Chapter Seventeen

Khushi woke up bright and early. The sunlight came pouring in through the windows, the whole loft shining from the sunlight. She looked at Arnav sleeping, breathing lightly. She slowly got up and walked over to the window.

She smiled as she looked out to the harbor. The water was flowing and the cars were zooming on the highway below. It was another day, not to mention an important day.

"Khushi."

Khushi looked back to see Arnav hugging the duvet, looking at her tired eyed.

She smiled back at him softly. "Good morning."

"Good morning," he smiled tiredly.

Khushi turned back to look at the city and took in a deep breath and stretched. Arnav got up and wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind, burying his face in the crook of her neck. Khushi smiled and held his hands, the two rocking side to side.

Khushi sighed. "Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"Today's an important day for you. After all, it's your first day."

Arnav groaned. "No! I don't wanna go."

"Arnav, don't say that."

"But I wanna spend time with you," Arnav whined.

Khushi smiled. "So do I, but we all have our work."

Arnav sighed. "Right."

He let go and turned to get his clothes.

Khushi looked at the condition of the bed and sighed. "Well I've got work to do."

Arnav looked at the bed. "What?"

"Well, the duvet needs washing now. As for me," she looked down at her body, "I need a shower."

Arnav smiled lightly. "Go ahead."

"You sure? What if you're late-"

"I have to go at 12 - it's only 8:30."

Khushi just nodded. She got her clothes and necessities and headed into the bathroom. She hung her clothes and stepped into the shower. Setting the temperature right, she pressed the button and water came pouring down. Khushi shut her eyes, feeling relaxed as the water poured.

Meanwhile, Arnav was going through his phone, when he realized that Khushi hadn't shut the bathroom door.

Hmm, should I, he wondered.

And he went in. He saw Khushi in the shower and he opened the door to the shower and went in, shutting the door behind. Khushi felt his presence and before she could even turn, Arnav slithered his arms around her waist.

Khushi smiled. "You followed me in?"

"It was an open invite."

Khushi turned her head to look at him.

"You left the door open."

Khushi made an 'o' shape with her mouth and nodded. "Oops."

*MATURE CONTENT*
Arnav smiled and kissed her cheek. "Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

He kissed her shoulders, giving a bite into one. Khushi clutched into his hands and gulped.

"Arnav… don't."

"I can't…."

He rubbed his nose against her neck and shoulder and Khushi held his hands.

"Arnav please… we don't even have protection."

Arnav let go of Khushi and leaned her against the wall. "Not a problem," and he began to suck on her neck.

"Arnav… but you never know-"

"Khushi, nothing will happen. … It's just once."

"But Arnav-"

Arnav sealed her lips with his. "No buts Khushi."

Khushi looked into his eyes and saw the want he had for her. She just gulped and nodded. Her chest began to heave and Arnav tucked her hair behind her ear.

Arnav leaned in and kissed her softly on her lips. He let go and looked at her, reassuring her, and then kissed her again. They kissed crazily, the water pouring down on them. Arnav clutched onto her hands, his fingers through hers, and raised them up above her head, on the sides. He sucked on her neck and bit into it, Khushi crying out.

"Aaaaah! Arnav…."

Arnav looked into her eyes and Khushi saw the desire and hunger in his eyes. Her eyes weren't showing any less, showing how she was begging for him. Without wasting another second, he entered her and Khushi gripped onto his hands. Her chest heaved as she looked into his passion, love-filled eyes.

They kissed again and Arnav thrusted slowly.

"Mmph… Arnav…."

Arnav let go and thrusted harder and Khushi gripped onto his hands harder, gasping.

"Aaaaaah! Arnav…" she gulped. "Oh my gosh!"

Arnav released his hand and lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist. He went even harder and Khushi let her free hand go through his arm and held onto his shoulder.

"Arnav…."

Arnav lifted her up slightly and wrapped her other leg around his waist, holding her and having her against the wall. He thrusted really hard, and Khushi's body felt very sensitive.

"Oh my gosh! Arnav… aaaaaah! This feels so good! Aaaaah!"

Arnav buried his face into the crook of her shoulder and thrusted really hard, when he felt her come. Khushi relaxed, resting her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily. Arnav let her down and Khushi held onto him, him holding her tightly and securely.

"Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"What if…."

"What if what, Khushi?"

"What if… if I get pregnant."

