Friday, May 4, 2012

An Outfall Of Emotions




Arnav stared at her ...fury etched in his face..."What is this!!!!!"

"This is me, decorating MY side of the room...i have left your side exactly the say it was..." Khushi smiled triumphantly...

"Khushi this is MY house!!! You can't just..."

"this is my house too!!!! For 6 months!!! And I am demanding my rights!" She stood firm

Arnav grabbed her arm...his grip was anything but gentle...

He pulled her towards him..."Your rights? Fine. What about MY rights? I'm your husband...So I want...what a husband and wife give each other..." He tugged her even closer...

For a moment she was frightened...but as he held her closer their eyes locked...

Arnav knew he wanted her...

Khushi felt her heart being faster...

Angry at her body's response and the totally inappropriate  words he spoke, she lashed out. "You, Mr. Raizada, can go straight to hell!!!"

Struggling to free her arm and not able to, she raised her other hand to slap his face.

 He clutched her wrist in his hand. "Oh, no you don't," he seethed. "I have put up with your  behavior long enough."

 Bending her arm behind her back, he leaned so close that his chest brushed against hers. "But no more, Khushi. I will not put up with your nonsense anymore."

His anger had been stretched to the limit. His body felt like a torch as he pressed closer.

Even in anger he still felt desire for her.

 What was it about this woman that set his pulse racing and every nerve on edge? 

 Unable to control his own body, he claimed her lips.

 She struggled against him, but that proved futile and only ignited the flames already devouring her body.

 Anger and desire merged into one emotion.

 Everything else faded away leaving only this moment impressed in their minds.  

Khushi knew she should push away, step back, or do something to end this madness, yet her body didn't budge.

 His kiss left her immobile and thirsty for more like the scorched fields drinking in rain...

She felt a chilling sensation when his hands released her arms.

 A moment later they were gliding up her back, creating a whirlwind of emotions.

She wound her arms around his neck, clinging to him helplessly, her fingers played with his thick black mass of hair.

She felt faint from lack of oxygen but didn't move or take any steps to stop him

Arnav finally broke the kiss, completely taken aback...

Looking into her startled eyes he saw something else, although he was not sure what.

Love.

Hate.

Desire.

Anger.

These emotions so closely mirrored each other that it was hard to tell which one she felt.

He certainly knew what he felt...

Love...

Furious with himself...He turned on his heel and left.


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Khushi stood in her dimly lit room...

Her thoughts completely jumbled...

Her heart beating wildly...

She lifted her fingers to her damp lips...

"Did he just...?"

She shook her head in disbelief...

"what? What was that? Why did he?"

she could still feel his muscular arms around her... his firm fingers pressing into her hair...

the anger and passion of the kiss sent powerful tremors through her limbs...

Khushi had to sit down on the bed quickly to relieve her wobbling knees...

..........

Payal knocked and entered her room..."Khushi???"

Khushi tried to shake off the new sensations that kept pulsing through her...

"It's time for our evening meal...are you coming?"

Khushi nodded and followed her sister...

..........

Arnav had stormed off downstairs...

His heart was beating erratically...

His nerves were like raw live wires...

"Chote?"

He stopped briskly in front of his sister...

"what happened? Are you okay?"

Arnav could hardly think straight let alone talk properly...

"I ... I have to..."

"You have to come to have dinner..." Anjali commanded...

"I just...i mean...we just..." Arnav pulled at his collar...

"it's okay...Payalji has gone to fetch Khushiji..."

There is was again...and electric shock pulsed through him at the mention of her name...

He followed Anjali to the table...

"So is everyone enjoying Khushiji's food??? You know...KKGSR Tiffin Service...." Anajli smiled heartily...

"She has been working so hard...getting up before everyone...we don't even see her in the morning now...when she does get home she immediately starts preparing for the next day of business...I'm actually a bit concerned for her...Chote, Please make sure she's getting enough rest...She will make herself ill if she works too hard..."

Anjali looked over at Arnav...

He was lost in his thoughts...

He recalled how she had made sugarfree food for him especially...

Arnav remembered her beaming smile as she served the food...

Her smile...

Now his mind wandered back to her lips...

As he was replaying the kiss they just shared, Arnav looked up to the top of the stairs and saw Khushi descending with Payal...

My God, this woman had the cutest, sweetest face he had ever laid eyes on...

