Okay, guys, I letting them kiss, but in my way!!!😃 😉 😆
Chapter 8
Khushi's heart skipped a beat as Arnav fingered her lips and her
heartbeat doubled its pace when he gently parted her lips, his thumb grazing
her white teeth, his eyes intently gauging her reaction. Khushi could not move.
No one had ever touched her like this. Never had her heart beat so loudly,
dhak,dhak, dhak...
A tremor ran down her spine as he slid down his right hand to
her waist and pulled her up against him his eyes pools of dark chocolate desires.
Khushi let out a moan of protest when Arnav removed his thumb from her lips, he
smirked at her and bent down to replace his thumb with his lips!
All of a sudden Khushi pushed
him back, "Nahi Arnavji, nahi !" Her eyes started brimming with tears, her lips
trembled as she shook her head.
It was so unexpected that Arnav staggered back slightly. "What
happened Khushi, did I hurt you?" He was concerned. He was flabbergasted.
"No," she dipped her head as tears rolled down her cheeks, "I can't'."
she faltered.
Arnav's temper soared! The eyes which were pool of desires a moment
ago now burnt with rage! The cheek of this girl! How dare she say "No" to Arnav
Singh Raizada. His nostrils flared, his fists clenched as he spat at her, "You
think I am dying to kiss YOU? I just wanted to see how far middle class girls
like you can go!
Khushi's head jerked up and she looked up at him teary-eyed. Arnav's
heart lurched and he looked away, disturbed.
"Yes, I know it is my fault. What will he say?" Khushi said with puppy
eyes.
"He! Who? What the'!" Arnav exploded.
Khushi was surprised, "Obviously my husband," she said.
Arnav was shell shocked.
"You are married?" he managed in a whisper.
"No, but like all girls I will also get married, won't I? Then how
will I tell my husband he is not the first one to kiss me? I mean I want my
husband to be the only one to kiss me."
Arnav looked at her as if she was an alien who had just landed from
Mars!
"Are you trying to pull my leg?
I am warning you Khushi'."
He stopped in mid-sentence to see the sanguine expression on her face.
"You are actually serious!" he said incredulously.
As Khushi looked at him with a
puzzled expression on her face, a slow smile lit his face and a throaty chuckle
escaped him. "Do girls with such high fangled ideas like you really exist? Or
have you alighted from some old time machine'. fast forwarded into time?" He
was highly amused to say the least and suddenly roared with laughter.
Khushi realized he was making fun of her and furious, she blurted the
first thing that came to her mind, "Be careful Arnavji. If you shake with mirth
your towel might fall off'.!"
Her words had the desired affect. He stopped laughing but the very
next minute she wished she hadn't said what she had, for his eyes narrowed and
he drawled sexily, "And you will like that, will you?"
The tables were turned on her and she was at a loss of words!
Her heart stopped beating for a few seconds and then went into
overdrive. Dhak'' Dhak,dhak, dhak, dhak. She started moving back, towards the
pool as he slowly advanced towards her! She was entrapped at the very place by
the poolside from where she had escaped an hour ago!
Arnav watched her keenly as he continued to walk slowly towards her, "Its
true your ideas sound ridiculous to me. But you have as much right to your
dreams as anyone else. Why are you retreating Khushi? Are you scared of me?"
His words opened the floodgate of emotions that Khushi was trying so
hard to convince herself, did not exist. How could she tell him that she was
trying to put distance between them because she was not scared of him as much
as her own self. One moment she wanted to touch his handsome face, she wanted
to hide her face in his rugged chest! Next moment, she wanted to run away from
him. She wanted to live her childhood dreams with the man of her dreams. But
that was not him, right? His dreams, his world were different. Then why did she
feel this need for him deep within her somewhere?
Engrossed in his thoughts Khushi did not realize that she was at the
very edge of the pool. She saw Arnav in a daze from afar, stretching his hand towards her, his
face alarmed. But it was too late! There was a huge splash! And Khushi toppled
backwards into the pool!
As she took a dive down she saw Arnav run towards her, calling out her
name in such a concerned tone that when she came up spluttering for air, her
eyes were all for this man. How she wanted to see him like this'flustered for
her. There he was leaning towards her, offering his hand to pull her out but at
the same time screaming at her at the top of his voice, "You stupid girl! The
pool is not deep enough to drown but you could have hurt yourself very
badly!"
Khushi waded to the edge of the pool, "Humey nikaliye to sahi!(Pull me up first!)"she said, smiling up at
him.
