Tables Turned! The color of Love (Part 10)

Part 10 – The color of Love


Here's the last part on this SS...I got so many PMs to make it hawt...so hope this hawt enough for you guys ;-)


What the F***! What was with all these rasams and poojas every single day! He could barely tolerate it when all the rasams were carried out for Aksash’s wedding and now that it was his own wedding, there was  no escape route!! He was only taking the crap for 2 people his Di and Khushi, else he would have told everybody to go to hell! Thinking of Khushi, made him ache with frustration, it was so many days since he had held her or had a private word with her. She was always busy with one or the other bloody rasam and there were always so many people around her. Enough! he thought to himself as he picked his phone and dialed her number.


Khushi was lying on the bed, dreaming about her LG, preparing to fall sleep when her cell phone rang. “Hello” she said..
“What are you doing?” asked the husky voice on the other side
“Aap? I am about to sleep...” She replied in a flustered voice, surprised and happy to hear from him at the odd time.
“What are you wearing?” He asked
“Ky..kya?” she stammered in surprise
“I asked what are you wearing?”
“I.. I am wearing a salwar khameez..” she shyly replied back
“Aacha? What color?”
“P..Pink” she replied back
“What else are you wearing?” Aranv asked
“What else matlab? I am not wearing anything else..” said Khushi in a bewildered tone.
“So, you are not wearing anything inside?” asked Arnav with a smirk
“Arnavji!!” Khushi exclaimed in a shocked whisper. Ofcourse I am!”
“What’s the color?” Asked the voice from the other side
Khushi swallowed at the strange direction this conversation was going to…Her heart was beating  so fast that she had to actually clutch it.
“Answer me Khushi.."he asked again
“Black” she replied…
“And what color are your panties” he asked…
ARNAV!!! I..I.. she blushing furiously
“Answer me Khushi” he whispered softly this time…
She was blushing so furiously, she was sure her cheeks were glowing. “Let..Let me see ”she innocently replied..
Arnav’s jaw clenched at her innocent reply. The thought of her checking her own color put so many sinfully delicious possibilities in his head. He took a deep breath to calm a little.
“Black” she replied again.
“Wear Red tomorrow.” He commanded. Khushi gulped, unable to say anything at his request.


“Khushi are you not going to ask me what I am wearing?” He asked teasingly 
“Aap..What are you wearing?”  she shyly asked him
“I am wearing my cologne…and ”
“And?” she asked
“That’s it!!” He replied with a smirk
“ARNAV!!” Khushi was shocked and when she imagined what he was saying, she was a little turned on..
“Yes Khushi? Kya hua? You don’t like it?” He asked her, laughter rumbling in his chest. She was so innocent that he could resist teasing her…
“P…Please Arnav stop it…” she whispered
“Why? After our marriage, I expect that even you will only wear my cologne to bed…won’t you Khushi?”
“Arnav..I…I..please…I..” she could not put two coherent words together. She was so worked up and turned on…and she was getting a little annoyed at his deliberate teasing and the restless mood it had left her in.
“Well GN Khushi…Dream of me” he said in a laughter laced voice.
“I wont!” She replied back in frustration..
“No? you won’t dream of me? Ok then dream of my cologne... he answered openly laughing as he disconnected the phone.
Khushi kept the phone away and took deep breaths to calm herself down and went to sleep. Her dreams that night were full of her LG and his cologne.

**

Arnav was in a better mood this evening as he came home from work. Khushi would be at his place today and he was going to make sure they would get some time by themselves. He went to his bathroom to freshen up and seeing a cologne bottle in front of him, he burst out laughing. 


Khushi was floating around in RM…she was doing everything her mom, buaji and Anjaliji were asking of her, but her mind was lost with Arnav and the shocking things Arnav asked of her these days..Lost in her thoughts she kept on walking around and did not realize when a hand grabbed her and pulled her into his room.
“Hello Khushi” Arnav said.. ‘Na..Namaste’ she replied back
He turned around and locked his door. 


“Yeh..kya kar rahe hai aap? What are you doing? Somebody will come..” She squeaked…
“Don’t worry…nobody will come. The only person who dares to come to my room is DI and right now she is doing a pooja with Jijaji for the next 1 hour. So nobody’s going to come” He smirked.
“But..but..why did you” stammered Khushi
“So did you listen to what I asked of you last night?” He asked. 
Khushi blushed crimson…She looked away and then slowly nodded her head.
“Show me…” he whispered. Khushi’s shocked eyes flew to his. She just stood there, unable to move from the spot.


Arnav slowly held her hand and led her near his bed. He  gently kissed her cheeks, her neck and slowly reached behind to undo the zip holding her Khameez, and discarded the Khameez on the floor to find Khushi wearing a scarlet bra underneath. His breath hitched at seeing Khushi in Red..at his request. He could see the upper half of the breast and the rest of her full breast were enclosed in scarlet satin and lace. He could see the dark disks through the lace and his control started slipping. He groaned and bent down to take one peak in his mouth, sucking her hard through the lace. 


Khushi clutched his shoulders, moaned at the feeling of lace, and his tounge creating unbearable sensations in her. She was starting to feel so restless again. He lifted his head to see a dark stain from his saliva across her bra indicating his recent ministrations and it turned him on to no end. His hand moved down and slowly undid her salwar and it fell down to the floor in an instant. His gaze moved downwards and his breath hitched again seeing her in scarlet panties. Dear lord, She looked so sexy..wearing only two scraps of scarlet satin and lace. He wanted to pin her under him, plunge into her and take her right then and there…He closed his eyes took deep breaths to control himself. Slowly he opened his eyes and looked at Khushi’s trembling shy form. 


“Khushi you are looking beautiful! Thanks for wearing what I asked...” he said. Khushi went on clutching his shoulder for support, her eyes clenched shut in shyness. He gently hugged her and rocked her and lay her on bed with him next to her. 
He knew this was all new to her. He wanted her to be comfortable, give her time to adjust, but at the same time, he did not want to back down. He carressed her, kissing her eyelids, cheeks, nose, lips comforting her and holding her close to him. Slowly his hands slid downwards on her tummy and a little more downwards near the band of her panties. He paused for a moment to let her comprehend what he intended to do ahead before he slipped his hands inside her panties. Khushi almost stopped breathing at his touch. She wanted him to go on, and stop at the same time…it was so confusing.. She started struggling against his hand however Arnav pinned her with his leg and breathed in comforting words, but did  back down this time. He wanted to teach her, pleasure her, satisfy her, like she had done to him the other day. 