His focus now locked onto her lips.

They were trembling ever so slightly.

Arnav felt the world tilt just a fraction, he wanted to follow that irresistible pull and enjoy the silky softness of that delectable mouth.

As Khushi got closer...she saw his eyes on her...

They were both reliving that same moment...

That moment when his lips sought hers...

When their hands searched for each others body...

The strength of their emotion...

The heightened exposure of anger...

The sudden burst of mutual desire...

"Chote?" This jolted him out of his trance...

Arnav stood up fast, "Di, i'll eat in my room..."

"What? Chote, we are all here now...and i was talking to you..."

"I need to finalize some business..."  he stormed off...ignoring Khushi completely as she walked past him...

.........


Sometime later, Khushi  drowsily entered their room...

Arnav was sitting on his couch absorbed in his laptop work...

Khushi was feeling tired...

Exhausted from a long day of working for her new business...

She quietly walked past Arnav...

There was a constant voice in her head saying, "Talk to him! Ask him what that meant! Ask him now!"

But her body was tired...her head was starting to throb with the onset of a headache....

She gathered her night clothes and went in the bathroom to change...

Her head was spinning from weariness...

Khushi came sauntering out talking to herself...making lists of all the things she had to do for the next day...suddenly, she stopped in her tracks... Looking around...the room started spinning...

Arnav was still sitting on the couch feigning work...

"A...Ar...Arnavji?" she stammered

Arnav growled..."Shut up Khushi...I'm working. I don't want to talk to you."

Khushi hardly heard a word he said...

Everything sounded fuzzy...

She held her head and tried to get his attention once more..."P...Pl...Pleeaasee Arnavvvji..."

He shifted further around so he wouldn't have to face her...

But his widening eyes caught her reflection in the window...

And his heart stopped as he saw her tumble to the floor...

Faster than the speed of light, Arnav spun around and ran to her..."Khushi!!!"




....................



"Khushi!!!!!" Arnav yelled as he ran to her...

She was laying unconscious on the floor...

Falling to her side, he gently  lifted her upper body into his arms, "Khushi.....Khushi!?" he whispered hoarsely...

He cursed himself for not paying attention to her...

His hand came up to wipe her hair away from her face...

"Khushi...Khushi...open your eyes...please....open your eyes..."

Khushi's’ eyes flickered at the sound of his voice... 

Her back arching as she dragged much needed air into her lungs...

She lifted her hand to her head...cringing at the pounding in her ears...

She tried to focus her eyes, but she still felt extremely lightheaded...

"Khushi? Khushi are you okay? Talk to me..."

For several seconds she was too stunned to say anything but lay in Arnav's steady arms...

She tried to focus...

Her eyes ascended to look into Arnav's deep eyes...

His expression was anxious and filled with worry...

Khushi  looked at down and saw how their bodies we entwined as they lay on the floor...

Feeling nervous and embarrassed, she tried to break free...

Arnav's grip tightened around her...

He rose to his knees and he scooped her up in his arms then got to his feet...

Arnav became conscious of the fact that she had lost weight...

She had been so busy working that she hadn't taken care of herself...

He heart filled with angst...even HE hadn't taken care of her...

Standing still for a moment, he cradled her against him and looked into her eyes...

Khushi tried to speak...“I-I’m s-sorry,” she managed to say before the dam broke and she burst into tears...

Arnav's throat constricted at the look of utter misery on her face. . .

Quickly and carefully placing her on the bed, he sat down next to her...

Khushi cried  against his chest...

A tenderness like nothing he’d ever known before welled up inside him, melting away all the anger and pain and bitterness that had consumed him only moments before... 

All he wanted to do now was take care of her and protect her from ever being hurt again...  

Hearing her cries made him determined to atone for all the times he had hurt her...

As her tears subsided, she went still and silent...

Arnav would have thought she’d fallen asleep if it hadn’t been for the delicate hands clinging so tightly to his shirt...

Pressing his cheek to hers, he stroked her hair, inhaling her intoxicating scent ...

Questions began filling mind...

How had he survived before without her?   
How had he gotten through the long, lonely nights when he’d tossed and turned, his stomach churning because he knew that in a few short hours he would begin another automatic day ? 
How come he no longer wanted to be without her? 

His heart knew the answer...  

