A Gift By BubblyKhushi from India-Forum

Oh how can i thank you enough for such a sweet gesture of yours. this is the first time someone has gifted me something i truly truly loved it.




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ArShi SS ~ The Charmer and his Lady ~ Part 14

Part 14

Grumpy Raizada

Khushi and Misha were almost done shopping. She needed a good suit for the meeting that was schedule to take place in maldivies. Not that she did not have one, but she had to get a better-cut suit to stand to match up with Arnav Singh Raizada. It was her first overseas venture and it was a big project for her. If she proved herself in his project she knew her future would be set. Being associated with AR is not a small thing. It was THE AR which was recognized worldwide not just in India.

Apart from the suit, she bought some flowy knee length frocks, which ended moderately. Rather than clinging on to her and moulding her figure it gave her a casual holiday look. She liked with her garments gave way to the air to pass through. It helped her specially during summer and summer climate. She never felt comfortable in those clothes, which flaunted her perfect curvy body. She rather preferred to hide herself under her clothes and preferred to remain notice by other men for some reason. That’s how Khushi kumari gupta was.

**

It was indeed a little emotional separation… In these years she always stuck to misha like a second skin, no matter where she was but she was within her reach. But she was leaving town for good long 3 days. All along these years after Misha’s father death at a very early age when they moved to Mumbai from Lucknow after khushi’s parents’ death, they took care of each other like soul sisters.

Khushi was excited to be with Arnav at the same time a little sad for having to leave misha behind all alone. Misha did say “oh come on cookie, I will be fine. I am not a baby. You better concentrate on your Arnav Ji” she said in a teasing tone. Misha, when she was young couldn’t pronounce Khushi, it sounded like cookie to all. Thus cookie became her second nickname tintin being the first. Her parents used to call her by that name including everyone at home.

“Mish, I am really….” Khushi held Misha’s hand while getting inside her car, but before she could complete the word sorry and apologize to misha for leaving her like this.

“Shut up now, go…you are getting late. And if I am not wrong your phone beeped for the 13^th time”, misha said pointing at Khushi’s buzzing phone.

Khushi looked at her phone and sighed.

Misha quickly planted a kiss on khushi’s forehead and turned her heels controlling her tear, which was in a verge of slipping and walked away in the opposite direction so that Khushi couldnot stop her.

But Khushi being Khushi got out of the car and ran behind misha. After all she was her best friend and Misha did not need to tell Khushi that she is crying.

Khushi pulled her in bone crashing hug and weeped with her. “I will miss you darling. Please take care of yourself. Khushi kissed misha’s warm cheeks and cupped her. She Pouted, looking at Misha’s tears. A guilt spread across khushi’s mind. How could she leave her best friend-cum-sister-cum-everything for a man. A man she bearly knew. Just for her own pleasure she was leaving behind Misha. She felt horrible and low of herself. She wanted to ring Arnav back and cancel this trip and tell him to go alone even knowing that how important it was for her career.

“Don’t you dare think of canceling this Khushi!”, misha spoke holding khushi’s wrist as if she could read her mind. And why not. They have been together for such a long time that just as Khushi did not need misha to tell her whether she was upset or sad, similarly misha did not need Khushi to open her mouth to share her thoughts.

Misha turned Khushi by her shoulder and gave her a final friendly push… “GO and GET the happiness that you deserve Cookie. My eyes saw what they wanted to see today in the morning… you better find out what I am trying to mean… Arnav is your future and he will not disappoint you like that ASS. Open up with him, he is a different man altogether. Trust me”. With that she waved at Khushi and finally walked away. Khushi kept on looking at Misha’s retreating from and finally disappeared in the crowd.

Khushi started the engine and headed towards the airport immersed in what Misha had just said. “What did she mean what she saw? Did she see something, which I didn’t? Did she meet Arnav while I was sleeping? What does she mean by he is a different man?” her chain of thoughts broke when her phone buzzed again. She had been ignoring her test messages since she wanted to give her full attention to misha before she leave for Maldives. But this time she check. It was 14 text messseges from Arnav. Khushi quickly checked halting the car.

20: 08 “hey beautiful…give me a call once you are free”

20:13 “looks like you are all geared up for shopping”

20:22 “what are you buying? I am just curious”. Khushi’s lips curled up in a smile.

20: 30 “buy some sexy bikinis which I can rip while I make love to you on beach”. Something flattered inside her tummy visualizing their hot love making session on the beach both covered with sand and the ocean kissing their foot time to time while they hungrily make love to each other.

20: 45 “keep a spare panty inside your over night bag ;)”, khushi’s face flushed in embarrassment thinking of what he meant. He wants to take her in the aircraft? “Wild”, she thought.