His hand moved and he gently rubbed against her nub, eliciting a deep moan at the first touch. She stopped struggling at his persistently gentle touch. She was lost to the pleasure she was feeling and nothing but his touch mattered anymore. She felt like she would die if he stopped touching her now.


Arnav was watching Khushi..her eyes closed, breathing fast, moaning at pleasure his fingers were creating…she was close.. he could tell. He slowly put one finger in her, while his thumb continuing the magic on her. Khushi yelped at the strange intrusion of his finger but his thumb continued to soothe her.  She let out a gasp at what he was doing, but it drowned in his mouth as he had started kissing her at that moment. His finger started going in and out and the other one continuing it’s motion a little faster. Khushi was in heaven, she had never felt like this…she clutched his shoulder hard…dear good she could almost feel the edge and moaned his name aloud when the feeling broke though and pleasure cascaded over her in waves. Aranv was watching her as she screamed his name when she came and he was filled with a surge of pride, tenderness and possessiveness.


She opened her eyes and looked at him, all her love visible for him in her eyes, for him to see it. 
“You liked it?” He asked. She shyly nodded, still looking at him. He slowly withdrew his finger and brought it up to his mouth to taste her. Khushi was SHOCKED at the action…
“Khushi, I want to taste you, kiss you there after marriage…you will let me..wont you?” Khushi closed her eyes and gulped at the images he created. “I..I…yes” she whispered. She didn’t think she could deny anything he asked of her.


Aranv let out a breath he was sub-consciously holding at her answer. He was turned on to a throbbing point, having Khushi like this in his arms, but he controlled himself. Today was for her…just for her, he told himself. He let her rest, catch her breath, before he asked her Khushi…"Are you alright Khushi? All Ok? what are you thinking baby?”


Khushi shyly replied..”I am thinking about what color you might be wearing?” Arav froze, forgot to breath for a moment…Probably first time in his life, his heart missed a few beats, as the implication of her question, her intentions became clear to him. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?” he hoarsely whispered back.


Khushi got up, sat on the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt with nervous hands. He kept on intensely looking at her making her all the more nervous. She lifted her hands to his face and closed his eyes. Arnav smiled at her shyness inspite of himself. She slowly divested him of his shirt and cast it aside. He..he looked so handsome..so muscled, so hard. so unlike herself... Khushi wondered in amazement. 


Arnav had opened his eyes and was looking at her, he watched every emotion that flitted across her face…curiosity, wonderment, renewed desire. His control was in tethers at her touch but he took in deep breaths for control. He wanted to let her touch him explore him at her pace, to her heart’s content…but this was sheer torture! He clenched his eyes shut praying for some more patience..He felt her soft hands on his chest, his hard abs and slowly her nervous trembling hands went to unfasten his pants and belt. He couldn’t help it anymore,  a moan escaped his lips in anticipation. 


Khushi’s hands were visibly trembling as she unfastened his pants. She was shy, but she wanted to make him happy, wanted to pleasure him,  like he had pleasured her. She removed his pants and saw him in his black boxers with his arousal clearly visible. Her breath caught at that, she had never seen a man this closely before and she looked at him in wonderment. She however didn’t know what to do…he had known how to pleasure her…what should she do? she thought to herself. She hesitantly put her hands in his boxers and reached out to touch him, take him in her hands.
Aranv’s fist clenched at her first touch. all he wanted to do right now was flip her, thrust hard into her, till he spilled into her. But he wanted to give her opportunity to explore him.. Please please please give me patience, he thought to himself…


She continued touching him hesitantly, a little unsure of what to do. She moved her finger and encountered some wetness and decided to mimic his actions. She removed her finger and brought it up to her mouth and licked it, tasting him, and whispered to Arnav…”Would you like me to kiss you there after marriage? Will you teach me how to do it?”


Hell broke loose at her question..would he like her to kiss him there? would he..dear lord, he had thought about it so many times..imagined it so many times..wondered if she would comply his request and here she was asking him if he would like it!! His control broke in a fraction of a second.She could explore him some other time! He tugged her hand making him lie on top of him and captured her lips in a hard kiss. He took her other hand and putting it back to where it was and guided her actions to what pleased him, all the while kissing her, thrusting his tongue in her mouth hard, kissing in a way that left her in no doubts as to what he really wanted to do. He moaned her name aloud, as he went over and slowly came back to earth. 


He lay there, with her in his arms, his breathing slowly returning to normal as he thought about one of the most intense feelings he had ever felt in his life..How she bewitched him..and how he loved her! What the… where did that come from? He loved her?? Did he? And he knew the answer to that question beyond any doubt now. Yes, he loved her. Next time he would tell her.


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Tables Turned! New beginnings (Part 9)

Part 9 - New Beginnings

Tears flowed out of Khushi’s eyes as she made her way back home. Every cruel word he uttered had twisted like a knife, tearing her heart into million pieces. She knew that he didn’t really mean those things, but that did not stop the pain ripping her insides. She stopped by the temple and sat there and sobbed her heart out. After what seemed like eternity she surface back. “Enough Khushi!” “You are nobody’s doormat. Move on! Show him!” she told herself. She slowly gathered her courage, picked herself up and headed for home. As expected, when she went home Buaji started asking her where she was and what she had decided and if she didn’t say anything today, they were going to call Mr. Khanna and say yes. Khushi ignored everybody and went to her bed and lay down, waiting for oblivion of sleep to claim her and soothe her.

