"Morning babe," Arnav muttered.
"Morning," Khushi smiled.
Arnav was turned on and thought it was still the booze from the night before. Moving over Khushi, he nuzzled her neck and was about to nibble on it, when his phone lit up. He ignored it and began to nibble on Khushi's neck. Khushi let her fingers entangle in his hair and shut her eyes in pleasure. Arnav was sucking on her neck, not realizing that his phone was still lighting up from a call. He continued and sat up, taking Khushi with him and making her sit on his lap. Arnav moved his hands under her shirt and began to pull it up, when Khushi's phone rang. Both looked at it and Arnav groaned as Khushi picked up her phone.
"Ma," she read on the screen.
Immediately, she got off Arnav's lap and fixed herself up and took the call. "Namaste, Ma."
"Khushi? Where's Arnav? I've been calling him nonstop!"
Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "He's right here. He just woke up."
"Just woke up? Oh," and she sighed. "And I was getting worried. I'm sorry, could you give the phone to him, please?"
"It's okay Ma, and of course."
Khushi handed Arnav the phone. Arnav was still grumpy, annoyed that they were interrupted by his mother.
"Yes mom," Arnav huffed into the phone.
"Arnav, what is wrong with you?! You know I get worried when you don't pick up the phone!"
"Mom, I just woke up."
"I don't care!"
Arnav sighed. "Ma, I'm okay."
"Oh? You're okay, waking up at 12?"
"It's 12? Wow, must've been the drinks-"
"I don't wanna hear it. Anyways, the reason why I called: your Masi is missing you and wants you home."
"What? Why?"
"Because she wants to see you. She thought you'd be going home after your's and Khushi's honeymoon, but instead you had to come to the city. She says she feels alone and wants you back home for a while."
"But Mom, I just got the company back under control and people have been lazy and-"
"I don't know. Just call her and talk to her and discuss it out. 'Kay?"
"Gee mom, you sound grumpy."
"Oh, its nothing. Just some crazy work going on for my new line."
"Oh. Then I'll leave you to it. Bye."
"Bye beta. And give Khushi a kiss for me."
"Okay," and he hung up.
"What did Ma say," Khushi asked as Arnav handed her phone back.
"Nothing important really," he said as Khushi put her phone down and sat down beside him. "Masi just wants us back home cause she misses me."
"Oh.... Then you should go."
"You mean "we"."
Khushi smiled lightly.
Arnav sighed. "Oh, and Ma said to give you a kiss," and he pecked her cheek.
Khushi smiled. "I'll thank her for that."
Khushi tried to get up, but Arnav stopped her and grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, making her lie flat. Arnav came over her and straddled her, giving her no way to escape.
"Arnav, let me go," Khushi gasped.
"Not so easily," he replied, his eyes glinting.
*Mature Content*
Arnav leaned in and kissed her. As Khushi got lost in the kiss, he picked her up and lifted the hem of her shirt and disposed it. Khushi did the same with his shirt and went for his shorts, but Arnav moved her hands away and laid her back down.He kissed her again and traveled south. He kissed her there over her cheekster and rubbed his nose there.
"Arnav," Khushi moaned.
Arnav pulled it off and kissed her legs. Khushi shut her eyes and groaned. As Arnav made his way up her leg, he traced his path with his tongue. When he reached his destination, he kissed her there. Khushi groaned once more and then his assault began. Arnav let his mouth do wonders, kissing her to tease her, and then he let his tongue tease her at her entrance. Khushi tossed her head back and gripped the sheets beneath her. She arched her body to meet his tongue and groaned once more. With one slow lick, he went to her clitoris and the main assault began.
"Arnav please," Khushi breathed.
Arnav smirked and sucked on her clit. Khushi's hands reached out and grabbed Arnav's hair.
"Arnav, baby, please," Khushi begged.
"What do you want Khushi," he whispered against her.
"You," she breathed. "Only you."
Arnav groaned and inserted a finger in her. Khushi groaned, shutting her eyes as she threw her head back. Arnav came up and moved his finger swiftly as he gazed down at the beauty beneath him.