Even though his mind  tortured him with thoughts and images of her betrayal, his heart refused to believe it. ..

Arnav gently lifted her to sit back ... “Khushi...look at me...”

Khushi slowly lifted her teary eyes to his....

"No..." Arnav thought..."She isn't to blame for anything...what i saw was NOT what it appeared to be...I will find out the truth..."

Khushi's voice interrupted his racing thoughts..."I...I'm fine...I'm sorry..."

"Shhhhh...are you hurting? The truth Khushi..."

Khushi's worry filled eyes glanced back and forth...."I...I'm really fine..."

Holding her face in his hands his eyes penetrated hers..."don't...i asked for the Truth..."

She blinked a few times and finally spoke....

“My...My hand....and...and my...my ankle... ” she admitted shakily. ... 

Arnav lifted her hand...the one she said was injured...

She nervously tried to pull away only to hiss in pain and let her hand fall limply onto his...

Arnav's eyes shot up and gave her a warning not to try to pull away again...

His fingers ran along her hand, along her fingers...across her palm...

His touch was gentle...soothing...

“I will take care of you..."

Khushi's eyes darted up to meet his..."what? No no...i know you were doing business work...even i have a business now...and i need to sleep now so i can be up early to..."

"Khushi stop talking!"

Khushi's lips remained parted but she instantly stopped speaking...

"You aren't going anywhere. You're hurt. Now sit still..."

Khushi’s gaze never left his face as he examined her injuries ...

The furrow between his brows grew more pronounced as he carefully assessed her ...  

Foolishly, her heart leapt at the thought that he genuinely cared for her, that the gentle way he held her swollen ankle was an indication that his concern was borne out of real feelings for her.  

But that illusion was quickly shattered when he suddenly shot to his feet and towered over her with his lips pressed into a grim line and his dark eyes flashing with anger.

 “What the hell were you thinking!!! Starting such a time consuming business that makes you faint in exhaustion?”   Raking his fingers through his hair, Arnav turned away from her and took a few halting steps before whirling around again.  

“Now, because of this, you have literally hurt yourself!” he rebuked sternly.  

“What if you had  hit your head when you fell!?   You could have suffered a concussion!”  

Khushi’s lips trembled.  She knew Arnav was  ruthless, he had to be to keep his  business operating smoothly.

But his hot and cold attitude was now slicing  through her already fragile heart, bringing fresh tears to her eyes. 

“I’m perfectly fine,” she lied, grinding her teeth against the painful task of sitting up and inching her legs over the side of the bed.

He moved towards her stopping her from getting up...

“You are not fine,” he snapped...   “Your ankle has already swollen twice its normal size...and your hand is bruising...there will be no more talk of this stupid tiffin service!!! Understand!?”

Khushi  inhaled sharply...   “If I’m so much trouble, maybe you should go find yourself a wife who you don't hate so much so you don’t have take time out of your busy schedule to tend to her!”

Khushi's words struck his heart...He remembered telling her that he hated her...his eyes clasped tightly as he spoke...

“I don't hate you” he said softly, his anger spent. ..




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"You DON'T hate me?" Khushi said confusedly...

Her eyes searched his...

"No...I don't hate you..."

They were silent...

Finally Arnav broke the silence and said, "I...I'll go and get something to help with the pain..."

"No...I'm fine..." she said curtly as she tried to shift her body...

Finding it harder than she thought, she let out a quick cry of pain...

"Khushi! Stay still damnit! There are painkillers in the bathroom, just don't move!"

Arnav disappeared and quickly returned, demanding that she take the medicine...

"they are strong and work fast, so you shouldn't feel any pain soon...they'll also make you quite tired, so just settle back...I will be sleeping on the couch..."

Khushi just nodded...

.........

As Khushi slept, hazy dreams  and forgotten memories were returning to her...

Holi...

Arnav...

Music...

Dancing...

Khushi smiled in her sleep as her dream was sparking hidden moments that had been suppressed by drinking Bhaang....

She turned to lay on her side and unknowingly hit her hand...

The pain that rippled through her hand struck another dimension in her subconscious...

Shyam.

His attempt to colour her.

His hand dragging her away as he trapped her against the tree.

His palms on her face.

"...no...don't...don't touch me...don't! DON'T TOUCH ME! YOU DISGUST ME! GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!...."


