probably again had to take another one.
Khushi scrutinized the meal on the plate while holding her face between her palms with her elbows still rested on the bar top. She looked up and met his eyes with a serious look on her face.
"Hmmm. These looks good. But looks can be deceiving, right?"
Arnav watched her, gulping down his nervousness, as she took some time to choose and then took out a fork from the holder. She put a piece of the omelet into her mouth and started munching it slowly as if trying to figure out the taste of it. Arnav did not understand at all as he waited with anticipation that she was thoroughly enjoying pulling his legs. Not every day someone gets to face & play with a nervous Arnav Singh Raizada.
"Mmm," Khushi looked at Arnav with confusion in her eyes, "Did you add salt, Arnav?"
"Yess," Arnav replied instantly, "Why?"
"Mmm," Khushi kept munching, "I am not sure. Did you add cream? Did you use a manual beater? Or an electric one?"
Arnav had no idea how did those matter at all to the taste of an omelet and he no longer could hide his flustered state, "I just used a fork to beat it. Is it .. is it that bad?"
Arnav watched in confusion as Khushi suddenly broke into laughter. It still took him a few seconds to realize Khushi was just pulling his legs all the while.
"Come on, Arnav," Khushi tried controlling the spasm of laughter, "This is absolutely fine. This is just an omelet! How bad can it be? Oh God …"
Even before she could finish, Arnav was already holding her by the back of her head, from the other end of the table. He leaned more towards her over the bar top and stared into her wide eyes. He took in her smell that was mixed with an unfamiliar floral smell – perhaps the body shower he had left for her.
"You are such a tease, Khushi ….," his confidence level was back and he watched her shiver slightly in his hold, "You know, that?"
Khushi visibly gulped. The table had turned.
"Tease me more ..," he continued leisurely enjoying every bit of her nervousness, "And I will be so tempted to finish where we left it last night …"
The lingering smile on his face made Khushi shiver. She could not resist recollecting visions from last night.
A lone finger circling on her tummy .. Tantalizing caresses on the vast expanse of her thigh ..
"N-n-no, no," Khushi mumbled trying not to let him affect her again – trying not to remember where they really left it at last night.
Arnav smirked. He released her and handed her the mug of coffee, "May be the coffee isn't that bad!"
Khushi's mouth rounded in Arnav's favorite "O" and she quickly got back to her plate as she watched him wink. Arnav Singh Raizada winked! No wonder there was more to this man to know than she really thought she had known till last night.
"Soo," Khushi tried to strike up a conversation, "You always make yourself food when you are here?"
"Not really. We have a cook who is on call 24/7. I did not want her to be here today. I thought you might not feel comfortable."
Khushi felt rather grateful at his thoughtfulness and smiled, "Well, I need to go back to hotel. My booking was till last night and so I need to check out. I would also have to see if they can extend it for another night."
"Extend?"
"Yeah! I changed my flight, remember?"
"Correction. I changed your flight. I meant .. why do you need to stay in the hotel? Was it that bad last night .. I mean .. here. Don't you like it here?"
Khushi remained silent for some time before she answered, "Look, Arnav. I will be honest. I would prefer this place over any damn hotel any day. But you know .. I mean .. it will be wise if I stay the night somewhere else."
Arnav knew what she meant. Hell, he knew!
No matter how much they resolved and how much they tried, it was not easy for them to stay away from each other. Arnav still could have taken a chance at his self-restraint but when she could not stay away herself it was difficult for him to not reciprocate.
After so much of resolution, could he really keep his hands off her even last night?
Arnav thought they would fall asleep as he kissed her one last time on her nape. He could not but nuzzle slightly before he thought he would give them both some rest. But her smell numbed his senses. There was a faint smell of her perfume – he did not know what it was. But the rest was all her – it was only her he smelled for the first time. And it was far more enchanting than any other expensive perfumes he had ever come across.
Unknowingly, he pulled her closer. His fingers started to play with the buttons of her shirt as he kept smelling her with his eyes closed. He opened the last two buttons of her shirt and touched her bare tummy with his left palm. He could feel her jerk as his cold fingers touched her warm skin underneath the white cotton shirt. That was when he got back his senses. He was so not going to lose control tonight.
Arnav quickly tried to remove his hands from her tummy but only to be stopped. He felt Khushi held his hand and guided them back inside her shirt. She pressed his palm over her tummy and he could feel her breathing getting heavier.
"Khushi .." was all Arnav managed to mumble. He could not finish. He was losing control. He would not be able to stop if it went any forward.
"I know .." Khushi assured him in soft murmurs not willing to help his self-restraint in anyway. She released his hand and eased her body signaling Arnav to carry on wrecking havoc to her senses. That was what she wanted. That was what he wanted.
Arnav started caressing her tummy with soft touches. He drew circles and ovals in all sizes and shapes with his finger across her tummy and as he started every new figure, Khushi twitched in pleasure, inspiring him to intensify the ministration. Arnav started creating circles around her naval. The circles grew smaller with every passing second and it finished, as his finger settled on the centre – teasing the inside of her naval slowly & steadily.
This was the first time Arnav was touching her so vividly. Also, this was the first time Khushi was feeling his touches on her so consciously. They have gone all the way twice but it was never this conscious and such discovering. Both the times all they craved was to reach the pinnacle of the passion but this time they wanted to linger the subtle pleasures.
Arnav slowly started tracing her exposed skin below her naval after one final dip into the conical cave. His hand found the knot of her petticoat and he took all the time in the world to untie it while he kept breathing on her neck. He could see her perfect bosoms heaving dangerously - the valley in between peeping through the front placket. As the petticoat got loosened around her waist, Arnav ventured more downward. His thumb traced along the border of the black laces and the remaining fingers caressed further downward still over the laces. He could feel the increasing intensity of the frequent quivers Khushi's body gave in to. An almost inaudible moan escaped her mouth making him scratch her lower abdomen in response.
