FF:KMH2-Mohabat restart;) TH2 Pt 55 Pg142 (13/04) - Page 92

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Part 56 MATURE CONTENT!!!

"Achha ek kaam karte hain. Tumhe deals karne ka bohat shauk haina? So then, tum abhi party mein wapas chalo, and you will behave yourself. Aur baad mein raat ko mein, room mein ek private performance dungi. What say???"

It had just been a couple of hours back, when Arjun and Arohi were in the cottage lost in each others arms. Just a couple of hours back, when Arjun had touched Arohis silky skin with his fingers, felt her soft lips under his own, drowned in the scent of her sweet breath that had caressed his face. A lot had happened since then and he felt like it had been an eternity since he had made love to his wife. He had waited a lot and the passion was thriving to explode. And his wife was inviting it with a sparkplug up her sleeve.

Arohi and Arjun both though completely different, had one thing in common... their explosive personalities. And such was their passion too... right from the start. Their attraction was mutual, be it the masquerede party on valentines day or their stay in the jungle or the time they were in a hate-marriage. The attraction had been there from the beginning and it had not diminished one bit. To ignite the fire, all it took was willingness from just one of them... and the other had no choice but to follow suit. And they both knew this very well.

Arohi picked up her ipod from the table and switched it on. The soft tunes of a flute filled the room in a low volume... like lotuses bloomed, which spread its mild but distinct smell in the vicinity. Arohis seductive walk towards Arjun to the tune of the flute, made the remainder of his senses vanish...

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pGdGq7KlqaA[/YOUTUBE]

Zara zara... behekta ha... mehekta hai...

Aaj toh mera... tan badan... mein pyaasi hoon... mujhe bharle apni baahon mein...

Arohi walked towards Arjun, swaying her hips seductively, her eyes trapping his gaze completely. She stopped a feet in front of him and hugged herself, depicting the way she wanted Arjun to hold her. Her body continued to sway to the music.

Zara zara... behekta ha... mehekta hai...

Aaj toh mera... tan badan... mein pyaasi hoon... mujhe bharle apni baahon mein...

Arohis seductive moves raised Arjuns heart beats and his chest felt constricted at all the pent up emotions that had been waiting to burst out since long.

Hain... meri kasam... tujhko sanam... durr kahi... naaa jaa...

Ye duri... kehti hai... paas mere... aaja re...

Arohi stepped ahead slowly and held Arjuns shoulders in both her hands. Turning him around with her, she could make out his steely resolve melt away in the heat of the moment. She grabbed Arjuns jacket collar, pushed it off his shoulders and threw the jacket away. Arjun tried to side step her and moved towards the balcony doors, but Arohi ran in front of him and stretched her arms out to stop him, her back against his front... her hips torturously swaying!

Yunhi baras baras kaali ghata barse... hum yaar bheeg jaaye...

Iss chaahat ki... baarish meinnn...

Arohi reached out to the table next to her, opened up the water bottle and poured some water below her neck... right through her cleavage!

Meri khuli khuli laton ko suljhaaye... tu apni ungliyon se...

Mein toh hoon issi khwahish mein...

Turning around sharply, she twisted her head, brushing Arjuns face with her long soft curls. Arjun drew a sharp breath at the sudden contact and a view of her half wet top. Arohi hugged him and dug her hands inside his t-shirt from the back to touch the strong muscles of his back, slowly bringing them upwards.

Sardi ki... raaton mein... hum soye rahe ek chaadar mein...

Hum dono... tanha ho... naa koi bhi rahe iss ghar mein...

Zara zara...

Arjuns hands closed tightly in fists at his sides, struggling to stop himself from grabbing Arohi roughly and kissing her till she begs for mercy. Her hot breath on his chest, penetrated through his clothes and warmed up his heart... more like burning it!

Suddenly, he just took hold of her shoulders and and pushed her away from him. Turning his back to her, he shoved a hand through his hair, struggling to get his breathing under control. Determined to put a stop to this seduction, Arjun turned around but was taken aback when he did not find Arohi behind him. Sudden panic crippled his senses and he looked around desperately, trying to locate her in the darkness.

Aaja re... aa re...