"Who do you want, Khushi," Arnav breathed.
"You," she breathed.
Arnav took his finger out, only to put two back in, and he curled his fingers. "Who do you want, baby?"
Khushi cried out. "You!"
"Who do you want, love?"
"Ah! Arnav I want you! I want you badly!"
Arnav groaned and pulled his fingers out. With the 1% of control he had, he quickly got a foil packet out, tore it open, rolled the condom on, and entered Khushi. Both groaned in approval, and then Arnav began to move. Khushi would roll her hips and soon, they created a rhythm. They met each other every time and then increased their pace. As Arnav teased her breasts, Khushi made daring moves and squeezed him down there. Arnav gasped and nuzzled her breasts.
"Baby," he breathed, "again."
Khushi did it again and Arnav groaned once more. And then sanity went out the door and Arnav wove his fingers through hers, moved them above her head and rocked in and out with no control. Khushi couldn't keep up with his rhythm and within a moment, both came apart by seams.
"Arnaaaaaaaaaaavvvvvv!!!"
"Khussssssshhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!"
They collapsed, Arnav pushing Khushi into the mattress. As they came down from their high, both looked at each other. Giving a slight peck on her lips, Khushi beamed up at him. Her eyes were filled with love, and Arnav smiled at his wife below, kissed her forehead then leaned his against hers.
*~*
Khushi placed Arnav's coffee mug down in front of Arnav as he went through the New York Times. He looked at her above the paper and gave a smile, and she smiled back. The morning went on, Khushi cooking in the kitchen and Arnav working in his study. He had decided to work from home today so that he could watch his beautiful wife.
Every now and then, Arnav would get distracted and would just watch Khushi. He watched as she moved about in the kitchen, doing her work. He couldn't help but wonder how lucky he was. There were many couples like them in the world who have been married due to an arranged marriage. But Arnav was grateful and felt lucky because unlike some arranged marriages, him and his wife got along perfectly, as if they had fallen in love and had a love marriage.
"Arnav?"
Arnav snapped back to reality to find Khushi standing in front of his desk. "Yeah?"
Khushi cocked an eyebrow. "You've been staring at me for the past 5 minutes," she teased.
Arnav grinned and leaned back in his chair. "I can't help it if my wife is just too beautiful," he said, holding his hands out to gesture his innocence.
Khushi giggled and went around his desk and stood in front of him. Arnav rolled his chair forward and wrapped his arms around her waist as she leaned against his desk.
Khushi wrapped her arms around Arnav's neck. "You should tame it down Arnav, or else people will think you're going crazy," she teased.
"Let them - I could care less."
Khushi giggled. "Oh really?"
"Yes really - because at the end of the day i'm with my beautiful wife, getting lost inside her," he winked.
Khushi blushed and hit his shoulder. "Arnav!"
Arnav chuckled and picked her up as he stood up, and placed her on his desk, trapping her in between. "You know you love it," he teased.
Khushi hid her lower lip within her teeth, knowing that he was right. She gripped his shirt and looked up at him. "What if I said I didn't?"
Arnav cocked an eyebrow. "Then I'd make it my mission to make you love it."
"And how would you do that?"
Arnav moved in between her legs and pushed his lower half to her and Khushi gasped, feeling his erection. "How do you think," he asked devilishly.
"I don't know," Khushi whispered.
Arnav smirked. "Someone's being brave," he teased, whispering in her ear.
Tingles ran down Khushi's spine, making her shiver. Arnav smirked, loving that his actions affected his wife so much. But Arnav wanted to have some fun, so he decided to be a tease.
"Shall we go eat," Arnav asked.
Khushi shook her head.
"But I'm hungry baby," Arnav said, trying not to grin.
Khushi looked up at him. "Fine."
By the look on her face, Arnav knew she had been disappointed.
He kissed her forehead. "What's on the menu today?"
"I made-"
"Oh wait! I don't need to ask - there's only one thing on the menu."
Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
In the blink of an eye, Khushi was lying down flat on his desk, Arnav's hand cradling the back of her head. Khushi breathed heavily as she looked up at Arnav wide-eyed.
"I mean you," Arnav smirked, licking his lower lip.
Khushi was practically panting, her chest heaving. "But Arnav-"
"But nothing babe," and he nuzzled her neck.
Khushi shut her eyes as Arnav began to suck on her flesh. Her fingers traveled to his hair and she gripped onto it as Arnav continued.
Suddenly Arnav's phone began to ring. Khushi looked at his phone beside her and tapped Arnav.
"Arnav-"
"Ignore it."
"But-"
"Ignore," and he bit down on her neck.
Khushi cried out, pulling on his hair, causing Arnav to groan. He pulled back to see his work and he mentally patted himself on the shoulder as he looked at his handiwork.
"You liked that," he asked.
Khushi nodded.
"Again?'
She nodded again.
Arnav moved to another spot on her neck and began again. Out of nowhere, his phone rang again. Khushi went to move her hand so that she could at least see who was calling, but Arnav grasped her hand and kept it in his hair.
"Arnav-"
"Ignore it Khushi."
Khushi gulped, hearing the warning in his voice. She knew not to push it, so she didn't say anything and let him do as he wanted. His phone rang again, but Arnav didn't stop. Khushi wondered who it could be that kept calling him repeatedly, but was taken away from the thought as he bit down again.
"Ah," Khushi cried out.
Arnav pulled back and looked at it, once again proud of his work. He looked at Khushi's flushed state and his urge to take her was way over the top.
"We're going to bed - now."
He wrapped her legs around his waist and picked her up. Just as he was about to walk away, his phone went off again. This time Arnav saw the screen and saw that it was his Masi calling.
"What the," and Arnav took the call. "Hello?"
A deep exhale was released. "Oh my goodness," Masi exclaimed. "Arnav, where have you been?!"
Both Arnav and Khushi flinched to her shrieking.
"I'm at home," Arnav said, once he recovered.
"Home? Why?! Arnav are you okay?!"
"Masi, I'm fine. I just wanted to spend the day home."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes Masi, I'm positive." Arnav looked at Khushi. "I just wanted to stay home so that I could stare at my beautiful wife."
Khushi crimsoned. She couldn't believe he had just said that to Masi.
"You have no shame at all, do you? Anyways, when are you coming home?"
"I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know? Didn't your mom call you and-"
"She did and she told me,"" Arnav said, slightly irritated, his irritation clear in his voice.
"Arnav-"
"Listen Masi, I gotta go - I've got something important to do." He winked at Khushi and she gaped at him.
"But-"
"I'll talk to you later," and he hung up.
"I can't believe you hung up on her," Khushi said.
"Well I did-"
"That was so rude though!"
"Oh well! I'm dying here with my throbbing erection. I have you in my hands but can't do anything - do you know how much torture that is?"
"It is," Khushi asked softly.
"Yes baby, it is. You drive me insane, both mind and soul. And if I don't have you, then please have mercy, I will go insane."
Khushi giggled. "You sound like a teenage boy."
"Only for you baby. Now can I take you up before I die?"
Khushi giggled. "Yes you may."
Arnav practically dashed out of the study and went up the stairs, tossing Khushi onto the bed. Khushi could only laugh as Arnav removed his clothes and hers.
"This isn't a funny matter," Arnav said as he went over her.
"Yes it is," Khushi giggled. "You're such a boy!"
"I am not!"
"Yes you are, Arnav. You're a grown man, but you're acting like a horny teenager!"
Arnav gaped at her. "I am not!"
"Aww, you're in denial," she laughed.
Arnav just stared at her. "You're killing my mood."
"Oh? Am I," she asked, trying to stop from laughing.
"Yes, look."
Khushi looked down at his erection and noticed that he had slightly limped.
Khushi gasped exaggeratedly. "Well we can't let that happen, can we?"
Arnav pouted. "No, we can't. So please?"
"Um-"
Suddenly the land line went off. Arnav groaned really loud and got up and went to pick it up.