Arnav reached home and went straight to his room, refusing to speak to anybody or refusing to eat dinner. He was in a horrible mood. Guilt ate up his insides as he recalled the things he had said to her, he wanted to hurt himself when he remembered the hurt in her eyes at his cruel words. But he hurt like hell too, and when he imagined her with somebody else a madness stole over him and he did not know how to control that madness. He imagined her being in somebody else’s arms, somebody else’s life and pain like nothing he had experienced before erupted inside him. A lone tear escaped his eyes and then another and then another…The only person who could soothe him was no longer near him...He lay down on his bed eyes wide open staring into the blankness.

Arnav didn’t sleep that night, thoughts of Khushi tormenting him. The next morning Arnav was leaving for work without eating any breakfast and Anjali scolded him and insisted that he eat something. He forced himself to eat something for the sake of his Di. She was talking something which was not even registering in his brains when suddenly he heard Khushi's name in the conversation and his attention snapped. “Chote…Chote did you hear, Khushiji is getting engaged with Nishant, Mr. Khanna’s son?” A raging volcano erupted within him again and he threw the bowl aside and left  the table, leaving Anjali bewildered. The next couple of days were no better, anger, rage, jealousy, pain slowly consuming him. That evening he come home with thoughts of Khushi tormenting him, when he saw the source of his torment sitting their looking serenely beautiful in a white salwar khamzeez  and next to her was ‘him’. Murderous rage came over him seeing them together and he walked away spitting fury at her with his eyes. Anjali called Arnav to introduce him to Mr. Khanna’s son, but he ignored and just walked away, holding on to any little resemblance of control left in him.

Khushi appeared outwardly calm on well, but internally she was nervous at seeing him and she spilled some tea on her dress in her flustered state. Anjali told her that she should use the guest room to wash out the spill, otherwise it would stain her beautiful dress. Khushi got up and went to the guest room, locked it and removed her khameez to wash the tea stain in the bathroom. Unknown to her, Arnav was watching the whole scene...he saw Khushi get up and walk towards the guest room and heard the click of the door getting locked. He got the spare keys to the guest room, opened the door, locked it and purposefully walked towards Khushi who was standing there only in her salwar bottoms & bra, holding her khameez in her hands.

“Arnavji!!! What are you doing here?Please go…” she gasped crossing her hands over her breasts. Arnav paid no heed but continued towards her, taking purposeful strides. “Arnavji…what are you…” But she could not continue as he had grasped her shoulders and pulled her towards him. “Khushi..Are you going to let him hold you like this?”  “What??” asked Khushi thoroughly shocked..He bent down and kissed her hard on her mouth..”Are you going to let him kiss you like that?”  Every word he uttered was stabbing his heart further, but he could not stop himself. In one flick, he removed her bra and held her naked breasts with his hands and hoarsely muttered..”Are you going to let him hold you, touch you, kiss you like this?” Khushi was quietly sobbing, hurting at his every word...”Answer me Khushi!!” rasped Arnav.

Rage coursed through her, How dare he! How dare he ask her such things! She pushed him with all her strength and shouted at him. “Yes. Mr, Raizada…I will let him do all those things…and more. And I will do all those things to him and then some more. You understand!”

“Khushi!!!” Arnav gasped, unable to believe what he was hearing. But there was no stopping her. She was on a roll here, all the suppressed  pent-up hurt finding an outlet. “Why do you care? what difference does it make to you? You have had better, didn't you? Maybe I should have better too Mr. Raizada.”
“KHUSHI!!!” Arnav roared again, and closed his eyes at waves of pain engulfed him at the thought of Khushi and that guy doing all those things…
“What happened Arnav, you didn’t like that I reminded you that I could do these things with some other guy? You didn’t like that I made you realize that I could enjoy it more with him then with you?” asked Khushi.. NO NO NO his mind screamed in pain, the agony beyond the realms of being bearable. 
"NO" he shouted. "you cannot belong to anybody else, you are mine..only mine, SAMJHI TUM!”

"What is this I hear? a little bit if action between us and you think I belong to you?" Khushi lashed out and threw back his own words back at him..

Arnav took a deep breath and answered.."Yes you do. You belong to me. I am sorry Khushi...for saying all those things. I...I really am. I didn't mean a single one of them"he whispered...

“I don't believe in marriage but your family wants you to get married, then we will get married…but don’t even think you can be anybody else’s but me!" he gently whispered..

“Why” Khushi asked, willing for him to answer at what she could see in his eyes. His heart was bared and visible in his eyes for a moment before he looked away hearing her question. “Why Arnav? Answer me!” Khushi insisted. Arnav tried to move away but Khushi hugged him tighter, pressing her body close to him. “Why Arnav?” Arnav took a deep breath, his face burrowed in her neck, breathing her in,  he slowly opened his mouth and tenderly kissed her neck, and gently rocked her, trying to put his answer feelings in action, things he was unable to say aloud. Khushi understood him, but  she promised herself that she would make him admit it aloud one day.  For now this would do. She gave in and rested her head on his shoulder and time stood still for them. It was a minute, no an hour, maybe an eternity that they stood there in each others arms finding solace with each other after past few days of sheer hell. Slowly Arnav moved her to the bed, lay her down and lay next to her, his head and face resting on her soft breasts, enjoying her lovingly stroking his hair, savoring the calm and peace she brought in his life. They lay there peacefully in each others arms, feeling bliss and contentment. How did he survive before she came along? He thought in wonderment….He sighed and nuzzled his head deeper in her, opening his eyes to find her beautiful crested peak just inches away from his mouth. Emotions changed in a fraction of  a second. The peace and contentment turned to a slow burning flame, a longing and he opened his mouth to capture her perfect pink nipple into his mouth and sucked at it, eliciting a startled pleasure filled gasp from Khushi.  “Aa..Arnav? what are you doing?, why?”

“You talk too much”..growled Arnav, “I will have to do something about it” and covered her mouth with his own, subtly silencing all her questions as she drowned under the onslaught of this tongue and she started kissing him back, feeling truly alive after so many days.

Arnav slowly turned so he was now lying on top of her and gently ran a hand over her bare back and lower to her salwar clad butt, gently caressing her there. Khushi moaned and closed her eyes shut. “Khushi, open your eyes, look at me.” Khushi slowly opened her eyes for find herself staring into his desire darkened orbs. Without breaking his eye-lock, he slowly nudged her legs apart with his knees and pressed his arousal to the core of her femininity, gently moving a little, relishing the pleasure he was providing her. He moved again and again, making her moan his name aloud in pleasure. “Next time Khushi we will do the same thing but with no clothes in between us. I want to feel your bare skin against mine.”

