the forced marriage part 46

Waiting for him…

All was arranged…

Only for Mr. Raizada…

She’s wearing a dress…

A cute, short and Sleeveless and most important red dress, it was the first time she wears this kind of dresses ... Arnav never seen her like that ... he saw her with sari or salwar Kammez ... but with this kind of dresses ... never ...
she prepared a lot for this evening ...
she wants it to be the most romantic evening they will have ever ...
First ... she decorated the room with candles and flowers, and then she asked for a special dinner to be is served in the room ... and as the room had a large terrace and the good weather is helping; it was great outside… the room service helped set up a table to eat there and everything was arranged perfectly by them ...
she wanted to look different ... more important sexy and hot for this night...

She kept her Hair in one side ... she puts a lipstick, choose a cherry color ... intensifying her look with the eyeliner and .. . Wore stilettos, huge ones ...First time…she wears such beautiful and yes…sexy ones too…and they  are amazing on her... khushi did not put any jewelry except for two earrings…
Of course, under this dress, there is more for Arnav Singh Raizada…but…all that was not really important…as she should…seduce him…

have the courage to kiss him…by her own…to touch him…without he asks for that…and then to do all the ‘’job’’ by her own…without blushing…she can do it…after all, he’s her husband and she can do with him everything she wants …

And…if he has a way to seduce her, by doing so much naughtiness…

She has another way to do the same…

***

It was 7:30 when Arnav finally, was allowed to leave Mr. John…he needed to finish all with him and sign the deal with him…as the man will travel tomorrow morning, back to UK…

All was done, finally…

…Arnav was almost running…to take the elevator… The conference room of the hotel where the meetings are arranged was in the 1^th floor …his room in the 6^th …

Feeling like he was a teenager…a new groom who can’t wait to meet his bride…

He takes the elevator and couldn’t hide the happiness in his eyes…

He’s not smiling but…his eyes are revealing all…and…he’s excited…not because he knows that this night will be special but only because he will meet her…finally…

He takes off his vest and …he  undoes a little the tie of his cravat and opens the first button of his shirt and puts his hand on his hair…a man like him and in love, can’t look more handsome, hotter, sexier  than him…

 in the elevator, he receives her message:

‘’Come, now!’’… He smirked…yes, he was late…he knows that…he was, now, more eager to finally reach the room…

Finally, before the door…he takes a deep breath…

he has the key, so, he enters…light in the room was only the light of candles, leading him to the terrace…

Surprised and feeling that the night will be really what he wants it to be and his wife wants really to impress him as the bed was covered by red roses and all the room smells the roses fragrance…he called her:-Khushi!

Why he can’t see her, now?...

Arnav advances, in the room…

In his way to the terrace…

He was imagining that she will do something romantic like that…but he never imagined that it will be so beautiful and soft…

All is perfect…but she…where she is?...in the terrace…when he just walks in? She appears…

His eyes, searching her, finding her…

She…was just magnificent, splendid…the gorgeousness personified…

The reaction of Arnav was just standing to admire…

Taking the time needed to admire the fatal beauty he has just in front of him…

Discovering another unknown side in his wife’s beauty…mysterious side…dangerous side…

She wants to seduce him…it was a breeze for her and she knows it…he knows it…

Confident…she knows very well her effect on him…

She walked forwards him…even before he can get conscious; it was a reality and not a dream…

She poses a kiss, gently, on his cheek…

And looks up at his eyes…

No needs to say anything…

She puts her hands around his neck…

-how was your day?

He stares at her…puts his hands on her waist, pulling her to himself:

-you have only the right to wear such dresses, here, it’s me and me only who have the right to see you in dresses like that…am I clear?

Khushi retains her smile:

-why you have to be possessive when you have just to be romantic?

-it’s because I want to make things clear!

-Oh! (Khushi was amused)

He looks at her lips:

-red lipstick…to use only at home too!

-mmm…anything else?

-you’re mine!

-oh! Then I should don’t let you go out with white shirts, don’t let you go out with sunglasses, don’ let you use your aftershave…

He smirked…amused…but he doesn’t reply…

K:-what? You’re also mine!