The soft light on the dressing table next to the door, came to life and Arjun turned around. Arohi stood near the table with a lipstick in her hand, staring at his reflection through the mirror. His gaze was completely locked on to hers, unable to move away or even acknowledge anything worth seeing at that moment. The longing in her eyes, the desperation on her face and her lips... apologising , pleading, begging him to love her... completely mesmerised Arjun.

Tadpaaye mujhe teri sabhi baatein... ik baar aye deewane...

Jhootha hi sahi, pyaar to karr...

Arohi was too far beyond now to try and act out this seduction. Her lips did not move to mouth the lyrics but her eyes screamed the state of her heart, loud and clear. She steadily wrote Arjuns name all over the mirror with the lipstick, her eyes still on him... transporting both of them back to the memory of the time they had spent, in this very room, after they had been forcefully separated by their families.

Mein bhooli nahi haseen mulaaqatein... bechain karke mujhko...

Mujhse yoon na ferrr nazar...

Arohi dropped the lipstick and turned around. Her hands stretched out towards Arjun, her entire being calling out to her love... her husband... to hold her... and love her... and to never let go! Ditching all his plans and his anger, Arjun took quick strides in Arohis direction and englufed her in a bone crushing hug.

Roothega na... mujhse... mere saathiya ye waada kar...

Tere bina... mushkil hai... jeena mera mere dilbar...

The words of the song had accurately explained what Arohi wanted to tell Arjun. His anger, his indifffernce had literally killed her. He placed his head against her hair, telling her silently, giving her the promise of never to be angry with her again.

Zara zara... behekta ha... mehekta hai...

Aaj toh mera... tan badan... mein pyaasi hoon... mujhe bharle apni baahon mein...

Hain... meri kasam... tujhko sanam... durr kahi... naaa jaa...

Ye duri... kehti hai... paas mere... aaja re...

As the song faded away in the background, Arjun continued to hold her, not loosening his grip on her for even a moment, occassionally turning his head to drop a kiss on her hair. They stood together, welded against each other till the room came to a complete silence, only the raspy sound of their harsh breath resonating around them.

Arjuns self control finally gave way and he pulled back, cupping Arohis face in his hands. Staring at her love-struck gaze for a moment, Arjun pulled her sharply and crashed his lips against hers. Arohis dazed eyes widened, and then eventually dropped shut, as she drowned herself in the beautiful sensation of this explosive passion that her husband was showering on her. Arjun opened his mouth to engulf Arohis lips and his tongue ripped past them to find hers and play with it.

Arohis shoved her hands under his tshirt desperately, to feel his warm strong naked chest under her fingertips. Her nails grazed his skin, marking him as hers, when Arjun sucked on her tongue. His hands fisted in the hair above her neck, tilting her head to the angle which gave his better access to her mouth. As his lips continued to latch on to hers, Arjuns one hand travelled along Arohis back to rest on her bottom. Finding the edge of her top, Arjun pushed his hand underneath, pulling the soft material above, exposing a good expanse of Arohis smooth waist.

Arohi gasped when Arjuns confident fingers made contact with her warm skin. Without breaking their kiss, Arohi reached back and switched off the dressing table light. Arjuns eyes opened as he realised what Arohi did, and an involuntary chuckle escaped his lips.

Arohi was wild and shameless enough to seduce him and beg him to make love to her. Yet, when it came to actually doing 'it', she wanted the lights off! Arohi pulled her hands out of Arjuns tshirt and bunched it in her fist, pulling him more towards her. Arjun could make out that Arohi had felt his chuckle inside her mouth and had reacted. Feeling mischeivious, he reached behind her and switched the lamp on. Before Arohi could react, Arjun placed both his palms on her bare waist and squeezed hard. Ripples of pleasure shot through Arohi sensing what lay ahead, yet the glowing light made her feel shy.

But when she made the slightest movement to reach behind, Arjun shifted his hands higher pushing her top with them, and exposing more of her flesh. Arohi with her one hand behind her, tried to pull her top down and with the other hand tried to reach the switch. But Arjun was holding her as tightly as possible. His hands on her back, pushing her towards him more, allowing him to deepen the kiss.

Arohi finally pulled back from the kiss and pushed Arjun a fraction behind by her hands on his chest. She smiled at him and turned towards the dresser but Arjun pulled her back. She crashed against his chest with a jerk and looked up at him with surprise.