"Ahh," Khushi broke the torturing silence only to be bitten in her neck. She was already in seventh heaven and she had no idea where else Arnav was going to take her with his touches only. They were both fully dressed, there was hardly any skin contact – but they were both on fire.
Arnav continued discovering Khushi bit by bit as they both still lied on their side – with her back pressed against his front. His left hand moved to her thigh as his right hand kept shifting between her hair & ear. He caressed her thigh a bit over the fine satin .. and then slowly started to pull up the petticoat. Khushi felt the soft satin going up her legs slowly caressing every inch of her skin. She shivered slightly as the air touched her in places it hardly got access to otherwise. The satin went above her knees and then even more. Her creamy thigh was not the first time Arnav was seeing .. but it was the first time he was really taking time to relish it with his eyes only. Flawless.
Tentatively, Arnav touched her thigh with the tip of his index finger. He felt her shudder slightly within his hold. He started drawing vertical lines up & down the expanse of her thigh making her breathing hitched in the process. When he was satisfied with this exploration, he forced his palm inside the pressed thighs touching the inner part of her thighs inches above her knees.
"Ahh" Khushi moaned again loudly folding her legs and pressing her thighs even tighter against each other. Arnav started moving his palm slowly between her thighs up and down. The more he wanted to go upward, the more the satin was bothering him. He finally proceeded to do what he had been longing to do for so long. He lifted her up only enough to free the petticoat off her waist and started pulling it down. He was in no hurry tonight. He took all his sweet time to get her out the petticoat tantalizing her exposed skin in the process. As the garment went down her knees, he used his legs to free her totally of it. His heart was beating faster than ever now as his eyes feasted on the woman within his hold lying most temptingly only in a randomly buttoned white shirt and black laces only.
Arnav could not control himself and bit her in the neck roughly making her moan in a mix of pain & pleasure. But it only instigated her to take her revenge on him. Before he could understand & do something, Khushi freed herself from his hold and in a flash, she was sitting over him with her bare thighs on his sides making him lie on his back. The look on her face made Arnav gave her his most tempting half-smile inviting her only to bring it on.
Khushi pulled his t-shirt up and exposed his chiseled chest to her eyes. Following Arnav, she too started drawing circles all over his chest & tummy. She dug her nails here & there leaving visible marks on him. She enjoyed creating the circles around his buds and she could see the anticipation rising in his face. She smirked. She kept teasing the skin around the buds but never touching those once. Suddenly she lowered her mouth and licked one of the buds and the first moan came out of Aranv's mouth. There is a point of restraint for every man.
Arnav closed his eyes as Khushi kept playing with his senses. She was his match. In all possible ways. An unfamiliar feeling of satisfaction filled up his heart intensifying the unbearable pleasure even more. He felt her teeth on the side of his abdomen and he shuddered. He felt like a novice being explored and savored like that. Her teeth & fingers kept making him crazier across the vast expanse of his chest and abdomen .. every time finishing on the border of his shorts that were already pulled down to a dangerous point. Arnav did not even realize when his hands went to hold his pillow in an attempt to gain more strength to deal with the ecstasy that was going beyond all limits. He dug his head further inside the pillow and her sweet torture only intensified at his vivid reciprocation.
Arnav's whole body stiffened as he felt Khushi settling over his groin. His eyes shot open wide. Khushi was slowly brushing herself against him still sitting on him. He stared enchanted at her – in a white half unbuttoned white shirt, her messy hair swaying as she moved .. her smeared kajol .. taintless face .. sweat of passion running down her neck towards her half-hidden valley even in the controlled temperature .. her bare thighs on his sides .. and the black laces playing hide & seek with her every move .. there was no way he could resist her .. no matter how much he wanted to prove her .. this was not all.
Arnav suddenly pulled her towards her making her lying atop him .. with her face almost touching his. They both breathed heavily staring into each others' eyes .. the desire in those was naked and engrossing. Arnav closed his eyes. He was not weak.
"Khushi ..," he murmured with desire & affection, "We can .. just keep it at this tonight .. .."
His voice trailed. He wanted and also wanted not to continue … He could see strange emotions peeping through her darkened eyes- the same dilemma being fought there. Finally, her eyes smiled.
"Yes, Arnav," she murmured too .. with desire & affection.
Arnav turned and placed her on her side to his right. They smiled at each other followed by Good Night whispers and closed their eyes together .. still in each others' arms .. still with their body on fire .. still feeling satiated ..
Arnav looked into Khushi's eyes and could see the reflection of the same moments of passion there. Sitting feet apart from each other with a wooden barrier in between, they could still feel the heat emanating from the other. They knew they could not resist it for long. They could stop last night only because their resolution won over their raw desires .. their resolution to prove that this meant more beyond the touches. But for how long..?
"Fine," Arnav broke the silence, "You check out from the hotel and we will decide where you would stay the night later. I can get you a room anywhere. You do know that, right?"
Of course, Khushi knew. Arnav Singh Raizada can get him anything she would need or want. She decided not to drag this conversation further. Arnav was right. They still had the full day in hand and they could decide as the day went. She was more than willing to finish the unfinished if circumstances were right .. to spend as much time with him as possible before she had to leave. Whom was she trying to fool?
Khushi nodded her head in approval and sipped the coffee. He definitely made the coffee better than the omelet.
"Great," Arnav sipped his coffee while his brain worked fast setting aside the desirous needs & wants, "We will then start for your hotel in 15 minutes. You check out and get your luggage."
He sipped his coffee again and thought for the last time before declaring their next destination.
"Then we are going home."
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