A:-I’m all yours! (he said seriously)

She smiles and pulled his hand, taking him to the decorated table…

He sits and she set before him…

A:-you know I’m not really hungry, I prefer something else!

K:-oh! No! Arnav, first, we eat!...please!...here your favorite soup!

A:-ok…fine!

Arnav starts eating and looking at her:

-when you ask me to choose between red or black, it was for the dress?

-yes! (Khushi knows her naughty husband very well and what he was thinking but it’s just early for the seduction, she wants some romance first)

-beautiful!

She smiles…

-Arnav?

-yes, baby!

-that time, when…when you decorated the room, for me…you know…after we danced!

-yeh!

-that letter…was for me, right?

He looks at her and nodded a yes…

Khushi was in heaven…

-can I read and have that letter, now?

-of course but it’s in the office but…I can tell you what I wrote to you…

-tell me!

-I love you!

Khushi smiles…looking down

-you love me?...I mean…since that time!

-since the first time I saw you, Khushi!

Khushi looks at him; surprised, her beautiful eyes became teary…

-don’t…I don’t want to see any tear drooped from your eyes!

Khushi looks at him…all affected…she tries to not cry, drinks a little of water…

She looks at him:

-Want to dance?

Without waiting for his answer, she puts a song on her phone and stands up…

Arnav stands up, also and holds her hand…he was lost at her beauty

Khushi holds his hands and puts them around her waist…she smiles…and gets closer to him…she puts her hands around his neck…and they start moving slowly…following the soft rhythm of the song …

Khushi only looks at his eyes…

And he was looking only at her eyes…

She was the dream…his dream… his love…

And Khushi was the happiest woman ever to have him…

Love wasn’t the right word to describe their feeling right in that moment…

Where the world doesn’t even exist, around them…

There is only…

Him

Her…

And the beauty of this moment…

They have only the moon and the stars as  witnesses…

The dance turned into a hug…

Khushi poses her head in the crook of his neck…

If there is a place to be closer from him…she will choose that place to live all her life there…if she could be nearest from his heart and his being, she will be right there…

Arnav, with his protective arms, embraces her whole being…if he could hold her more tightly…he will do it…if he could hide her, inside his heart…he was ready to do it…

He poses a kiss in between her hair…smelling her…felling her…loving her…

Even when the song ended, they still are holding each other…

Finally, Arnav whispered:

-baby?

Khushi was totally silent…closing her eyes…in his arms…she was lost there…in her little home…in his embrace…

-Khushi?

-mmm…

-see how beautiful the stars are!

Khushi turns to see…the splendid image of the sky…full of the stars…Arnav holds her from behind…poses his chin on her shoulder…his hands around her waist…

-So beautiful...they are shining!

She smiles…

-your smile is my star, Khushi…it shines my life!

Khushi turns to see him…she loves him…she wants to shout this to the whole world…

So she did it:

K-I LOVE YOU ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA!

A:-Shhhh! Are you crazy?

K:-yes! Your turn!  Do it!

A:-what?...the balcony of Mr. John is just next to us, they will come to see why we are shouting like crazy?!

-No,  say that you don’t have the courage to yell your love to me! Isn’t it?

-what ? no…no…

-just be honest!

-what? Stop this craziness, baby!

She makes him let off of her to face him…

She looks straight in his eyes…with challenging gaze:

-I’m not your baby!

She pushed him…using her two hands…

Involuntarily, he stepped back…

A little shocked from her sudden aggressiveness…

He looks down to her hand who still, in his chest, pushing him, making him stepping back…

-Khushi? Are you really upset?

-shut up!

Arnav was looking behind to not fall…as she  was pushing him…to inside the room…

-Khushi?

-and here, you can yell you love me?

-Khushi, what’s this nonsense! You think I have to do that to prove m…

Before he could complete his sentence, he finds himself…in the bed…

A:-Khushi singh Raizada! Are you playing with me?

warning:Mature content :

Khushi poses her hands on his shoulders, now, to that both can settle down in the middle of the bed…she was in the top of him….one of her legs are between his…and her long hair flying all over his face and neck…

K:-you guessed it!