"SHYAMJI I BEG YOU!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"

........

Arnav saw Khushi fall asleep peacefully...

His mind began to fill with all the times their eyes had made love to each other...

They didn't have to touch to feel the heat and intensity of their passion ...

But now that he'd kissed her...

Arnav felt his muscles tighten...His groin started to buzz...

"I love her..." he breathed as he sank into a deep sleep...

As he slept, his mind replayed  all the betrayal...

Arnav woke with a start and felt acute jolts of pain in his heart...

"I love her...I LOVE HER and she...she..."

He stood up and walked over to her...he looked at her...

"beautiful..." he thought...

But his heart still hurt ..."I don't want to believe that she would...but what i saw..."

Her small cries jolted him to attention...he saw that she'd rolled onto her injured hand...

He sat beside her on the bed and slowly moved her off her hand and onto her back...

She started to mumble..."...no...don't..."

He stared at her thinking she was awake...but her eyes were closed fast...her dreams controlling her words..."...don't touch me...don't! "

Arnav was livid..."even in her DREAMS she's trying to get away from me..."

Anger and fear was spreading inside him ...he was furious that she didn't him to touch her...his thoughts raged at her..."Well don't expect for me to let your lover touch you!"

Her hands started to flail about trying to push something away..."DON'T TOUCH ME! YOU DISGUST ME! GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!...."

Brutally, Arnav grabbed her hands, not caring for her pain, and harshly pressed them to her sides...

He was about to yell at her to wake her when her next words sent shards of bullets hurling into his heart...

"SHYAMJI I BEG YOU!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!!!"

Arnav instantly released her hands...

His eyes were open wide...

His heart beating fast...

His mouth open in shock...

He heard her sobs as he noticed her sore hand trembling...

Taking her hand in his, he held it gently...new bruises were forming on her fingers...

Sharp twinges pierced at his heart...

"She wants Jijaji to stop touching her?...she disgusts him? She wants him to leave her alone?"

He thought back to what he saw on the terrace...their hug.........no...SHYAM's embrace or her...her arms tensed and unmoving...

Her words ..."if this marriage mean so little to you then why don't you break it! Leave Anjaliji!"

"What did she mean? Did Jijaji hurt her? Was Shyam up to no good? Was Khushi asking Shyam to leave Di because she was trying to protect...oh God..."

Suddenly stricken with dread, the misunderstanding dawned on him...

All Arnav could do was exhale his words... "oh my God...what i did to her...what i made her do...what I've said to her..."

Arnav stayed by her side...he held her hand softly...as though she would break if he let go...

He sat next to her until the sun started to rise...

As the light hit her face he saw her glowing with purity, beauty, and innocence...

Arnav couldn't fathom how unlimited her strength seemed to be...how her attitude still had positivity to it...through it all, she still even showed care for HIM...

His anger wanted to break her...

Arnav closed his eyes in despair...

As Khushi's eyes opened slowly ...
  

...............




Khushi opened her eyes  and saw Arnav...

She wanted to sit up quickly and move away, but feeling the pain that swept through her made her freeze...

Her Heart started beating faster...

Thoughts racing...

"why is he here...sitting with me...?"

Memories of fainting, interrupting his work, fighting yet again and his anger towards her jolted her into the present...

Frightened to move, frightened to speak...she lay still...just staring at him...

But her lips parted in surprise when she heard him whisper..."Why did i believe such lies...how do I handle this now..."

Khushi shut her eyes..."Lies?...handle this?...Oh God...does he still hate me that much!? What can i do? What should i do? I need to stay away from him...not upset him..."

Arnav felt her tremble...He turned to face her...

He saw her eyes clamped tightly shut...Her brows furrowed...

"Khushi?" He whispered...

She started to shiver in fear...seeing her afraid, sent tremors of guilt through him...

"Khushi...are you okay?"

Hearing his concern, she opened her eyes...

Arnav looked intently at her..."are you in any pain?"

She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't find her voice...

Leaning in slightly..."do you need anything? Anything at all?"

"I...I..."

Arnav looked at her attentively...he saw her fear, her nerves, her pain...He saw her innocence...

Anguish more severe than anything he'd ever known ravaged through him...

"Khushi..." his voice quiet and soothing..."come, sit up...let me help you..."

Holding her shoulders with extreme delicacy... He lifted her to sit up...

