The forced marriage part 31

Khushi opens her eyes difficultly to find that two eyes are staring at her…his brown eyes…she tries to remember yesterday…she remembers how she drinks that strange juice and then how he was there for her because she was lost…

Ar: -Good morning!

Kh:- Arnavji!...I…

Ar:-it hurt? did you have a headache?

-what? (she said worried)

-you get drunk, yesterday, Khushi?

She looks at him, he continues:

-did you remember something?

Khushi stares at him…images comes back to her mind, her stupid question, the way she tells him that her heart is beating fast…the way she tells him that he's handsome, she told him about his dadi, how he takes care about her, how…she…remembers everything but she answered:

-N…No! Nothing!

-nothing?

-No! (She answers confident)

-Not even the kiss? (Arnav wants to tease her and in the same time he wants her to confess that she remembers everything)

-No! There’s no kiss

-yes! There is a kiss but you, hmmm, yes, you don’t remember anything!

-No! I’m sure!

-yes and not only a kiss!

-I said no! I’m sure!

-So you remember?

-No! but I’m sure we didn’t kiss each other!

-Khushi! If you try to remember; this will be really better for you!

(He knew she was lying and she can’t said that she remembers all what she said to him, yesterday, she can’t…she said many dangerous things and now, she’s just acting that she don’t remember)

-Khushi! You lie like you breath those days! You better said the truth! We need to discuss some issues! And to resolve some unresolved things, you know that?

Khushi looks at him, he was serious but no, she don’t want to discuss anything, she’s scared, she turns to the other side of the bed, moving away from his arms and she covers her head with the blanket…a little, irresponsible girl…yes! She was like that…she don’t want to face the truth, no, not after spending a romantic, unconscious night, like yesterday between his arms, no! no! no! she refuses…she needs some seconds of peace!...and now, he will want to know about his dadi, he wants to know details…and that will remain her to think about the necessary separation between them….which she refuses to admit, this morning…

-Khushi! You know that this blanket will never hide you from me, forever!

She, suddenly, leave the bed, and :

Kh:-I need to take a cold shower, now!

She runs to the bathroom but before she could close the door, he was, just in time to stop her…and holding her to catch her…as she insists to push him out and close the door…he enters with her to stop her and the two of them moves in all directions…they closed the door with their bodies…with their bodies… they brought down the towels and the emergency box…Khushi was laughing…because to stop her, he was obliged to tickle her to that he can make her lose some of the energy she used to push him…the bathroom was a real mess, now…he catches her…and puts her in the shower…and he just presses on the cold water tap and a spray of a really cold water falls over her… all over her body…she screams as it was so cold, he looks at her amused:

-you need to take a cold shower, right?

Unable to speak, she was shivering and her black saree (she slept with it, yesterday) stuck on her body, makes her more irresistible, more sexy…he was looking at every inch and…it’s now that he just saw the silver belly chain she was wearing under the transparent saree piece…it drove to craziness…she covers her belly, noticing his eyes and he can notice that the red varnish she putted enhances her milky and soft fingers…she wants to get out of that shower…but no, before her, he enters under the cold water…shivering like her , now, he brings her body against his to that no obstacle separates them , except their clothes…but, with his hands around her waist, he pushed her more tightly to him…to feel her…he needs to feel her crushed against him…she wasn’t shivering, now that she has become accustomed to the coldness of the water and that his body, so close to her, give her all the warm needed…he looks at her…his lips were shivering from the cold and from the desire, she puts her hands around his arms, looking up to him, she whispered:

-Arr..navji?!

Back to himself as he was lost in the situation, he asks with his husky voice:

-Are you satisfied with your cold shower, now?

She keeps looking at him with that innocent look:

-it’s not like that, that we take a shower!

So, she wants to play too…

-of course! It’s just the beginning!

He takes away his sherwani …he was now only with his underwear…

 Looking at his bare torso, his muscled arms…she moves back a little…regretting what she said! She knows very well, with whom she was playing but she risked and she provoked him and now, she has to bear the consequences… He takes the bottle of her gel shower and then he gets away and puts it on her bare arms and starts massaging …caressing her arms…he puts some on her neck…she has to talk, now or never:

-So…sorry Arn…

-Shhhh…Now! To don’t waste the time, come on! Let’s take off this saree!

-Arr…look! I’m sorry, I was…

-don’t be sorry! You just needed this shower!

-No!...sorry!

-so, you remember yesterday night?

-N…no!

He stops the water…looks at her….

-Ok! I will make you remember!

He detached, slowly, the pallu draped over her shoulder and in a second takes off the saree piece which covered her body….and now she was just with her blouse, her bare belly and that chain, he starts looking at her, from her eyes to her belly and suddenly, he slides his index finger between the chain and her skin…:

-what’s this?

Feeling the comings and goings of his finger, caressing her belly, she holds his arm for a support and speaks difficultly:

-I wear it with th…the saree!

-Don’t wear it again, ok?

-W…why?

-because I said so!

With the same finger, he searches a way to take it off and find it, the chain was in his hand, now…

K:-because it’s ugly? (She asks innocently)

She always asks stupid questions but he goanna answer her and all his answers will be really honest, this time:

-No…because it’s so sexy…(He whispered, he’s already, turned on and she was in the same situation)

he comes close to her ear:

-so hot!