20: 47 “are you a lesbian?” Khushi’s flashed face immediately paled. What has gotten him to write that?

20: 53 “you really don’t need to shop as we will hardly wear anything when we will be alone”.

20: 58 “you have a perfect body, try to get something which shows it off, atleast when you are with me”. “Shit” Khushi mentally cursing herslef for not seeing this message before otherwise along with other clothes she might have brought some of his choice.

21:02 “cant wait to hold you back in my arms”

21: 03 “I want you so badly”

21:06 “this is the first time someone had ignored me for so long. Khushi who was smiling all through suddenly tensed up.

21: 30 “come to my guest, there is a slight change in plan”. Khushi noted the difference between the last message and this message. “oh so someone is angry that I ignored him” a cute giggle escaped her mouth. “I will make it up for this”, she kissed the mobile screen visualizing it as Arnav’s face.

21: 31 “we will be traveling in your private jet. So take your time and come. There is no hurry”. Khushi frowned a little feeling a little said that suddenly he became aloof. She was enjoying his flirty talks so much but suddenly he stopped. She knew she was the reason, but she had her own reasons, which she would explain once she reached.

21: 45 “I expected an answer, but never mind it looks like you are in between some important meeting… much more important than our travel I guess” a sheer jealousy and possessiveness was evident in the tone that he wrote. But why? Why was Arnav singh Raizada jealous? Does he want her undivided attention? “aw! How cute” she thought. After he ignored her whole day now he is trying to make up? She thought like a new couple in love. She pouted. “it serves you well Mr. Raizada. But I am all yours for next 3 days, you can do whatever you want to with me” she blushed crimson and diverted her car towards his guest-house.

**

There aranv was pretty annoyed with her ignorance and here she was standing at her doorstep.  She rung the bell and waited biting her lips in excitement. Excited to see her man. The man who too in this very house. The house where she lost all her senses. The sense, which that man had full control on. The control that she wanted to loose in front of Arnav. Arnav, the first man in her life. The life, which was pale, stale, un-thrilling and lack of excitement now which took a total U-Turn.

Her chain of thoughts broke when his servant opened the door. With a big smile he greeted his madam getting an overwhelming smile from Khushi in return.

“How have you been?” she asked in a simple gentle tone.

“I…I am fine madam”, he moved to give way to Khushi.

“Umm! Arnav ji?....” Khushi tried to sneak inside to have a look but she couldnot see him anywhere.

“He is in his study madam. Waiting for you”. the servent said crisply.

Khushi did not know why she felt nervous all of a sudden. Her throat went dry as she walked across the huge living area on the ground floor.

She was about to take her seat on the sofa and dial Arnav, when she heard a crisp not so friendly tone, “so shall we proceed or do you plan to be here for the next 3 days?”. The voice was flat and serious.

Khushi’s eyes shoot up at the source of the voice. “Cant he stop looking breath takingly handsome for one day?” Khushi felt his presence, his strong presence when he strolled down the mahogany staircase. In his three piece, creaseless suit, clean shaven, he looked no less than a greek god. He looked much more than handsome in real life then in his pictures. He looked much taller and much fairer and his hair had a blonde sheen.

“I am sorry I could….not….” she couldnot finish when he said…

“Lets not waste more time my jet is ready. We have to drive to the airport”, his words came out in an emotionless manner.

Arnav finally reached in front of her and looked directly in her eyes making her look down to control her desire to hug him right away. His musky smell mixed with his own manly small did not fail to arouse her.

“hug him?” Khushi snapped up and searched in his eyes. Why the hell she wants to hug him? Not that they both shared a very strong relationship where hugs and kisses are natural. They are not like regular couples where they hug and kiss when they meet up or part ways. Khushi fisted her finger and controlled herself from being flung in his embrace.

Arnav narrowed his eyes and looked at Khushi who took two steps back. “so she did not even want to hug me and apologize for not contacting me for the whole day?” Arnav’s anger was bottling up.

Khushi gave a slight nod in approval and bit her lips.

Arnav turned to go when Khushi stopped him holding his shoulder. He tiled his head sideways not looking at her though.

“Are you angry?” Khushi asked him nervously.

Arnav did not answer her back. He shrugged off her hand and walked passed the main door.

**

ArShi SS ~ The Charmer and his Lady ~ Part 13

Part 13

Denial

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He yawed and flattered his eyes. "aah! My back" he twitched holding his back and tried to stretch. Suddenly he felt something heavy on his chest. He looked down and saw Khushi cozily smuggled on his chest happily smiling in her sleep. His lips automatically curled up seeing the beautiful woman in his arms. He had taken many women in his arms but never felt a stomach curling effect seeing someone like this. He thought he was immune to woman touched but this lady who was in his arms proved it all wrong. Could her virginity be a reason why he felt this special feelings brewing inside him?