“Arnav!!” Khushi said in a hoarse voice, as heat pooled at her core, where she felt him pressed against her, wanting badly to feel him like he had said…curiosity and excitement building passion at the thought. She closed her eyes, unable to look at him, her mind lost at the wanton images his words had evoked, breathing hard to control the direction her thoughts were taking her. Arnav clenched his jaw in frustration, she was one responsive woman, he could read the desire in her eyes, he could read the longing to do what he wanted to do so clearly before she closed her eyes. He rolled over her, trying to take deep breaths to tame down his desire. This was not the place or the time but soon enough…soon enough he would take both of them to heaven…

A loud knock from outside broke his train of thoughts… Khushi jumped at the knock and looked with shock to Arnav. “Khushiji are you in there? asked Anjali from the other side. Khushi looked at Arnav with panic and mouthed…”now what..where will you go…please hide.” But Arnav refused, "No, enough of hiding, no more…” he replied.

Khushi did not understand, “please please Arnavji hide” she requested. He didn’t listen, “Khushi wear your clothes…”and then he took a deep breath and replied to Di. “Di.. give us a minute. Khushi is opening the door in a moment” leaving Khushi open mouthed. “Chote!! you are in there, with Khushiji, what are you doing in there?” came a flabbergasted question from the other side. Slowly Khushi  got up and opened the door unable to meet Anjaliji’s eyes. Anjali looked at the scene, Chote sitting on the bed, with his hair disheveled, Khushi’s tear stained eyes, but at the same time her eyes glowing and cheeks blushing red. “Chote, Khushiji, what’s happening in here?” 

“Di, Khushi and I are getting married”replied Arnav..

“WHAT!!! WHAT? what did you say? How?” asked a shocked Anjali, but things finally started to fall in place…Khushi’s announced engagement, his grouchy mood, his terrible temper! Her brother had finally fallen in love and a smile appeared on her face only to falter at the next thought…But what about Mr Khanna’s son…what about him..poor guy! she thought"What about Nishant, what will you guys tell him?” She questioningly looked at both of them. Arnav’s looked away, his blood boiled at the mere mention of his name but Khushi answered he…”Woh actually Anjaliji, there is no need..I..I had met him today morning to just tell him that I could not get married to him, or go ahead with the engagement…he understood and was fine with it…”

Arnav looked stunned!! His shock visible clearly on his face. Anjali’s face broke into unrestrained grin at her answer, she could not control her happiness anymore. Nani…Nani..she shouted.”Come on chote, Khushi we have got to go to Nani and take her blessings” and started leaving. Khushi looked at Arnav and started to follow Anjali, when Arnav said “Ek minute Khushi….” Khushi stopped to turn back and look at him ”You didn't intend to go ahead with the engagement…Why? Why did you say no to him Khushi?” Arnav asked, waiting for her to admit it, admit her feelings for him. “The same reason, you could not bear for him or anybody else to touch me…” she replied back cheekily.

“Coming?” Khushi asked. "You go. I will be there in a few minutes." replied Arnav back.  Khushi questioningly looked at him. He slowly got up from the bed and gazed downwards where his arousal was still clearly visible. “It takes a few minutes for a guy, you know...” he whispered making Khushi blush a deep red as she understood his meaning. “This time I will let you go, but don’t think you can escape so easily next time.” he smirkingly replied as Khushi made a dash out of there.

Tables Turned: The calm before the Storm (Part 7)

Part 7 – The calm before the storm

Khushi was lying under him, her face flushed with pleasure as he thrust into her. A moan escaped her lips as he started building the rhythm, his thrusts becoming more deeper and faster. He looked at her, cupped her face, and whispered in a  hoarse voice “Stay with me Khushi” but she couldn’t control, she moaned his name aloud, as pleasure washed over her. Hearing his name on her lips as she gave in, Aranv gave one final hard thrust and let himself go too, to find release in her sweet young body, finding peace at last…..Arnav woke up with a start..drenched with sweat, and breathing very harsh. It had been like that since past few days since that incident in his room. The image of Khushi in red lingerie with her gorgeous breasts exposed was still imprinted in his brains. He groaned, frustrated with unfulfilled desire. He had never known what it was to be frustrated..in the past there was a never ending supply of women he could pick from, he never had any dearth of women earlier, but now the only woman he wanted...no needed, was not available. To make the matters worse, Khushi had been hell bent on avoiding him since that day. She had dallied coming to RM much, and even if she did come, she made sure not to look at him in the eye or be in a situation where they were alone. Why, was she avoiding him? Was it too much for her? Hope she was not disgusted with what had happened...Damn! Well he was not going to wait anymore. He couldn’t take the angst anymore. He got up from the bed and picked up his car keys and left his home.

**

Khushi was lying in her bed, sleep eluding her..it was the same story since that day with him. Pleasure and guilt washed over her at the memories. Hey DM…I am sorry..she felt confused at the intimate things that had happened between them…should these kind of things happen only between husband and wife? She didn’t know. She was deep in her thoughts when her phone started buzzing. Who was calling her at this time? She thought in a puzzled manner. “Hello” she answered.

“Khushi..”

“Aap”

“Haan mein. Come out in 5 minutes” the voice said

“What???” Khushi asked in shock

“I said come out in 5 minutes, I am waiting for you outside”

“But But..now? How can I come out now” Khushi asked

“Either you come out or I am ringing your bell and coming in” he replied.

“What…Are you crazy Don’t come in, what will I tell buaji and ammaji” Khushi replied angrily

“That’s your problem..Khushi, either you come out or I am coming in..” he repeated again

“Fine..I am coming out” Crazy LG”, she muttered under her breath.

She fed some silly excuse to her jiji and went outside to meet him, muttering under her breath at his bullying.