Arnav smirked at all the situation…

A:-Okey… (he said with a naughty gaze)

Khushi holds his untied tie neck to make him get up a little and to make him closer to her and takes his lips, aggressively…she kisses him a brief kiss and stop, suddenly to push him back to the bed…Arnav wants to touch her…to touch her hair but she pushed his hands, also…he tries, again and she refuses, he tried, twice and she refuses, holding his hands this time, pinned them on the top of him…

-you haven’t the right to touch!

-what? …fine…ok!

Khushi starts pausing pecks…on his forehead…all over his cheeks…his lips…his chin…

She stops, takes off his tie and starts to open the buttons of his shirt, one by one…all absorbed doing that…and he admires her beauty, amused that she still confused…taking the double time needed to open a button…but he has to wait as he don’t have to ‘’touch’’…it’s a kind of pure torture…not only…he’s feeling her knee and thigh touching his sensitive part…her leg being in between his legs…and now, that she inclines like that to unbutton the shirt…he has a huge view to her cleavage…the dress wasn’t really adjusted when she inclines and he could even see the red lacy bra…

And now, that he has her hands touching his bare torso, placing kisses, soft ones all over there…not only he loses the way how to breathe…but he feels that…he’s already…turned on…his lower part overreacts to all that…and now, his excitement can’t be hidden…neither from him…who was feeling something will soon happen…nor from Khushi who feels a bulge under his pants, under her thigh… Arnav wanted to control all this but he couldn’t…

How he can do this when she moves back…and when her eyes are staring, now, at his lower part and exactly there…

-Stop it!...it’s normal…you know… (he said with his husky voice)

And when she looks again at him and then again there…confused, shy but in the same time, she couldn’t just stop there…in half way…she heard his order…no, his supplication:

-Do something!..

Khushi…looking at him…with shivered hands…she takes off her dress…and Arnav can now look at the RED of her bra…and yes of her panties…that wasn’t helping at all… and  when she wants to take off her shoes…when she feels his hands, all over her body…touching her… but she pushed his hands back…

-NO!

-I can’t… I want to touch you…

Khushi , then, holds his hand and guides him to her body…she makes him touch her…she became more and more naughty then she thinks…

-like that?

-mmmm…

She places his hand on her belly…

-like that?

-mmmm…so f****ng hot!

She places his hand a little lower…

-like that?

-Khushi don’t do this to me…

She pinned his hands again on the top of his head…

-Oh! I can do what I want…

With that she places her hand right on his manhood…noticed that he’s more affected, now,  with all that…

Arnav breathes heavily now…he feels that his blood bowling and some warm all over his body…feeling that she unzipped his trousers and nervously, awkwardly… she introduces her hand under his boxers…touching him there…softly, slowly… Arnav moves his body a little as the touches of her soft fingers was unbearable…

-Khushi…(he whispered)

She looks at him with naughty and still innocent, guilty eyes…

-should I…stop?

-No…don’t dare! (he succeed to pronounce)

Khushi don’t know what she was doing…but all she knows that she should just don’t stop touching him…when she heard his moan…she feels that she triumphed...as his pleasure depends on her and only her…this moan…is her effect…she caresses him there, softly…he moans a ‘’No’’ many times…

-Khushi…I’m…Khushi , now!

Khushi understands very well what he means…he couldn’t bear that anymore…but what now…what should she do???

When she hesitates…Arnav was more than impatient to wait for her…he know that now…he should help…she needs his help…

Suddenly…he gets up…he holds her… and with all his strong body…pushed her to lay down in the bed…and he doesn’t wait to take off her panties…and without any introduction...picked his manhood and places it there…aggressively…he pushed hard…one time, 2, 3 to be sure that he’s totally inside her…she makes him drunk without tasting any drop of wine but her lips…she makes him lose his mind…she moans and that motivated him to be more hard…he accelerates the rhythm…the way she wants…the way he wants…khushi places her hands on his neck…holding him…Nothing was missed to make the position and the situation really hot…the two of them came…almost in the same time…their heart beat at the same rhythm…they stay like that a moment to realize where they are…what happen to them…from when they came…Arnav looks at her…she looks down…and around to the mess they are doing…all the sheets of the bad are upside down…and so are their clothes and hairs…

Arnav looks at her:

-damn it! ...that was ...perfect!