It was indeed a special morning for Mr. Casanova. A man who got up with a headache every morning, a man who needed his daily dose of black coffee to remove his tiredness of long activity during nights. The same person woke up peacefully feeling fresh. "My Caffine" he chuckled seeing her doe eyes closed. He knewly exactly how her eyes looked when they were open. How it widened when he tried to get close to her on their very first meet. How it filled with desire when he neared her. How she shut if off when she felt his lips on her lips for the first time. How it held embarrassment enjoying the kiss from the stranger. How she blushed and tried to hide looking at him while they were on his bed in his bedroom. How she felt uncomfortable in the pool. He knew each and every expression of hers.

Unable to resist her plump lips he touched it with his thumb and brushed it lightly feeling the soft texture. Unknowingly Khushi kissed his finger in her sleep and hugged his hand.

"Good Morning!" she greeted him lazily, yawning like a cute kid.

"Good Morning sweetheart", Arnav greeted her back still admiring her flawless innocent beauty. "She is so perfect" he thought. Before he could talk further he saw Khushi drifting back to sleep hiding her face from the penetrating rays of the sun sipping through the white leafy curtain. He smiled and kissed her lips unable to hold himself back, and that made her shift.

Stretching his arms he shifted Khushi on floor…

"Floor?" Suddenly realizing the coldness of the floor he realized that they might have rolled on the sofa and fell on floor in their sleep and the back pain could be due to that. "Sukar hai tum mere upar giri, warna tumhe chot lag jati" (thank god, you feel on me otherwise you could have heart yourself) he spoke to a half sleepy Khushi.

He brought his lips near her ear and whispered, "hey beautiful, yesterday night was nice. Hope to spend some more nights with you just like this in your arms spending the whole night just talking".

"Talking?" he was confused with his own behaviour. Why on the earth he would want to sleep like that doing nothing just talking with a woman? That's so not Arnav Singh Raizada.

He recapitulated the whole incident in his mind and felt little annoyed to himself, that how he indulged himself in such private things? Did he forget his motto of life? He can never be close to woman, not emotionally. Emotion kills a person. Did not he know that? He turned to Khushi's side and saw her angelic face. "No Khushi, don't do this to me…" he spoke to himself feeling helpless about his flow of raw emotions that was emerging within himself.

Arnav closed his eyes in pain and anger and then again looked at the same beautiful face. He touched her cheeks. "This is not right. I cannot feel like this. I cannot feel so vulnerable around you. What I did yesterday was not me, Khushi. It was not me. I cannot be like that. I will not be like that with you, with anybody".

He knew it was too late. He had shown his soft side to that girl and she was not a fool to not understand what was it? She even appreciated his effort for her kissing him politely. Why being there for someone felt nice? "Oh how she hugged him feeling gratified. She is so real". He thought. Why he went out of the way to help her? Why he could not bear the pain that he saw in her eyes yesterday when she panicked for her friend? Why he was there for her, with her, in her house, the whole night, sleeping with her in a couch that barely held space for two people. Why such a short space looked enormous for both of them yesterday night? How they felt each other rather than making love? When and how he started liking foreplay that he did not even pay attention to what he wanted? He wanted her body…and he cannot deny that. Even she knew his intention then why, he wanted to make her first time special? Why he did not take her when she surrendered herself before him? Who is she to him that he almost took oath to make her first time special? Just his new girlfriend? Just like other girls who had been in his life? "NO" she wasn't just his girlfriend. He had never gone out of the way for any girl. Maybe she had become a friend. Yes a friend. Those actions were more for a friend. Being there beside her when she needed him the most was a friendly gesture. Sharing a couch while attending a sick person was a friendly gesture. Taking away the sorrow and lightening up the atmosphere was a friendly gesture.

But friends were never physically attracted. Atleast not for Arnav.

He had few friends, out of which most of them were males…in-fact all of them were males. But he had never been so satisfied doing things for others what he did for Khushi. He did not do anything yet just being with her and warming her up his heart felt nice and over whelmed.

There was something about this girl, which he could not deny and he knew it.

"She was very clear about us from the day one. No-Strings-Attached. Yes I have to stick to that and there is nothing impossible for Arnav Singh Riazada".

He gave a last look towards her angelic face and stood up. Picking her in his arms he settled her on the sofa. Carefully placed her head on the hand rest and covered her up with the quilt. He saw her smuggling cozily inside the quilt just as she did with him whole night and few minutes back.

"Bye Khushi" he whispered and finally made his way out of her apartment.