She quietly opened her main door and stepped outside, her hair loose, face devoid of any makeup and wearing a white salwar khameez,  which had become thin over years of use. The light behind her illuminated her figure and Aranv could clearly see her silhouette outlined against the light tightening his already tensed lower body further.

He opened his car door as she came near. Khushi immediately started asking a barrage of questions “what is this? why are you here at this time? You know what time it is? You can’t order me like that” But Arnav just shoved her in closed the door and started driving..

“Arey…what are you doing? How can you do this? Don’t you have”

Arnav cut her off and asked her point blank..”Khushi why are you avoiding me?”

“K-Kya” Khushi stammered

“You heard me…Why have you been avaoiding me since that day.. when I kissed you there”

Khushi blushed crimson…”Arnavji, pleasee”

“Khushi just answer me. “ He had now stopped the car and turned sideways folded his hands and glared at her questioningly.

Khushi further blushed. She lowered her gaze and couldn’t meet his eyes…Looking at Khushi in an embarrassed state, he softened a little. He held Khushi’s hand and pulled her towards him, so that she now was sitting on his lap and he asked her gently, “What happened Khushi, why are you avoiding me? Was it too much? did you not like what I did that day?”

Khushi blushed even more but couldn’t not answer to his gentleness and shook her head in reply "no it’s not like that.”  “Then what is it, khushi, tell me” he asked

“Woh woh Arnavji, we shouldn’t have done it…it’s not right, it’s not normal..and I didn’t know that people did what you did.” she hid her face in is neck, unable to look at him.

Arnav’s heart contracted with tenderness at her innocence. How could he forget she was such an innocent! He brushed her lips with his and whispered, “Khushi what happened between us was perfectly normal. You know these things happen between two people…There are other things that happen between a man and a woman like...”

”Hush” Khushi covered his mouth with her hand, feeling extremely shy. “I may not know all, but I am not stupid. I know what happens between a man and a woman.”

“Really Khushi, you know? Good then tell me.” He said with a smirk on his face. Khushi looked at him with a shocked face and asked “What???”

“You said you know, so tell me what happens between a man and a woman.” he smirked even further

“Of course I am not telling you…” she shot back in a scandalized tone, now struggling to get up from Arnav’s lap.

But Arnav’s grip didn’t ease, and he continued holding her from her waist.. “Tell me or how else do I know that you really know it.” Holding her after so many days, breathing in her scent, feeling her warm body, talking about sex and having her delectable bottom move in his lap, rubbing against him as she was struggling to get free was not doing him any favors and he was getting more hard with every minute…

“Arnavji please…” she continued her struggle to get up from his lap and accidentally pushed herself against his arousal and immediately moved back as if scorched and her nervous eyes flew to him.

She stilled herself…and whispered “Arnav please let me go.”

He leaned in and bit her earlobe and whispered in her ears, “So you do know something about what happens between a man and a woman.” He shifted a little so she moved again and her soft bottom was again pressed against his arousal. She could feel the heat emanating from him, imprinting her…

She tried to move away but he firmly held her, “Arnav” she whispered, “please.. let me go.”

“Why” he asked not letting her move

“because...because..I don't know..it’s not right” she whispered

“It’s so right. How can it not be right when it feels so good.” He closed his eyes and moved her against him, holding her by waist. A moan escaped his lips as he felt her soft warm bottom against him.

Khushi swallowed, watched his face in fascination. She felt so heady with power and at the same time her heart filled with a tender ache to know how strongly he was affected by her. He moved her again and again and again and his face took a strange harshness, his breathing turning very shallow. Khushi felt strangely powerless to want to do anything but give in and obey him. He went on, moving her a little faster…till he bit back a moan and finally stopped. A thin sheen of sweat had broken over him and he looked finally at peace. Slowly he opened his eyes... 

Khushi watched him with unsure eyes, confused expression. “Khushi, you do know what happened here, don’t you?” he asked. But she kept on staring at him, a little unsure, unable to comprehend completely. He smiled and leaned forward and whispered in her ears to what had happened here, what she had given him. Khushi turned beet red when she listened and refused to meet his eyes and resumed her struggle to get out of his lap. But Arnav held on steadfast. He put one hand on her chin and lifted it up till she met his eyes. “Khushi, listen to me, this is normal, these things do happen between people seeing each other. There is nothing to be embarrassed about.” Khushi still didn’t look up. She had never felt so embarrassed…or so excited…or so out of her depth.

“Khushi, I am serious. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I don’t want you to avoid me for the next 2 weeks because of this. Do you understand?” She nodded a little.. “Khushi I didn’t plan this, it just happened for me. I am not going to say I regret it, cause I don’t. It was amazing. I can make it amazing for you too, if you let me….” 

“Arnav!!!” Khushi almost yelled in embarrassment. “I am going from here.” Inspite of himself Arnav smiled. “Ok Ms. KKG we will go slow..but no more hiding, do you hear me? I wont let you.” She nodded again, still not looking at him. He lifted her chin and looked in her eyes, “Khushi you trust me don’t you?” She nodded. He smiled and kissed her nose. “Good, no need to worry then. Everything will be alright tomorrow” And with that he started driving them back.

**

Arnav was lying in his bed…finally at peace a smile curved on his face as he slept…totally clueless of the impending storm waiting at his doorstep ready to create havoc in his life tomorrow.

Tables Turned - To the other side (Part 6)

Part 6 – To the other side

Arnav was laying on the bed thinking about earlier events. These days his every conscious and subconscious thoughts seemed to be occupied by Khushi. But today was something special…he could not stop smirking to himself. Khushi was one fiery woman, his woman! and he was going to love experiencing that side of her. She had challenged him today, not overtly, but it was there in her every action, every word and every gaze of hers. He loved all her challenges…it made him feel alive and this sexual challenge that she had thrown at him was better than anything else. He was going to love it when she tried to win, and he was going to love when he tried to win. And she was such an innocent that he knew it was just a matter of time before she gave in..before he could pick his price…and what a price it would be….He was loving this.

**

It was a beautiful morning, bright and sunny, just like Khushi’s mood. She had a plan that she intended to carry out. One more step in bringing the mighty Mr. ASR on his knees. She grinned at her deviousness and dialed Anjaliji to set it in action.