He kisses her ear and starts pausing kisses from her ear, her neck to her shoulder, sensually, delicately…

-Ar…navji! We shouldn’t…

He didn’t answer…he stops, takes the gel shower again…he Puts some all over her belly, when it’s done…he brings her close to him to that he can put on her back…he puts her wet and long hair, all behind in one side on her shoulder…he holds her and puts the soapy liquid on her back, unbuckling, with the other hand, he does all with a sensual way that she melts under his arm…she whispered:

-Arnavji!

-Did you remember, now? (He said naughtily)

-No!

He, immediately, puts one hand on her waist (the other was holding and bringing her to him) and he wants to get off her petticoat…but it was difficult…he’s holding her and he couldn’t see where is the zip…searching with one hand, he find it…but that zip wouldn’t get opened to him, he tries twice and he feels her fingers, she tries opening it, helping him, and slowly, the zip was opened…he hugs her…he couldn’t said anything…but, now, he’s certain that she wants him too, she wants that too…he knew that from the start and from her provocative answers but now, he have a proof…and now, he can make love to her…and not force her and that was really a relief…

He, slowly, takes off her petticoat…he breaks their embrace to look at her eyes….she was worried but not from him but from her own desire, she looks at him and then at all his body, his wet body and her eyes find that he was really,really turned on, she blushes…he looks at her black underwear which is made with satin and lace…taking a deep breath…he doesn’t want to be brutal…no, not now, not when she’s ok, he has to take all his time even if he was dead and needs to take her, right now…he puts a little of the gel shower on his hand and introduces it under her bra…he takes her breast on his hand, and starts massaging it…when he feels that she  is released under his delicate caresses, he accelerated the pace a little bit and with one blow, opens with the other hand her bra, letting it, dropped down, he takes the other breast and kisses it…they was so sensible to his caresses…and … Khushi… closes her eyes…feeling strangers sensations…she moaned his name…lost but confident, with him, she knows that this time is different from all the other times so she gave up…he caresses her belly, slowly, very slowly…taking his time to touch, to feel her…he puts the water on, this time a lukewarm water like she wants it,  falls slowly all over her body and his body…she looks at him, with his hands, he washed her body, getting away the moss of the gel shower…without thinking too much, she feels that she should participated too, he was making her feel spoiled, pampered with what he does to her, she feels wanted, desired, he deserves some attention too, after all, he’s her man, her husband, despite everything and she wants to touch him, to feel him, to feel that he’ s melted too, she takes his gel shower and with her hesitated hands, she puts on his chest…and massages all over it…he looks at her, gives her a naughty smiles…he looks at her…how much, she hesitates to touch his body…how much she’s shy doing it and how she blushed…all that aggravate his situation, he can’t…he can no longer…if she continues, he will maybe…:

-Stop and wash me now!

-I’m…I know I’m bad at this!

-wash me, quickly!

She washes him, he puts the towel on her and takes her to the bed…he lay on the top of her…kisses her aggressively…

Ar: -I can’t anymore…(she kisses him back)…I can’t…Khushi please…

She helps him taking off his boxer and so he did with her panty…he separates her legs…he looks at her…

-God! Khushi! You’re worse than me!

He lay again on her and…he introduces himself on her…it was so easy because both were ready, were waiting for that…

-Kh…ushii, you’re really naughty!

Khushi holds his neck, bringing him to her, she wants him closer…

He whispered:

-Say you want me! …Say it!

He reduces the rhythm of his playful going and coming, inside her…he looks at the bottom of her eyes, he said difficultly:

-I want to hear that, Khushi!

-Please! Please…

He still looking at her…still doesn’t want to move to the next step…

-yes, oh yes… I want you!

He immediately accelerate but it was too late…the two of them can’t bear the torture anymore…steeling some moments from the heaven…feeling that they are one, two bodies, one soul…

-I…want …only…you!

When he finds his breath and power…he rolled to make her on the top of him, taking her in his arms because he doesn’t want her to get away from him, anymore and that even for one second now…he holds her…kisses her forehead:

-Khushi! You’re my wife, I don’t mind about your family, any more… you listen!

She looks at him:

-I…

-Shhh…sorry I can’t love them for you!

She cups his face…her eyes full of tears…

-I know…I…understand (he kisses her palm) but Arnavji, and…your family, your…

-I thinked about that! I’m goanna tell them the truth!

-What? No…don’t ! no! they will hate me forever!

-No! Because they love you, Khushi!

-they love me because they don’t know who I’m!

-they will still love you even if they come to know about you!

He kisses her forehead, again, but this time sensually:

-I know exactly what this mean, Khushi!

Khushi hugs him but she knows exactly what is waiting for her…:

-but…

-you know what?  I’m really hungry and it’s your fault!

She forces herself to smile:

-me too! I’m so, so hungry!

-than come! Let’s have something!

-ARNAVji ! Wait! You goanna tell them, now?

He smiles:

-Khushi! Of course, no! you should feel ready, first! We should be prepared and then talk, ok?

Khushi wasn’t as confident as him; she lost her courage thinking about their reactions…he holds her hand:

-Did you trust me? (She doesn’t answer)…even a little?

-No! I trust you!

-ok!...you should trust that I will make everything all right, ok?

-I don’t know!

-you have to know, Khushi! ...ok! Did you want to stay always with me?

-yes!

-then, you don’t have to think about it! Just trust me!

He stands up, winked to her…

-Now, come, I’m really hungry and I can judge, looking at your face that you really need to eat! Come on!