**

Khushi was continuously looking at her phone expecting a call from Arnav. But he did not call. "what was the matter?" she thought. Whole morning she had been fussy and grumpy just because she expected him to be there when she opened her eyes. But he was not there. Something made her annoyed but she did not know why. "Ek phone to kar sakta hai na" she scolded him mentally. Immediately realizing what she was doing she thought "nahi Khushi, yeh tu kya soch rahi hai?" she cursed herself for having an expectation from him. She cursed forgetting her set of laws.

Sighing she tried to work on her designs when her phone buzzed. Quickly like a teenager receiving her first call from her boyfriend she looked at the scream. If some was there in front of her could easily see the twinkle in her eyes "Its him", she bit her lips and connected the call.

"Hi!" she said huskily trying to control her excitement.

"Hi Khushi! How have you been?"

"No good" she wanted to say, but it would have looked so desperate she thought. "I am fine, working on our new project".

"Looks like she is not missing me", he thought. "well I have a news for you".

Khushi made a sad face and pouted, "he did not miss me"…. She thought "Shoot" she spook.

"Today night our client will be reaching Maldives and after two day they would be leaving for their US visit. They won't be at Maldives for a month after that. I want to meet and finalize our deal if you are ok and available".

"So fast?" Khushi panicked a little. "I don't have my papers ready yet Anrav", Khushi said in a worried tone.

"Don't think about all that Khushi. Is misha alright? Can you travel now?" he enquired.

Khushi felt overly whelmed by his gesture. He did remember yesterday what had happened. And he asked her about it. "Thanks Arnav, thanks for asking about Misha. She is fine. And I don't think there will be any problem. Even this is important", Khushi said biting back her tears.

"Are you crying Khushi?" his reply came to her like a sudden shock.

"how…how do you know?" she blurted out.

"Baby you are crying? What happened?".

Khushi sobbed and confessed, "nothing I just… " she bit back her words "thanks Arnav, thanks a lot for this… I am fine".

"Are you sure?"

"yes".

"ok I will ask my assistant to pick your passport from your house and he will make sure your visa is done".

"But Maldives has visa on arrival I guess", she asked.

"Well yes, but I don't want to stand in a queue. Its better we take it from here. And please don't worry about all these.

"Okey".

"Chalo phir see you at night. Will pick you up from your home".

"Nope I have some planes with ? Misha. I will come directly".

"suits me."

"thanks Arnav".

"Bye Khushi".

ArShi SS ~ The Charmer and his Lady ~ Part 12

Part 12

Forbidden Feelings

Khushi gathered herself and instantly regreted of showing her vulnerable side to Arnav. Arnav! whom she hardly knew. Arnav!  Whom she had known for less than a week.  Arnav! Who was just a mere acquaintance for her at the moment? How can she be so consumed about the fact and cried. She named herself as stupid for being such an emotional fool. Before Arnav picked her hand to wipe off her tears she blinked back and wiped it off by her own.

Khushi quickly put her loose tee and slipped into her blue faded jeans and rush down towards the exit door. She check with Mrs Lucy Margerine about Misha’s health and disconnected the call. Slipping her blackberry inside her tee pocket she glanced at the door restlessly and there he was, in between her terrible condition she did not fail to praise his stunning posture. She helplessly admired the man who walked towards her with such grace and elegance. “What was different with him today?” she thought realizing his casual attire. He was wearing white translucent shirt which was sinfully showing his ripped muscles and cascade his athletic body. His lips seemed more pinkish and his damp hair messed up. She was so into her trance that she failed to notice a worried face looking at her.

“Are you ok?” he hushed before her and cupped her face. Khushi snapped and jerked back. “relax! Its me darling” Arnav said steading her on the grounds. He opened the door for her and guided her inside. Khushi sat without any word and concentrated on the figure which she was failing to distract herself from. She watched his every move the way he closed the door in style, then slipping his night glasses, then walking across the car and lastly taking the driver seat beside her. “He looks much younger in casuals…he should wear them often…she mentally noted”.

Before igniting the engine Arnav glanced and her and meet his dark brown eyes with her. He knew she was looking at him and mentally appreciating him. He also knew if the situation was different he would left no stones unturned to tease her. After all he loved to see her blush which she deliberately wanted to hide from him, masking her teeny self from him. The little she knew how much he enjoyed seeing the crimson naturally glowed her face, complimenting her flawless white shimmering skin. Arnav always had taste for everything and looking at the list of girl whom he had been associated with made it clear, Khushi being the top in the chart. She was beyond perfection. With her natural beauty and radiating smile she looks like and angel who was mistakenly born in this cosmopolitan world. She doesn’t belong here. She was epitome of beauty. Any man in her life would be the luckiest to have a girl like her and Arnav did not fail to acknowledge that. Feeling elated Arnav smiled at her simplicity and genuinity. His hand travelled automatically towards her cheek and stroked with his thump as lightly as possible. Khushi felt goose bumps erupt on her skin instantly.