His heart beat faster as he pulled her closer and closer to him...

Their eyes held each others...

As they sat facing each other, Khushi trembled and Arnav became painfully aware of what he had done...

Letting his eyes take her in...he saw her eyes...he saw her lips...overcome with need he slowly began to lean in...

Khushi remembered the last time he almost kissed her..."what is he doing...? I...I want him to stop...I want him to stop...I...I...I don't want him to stop..." and she closed her eyes...

Arnav saw her eyes flutter shut...his hold on her shoulders stayed firm...

Feeling his breath so close on her face made her lips part ...

Her stomach was somersaulting...her nerves on edge...and just when she thought she'd explode with anxiety, she felt his open mouth touch hers, soft and feathery light.

The contrast to the dominance she’d been expecting made her muscles tense even further.

Arnav felt her body tense up...

Slowly he released her shoulders and moved his hands down the length of her arms...

He gently swam his lips along hers...his heart hammering in his chest...desperate torrents of repentance flowed through him...

Khushi didn't move...she didn't even kiss him back...

Her lips remained still but pliable...

Arnav softly enclosed her lower lip between his lips and ran his tongue along it...copying his action on her top lip...She tasted like honey...his whole body was buzzing with need...

It took monumental self control to not roughly pull her against him...his entire being was aghast at the memories of all that he did to her...all that he said...his mouth pressed slightly harder onto hers...

Khushi was entranced...the touch of his lips on hers...the heat emanating from his mouth...she started feeling strange sensations flowing inside her... a new feeling would pulse through her with every brush of his lips...

But the second his mouth pressed harder...he quenched the thirst of her body...a tidal wave of desire gushed through her...her stomach tightened and she felt moisture begin to drip from her core...

Suddenly fearful she moved back away from him...her eyes were full of desire but her body quivered with fright...

His eyes held the same amount of passion...but as soon as he noticed her fear..."Khushi?...Khushi...I...I..."

A Knock at their door struck Khushi's senses back into her currant surroundings...

"Chote?!"

Arnav barely noticed his sister's entrance into his room...his focus was on Khushi...until he saw terror flash in her eyes...

He turned to see his sister...but only a few steps behind her stood Shyam

Arnav instantly stood protectively in front of Khushi..."Di...What did you want?"

Anjali smiled and shook her head..."Chote...I came up to see Khushiji...she's normally up at this time, but I hadn't seen her..."

"We were worried about Khushiji..." Shyam said...his voice dripping with evil...

The beast inside Arnav threatened to rear it's ugly head...

"I'm okay Di...really...I tripped last night...and ..." Khushi looked worriedly up at Arnav...

Arnav saw her anxious expression..."Di, Khushi fainted from exhaustion...she was hurt so i gave her some medicine to relax her and..."

"yes...yes... That's why i overslept...I'm okay...really..."

Arnav could see it clear as day now...

He saw Khushi's gaze steer away from Shyam...

Her body language became completely different and unwelcoming...

Fisting his hands he groaned inwardly at the severe injustice she'd suffered...

"But Khushiji...you were hurt..." Anjali sat down on the bed and lifted Khushi's hand in her own...

Khushi hissed in pain...

"oh Khushiji...you really are injured..."

"Di...I don't remember it hurting this much last night..." Khushi rasped

Arnav remembered grabbing her arms and hands while she was having her nightmare...he recalled squeezing her hand in anger...

"Oh God..."

Khushi and Anjali looked up...

Arnav realized he thought out loud...

"Chote? What happened?"

"...I...I..." his eyes went to Khushi..."I will get some more painkillers for you..."

"No need..." Shyam's voice pierced the air..."I have some here..."

Anjali looked up smiling..."So thoughtful..."

Arnav's blood boiled with fury...

Khushi and Arnav both yelled "NO!" at the same time...

Their eyes darted towards each others...Arnav's eyes held remorse and a new found determination , but Khushi's eyes held fear and anxiety...

Keeping his gaze on her, Arnav spoke firmly..."Di...Jijaji...Please leave us..."

Khushi felt her muscles tighten...her nerves were like live wires..."Uh...Di....Di? I...I..."

Anjali slowly stood up and placed her hand on Khushi's cheek..."it's ok...Chote wants to be a good husband and look after you...I will be back up soon with some tea..."