**

Khushi and Anjali wanted to gift Payal a set of clothes that Akash had designed This would be a a gift to both of them for them as honeymoon. Khushi had further suggested that she could try the pieces they wanted to gift Payal as she and Payal were the same size and maybe Arnavji could give suggestions if they required any alteration? She had laughed in her mind when she thought of the great business tycoon ASR seeing if any piece required alteration!! But it was worth a try! Worth to see the look on his face.

**

Khushi reached RM and they were planning out how to get Arnav involved, when Arnav himself walked down. Anjali daringly asked, “Chote, can you please please do us a favor?” 

“Kya di?” Arnav replied. 

Anjali told him of their request and Arnav exclaimed “What the” in shock. He started to argue further when he saw Khushi’s mischief filled eyes mocking him, daring him. 

Understanding dawned..well he was not ASR for nothing. “I think it’s a great idea! I know Akash, he will be very happy to see Payal in his creations. Let me ask Aman to send for some pieces that Akash had designed right now and Khushi can model it in my room.” And with that giving Khushi a predatory smile he went away.

Khushi’s mocking smile slipped a little on seeing Arnav’s reaction. This is not what she had imagined him reacting at all. Suddenly her idea did not seem all that appealing! Hey DM, she prayed…stay with me.

**

An hour later, Khushi, Arnav and Anjali were sitting in Arnav’s room. There were a bunch of outfits lying there and Anajli had selected a few for Payal and handed it to Khushi to try them on. Khushi picked up the first piece and hesitantly went to change in Arnav’s bathroom.  Anjali sat on Arnav’s bed and Arnav lay down, lying on one hand waiting for Khushi to come out.

Khushi opened the door, and came out wearing a black chiffon salwar suit, fitted to her body, nice modest neckline but dipping quite low at the back, tied together with a single dori at the back. Anajali loved the piece! It had looked great on the rack but even better when Khushi had worn it. She exclaimed in delight! "It’s awesome!. You are looking great! What do you think Chote?" Arnav looked at Khushi from head to toe as if analyzing the dress but Khushi knew the look, she had seen this look in the studio before. He was mentally undressing her! Goosebumps broke on Khushi’s skin and she lowered her eyes. Arnav smirked. He got up from his bed and walked up to Khushi, still pretending to check out the dress. He stood next to Khushi, one hand on her wrist as if checking the sleeves, but slowly his other hand stealthily went to her back and his fingers moved up and down her bare skin. Khushi gasped! “Do you think we should shorten the sleeve length Di?” he asked. All the time his fingers creating havoc on her back. 

“Hmm..I don’t know, what do you think Khushiji?” asked Anjali 

"Yes, what do you think Khushi?" Arnav asked, at the same time pulling her dori and untying it making her gasp even further.  “I..I..” stammered Khushi. “Yes Khushi, what do you think?" Arnav asked as he continued tracing patterns on her back. Khushi jerked back..”I think it’s good as is, why don’t I try another dress” and she ran from there away from those disturbing hands and smirking eyes.

This was not going as Khushi had planned. She took a deep breath and came back back wearing another of Akash’s creation a beautiful midnight blue dress. It was modest enough that Payal would wear it, maybe she may feel awkward at first but knowing that it was their honeymoon and that Akash jiju had designed it. She would definitely wear it. Khuhsi was feeling very happy for her jiji. She came out looking radiant, thinking of her jiji.

This was the first time Arnav had seen Khushi in something other than salwar suits or saree. She looked gorgeous in that dress. Looking at her from strictly fashion sense, she had a beautiful body that complemented and enhanced any dress. Innocent face, reasonable full breasts, slim waist, curved hips and long slim legs. She would make a beautiful model! Not that he would let her..she could model as much as she’d like exactly as she was doing now, in his room..only for him..only in front of his eyes! 

“Chote…Chote..what do you think” Anjali asked and broke his train of thoughts. Again Arnav got up from the bed and walked predatorily towards Khushi. Khushi swallowed and took a step back. Arnav did not miss her reaction and a barest hint of smile escaped his lips. He folded his hands and went near Khushi, looked her from top to bottom and said it looked good and started to go back. Khushi released the breath she had been unconsciously holding. When Arnav came back. He touched Khushi’s neckline making Khushi take in a sharp breath and jump at the touch. “Maybe the neckline should be a little higher, you know Payal and Akash may both feel more comfortable..actually on second thoughts maybe not” And with that walked away back to bed. Khushi knew Arnav was doing this on purpose, but she could not control her body’s reaction.

Anajali unaware of all the undercurrents passing between them wanted to select something different for Payal and she went to the rack to choose something new. She chose an outfit and gave it to Arnav to pass it to Khushi when Nani called her and she went downstairs. Arnav looked at the piece Di had given it to him and mischievously  changed it for a red sexy lingerie and went near Khushi and handed it to her. "Here's the next piece for you to try out" he said.

Khushi was shocked…”What? Yeh? how can I wear this? That also in front of you?” she muttered

“Why not?, It’s just a matter of time when you will wear even less in front of me..You know that Khushi…as well as I do” Arnav replied.

"Arnavji!!" Khushi gasped.

"Khushi tell me something I am so intrigued by it. Sometimes you call me Arnavji, like now..sometimes, like yesterday when your eyes were closed, you called me Arnav..and that day in your house you whimpered my name Arnav in pleasure…and the other day in the studio, you moaned out my name Aa.rr.naavvv please..please don’t stop. Why do you that? What makes you call me, call my name in different ways?"

Khushi was blushing fiercely remembering all the things Arnav was making her slyly remember. Yesterday's kiss, the day in her house when he made her sit on his lap and kissed her, the day in the studio when she was buzzed and hitting on him…He was making love to her with his words. She was getting turned on and he seemed to know the effects of his words on her.

"Arnav please stop"

"Stop what?"

"Stop what you are doing"

"What am I doing.."

"You are.. you are.. you are"

"Yes I am what," he taunted her

"You are making my heart beat fast!" She whispered in frustration, 

Suddenly Anjali opened the door and walked towards them. "Khushiji whats happening? did you try the new dress?What’s that in your hand?"