Her gaze fall on his lips instantly, that was the effect of his touch on her skin.

“Did you speak to nisha?” Arnav asked her softly.

“hah!...ni…Misha” Khushi stammered and corrected him feeling slightly dazed.

“Sorry, Misha!” he finally pulled his car towards khushi’s apartment.

“I have spoken to Mrs Lucy, she said that she has informed our family physician”, Khushi looked straight cursing her mind which totally forgot about her best friend’s condition and started to drool on the person sitting next to her. “She is my best friend. In fact she is like my sister” Khushi said thinking why she was explaining him about Misha. he wasnot a person who should know about her personal life and what equation she had with others. But somehow the words did not stop. It could be that she saw the hint of concern in Arnav’s eyes when he said that misha is important. No matter how much she tried but she failed to acknowledge the warmth he had provided to her. She wanted to hug him instantly and tell him that how much she wanted a man beside her in her life during her tough times when she felt helpless and alone, but she feared that like a hawa ka jhoonka (gust of wind) he will reel her life and leave her alone once he was done with her. After all they were not committed to each other like two lovers. This relationship will only give her pain if he dared to take it other ways, lesser emotions, healthier it was for her.

“Thanks Arnav” she said politely appreciating his effort making Arnav glance at her. He did not know why suddenly he wanted to comfort her like a friend..umm maybe like a special person in her life, assuring her that he was there. He raised his long arms and touched her shoulder behind her head and pulled her close to him. Khushi kept her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes feeling content, not wanting to part herself from his warmth.

**

It was almost fourty five minutes they had reached khushi’s apartment and Khushi was inside her bedroom with misha, while Arnav made himself comfortable on the huge sofa which dominated their living room. It was a two bedroom flat, very nicely decorated with modern furniture. Most of it was done in white, and few pockets with dominating saffron. It looked face and lively unlike his own house which was undoubtedly grand but felt lonely. Few minutes back he got an uneasy glance from a woman in her forties instantly knowing that she must know him and his whereabouts. He saw her whispering something in khushi’s eyes and then made her way out of her apartment instantly earning khushi’s apologetic look towards him.

His eyes were fixed on the closed door, his legs itched to berge in and asked whether everything was fine or not. But he decided to stay calm and wait for Khushi to come. After all it was her house and there was one more girl living with her. It wont be a very good idea to intrude in their privacy.

After seven-eight minutes he saw Khushi coming out exhausted from the room. She plastered a genuine smile on her face and beamed towards him. Arnav returned back a warm smile and asked her to join him in the sofa.

Khushi dropped herself on the sofa without looking at where she was landing. She flinched feeling something muscular rathar than soft base which she expected. She immediately apologize to him, falling on his lap and was about to get up when he slid his arms around her waist and held her intact.

“Arnav! Let me go” Khushi felt embarrassed.

“Stay” he said nuzzling his nose on her soft skin on the nape. She shuddered with sensation tantalizing her nerves. “how are you?” he asked closing his eyes feeling her warmth once again in his body. “Oh how he missed her touch” he thought.

“I am fine”. Khushi turned towards him and cupped his face, “thanks once again Arnav. Thanks for coming here with me”, and pressed her lips on his lips which held a smile.

“We had decided to be together for the weekend madam, looks like you have a memory problem”, he joked with her sensing the ease in her words.

“I know that, but I did not expect you to come here you know…” she paused, “I think it’s very late now, and you should leave. Misha is fine”.

“Very bad host you are Khushi”, he teased her more earing a frown from her, “I have been waiting her without a glass of water since an hour and you are asking me to leave. Is it how you treat your guest?” Arnav pulled her close to him sensing her small protest.

“I…I am so sorry. Let me get you some water. You want it chilled or room temperature?” Khushi sighed in embarrassment. Here he had come with her, and there she was not offering him a glass of water.

“I want it hot”, his eyes explained it all. Khushi hit his shoulder lovingly and hugged him tight in her arms.

“you don’t know Arnav what this gesture of yours meant to me” she closed her eyes resting her chin on his shoulder.

“Would you or misha mind if I stay over here tonight?” Arnav caressed her back putting his hand inside her lose tee making her skin burn by his each and every touch.

Khushi moved herself a little to face him, “you have to manage in this sofa then”, she said and bit her lips. “you must be kidding Arnav, I cannot let the Tycoon to sleep here, uncomfortably.

“Who said I will be uncomfortable? When I have you under me”, Arnav said naughtily.

“haw! Battameez insaan” Khushi blushed furiously.

“I am serious Khushi, I am not letting you go away from me now. You have to be beside me bas!” he cut her off and pulled her into a passionate kiss, tracing her lips with his saline tongue. A taste that drove her crazy.