Reluctantly, khushi nodded and smiled slightly as Anjali and Shyam left...

Arnav saw Shyam's furious expression...Arnav was ready to maul him...the hatred inside him was like a blazing furnace...

The minute they were alone, Arnav cautiously walked up to his wife...

Khushi watched as her husband strode towards her...

"Khushi...?"

Her voice came out whisper quiet..."I won't say anything...I won't go to your office...I'll let the others handle the lunch service..."

"No...Khushi that's not what I..."

"please...I don't want to say anymore..."

Arnav tried to keep breathing..."Khushi...That...that  kiss..."

Khushi lifted her head to face him and said..."I...I...don't know what it meant...I don't understand anything you do anymore..."

Arnav re-seated himself beside her...

"What I've done, in the past...before this moment...I regret so deeply...I feel sick remembering how i spoke to you...and how I..." He looked down at her bruises...he went to hold her hand but her reflex action was to pull away...

"I don't understand Arnavji...You hate me...You avoid me...You abuse me...You're nice to everyone accept me...What have I done..." She willed herself not to cry..."Please...Please tell me what I've done!?"

Arnav turned away...the power of his emotions was extreme...

Feeling immensely frustrated, Khushi lifted her hands and grabbed his shirt to pull him back to face her...but the second she put pressure on her injured hand she cried out in pain...

Her yelp sparked his attention... In and instant, he turned to hold her ...he took her hand...and saw her brace herself...

"no Khushi...I'm not going to hurt you..."

"Let...let go of my hand..." she said apprehensively...

Sorrow mounted in his heart..."Khushi...I...I didn't..."

"Please let Go of my hand..." she pleaded...

He didn't say anymore...he stood up and walked to the bathroom...

Khushi released the breath she was holding...

"i will steer away from him...he can't be mad at me if i'm not near him..."...

Khushi was attempting to get up when she saw Arnav return...

 He held a bowl of salted cold water in his hands...

Kneeling beside the bed...He lifted her hand with the utmost tenderness and carefully placed her hand in the water ...

Khushi gasped when her sensitive skin touched the ice cold water..."that...that's so cold..."

"it will bring the bruising out...help it to heal faster..."

Astonishment. Khushi could only gawk at him as his gentleness started to unravel her feelings...

"why are you doing this?..."

Arnav couldn't respond...

"Mr. Raizada, i'm asking you a question..."

He continued to caress her hand...running his fingertips lightly over her  skin...

"What does it matter to you! Only the other day you said that i deserve all this!? What has changed!?  I don't understand!"

Confused and agitated , she yanked her hand away...

Water splashed onto him from her sudden movement...

Khushi froze with alarm...His eyes held hers...Her lips parted as she was about to apologize...

Arnav threw the bowl of water off him and slid up to her, snaking one arm around her...

She began to squirm but he tightened his arm around her waist and he drew her against the length of his body in one swift movement.

He started into her eyes for what seemed like an eternity...Then claimed her mouth with his. 



.................



He was staring down at her with those eyes....   

The eyes that swallowed her will power and reduced her to liquid.   

She was securely confined in his arms...

She let his large hands curl around her...one hand settling on the small of her back.   

Khushi was lost in him...”Why can’t I remember why I hate him...Why can’t I remember...?”

As her thoughts raged war with her heart, Arnav kissed her...

Her hands that were laying limp at her sides slowly began to move...gliding her fingers along his hard biceps, up to his shoulders...

Feeling her hands on him drove him to the brink of insanity...

“Khushi...I’m so sorry...for everything...for every harsh word I ever spoke to you...for every time I hurt you...” he recalled the times he had bruised her and ran his hands up to her upper arms holding her carefully...

Khushi’s voice came of it’s own accord...”why? if you feel this way...why? why did I deserve it then and not now? why the change now? have I changed in some way?”

Arnav turned away, feeling deeply ashamed...


His hands moved down to hold hers...”I...I...No...You didn’t deserve it then...you have never deserved any of the abuse I gave you...I have been in love with you for so long...you haven’t changed at all...you’ve been the same, constant, beautiful, commited woman you always have been...”

Feeling full of confusion, she could only whisper...”wwhyy then?...Y...You said once that I hurt you...Please tell me what I did...I never meant to hurt you...”