Before Khushi could say anything, Arnav spoke "Actually Khushi thought that maybe since it’s their honeymoon, she should pick something..and pointed to the piece in Khushi’s hand. She was just feeling embarrassed that I was around.. But no worries, I am leaving." and with that he walked away from there, leaving Khushi embarrassed, shocked and opened mouthed at his actions. What a devil! Well she would get back at him!

Anjali completely believed Arnav and just giggled at Khushi’s naughty thought and said Akash and Payal would love it and said that now that they were done, she needed to help nani and would meet Khushi downstairs.

Khushi started to fold and pack all the clothes for Payal with the red piece right on top when she got a brilliant idea to get back at Arnav. Khushi picked up the red piece and went to the bathroom and changed in to it and then with  trembling hands dialed Arnav’s number from her cell phone. "Arnavji I need your opinion on one final dress. Can you help?" Arnav was surprised at Khushi's request! "Fine I will be there."

In two minutes Khushi could hear footsteps in the room. She cautiously opened the bathroom door to peek outside to see if anybody else was there. And finding no one but Arnav, she slowly opened the door wearing only the sexy red piece that Arnav had picked and came out. 

Arnav froze in his tracks! His eyes glued to the siren in front of him. She was wearing the red lingerie he had picked and taking the meaning of sexy to a new level. Her curvaceous body was displayed enough to send his blood rushing to his head and concealed enough to overwork his imagination. He could see the top of her full breast against the red fabric, the rest of her beautiful breasts were concealed under satin and lace but in his mind, he could see them, making his blood rush downwards. He could see her slim tiny waist, her round belly button and then the endless slim legs. They seem never-ending. He could easily imagine them wrapped around his waist. He always knew she had a gorgeous body, but the full impact of this was just hitting him right now.

He turned around and locked the door and slowly walked towards Khushi. Khushi had intended to turn around and lock the bathroom door once Arnav saw her and she saw his reaction. She had meant to tease him just get back to him for his earlier mischief, but looking at the raw passion blazing in his eyes, she had frozen to the spot, incapable of making any movement. 

Arnav stopped in front of her, his eyes never leaving her face for a moment. Khushi was starting to tremble. Arnav lifted his hand and ran his fingers on the bare hands starting from the tips of her fingers, moving caressingly up to her shoulders, slowly slipping his fingers underneath the strap of the top and tantalizingly he pulled it down. Khushi gasped “Arnav!" But he didn’t stop. He went on pulling it down, lower and lower till a perfect round breast was exposed to his gaze. His breath hitched and turned harsh looking at Khushi. Khushi was trembling. "Arnav please" she whimpered, trying to frantically to cover herself. 

But Arnav held on, "Khushi, you are beautiful!" He slowly leaned in and kissed khushi on the sweet spot near her ears making her moan. He gently moved down placing open mouthed kisses finally capturing one perfect breast in his mouth envelping it in warm moistness and kissing her. 

Khushi moaned deeply. Khushi never felt anything like this ever!! The whirlwind of emotions that were raging through her. She wanted him to stop but go on at the same time. The image of his dark head nestled against her fairness was making her go crazy. She felt heat pooling in the pit of her stomach. she felt beyond herself She moaned again, cluching his hair. Arnav slowly looked up at Khushi’s glazed eyes, sensuality and passion,  brimming in those innocent eyes...

"Khushi do you like it when I do that?" He asked. Khushi closed her eyes and swallowed, unable to say anything. "Khushi answer me..do you like it when I kiss you there?" Arnav asked.

"Arnav!!" Khushi exclaimed blush staining her cheeks deep red.

"Tell me Khushi I want to hear you say it."

"Y-Yes" she stammered. 

Arnav could see confusion on her face. He hoped that this was not too much or too fast for her.  He wanted to protect her..reassure her...

"Khushi, what are you thinking? Baby, what do you want?" He asked reassuringly..

"Do it again"..she whispered

Arnav was stunned! shocked! turned on! Behind the shy innocent girl, hid a highly passionate woman. She would give him the world but demand equally too. God! she would burn him up when they would do it!! Arnav swallowed, he slowly pulled the other strap down and bent down to kiss the other breast, only this time, he took it in his mouth and sucked her nipple, creating warm moist suction. Another moan escaped her lips. She held on to Arnav for support incase her knees might buckle in. 

Arnav looked up and saw Khushi’s face, passion written on it,  echoing his own inner turmoil. Her beautiful face mirrored the feelings that he had evoked in her. He could read it in her eyes that she wanted more, she wanted a respite to the strange restlessness she was feeling, even if she herself was not aware of it or unable to comprehend it. He had enough experience to know what it meant. This was getting out of hand. He had to do something about it..soon..he couldn’t control it any longer.

Khushi was trying to contorl her breathing. She was shocked! Shocked at the intensity of the feelings she felt..at the intimate thing Arnav had done..at the way she requested..no demanded that he do it again..how she had wanted something more. What was all this? She was so confused…She picked up her clothes, changed in the bathroom and ran out of his room…without even glancing at him…

 

Tables Turned! This too shall pass (Part 8)

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Prologue - Set after the Sangeet, Arnav and Khushi both bicker over who has won the bet, finally they settle that it's a tie and both won. Arnav wants retribution and wants Khushi to follow up on her words. 

This SS slowly unravels the passionate side of Arnav & Khushi which is inevitable considering their personalities. As the story moves ahead, new facets of their relationship comes forth, but the underlying theme remains the same - Passion!

Hope you enjoy! 

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Part 8  - This too shall pass 

(Hehe..could not resist the title. The title is my lame attempt at sarcastic humor, in the hope that Mr. LM’s storm will pass equally soon ;-D)

Arnav’s eyes stirred open after a peaceful night of sleep. He wished she was here, sleeping next to him, her body curving with his, her legs tangled with his, his hands cupping her breast…Damn! He was aroused! If she were here, he would have a go one more time and quite possibly once more, before he would even consider stopping. His lips curved into a slow smile, what a delicious way to start the morning!! He needed to talk to her about having a serious relationship with him. He knew what he felt for her was special, rare in his opinion, but she came from a very conservative background, and his views about marriage had not changed…or had they? 