“I am not letting you go away from me now. You have to be beside me bas!” she know what he meant but she loved to think it in a different way…more emotionally. How she wished that someone would say that to her and how will it feel if this man meant it the other way. “Don’t be an emotional fool Khushi. just enjoy your life with him, till he is there in your life, relish and cherish every moment and bank all the moments which will help you to smile for the rest of your life”, she reminded herself.

Both of them made themselves comfortable beside each other on the sofa and cuddled up together. Khushi brought a duvet to cover themselves up and Arnav helped her to wrap themselves up inside. They felt each other for the whole night slipping inside their tees and teased each other the hell out of themselves. Both of them enjoyed their first night in each-other’s arms, memorizing every damn detail. After hours of exploration both slept in a peaceful sleep holding unto each other tightly so that none fall from the sofa.

ArShi SS ~ The Charmer and his Lady ~ Part 11

Part 11

Getting to Know

Arnav smiled agaist her core and she did not fail to notice his lips spread across his face. Pulling her legs he leveled her with him. “aah!” there he was witnessing the desire in her eyes which he craved for. Her eyes had turned dark, her lips parted blowing hot breath on her face, her jaw-line clearly showing the urgency of her needs. “not like this baby” he said in a soft husky voice making tremble in passion.

“Why?” she asked him innocently. She blinked her eyes looking at his and lowered her lashes.

“I want you first time to be special and comfortable. I might hurt you right know. I want this to happen when you are comfortably on bed”, he barely whispered against her lips and captured her.

Khushi, too overwhelmed with his thought, just melted in his arms yet again. “he..he wanted to take it easy…when none of his actions stated that he was a controlled guy…I know how much you wanted it right now..in here…I could feel the pressing need…then why are you so tender with me now…how does it matter to you…?” she closed her eyes drowning into passion tasting herself in his mouth. How different she felt, how alive he had made her, how complete she felt against him. And most importantly she felt she was wanted. After her husband left her, she failed to gain confidence on herself as far as any other men were concerned.

“This is how you test” Arnav blewed her against her lips.

“Arnav this is so new to me”, she innocently accepted. “I have never felt like this with any man…I never had any man in my life who could make me feel this the way you are making me…” Khushi truthfully accepted the face.

“Your husband is a fool to leave you Khushi. He is a moron, how can a man leave a woman like you? You are one hell of a sexy lady”, Arnav embraced her tightly in his arms, kissing her wet shoulders.

“Oh Arnav!” she pressed herself tightly cascading her body with his leaving no air in between them. “I hope I am able to make you feel the way you are doing to me”, Khushi sighed and rested her head on his shoulder slightly nibbling the water drops on his shoulder.

Arnav knew it was all new for her and without disturbing what she was doing he let her enjoy his body. He let her do what she wanted and he thoroughly enjoyed her fresh and innocent touches. He now exactly knew why all men tempted to experience a virgin woman. They were always different, they were always mystery, which all men want to solve on their own and mold them the way they wanted. He also discovered that before this she might have not known what orgasm is like and he was sure that she did not play with herself much, like the other woman tend to do when alone. She had no idea how desirable she was, how her sleek, firm body aroused a hell out of him.

“I loved the way you did that over there” she shyly acknowledged him not looking at him thought trying to hide her teeny expression, not wanting to look like a desperate kid confessing about her fantasies.

“Can someone be so cute?....oh how he loved it only he knows…” one thing he was sure now that, Khushi had zero pretense. She was a woman who cannot pretend and she was a women who can clearly say upfront without hesitating a bit and that was another knock in his desire.

Arnav wanted to play a bit with her. Not that he was one of the people who would like to tease, but with Khushi he was just unstoppable. The moment she came in his life everything changed in a glimpse of it. He found some few new sides of him emerging from his Arnav Singh Raizada façade. “you love the way I did WHAT? WHERE?”

Khushi pulled back and pocked his shoulder, “don’t tease me” she pouted and looked at him dreamily.

“I want to listen Khushi” Arnav demanded touching his nose with hers.

“i…..i like the….” She gulped unable to bring herself from saying it.

“Just say it Khushi…I am dying to hear”, Arnav honestly said immediately thinking why was he so desperate to hear that? he knew what he had done to her and it wasn’t the first time he sucked any female, but something inside him craved to hear khushi’s confession.

“I like the way….you…kissed my…my…my…” Khushi couldnot complete her sentence, when she felt him furiously kiss her lips with lots of passion.

“lets go to the bedroom Khushi otherwise I will end up taking you right here which I don’t want” Arnav exhaled and rubbed her sculp. Holding her waist he made her sit on the floor picking up from the pool and he pushed up his body on the floor with is strong arms.

