Friday, May 18, 2012

FF : I Can't Let Her Go! Part 49 (Conclusion)




“Oh...God...what have I done, what have I done, what have I done...” Khushi mumbled into Arnav’s shoulder...

She tried to move but Arnav locked her head between his hands...”What are you talking about?”

Her eyes avoided his...

“Khushi...I’m not going to let you go...or let THIS go...so you better tell me...”

She flicked her eyes up to him...”You...You and your mind boggling kisses...I can’t think straight or think properly! I told you that I wanted you to let me go! I told you that...”

The swift, possessive kiss was unexpected, the rapid response of her body inevitable.

He didn’t give her a chance to come to her senses and protest his high-handedness.

He stormed her senses, strummed her like a damn instrument.

She was just starting to gather her wits when his head lifted.

Khushi finally blinked at him, completely dazed.

Both of them were breathing hard, their bodies vibrating in perfect unison.

“What was that?” she blurted stupidly.

“A sure way to shut you up. I didn’t like what you were saying...”

Khushi desperately pushed away and sat up...”You didn’t like...I thought I was doing the right thing!!!”

Arnav rose up beside her, his eyes drilling into her...”Oh really, and the right thing was to push me out of your life!?”

When his brows jerked up, she blurted, “I was trying to protect you.”

He blinked as though she’d yanked the carpet from underneath him. “Pass that by me, again.”

“If anything happened to you, I couldn’t bear it...so I was afraid to let you get close to me again..”

When he continued to stare at her, she sstood up defiantly...

Arnav followed and tried to reach for her...but she moved back and knocked a flower vase off the table...

It smashed...

“Khushi, careful...”

But it was too late, she tripped over one foot and yelped, “Ouch.”

Pain shot up her leg.

She lifted her foot and saw the blood on her foot...

“Khushi...” Arnav hurried to grab her... “You’re hurt...Here, let me lift you...”

Her face scrunched up when she saw blood ooze out of the wound.

He didn’t give her a warning before he scooped her up.

“There might be broken glass imbedded in it.” Khushi searched his scowling face.

“I’m...I’m sorry Arnavji...”

“Forget it. It doesn’t matter now.”

“But it does.”

He stopped outside the door of the bathroom.

“Khushi, let it go.”

“I can’t.”

Sighing, he entered the bathroom, set her down on the bench and propped her leg over his arm...

When he shifted to straighten his body, she reached out and touched his cheek.

He froze but didn’t pull away.

Instead, he turned his head to look at her, his expression unreadable.

Ignoring her stinging foot, she studied his face—the arched eyebrows and the chiseled cheekbones, the strong jaw line and the sculptured lips.
She caressed with her fingers where her gaze had been, ran her knuckles over his stubble.

She realized her hand was trembling and let it fall on her lap.

“I don’t know why you love me...I’m so unreasonable and irrational...”

He sat on the edge of the tub, right beside her feet.

“Khushi...I love you...no matter how stupid or frustrating you may be....”

He cleared his throat then pointed to her foot.

“I need to take care of that.” His voice was gruff.  

Arnav pulled out the red and white box and set it on top of the sink .

Neither of them spoke as he sat down again, turned on the tub faucet and held her bleeding foot under the stream of water....

She winced at the stinging sensation, but her gaze followed the outline of his face, his muscular arms and down to his long fingers.

He held her foot in his large hand, his touch gentle and soothing.

He set her cleaned foot on his lap then reached inside the first-aid kit for peroxide and a cotton swab.

He poured the disinfectant on the swab and cleaned her cut.

She whimpered, her leg jerking.

Arnav looked up apologetically “It’s not bleeding anymore, it wasn’t very deep...”

He put her foot down, lifted her up and carried her back out and sat on the bed...pulling her carefully on his lap.

For a moment, he didn’t speak, just held her tight, her head on the curve of his neck.

She could feel his heart beating hard in his chest.

The heat from his body spread, warming her until her shivering subsided.

She let him cuddle her, offering her comfort when she was the one who’d hurt him by pushing him away...

How could she have been such a fool?

This man was priceless.

She turned her head and dropped butterfly kisses on the hot skin of his neck, gripped his face and tilted it so she could kiss along his jaw, the corners of his mouth.

She knew exactly when he relaxed. “Forgive me please...” she whispered.

“I don’t need to...”

She leaned back to look into his eyes.

They were watchful, caring, and serious....

“Wh...what do you mean?”

“I understand why you felt that way...You still need to forgive all the wrongs I’ve done to you, I have no right to be angry at you...when you were only trying to protect your heart...But Khushi...” he leaned forwards, his gaze turning brutal...”Don’t you EVER distance us again....”

She blinked “I couldn’t let you be hurt again because of me...”

He blew out air and shook his head. “I know. Just don’t ever do it again....”

“I won’t...I won’t... I’m really so—”

“Don’t. No more apologies. ..”

He planted a brief kiss on her lips.

“My God you’re beautiful...”

Khushi smiled...”Shall we try to have a normal, relaxing night now?”

“I used to live normally quite easily. Unfortunately, you bring out something primal in me.” He angled his head and kissed her again, deeply, possessively.

She pulled him close and poured all her hunger and need in a single kiss.