**

Garima was bawling, crying her eyes over and Buaji’s abuse had not stopped. Buaji and Garima were very very angry and disappointed with Khushi. They had a very good proposal for Khushi from Mr. Khanna’s family. Mr. Khanna’s family was very well reputed, and their son had seen Khushi dancing during the sangeet and fallen in love with her at first sight. They were so ecstatic at receiving the proposal but their balloon had been quickly burst when Khushi said she was not ready for marriage as yet. No matter the how much they had cajoled her, she was not ready to budge. Buaji had threatened her to let them know by today and then had gone on about how ungrateful she was, and this was the way she was paying her family for them adopting her and taking her in…Finally unable to take the verbal abuse anymore, Khushi had ran to the mandir knowing fully well that the matter would continue the moment she returned home. They had also asked her why she didn’t want to marry Mr. Khanna's son and she had not been able to give a satisfactory answer.


Sitting in the temple, she thought about all the things that had happened between her and Arnav, how she craved for his touch, how her heart became tender when she thought about him, how his pain became hers, she was sure this was love and that she loved him. But did he feel the same? Did he return her feelings? She didn’t know but she needed to find out. With nervous determination, Khushi dialed Arnav's number. Arnav's cell phone rang and he was surprised to see Khushi call him. “Hello” he barked into the phone. Khushi was taken aback at the cold reception but she gathered courage and said if she could meet him today, it was urgent. He said fine and asked her to come to his office in an hour around 6.00 PM.

Khushi hesitantly started towards his office, a little nervous to approach him. What would she tell him? What reason did she even have to confide in him? What relationship did they share? For all purposes they just had some intimate moments..he had not promised her anything more or for that matter even talked anything remotely serious. Under what assumptions was she going to talk to him? She felt very unsure and foolish but she knew in her heart she had to talk to him. She prayed DM for courage as she reached his office.

**

Arnav was little curious and puzzled by Khushi’s phone. Hope it was nothing serious as she never called him or requested to meet him at work. Hope she was OK! Thinking of her softened his face a little. He closed his eyes and remembered last night, the feel of her soft warm body against his, the expression on her face when he had explained her about the satisfaction she had given him and his face broke into a smile. How he would love to repeat the experience again, but maybe this time, same things but without any clothes between them! Sweet lord , he was starting to feel hot just thinking about it. But thinking about her was also like a soothing balm on this very tiresome day. Well she was coming here and  it would be good to see her, hold her. It was already evening and most of his staff had gone home, he wickedly thought.


Khushi opened his office door after timidly knocking it to find him majestically sitting in his chair, both hands resting behind his head. He just watched her as she came in and continued staring at her, without uttering a single word. Khushi nervously waited, for him to show some signs of acknowledging her, some encouragement so that she could broach the topic, but he continued to look at her with his hot eyes. She coughed apprehensively and took in a deep breath and spoke. “Woh..Arnavji, I needed to talk to you.” He slowly got up from his chair and walked towards her with a glass of water in his hand. He took a sip of water and took some water from the glass and sprinkled on her face mischievously “Haan bolo Khushi, I am listening” “Woh Woh…” unable to continue seeing his present mood. “Haan Bolo Khushi” he asked again. She gazed downwards and said in a very small voice…”buaji and ammji has fixed my engagement with Mr. Khanna’s son and I..I don’t…” The glass he was holding slipped from his hand and dropped to the floor and shattered in to many pieces. He just looked at her with a stupid expression on his face for a moment, unable to react and then roughly grabbed her shoulders and pushed her into the wall and ask in a dangerously low voice, “What did you say Khushi? care to repeat” She could not reply and continued looking at her feet. “KHUSHI !! What did you say? SAY AGAIN!! ” his voice boomed harshly, his grip tightening. Khushi flinched but met his eyes  squarely,“buaji and ammji has fixed my engagement with Mr. Khanna’s son...” Arnav’s grip on Khushi tightened even further and rage coursed through him. He bent down his head and pushed his lips against her in a kiss that meant to be cruel and punishing. Khushi tried pushing him away trying to beat against his chest, but her attempts against his powerful body were at best feeble. Khushi whimpered in pain at his merciless kissing, his hard body painfully pressed to hers and tears started flowing from her eyes. Arnav could taste her salty tears and finally lifted his head to look at her with hate filled eyes. “Arnavji, you are hurting me”…Khushi sobbed.. “Hurting you..hurting you…what about what you are doing to me!” he thundered.


“Arnavji I have not said yes to them…I..I could not..But they want me to marry. They told me it was the least I could do for my Bauji”  Khushi whispered in between sobs..”that’s why I wanted to speak to you”.


Arav’s mind was filled with sheer rage and jealousy at the mere thought of Khushi’s engagement with that other guy. Insecurity and pain of loosing her was making him blind to every other emotion, to everything else. He wanted to lash out and hurt her as much as he was hurting at the moment. “Wow! Thanks for the small mercy!” But what do you want me to do about it!! Oh now I get it, you actually thought I would hear this and ask you to marry me..did you?" he asked with a scornful laugh. “Some action between us, and looks like things have gone to your head. Khushi, you and I are good…but not that good and to be honest, I have had better, way better” he said derisively.


Khushi could not believe what she was hearing..How could you be so cruel? Do I mean nothing to you? Am I so cheap in your mind? Her eyes screamed at him… her wounded heart reflecting in her eyes, communicating to him things she could not speak aloud. She gasped on a sob, but lifted her chin a fraction. “In that case please forgive me Mr Raizada. I have wasted your precious time. I will show myself out” and left his office with her head held high.

Arnav watched her as she left his office, left his life. He felt his heart break in to million tiny pieces. He threw things around his office, smashing some of them to pieces but nothing soothed the pain burning in his heart.

Part 7 The calm before the storm

Part 6 To the other side

Part 5 Student becomes the teacher

Part 4 The initiation

Part 3 The promise

Part 2 Role Reversal

Part 1 The bet