Khushi stood up on the floor and squeezed the water from her dress while Arnav went inside his sauna room to take fresh towel.

While coming back he saw Khushi bending down to squeeze her wet hair, he back protruding towards him. In no time he pressed his hard form against Khushi prefect butts earning a gasp from her side. “I am craving to take you from back Khushi” he said rubbing himself against her soft yet firm full cups. He held her waist while Khushi straightened her back against his chest, clutching arnav’s finger.

“you cannot enter the house like this Khushi” he whispered against her ear slightly nibbling it with his tongue.

“i…i…know…that’s…that’s what I was wondering…” Khushi stammered sensing his hardened from turning all the more harder against her. She wondered how would his naked skin feel against her naked skin.

“Open your dress” he commended”or you want me to help you with that?”, Khushi heart was thumping against her chest suddenly feeling naked in front of him. Before she could speak, her dress was pooled on the floor and a hot fluffy towel covered her. Khushi smiled and silently thanked Arnav not embarrassing her by seeing naked at the moment. Arnav tucked the towel behind and guided her towards the door.

**

Khushi snaked her arms around his triceps and walked with him. Entering her inside the room Arnav closed the door behind and hugged her from behind. Khushi leisurely rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

“Looks like you haven’t open my gift” Arnav said swaying along with her seeing the blue wrapped still covering his gift that he has brought from London.

“umm no” Khushi continued to feel his bare chest against her own bare back.

“and why is that so?” he kissed her cheeks lovingly.

“I think we have made it very clear before we gotten into this, that I will not accept any gift from you”.

“Oh come on Khushi! Once a while it is ok, and being Arnav singh raizada’s girl-friend you deserve such pampering from me. And I would love to pamper you my beautiful lady”, he said while turning her towards him.

“arnav, this is really not needed. I am just happy to be with you. I don’t want these unnecessary complications you know”, Khushi said keeping her head on arnav’s chest, her heart felt heavy, her eyes fighting to hold back her tears. “how can I say that I hate gifts. Gifts are always painful when we part ways from our loved ones remembering them.

Arnav was a little taken back. This was the first time a woman rejecting a gift. Other women in his life always demanded gifts from him during their courtship and Arnav gave them more then they have ever expected. That’s how Arnav was. He loved doing it, spending money on his girl friends. But Khushi was different. A smile crept on his lip and reached his eyes. She was indeed different.

“atleast open it and see” Arnav held her in his arms.

Khushi tried to protest but gave up when he promised that he will not force her to take it.

Khushi carefully unwrapped the paper and opened the box.

“This is so beautiful” she gasped. The diamond reflected its blue aura on her face, making her look like an angel.

“not as much as beautiful as you are” Arnav nuzzled his nose across her bare shoulder.

“but its expensive Arnav” she said.

“not as much as your presence in my life right now. I want to see you wearing this one day Khushi. ONLY THIS”, he stressed earning a crimson blush on her face.

Arnav untided her towel and was about to remove it entirely when her phone rang.

Khushi reluctantly reached to her phone and checked the caller ID.

“Misha Calling” Khushi frowned a little and looked at shifted her gaze towards Arnav.

“I have to take this call” Khushi said bitting her lips, she knew misha will never call Khushi, where she was unless it was absolutely necessary.

“Take it” Arnav gave her an understanding smile.

Khushi smiled back and picked it up…”hello!”

Suddenly her face drained, her yes became blank and her body became cold. Arnav quickly reached shoulder and his expression changed into concern. Khushi pressed her hand on his and tucked her lips. A tear made its way rolling down her cheeks.

She cut the call and said, “I have to go home. Misha just now had an asthma attack. She is all-alone. I have….”

Before she could complete Arnav picked her up and steadied her on the floor, we are leaving right now.

“Arnav I can manage and I am sor….” She felt his finger on her lips and his thumb wiping her tears.

“We can talk in the car. Right now we need to home” Arnav said while leaving her in the bedroom to get changed and he made his way towards the bathroom.

**

ArShi SS ~ The Charmer and his Lady ~ Part 10

Part 10

Pool of Desire

Arnav held her waist possessively with his strong arms and pulled her more towards him, crashing her petite body with his. He could easily feel her taut nipples pricking his chest with so much dominance. Sliding the arm along the length of her neck he pulled her face more deepening the kiss. Khushi hand steadied her legs holding onto his bare chest. Tracing her finger along his hard muscles she felt his skin for the first time. She realized how strong he is. She felt and unknown temptation to repeat her finger movements with her lips. Curiously she thought “how will his skin feel against her lips?”. Khushi gasped, as soon has her left breast, been cupped by his large warm hands. She struggled to mumble into his mouth protesting but her all effort went in vain when he flicked her nipples with his thumb over her dress. Khushi arched back in pleasure given him access to her long slender neck, which waited to get devoured by his warm mouth.