"Leave the light on..."

Arjuns sexy husky voice gave her gossebumps as he whispered his wish to her. He could see the dilemma in her eyes but Arjun was going to act on his terms tonight. And Arohi had no choice but to accept them.

Reluctantly she turned away from the dresser and towards him. Slowly she lifted her eyelids to look in to his eyes. Arjun loved to watch his tigress turn into a bheegi billi and then back in to her wild mode. He knew that Arohi did not do it on purpose, but the effect that it had on him was disastrous. Wild Arohi made Arjun wild, but shy Arohi made Arjun crazy! He felt extremely possessive and crude, but at the same time protective and romantic towards her. And all these clash of emotions drove him completely crazy.

Zara zara... behekta hai... mehekta hai... Aaj toh mera... tan badan... mein pyaasi hoon...

Those words had clenched his guts. So Arjun waited for Arohi to take the first step. Today he was determined to make her do a lot of things that she had not done before. He was going to make her shed all her shyness and turn her into a temptress. Today Arohi will have to show him, how much pyaasi, exactly, she was for him.

But Arjun was not so mean. He decided to help her out, the way she had helped him out at the cottage, the first time. Grabbing the hem of his tshirt, Arjun pulled it swiftly over his head.

Arohi eyes widened at the combination of gleaming smooth skin and hard toned muscles that formed the torso of her handsome husband. Lifting her hands, she placed her palms on his chest and felt his heart beating wildly below them. Slowly leaning forward, she placed her lips on his heart, kissing it softly. Gathering courage, she continued kissing all over his naked chest with her luscious lips, very slowly. Arjuns hands fisted on his discarded tshirt, trying to control himself from grabbing her and throwing her on the bed to have his way with her.

Suddenly Arohi opened her mouth and bit him lightly on his peck, soothing it immediately with her tongue.

"Arohiii..."

Arjun hissed at the hot and cool contact on his burning skin. Arohi smiled at his reaction. She slowly trailed her fingers up his chest and entwined them behind his neck. Reaching up, she dropped a wet sensuous kiss on his neck, biting the skin lightly. Arjun threw away the tshirt in his hand with a grunt and grabbed Arohis bottom, hoisting her up, making her legs go around his waist for support. Arohi continued licking and biting his neck and turned her attention to his ear.

Arjuns hands roamed on Arohis back, and eventually reached her soft bottom, squeezing it slowly, his pent-up feelings finding an outlet to express themselves. Arohis fingers dug in Arjuns hair, pulling on them, when Arjun duplicated the same torture that she was subjecting him to, on her neck.

Sweat broke out on Arohis skin as the entire room heated up with the warm harsh breathing of these two souls. Arjun could feel the wetness forming below his palms, and so he lifted Arohis top off her and threw it aside. Arohi instantly hugged him, her legs sliding to the floor and she hid herself in his chest.

"Kya hua Arohi? Sharam aa rahi hai??? Abhi... thodi der pehle... kya gaa rahi thi tum??? Ikk baar aye deewaane... jhootha hi sahi, pyar toh kar etc etc... aisa hi kuch tha na?"

Arohi bit his chest in response, a little harder this time.

"Aahh! Pyaar karrahi ho ya torture??? Tum toh keh rahi thi... paas mere aaja... ab mein paas aagaya hu aur tumhe sharmaane mein busy ho." Arjuns hoarse whispering was tingling Arohis nerves and his breath, her skin, but her head stayed buried in his chest.

"Thik hai. Ek kaam karte hai... tum fursat mein sharmalo... mein baadmein aata hu!"

Arohis head snapped up as Arjun took a teeny tiny step away from her. She grabbed his neck and pulled his head down to her level.

"Don't you dare... Mr Singhania! Aaj ki raat... tum sirf mere ho... tum sirf wohi karoge jo mein chahungi..."

Arjun smirked at her sudden change in mood. This was one more thing that made Arohi the interesting person that she was. She changed moods like a chameleon changed colours!

"Achha? Aur Mrs Singhania kya chahti hai???"