"Hello," he roared.
"Arnav! Is that a way to talk to your Masi," she yelled from the other end.
Arnav groaned and covered his face with his free hand. Today was definitely not his day. "Sorry Masi."
Khushi casually nodded in acknowledgement as she figured who it was. She was grateful because she herself had gotten scared when he yelled and would've felt bad for the poor soul who had called. Khushi looked at Arnav, who looked like he was in deep agony. He was rubbing his temple as he listened to Masi yell at him for being rude on the phone and that he should never do that. Khushi looked down to his half-limp erection and felt bad. He was really in the mood and was being really sweet, and now it was all ruined. She decided then and there that she would give him the satisfaction he wanted.
*Mature Content*
Khushi got up and went in front of him, standing a few feet away from him. Arnav just looked at her, his expression showing his annoyance clearly. Khushi smiled and dropped down to her knees. Arnav's eyes widened as his gaze followed her down. Before she could even ask what she was doing, Khushi took him in his mouth.
"Fuck," Arnav gasped.
"Arnav," Masi yelleed.
Arnav took a deep breath as Khushi continued, holding him in her hand, teasing him with both her hand and mouth.
"Sorry, nothing," Arnav said, trying very hard to stay calm. "Just some work stuff," he lied.
"That's all you ever talk about - work, work, work! Anyways, listen, I have some news."
"What," Arnav asked as he watched Khushi moving swiftly.
"I booked a flight for you three days from now to go to Virginia."
"What? Why?"
"Because I'm flying down there and I want you there, so I booked it."
Arnav was about to say something, when Khushi took in his balls in her mouth and sucked on them hard.
"Shit," Arnav yelled.
"Arnav! Watch your mouth," Masi yelled.
Arnav raked his free hand to his hair and tugged on it as Khushi went back to sucking on his length.
Masi sighed deeply. "You're coming to Virginia and that's it!"
"Alright fine! Whatever, I'll talk to you later," and he hung up on her, tossing the phone aside.
Arnav grabbed Khushi's hair and Khushi withdrew and looked up at him. She couldn't tell what Arnav was thinking at all with the expression that was on his face.
"You truly are a minx," Arnav said.
Khushi smiled lightly. She wasn't sure if that was a compliment.
"That's a very good thing," Arnav assured her.
"Really?"
"Yes Khushi, it is. That is something a man definitely wants that from his woman."
Khushi smiled. "Okay."
Arnav grinned, his eyes gleaming. "Now show me how deep you can go."
Without another word, Khushi took him in her mouth and did wonders. Arnav groaned, tossing his head back, his eyes shut. Hearing his harsh breathing and the moans that escaped from his mouth, would only encourage Khushi to do more. Arnav would tug on her hair now and then, showing his pleasure. Something clicked in Khushi and all she could think of was Arnav cumming in her mouth, so she made it her mission. It was just a matter of seconds when Arnav began to thrust his hips forward. Khushi grabbed him by his waist to steady herself as he thrust in her mouth. With a loud groan, Arnav came pouring in her mouth, Khushi taking in every bit he gave. Arnav's jaw slacked as he breathed harshly, watching his wife swallowing his cum. She licked him clean and stood up, smiling at him with a glint in her eyes. Arnav pointed at her face, indicating that there was cum on her face. Khushi took his hand and wiped her face clean with his finger, and then sucked on his fingers.
Arnav took in a sharp breath with his eyes closed. "You're such a tease," Arnav said, looking back at her.
Khushi smiled. "Only for you Arnav. I love you."
Arnav smiled and pulled her in. "And I love you," and he sealed her lips with his.
Khushi could only smile as he kissed her deeply, as if he were thanking her. When she was out of breath, she pulled away and looked at him.
"Why did Masi call," Khushi asked.
The woman is going to drive me insane - she's having us fly down to Virginia."
Khushi giggled. "She's only doing it because she loves you Arnav."
"But she's overdoing it, and I wish i knew why."
Both Arnav and Khushi shrugged in confusion, clueless to what was about to come.