Within seconds, the atmosphere in the room changed.
He gripped her head and plundered her mouth as he intended to do her body.

Their heavy breathing, sighs and groans filled the room as their needs spiraled out of control.

The desire to cherish and please clashed with the wild urge to conquer and claim.

The former won hands down and he slowed to a languid pace.

Her responses, the tiny moans, the arching of her back, were spurring him on...

He moved back...a wild light shining in his eyes...

Pushing her thighs apart, he separated her labia with great care and licked her entire slit once, twice, three times.

She shivered with every sweep of his tongue, the slightly roughened flesh sending electric shocks through her.

When he gently peeled back the hood protecting her clit and took the throbbing bud between his teeth, she was sure she would ignite...

His mouth gently posessed every inch of her...

When he finally climbed over her she was panting her pleads...”Please....Arnavji...Please...”

“Please what...Please take me home? Please stay away from me? Please Let me go!?!?!! WHAT KHUSHI!!!”

Her tears began to fly off her cheeks as she shook her head...

He lowered his lips to hers and spoke softly against them...“Please have me once again and claim you as mine?”

“Yes,” she breathed. “Please.”

Gripping her hips he thrust himself inside her, deep enough to press against the mouth of her womb.

He held himself motionless, filling every inch of her...

The flare of heat in his eyes as he brought her to the edge of release again and again, controlling the moment when a shattering orgasm crashed down on her.

Caring for her in a hundred different ways.

His kindnesses. His tenderness. Always putting her comfort first.

And finally,  she came with shattering intensity.

Her orgasm roared through her, contracting her muscles and shaking her so hard she was sure she’d fall apart.

His climax followed soon after as he growled in primal satisfaction...

The were sweating and heaving when the violent shudders became aftershocks, and the aftershock became tiny quivers.

At last he lowered her legs to the bed and leaned his forehead down to hers.

Breathing was a problem, and Khushi’s heart was still beating so fiercely against her ribs she thought they’d crack.

Long moments passed before he roused himself...

Rising up on his elbows, his eyes were hypnotising her...

He was raw and so sexually seductive that she couldn’t look away...

As his eyes held hers, he began to slowly thrust inside her once again...

She couldn’t do anything but respond, matching him thrust for thrust as she spiraled higher and higher until she thought she would die from the edge of madness gripping her.

“Arnavji...I...I can’t take it anymore!!” she cried in ecstasy....

One of his hands cupped her breast, grasping her nipple between his fingers, and his other hand moved to the throbbing nub of her sex.  

Then he plucked both in rhythm to his movements until she screamed, her hips bucking uncontrollably.

Arnav drove into her with a need that had never racked his body  so urgently before.  

Her mouth lay softly open, just waiting for him.  

He claimed her lips in a devistatingly soft kiss...
Watching her shudder with sexual need had him so rock hard, so damn hot, that he’d never been this out of control.  

Her eyes, smoky with desire, had turned the deep green of a wild storm...  

He let out a ferocious roar, shoving deep one last time.

She cried out as another shudder of pleasure claimed her and triggered his release simultaniously.  

He felt the shock of their mutual orgasm all the way through his body...but it wasn’t enough, he needed to be closer to her.  

As if feeling the same, she reached for him and he leaned forward, matching his palms to hers, threading his fingers through hers as he pressed harder against the bed...

He thrust again, heightening the aftershocks of pleasure and still needed more.  

Planting his mouth on hers, he kissed her hard.  

It was as if the sexual energy thrumming between them needed this many points of contact to flow through or he’d explode.  

His knees were weak and a dizzy sensation spun around inside his head.  

He didn’t know exactly what in the hell had just happened to him, but he knew he felt mighty powerful...

They collapsed together...

Khushi couldn’t move from the heat and fullness of him inside of her, from the pressure of his body pinning her...

She reveled in the feel of his strong hands holding hers captive against the bed.

Clamping her legs around his hips, she pulled him closer to her.  

His eyes found hers and he pressed himself deeper again, groaning.  

She stared at him, speechless.  

He stared back, almost out of his mind with love for her...  

The moment hung, seemingly endless...

He held her tight, for how long he didn’t know.

But one thing remained for certain...He'd never let her go...



Don't fret just yet...


Epilogue coming soon...


6 comments:

  1. amazing dear....loved it from 1-49....
    as i have said previously ...arnav in ur series
    is way too attractive and too good to be true...

    but thanks for keeping us hooked ......

    take care
    Sri.

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  2. i loved this ff... cant believe its over! arnav reclaiming his love for khushi was fabulous... i love this arnav whos not afraid to accept his feelings and knows what he wants

    waiting for the epilogue :)))

    -cherry227

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  3. Ww finally they agreed on no distance between them
    Pretty hot... I here....

    Sileyhug7679

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  4. awesome update loved it very hot glad they decide to stay together loved it hot hot hot and well written

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  5. Omg what can I say I have loved this FF so much & am sad it has come to an end :( There hot & steamy passionate love scenes have been so beautifully written by you. Loved how you have portrayed both Arnav & Khushi. Glad that they have finally come together as one :)

    Once again brilliant concept & most of all so beautifully & passionately written. Loved every update. Thank you so much x x x x
    arnavluva - IForums x x

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