Arohi just smiled before she slammed her lips back on Arjuns. She did not give him enough time to recover and walked back towards the bed, dragging him with her. When her legs touched the bed, she held him tight and dropped back, taking Arjun down with her. The moment Arjun was on her, she pushed his sideways with her leg and flipped him over, taking charge in her position on top.

Arjun was not able to shut his eyes and enjoy the kiss because Arohi surprised him with her ligthening speed actions. Finally when he was below her, he relaxed as Arohi lay on him and thoroughly devoured his lips. But he couldn't relax for long because her hands reached the buckle of his belt and started undoing it. Arjun suddenly felt like a damsel in distress, who was being seduced into submission by her lover. Not used to being the passive one, Arjun matched Arohis actions for his own and helped her discard his clothes and then hers.

Arohi pulled the quilt on top of her head, cocooning them both in their own private 'pink' world. They both kissed, bit, fondled, grabbed, squeezed each other as if they have been apart for years. Not caring to be sweet or romantic anymore, they drowned themselves in the passion of their bodies to be together again, which had won over their sanity. Arohis moans and Arjuns grunts filled the room, completely ignoring the possibility of someone hearing them.

Finally unable to lay back anymore, Arjun turned Arohi and pinned her below him. Entwining his fingers with hers, he held her hands away from their bodies. In her desperate mode, Arohi struggled to get out of his hold and take control again, but Arjuns legs held hers tightly in position. Gasping and sweating Arohi looked into her husbands eyes. Desire and lust displayed shamelessly in his steely gaze with a hint of something else. Arohi reached up to kiss him, but frowned when Arjun pulled back a bit.

"Arjunnn..." Arohis voice completely changed when she was totally hot for him, and that drove Arjun over the edge. But before that, he needed to hear something from her.

"Shhh... Arohi dheere bolo... koi sunn lega..." Arjun seductively whispered.

"Kisine sunna hota toh kab ka sunn chuka hoga... Arjun please..."

Arjun smirked, satisfied at the desperation oozing from his wifes plea. Even he could not wait any longer to make her his again, but...

"Arohi... I need you to promise me."

Arohi frowned and stared. He wanted her to promise something? Now???

"I need you to promise me that you will not hide anything from me again... ever!"

Arohi eyes rounded in shock. She could now see the helplessness in Arjuns eyes that he had faced when he was torn in between trusting her and hating Karan. Initially she had used Karans name to just make him jealous but at some point it had gone overboard and the situation that they landed in, had made it worse.

"Arjun..." Arohi tried to free her hand from his grip so that she could cup his face, but Arjun held tight.

"Mein bhi promise karta hu... ki aaj ke baad kabhi tumse kuch nahi chupaaunga. Tumhari kasam. Please I need you to..."

"I promise!" Arohi instantly replied before Arjun begged her again for her assurance. She did not like to see her monster helpless and vulnerable... even if it was in front of her! "Hamari Kasam. Hum dono ki! I will never ever hide anything from you."

Arjuns chest swelled with pride and he smiled. He was the luckiest man alive to have his love, his wife with him...

"Arjun... ab agar tum ruke na... then I swear I will kill you!"

Arjun chuckled when Arohi started struggling again. He reached down an inch away from her lips and whispered, "That will make it two women... who are after my life." Before Arohi could open her mouth, he kissed her. Hard.

All humor was lost as passion took over. Arohi felt that her knuckles might crack, so hard was Arjuns grip on them. But she didn't care... the ache in her body for him, was too much to bother about anything else. When all the insecurities and tensions oozed out in the form of love, their bodies vibrated with the sheer force of it.

Their lovemaking had always been passionate, romantic and even fun at times. But today it was violently possessive. A war of control. A reminder of what they have. And a promise to never let go. Ever.

A small tear escaped the corner of Arohis eye, when she realised how it felt to have her Arjun back. Whole and complete to herself. She had missed him all these days, but not more than how much he had missed her. And that was clearly evident in his actions.

But Arjun... he was beyond thinking. He had what was his and his soul was revelling in the bliss of it. Happiness burst through his chest to have Arohi back in his arms, matching his moves with her own. Showing him how meant he meant to her. He had known it all along, yet the assurance helped to calm his nerves. But his body was anything but calm... and Arjun claimed his wife again and again... to be his forever... and beyond.

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