Arnav blinked, his eyes forming wide. He couldn't believe what he had just heard.
Khushi only looked up at him, pursing her lips as she waited for his answer.
"W-what," he stuttered.
"Will you make love to me," Khushi asked.
Arnav blinked again, several times, and then looked down. Khushi just looked at him, waiting for his answer.
"Khushi I...."
Khushi looked at him eagerly.
"I... no," Arnav responded.
Khushi gasped and she was about to say something, but Arnav cut in.
"It's not like that," he rushed. "The reason why- well, two reasons, is because, well... A: I don't have any... condoms...."
Khushi's lips formed an 'o' as she took in that information.
"And B, well... shouldn't it be special?"
Khushi looked up at him.
"I remember once hearing you say that to my sister a couple of years back."
Khushi pursed her lips. "I guess."
Arnav nodded slowly. "So... we wait?"
Khushi nodded. "We wait."
The water continued to pour and Arnav noticed the little gap between them. He pulled Khushi back to him and he held her securely. Khushi smiled softly and held Arnav while she leaned her head against his chest, both standing quietly but in peace.
*~*
Khushi watched as her husband dried her up. He ran the towel along her body, moving along her curves. Once he dried her up, he quickly dried himself and wrapped a towel around his waist, all the while Khushi watching as he crossed over his hunky body.
"You should dry your hair," Arnav said. "Don't want you to catch a cold," he smiled softly.
Khushi nodded and went to get the hair dryer. While she dried her hair, she watched Arnav as he put on his sweats. He made his way over to her right, standing in front of the other sink. He looked into the mirror and messed around with his hair. Khushi smiled softly, watching his boyish charm.
Suddenly Khushi yawned.
Arnav looked at her. "Sleepy?"
Khushi turned the hair dryer off and placed it down with a nod.
Arnav smiled softly and picked her up bridal style. Khushi snuggled into his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck. Arnav walked back into their room and placed her on the bed. Khushi snuggled into her pillow.
Arnav placed his hand on her hip. "Khushi, wear something. You'll catch a cold."
Khushi groaned. "No."
Arnav tilted his head. "Come on Khushi, you'll get sick."
"No," she whined, and turned away.
Arnav shock his head. "Unbelievable," he murmured.
Arnav got up and went around to his side so that he faced her. "Khushi. Come on-"
"No Arnavji," she whined like a child.
"Khushi," he warned.
Khushi pouted and opened her eyes slowly. "I'm tired."
"You'll catch a cold."
"The blanket will keep me warm."
"That's not enough."
"Then you'll warm me up," she almost whispered.
Arnav gasped slightly. He took her words into consideration.
"Please," she asked softly.
Arnav pursed his lips. He turned to shut the lights off and then got in bed. He pulled Khushi closer into him and placed the blanket over them. Khushi hummed as she let Arnav bury her into his warm chest. She felt warm and cozy. In fact, his warmth was making her more alert, sleep brushing away as her body became alert.
"Not so tired anymore," Arnav murmured into her hair.
Khushi pursed her lips and shook her head.
How did he know, she wondered.
Arnav knew because he could feel her erected nipples on his chest. He looked down at Khushi and noticed how she had slightly squeezed her thighs together.
Is she turned on, Arnav wondered.
Truth is that she was. Having her body against his delicious, hunky body was too tempting. For a moment, she considered straddling him and take command of things, but she knew better. The thought of it had cause her lower region to come to life, hence why she clenched her thighs together.
Arnav looked down at Khushi, watching her as she breathed first lightly, and then slowly speeding up.
She is turned on.
Khushi tried to clear her mind, shaking it clear, only to nuzzle Arnav's chest instead. She tried go back to sleep, so she snuggled into Arnav, rubbing her breasts on Arnav's hard chest. In an instant, Khushi was on her back and Arnav was above her, kissing her. Her innocent movements were pure torture for him and he couldn't control himself.
Khushi buried her hands in Arnav's hair, wrapping her right leg around him. Arnav let go of her lips and kissed his way down to her breasts and latched onto them, one in his mouth as the other was worked by his hand. Khushi moaned in satisfaction as he sucked on her breast. Arnav switched, moving to the other breast to suckle on while he worked the other with his hand this time.