Her chain of thought drifted towards the incident, which happened few minutes back. “Why he backed out when he came to know that I am a virgin?” Khushi’s body immediately tensed up. “Has it got something to do with my inexperience in this field?” her heart started beating ridiculous fast. “Could it be that he wanted to be with me because I am married and he thought I will be different on bed, more experienced?” her heart sank at the thought of rejection. For he first time in her life she was shaken. All her confidence went into drain. She has faced boldly everything in her life no matter how inexperience she was. But in this field she was a novice. Gaining some knowledge about sex by seeing movie and incorporating in reality were poles apart. No matter how much someone watch those kinds of movies but doing it in reality was much tougher and especially for the first timers. And Arnav being her first made it worse for her. She knew how experience he was, she knew the kind of females he dated with, she knew his expectation will be higher than any normal guy, and she also assumed that why he wanted to have an affair with her. But unfortunately she knew she wouldn’t be able to justify to his purpose. She is no less than a teenager for him in terms of experience in bed is concerned.

Arnav slid her panty down in no time and touched her warm core. He could easily feel his effect on her the moment he touched her clit. The coolness of the pool water couldn’t hide the hotness inside her. He smiled against her lips in satisfaction and slowly started stocking her knowing that I would be her first time that someone is touching her so intimately. “why her virginity is effecting me so much?” he thought. “I have never been so attracted to someone as I am with her”, he mentally thought.

Feeling his warm finger on her core Khushi started panicking a bit. She clutched his hand with her and tried to pull back from the kiss, which they were sharing with ease. In the midst of her thought she did not realize how easy they became in kissing each other. The moment he started to dominate her, she slowed down to give him access to her full mouth and when she sensed that he wanted her to take over she gave in.

He pulled back and looked at her. His eyes were red and dark. His mouth showing its urgency to continue what they were doing, kissing each other. “this girl have no idea what these swollen lips are doing with me”, he thought. “you are a gonner Arnav” he mentally chuckled still continuing his stoke on her core.

Khushi’s knews are in the verge of buckling up. “Please stop it Arnav. I can’t bare it any more” she cried helplessly against his lips.

“say you want me” Arnav ordered her with dominance by pulled her neck crashing his mouth on her lips. “say” he let out a husky whisper pressing his hard form against her body.

Khushi could feel the pool of waves started to generate in her body. The effect of his mere request played like a spark of a matchstick, burning her down in desire. Khushi was shocked to find herself, desiring for a man like a hungry lioness starving for many days. She believed that she had a low libido, but all her assumption about herself was proved wrong the moment Arnav entered in her life. The moment she saw his picture she felt her body sending signals of temptations.

Arnav suddenly dipped inside the water and kissed her core. Khushi gasped hard this time and held her breath. A new sensation taking over her mind and body. The moment his tongue invaded inside her warm core Khushi couldn’t able to control. She nailed her shoulder due to pleaser and that was it for Arnav. Till the time a girl was timid, Arnav behaved like a teaser. But the moment he sensed her animalistic instinct he forgot all his politeness. Strangely he never had anyone till date who dared to nail him or starch him. Or maybe he did not give them any opportunity to do so. He never allowed any women to dominate him on bed. Even what he was doing with Khushi was also not what he regularly did with other women. He kept it straight and flat. He lately had reservation to suck a woman there. But with Khushi, he just couldn’t resist the temptation. He slid his finger deep inside her shaft and simultaneously flicked his tongue on her clit.

Arnav was a state level swimmer so he had and ability to stay under water for long time. So it wasn’t a tough job for him to remain inside water.

Khushi screamed in pleasure forget where they are what if someone listens to her lusty moans. Her mind went blank at the moment. No matter how much her hand iched to push him and stop him, but her mind hopelessly wanted the pleasure that Arnav was giving her.

Khushi closed her eyes and hit her back on the border of the floor. Arnav pushed himself up to breath while making her rest her legs on his shoulder, folded by her knees.

The state of Khushi which Arnav saw the moment his head was out of the water made him go mad in desire. Khushi was totally messed up and full of sex. She innocent expression, which held no pretense, made him approach her core once again, this time giving a good look at it. He held her hips and trusted his tongue inside her juicy lane. Khushi clutched his hair and pulled him more towards her core giving her consent to drive her crazy. Smooching her core passionately he was rewarded with her sweet nectar, which filled his mouth. Her hips jerk embarrassingly against his hand and her core rubbed passionately against his stubbles. “Aarrrnnav!” his name filling his ears like a sweet rhythm. “I want you” she cried urgently.

**