Arnav tilted her face up to meet her eyes. "Don't worry. It was just once. I don't think anything will happen."

Khushi nodded.

"You trust me right?"

Khushi nodded. "Always."

Arnav kissed her softly on her lips. "Well Khushi, could you do me a favor?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, because of last night, and how I spread my come all over your body…"

Khushi blushed.

"… and we had… an extreme night… could you help me clean up? I mean, I've got my own come on my body."

Khushi smiled. "Of course."

Both Arnav and Khushi helped give each other a shower, scrubbing each others body.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Could you help me wash my hair? After all there's cum in there too."

Khushi smiled lightly. Of course she had gotten cum in his hair. In between their love making session, Arnav had gotten up, sitting, and Khushi was on her knees, sitting on his lap. They were too busy kissing each other wildly, that Khushi kept tugging and tangling his hair with her hands, which had come spread all over.

"Of course," Khushi smiled.

Khushi helped scrub his hair clean, as well as did Arnav help scrub her hair clean. They held onto each other as they let the water wash away everything, giving each other a little scrub to make sure all the shampoo and soap went away.

Once their shower session was over, both got dressed. Khushi had gotten dressed first and she quickly headed downstairs to get breakfast ready. She got the toast and butter ready and poured Arnav some orange juice.

"Arnav! Your breakfast is ready!"

Khushi placed his breakfast on the table and looked up and gaped. Arnav was wearing a black Armani suit with a silky navy blue shirt. Khushi's jaws had dropped and she blinked.

Arnav loved how he was able to make his wife react like this. He went over to her and held her by her waist and shut her mouth. "Baby, don't do that - a fly will go in."

Khushi nodded and Arnav smirked. He led her to the table and had her sit and he got her breakfast and sat down next to her. They ate, Khushi unable to look away from her irresistibly, sexy husband.

"Khushi, if you keep looking at me like that, I won't go to work."

"Why not?"

"Let's just say that my suit will no longer be on my body and nor will your anarkali."

Khushi blushed and ate her toast. Arnav smiled and finished his breakfast. Once finished, he prepared to leave and Khushi walked Arnav to the elevator.

Arnav turned and looked at Khushi. "I don't feel like going."

"Arnav, it's okay. I'll be fine."

"But you'll be all alone."

"I'll be fine."

"You sure," he asked, caressing her face.

"Positive," and she leaned in and kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you too. … but I still don't feel like going."

Khushi shook her head and pressed the button. The elevator arrived and Arnav bent down and opened it up and moved the gates apart.

"You sure," Arnav asked.

Khushi pushed him slightly. "Yes. Now go."

"Not without a kiss!"

"I just kissed you!"

"So! Kiss me again," and he leaned in.

Khushi placed her hands in between them. "Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada."

Arnav raised an eyebrow.

"If you don't get to work on time, you will be fired."

"Says who?"

"Says me."

"And who are you?"

Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck. "Your wife - the woman you love the most."

Arnav smiled. "How true," and he kissed her.

"Now go to work."

"Buzz killer."

Khushi shook her head and lightly pushed him into the elevator. "Love you."

"Love you too babe."

Khushi blew one last kiss and Arnav pretended to catch it and placed his hand to his heart, storing her kiss away. He shut the door and shut the gate and the elevator went down. Khushi turned and looked at the loft and began her days work.

Spending the day cleaning the loft, cooking, and other house work, the day passed by and Khushi sat down at the dining table and sighed. The work was done and there was nothing left to do, so she began to think of Arnav.

Her phone rang and while she was in daze, she picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Thinking about me?"

Khushi snapped back to reality. "Arnav?"

Arnav smirked. "Well?"

Khushi sighed. "Yeah. So how's work?"

"Fine. Bored now."

"Hmm…. Did you eat?"

"Uh…."

Khushi sat up straight. "Arnav, why haven't you eaten yet?"

"Cause I wanna eat your food?"

Khushi shook her head. "Really Arnav?"

"What," he asked innocently. "Not my fault if you cook so good."

"Well. If I cook so well."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Khushi just shook her head.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Could you come to the office?"

"Why?"

"To bring me food?"

"You sure? Wouldn't it be weird?"

"I'm the boss. No one would have guts to say anything."

Khushi chuckled. "Big headed much."

"Don't forget sexy."

Khushi shook her head. "Fine."

"Great. I'll send a car over."