"Arnavji-"
Arnav bit her nipple, causing Khushi to cry out. Her breath was erratic, her breathing very quickly. Releasing it, Arnav kissed his way lower, traveling down her stomach to her womanhood. Khushi shut her eyes and turned away, Arnav's actions being too intimate to watch.
Arnav kissed her inner thighs and slowly bit into her flesh. Khushi gasped and tried to shut her legs, but Arnav held onto her thighs and didn't let her. He nuzzled into her thigh and Khushi shivered.
"Arnavji," Khushi shuddered.
"I can't help it," he murmured into her. "I can't control myself."
"But- oh!"
Arnav blew over her womanhood, causing Khushi's body to tingle everywhere. Within the blink of an eye, Arnav's mouth was on her and Khushi gasped, her eyes springing open. She pushed herself up on her elbows and looked down at Arnav. He opened his eyes and met hers.
Khushi gasped. Looking back at her wasn't just Arnav but the dangerous beast within him that was cunning and sexy as fuck! His eyes stayed on hers and Khushi bit her lip. This act was too intimate! She wanted to look away, but she couldn't. His eyes had hers glued to his.
"Touch yourself," he murmured against her.
Khushi moaned. The way he spoke totally turned her on. Gone was the shy gal and in came the daring one. Khushi cupped her breast in one hand and fondled it. She could feel Arnav growl against her, only daring her to act more. She plopped back down and continued to fondle herself, pleasuring herself as well as her beast of a husband.
Arnav used his tongue to tease her clitoris. Khushi moaned and squeezed her breasts harder. She let one hand travel down her body and entangle into Arnav's hair. The pleasure continued and Khushi's body slowly climbed. She could feel her body tensing and she had dug both hands into his hair. She tugged on his hair every now and then as the teasing and pleasing continued.
"Arnav I'm gonna cum," Khushi whispered.
It only encouraged Arnav for that was what he wanted. He applied more pressure and Khushi couldn't take it. She tried to pry away but Arnav's hands were tight around her waist.
Khushi brought herself up a bit. "Arnav please," she begged.
His daring eyes met hers and Khushi moaned. His eyes told her that he wasn't letting her go soon, definitely not so easily. He grazed his teeth on her lips and Khushi shut her eyes, plopping back onto the bed. She was close and she didn't know if she could take it. She continued to pry, but because his grip was so tight, she only ended up riding his face and Arnav loved it!
Khushi felt her insides clench. "Arnav- oh my- Arnav- oh fuck please, I can't- Arnav!!!"
Khushi's back arched as she let out her release. She landed with a thud, but Arnav never released her. Everything went blurry for Khushi. When things started to clear, she found Arnav hovering over her, his lips glistening with her juices.
Arnav was breathing heavily. "I didn't know I could do that."
"Only with me," Khushi breathed, her chest heaving.
"Only you," Arnav nodded.
Khushi nodded and pulled him to her, sealing their lips. She didn't care about the fact that she could taste her release on his lips. She only cared about them together and nothing else.
The two continued to kiss when the alarm beeped. They broke away immediately and looked at the alarm clock like they were going to kill it. The clock flashed 5:00 AM in red and Arnav sighed.
"How the hell is it 5 already," he chuckled lightly.
Khushi pursed her lips. "Sorry," she said softly, though she was smiling at the fact that they had managed to pass through so many hours together, that too, intimately.
Arnav looked down at her and kissed her forehead. "I should slowly start getting ready."
"Must you," Khushi asked, placing her hands on his chest.
"Sadly," he sighed. Arnav looked back at the clock. "But since I am awake..." Arnav looked back at her, "I could waste some time."
Khushi smiled as Arnav laid down beside her. He turned her so that her back was facing him. Khushi snuggled back into him and Arnav wrapped his arm around her.
"I love you Arnavji," Khushi whispered as sleep took over her.
Arnav smiled softly. "I love you, too, Khushi," and he kissed the top of her head.
