Chapter Twenty Three

"Khushi, are you ready," Arnav hollered.

He was downstairs, ready. They were about to head out to Arnav's friend's birthday party at the hookah lounge. He was ready, wearing a crisp navy blue button down, black jeans, and a blue Gucci belt. Not to mention, he was ready half an hour ago, while Khushi was still deciding on her outfit.

"Khushi! Come on baby!"

"Coming!"

Arnav sat down on the sofa and watched tv. She had said the same thing twenty minutes ago.

Five minutes later, he heard clicks and looked around. Down came Khushi in her outfit:

"Wow," Arnav simply said.

"You like it?"

"I love it! You look amazing!"

Khushi twirled a bit. "Really?"

"Yeah!"

Khushi went over to him and he kissed her.

"Ready baby?"

"Mm hmm. I'm just gonna go get my bag."

"Hurry."

Khushi nodded and quickly ran up and got her bag. She hung it on her shoulder and then helped Arnav lock up. Arnav called down to the lobby, telling the doorman to have his car ready. Checking one last time, Arnav and Khushi went to the elevator.

The elevator arrived and Arnav gestured Khushi to go in. Khushi smiled and went in and Arnav followed. As he was about to close the door, he looked at the big picture of himself.

"Hmm... we should change that," Arnav said.

"What?"

"The picture."

Khushi looked at it. "Why? I like it."

Arnav shut the door and the caged doors. "Do you now?"

"Mm hmm. I love the picture."

Arnav smiled and then inserted his key and pressed the star button. The elevator went down and Arnav explained the "way to lock up". Khushi had her own key, but she just didn't know how to exactly do it.

The elevator dinged and they got off at the tenth floor, then got on the main elevator. They arrived to the lobby and the doorman held the door open for them. They smiled at the doorman then headed to the black Escalade waiting for them outside. Getting in, Arnav's driver drove them down to Brooklyn.

Traffic was clear so the drive was swift. They arrived on time and Arnav led Khushi in. Inside was dark, with music blasted. People were sitting and doing hookah, while other's were dancing, talking, etc.

"Yo Arnav!"

They turned and Arnav smiled. "Aamir!"

They did their bro shake and hug.

"Waddup man?! Haven't heard from you since you got married," Aamir said.

"Well, what can I say? Got busy with my wife here," Arnav said, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"This must be the Mrs. Raizada then. Hi, I'm Aamir."

"Hi, I'm Khushi," she smiled.

"Nice to meet you. Well, you two have fun aii? Imma go check up on everything."

Arnav and Khushi nodded and Aamir left.

"He's sweet," Khushi said.

Arnav just looked at her and they sat down at a booth. Arnav introduced more friends to Khushi and Khushi clicked with them instantly. Soon there was a crowd around them, with Aamir with them as well.

Soon everyone went to dance. Khushi at first denied, but she was taken away and Arnav watched as Khushi looked side to side awkwardly. She looked at Arnav and shrugged in confusion and Arnav laughed. He got up and joined her and once they started dancing together, Khushi felt much better.

After some dancing, Khushi decided she wanted to do hookah. She had only done it once before so she had some experience. At first she was somewhat hesitant, but then she got the hang of it. Drinks went around and there was nothing but music, talking, drinking, and laughing.

After that, Aamir did a little cake cutting and everyone got some ice cream cake. Khushi needed some fresh air, so Arnav took her out to the back. The music vibrated through, making the ground somewhat shake.

"Tonight," Khushi hiccuped, "was so much fun."

Arnav smiled. He hadn't drank that much, but poor Khushi went a little over.

Soon the party was over. Deciding to be safe, Arnav called in a worker and had him take the car away and told him where to meet them. Arnav took Khushi to the train station with a plan devised in his head.

His drunkenness was getting to him.

They waited on the platform, holding each other until the Q train arrived. There were barely any people on the middle cart. As they headed towards manhattan, there were less and less people.

As the train pulled away from DeKalb Avenue, there was no one else but them on the cart. Arnav was ready to go forward with his plan.

*MATURE CONTENT*

Khushi was standing in the corner, holding onto the side rods and Arnav. Arnav held her securely and a rod as well. As the train moved, Arnav started to nibble on her neck. Being drunk, Khushi was turned on fast!

 

"Arnaav," she moaned.

Arnav moved his hand down and went under her dress. Khushi looked up at him innocently, making a small "o" with her lips, pouting. Arnav moved them inside her panty and Khushi gasped. He began to make circles and pleasured her clitoris. Khushi gasped, but Arnav shushed her. As Arnav continued, Khushi held into him tightly. Slowly, he inserted two fingers and continued to tease her clitrois with the palm of his hand and he moved his index and middle finger swiftly. Khushi gasped and buried her face in Arnav's shirt.

"Ahrnahav," she moaned, whispering.

 

"Don't come Khushi. Or I'll have to take you here."

Khushi groaned and held onto him tighter. He pressed her back against the wall, pressing down at her belly. As the train got off the bridge and entered the tunnels again, Arnav quickened his pace.

 

Khushi gasped. "Arnav...."

The train was about to pull in at Canal Street, and Arnav stopped. He pulled his fingers out and Khushi held onto him tightly for support. When she looked up, he smiled back at her. Khushi smiled and Arnav put his fingers in his mouth.

"Yummy," he smirked devilishly.

Khushi shook her head and then rested her head against his chest. 

Fixing her up, Arnav turned them to get off at Canal Street. When he got out, his driver was there, like he told him to. He drove them back to the penthouse.

When they arrived, Arnav saw Khushi asleep. Carrying her out, Arnav led them upstairs. He put her down and began to remove her clothes.

"Mmm," Khushi whined. "Bed!"

"Change first."

"Bed!"

"Khushi, change first so you can comfortably sleep," he admonished.

Khushi pouted. "Bed," she nearly cried.

Arnav chuckled lightly and kissed her forehead. Grabbing a T-shirt, he placed it over Khushi's head and put her arms through.

"Now bed," Arnav said.

Instantly, Khushi dived right in. She curled into a ball and went to sleep. Arnav looked amused but held his laugh back. He quickly changed and then crawled into bed besides Khushi, pulling her into him.

Little did they know that tonight was their last night of fun.