Arnav pulled her up easily but she stumbled on his naked torso. Automatically,
her hands gripped his upper arms while his hands circled her waist to prevent
her from falling down. An electric current passed between them and their eyes
locked. They held on to each other, neither of them wanting to break free,
revelling in the warmth of their heightened senses, their breathing rugged.
The rhythm of Arnav's heart turned erratic as he slid his brown
burning gaze down her red wet length. "Khushi, he groaned, "Do you know how
enticing u look in red and to add to my woes you are wet ! And on top of that
you have banned me from kissing you," he accused her in mock anger, before
releasing her and stepping back, raking his hand through his hair.
Before
Khushi could retort, the door to Arnav's room swung open violently!.Khushi jumped out of her skin as Mami's voice boomed from the doorway,
"Arnav
bitwa, dikhai nahi dewat'wherez you? Bahut late hoi gawa! Hum going to ourz
bhery bhery new apartmentwa! Hello hi, bye bye!(Arnav, son, can't see you'where
are you? It is very late. We are going to our new apartment.)"
"What
the!" Arnav exclaimed and if Khushi had not on reflex dragged him out of sight,
valiantly pushing him against the door which led from the poolside to his room,
he would have walked straight to Mamiji to tick her off for entering his room without
permission. Khushi clamped her hand over
his mouth. "Sssh!" she said in his ears her eyes big with panic. If Mami found
them in this state she would assume the worst and Khushi's reputation would be
at stake!
Then
they heard Anjali's voice saying, " I told you na Mami Chhotey's room is not locked. And he is not here. So you couldn't
have heard anyone in his room."
Khushi
let out a sigh of relief! Anjaliji did not suspect anything.
Suddenly
a shudder passed through her body as Arnav moved his lips under her palm.
Blushing, she quickly removed her hand from his lips.
He looked at her mesmerized and whispered
against her long silky hair, "That is not fair Miss Touch- me- not."A sudden
emotion swept over Khushi. Her throat felt dry. She lowered her eyelashes.
He
found her ideas about physical intimacy or rather lack of it, nonsensical. But
not once, had he attempted to force himself upon her, when he could have easily
and maybe found her not so unwilling. As the realization struck her, her heart
filled with a sweet warm glow for him and without thinking she stood on tiptoe,
and leaning towards him, pecked him on his lips, retreating immediately a
shocked look on her face!
But
his reaction troubled her. Something flared up in his eyes! Anger? Why was he
angry? Khushi's heart sunk. She wanted to cry or shout or scream or kiss him
again, or run away.
But
she could do nothing as Anjali and Mami had entrenched themselves in Arnav's
room. Anjali opened Arnav's cupboard and excitedly took out an ornament box from
the locker. Mamiji was cooing all over the box. Misty'eyed, Anjali opened the
box with reverence and extracted a pair of beautiful gold bangles from them. "They
are right here Mami, see. Maa's kangan
which she left for Chhotey's wife and here is her letter to her daughter in law...
Arnav
reached out and grabbed Khushi's right
shoulder roughly and then in a single deliberate motion he clutched the sheer
material of her aanchal and threw it angrily to the winds. The aanchal slithered
to the ground, leaving her exposed, neck down to his twin smouldering pools of
punishment and desire.
Khushi's
loud gasp stuck in her throat as he swiftly drew her close in his embrace and
locked his lips on hers. He crushed her bosoms with his strong chest as he
coaxed open her mouth with his. His lips sucked hers and his tongue plundered
her sweetness with an urgency as if there was no tommorow.
For
Khushi, responding to him was like something ordained by nature, something just
meant to be, with no questions asked and no answers expected.
Anjali
and Mami were only 15 ft away from them, and could have walked onto them any
second.But the clandestine situation only fuelled the fire of passion. Arnav could
not care a damn, he wanted her so' especially after she had resisted his advances.
Now that she had initiated the kiss, there was no letting her go. He wanted her
now' any resistance to him, any barrier however flimsy, removed.
For
Khushi it was as if a hundred fireworks had burst inside her and she was
floating on scented water with roses beneath her feet and stars above her
heaven as Anjali's voice soothed her ears, "Humarey Chhotey ki bahu ke naam...humare chhotey ki naak par bahut
saara gussa rahta hai, aur dil main..dil main' bahut saara pyaar'gussa bardasht
karna aur pyaar'pyaar' sood samet lautana...(To My Chhotey's wife'Chhotey
has lot of anger at the tip of his nose'.and lots of love in his heart'..endure
his anger and return his love with interest.)"
As
waves of pleasure struck her she felt like melting into him. She entwined her
fingers in Arnav's thick wavy hair and arched
her neck to give him more access to her,
to drink in all of his gussa and give him all of her''pyaar(love)''
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