His heart felt like it was being crushed....”My God...I can’t believe what I’ve done...She done nothing wrong...She’s lied for me, cared for me, changed for me...and all I’ve ever done was hurt her and break her heart...”

“Ar...Arnavji...?”

He turned back to face her...She flinched back in slight fear at his sudden movement...

Anger.

Anger at himself.

“No no no Khushi...Please don’t be afraid of me...”

Her pride quickly shot up...”I...I’m...I’m not afraid of you...”

Arnav smiled a little and lifted his hands to cradle her face...”I don’t know how...you...You have so much strength...so much courage...”

Khushi felt tears coming...”I am not strong...I have cried many times...I have failed many times...even against you...”

“No Khushi...you have won every challenge that has been put forth between us...” his arms went around her waist again and he bent her backwards slightly...

“You have cried because of the pain you were in...I will make ALL who have hurt you PAY for what they have done...” he held her gaze...”that includes me...”

He couldn’t put words to what his emotions were yelling, and he didn’t stop to try.

Instead, he leaned in and kissed her...slanting his lips over hers, pressing his body closer to hers...


Instinct took over...Khushi parted her lips, invited him to do likewise and to use his tongue against hers.


He tightened his hold, his hands sliding over her back …


Her husband was bringing all her feelings back to life...after months of indifference, he was now acting like a husband...


She brought up her arms to loop around his neck...


Heat rose between them, a hazy column of need and surprise.


He never expected this, never expected her to respond...but hell if he was going to question any of what was happening...


The coil at the base of his spine squeezed and desire grew.

The kiss changed then, becoming frantic, needy, the harder press of her lips to his , the fevered thrust of his tongue against hers.


His thoughts raced, but he couldn’t catch a single one.


All he knew was this kiss, her body, his body.


Arnav began to run his hands along her ribcage, and started to venture higher...


He felt her trembling...


His hands stilled and moved back to her hands, he held them and squeezed gently...


“Khushi...” he whispered against her lips...  “If you don’t want me to...”


“I don’t...I...I don’t understand...” she said breathlessly...


“I love you Khushi...If nothing else...understand that...”


With tears in her eyes, she surrendered to him...


Arnav saw her close her eyes...


He didn’t know how he came to deserve her...


He looked at the love of his life...her eyes closed...her lips parted...her breathing rapid...


Pulling back the covers, he saw that her nightdress had already shifted up to around her hips...


Khushi held her breath when she felt his hands brush against her thighs...

He started pulling the thin cotton hem higher and higher...


With every passing second, Arnav saw more and more of her bared skin...


Higher...Her stomach...Her ribs...the underswell of her breasts...


Pausing, Arnav felt fire pulse through his veins...


He wasn’t going to force her...”Kh...Khushi...”


Her breathing was shallow and her chest was heaving...


The seconds felt like hours...but Arnav held himself in check...waiting for her...


Slowly, Khushi lifted her hands and raised her arms above her head...


Torrents of relief and possessiveness plundered thorugh him...


He lifted the remainder of her dress off her and dropped it to the floor...


As Khushi sat bare before him, she opened her eyes...feeling immensely vulnerable, she moved her hands and hugged herself, trying to cover her naked chest...


Arnav hadn’t looked yet...his eyes were on hers...


When she moved to hide herself, he lifted his hands to her face and shook his head...


Pushing his body over hers, he began to kiss her hard....


Khushi opened her mouth to him and Arnav used his tongue to dominate her mouth and body.


His one hand was caught in her hair while the other hand moved gently closer to her breasts.


He continued to kiss her as his hand finally moved over the her fullness...


When he took one nipple between his fingers and squeezed, Khushi let out an involuntary moan...


Leaning back, he slowly looked down...


“You...are...perfect....” he whispered...


Bending over her, He lightly kissed her plump breasts and began to suck gently on her nipple.


Khushi  wound her hands through his thick, black hair as she quiverred against his mouth...


His tongue was like velvet, bringing each nipple to stand erect at his touch.


He began to kiss the valley between her breasts as his hand went to explore her soft mound.


She felt a continuous throbbing between her thighs as his hand moved closer...


He found her clitoris through her underwear and began to play gently with it, first circling it, then softly pulling at it.


Khushi could feel something intense building in her middle.


His finger began to circle the outer edge of her opening, stroking gently, but purposefully.


When he finally reached under the fabric, he ran his fingers along her drenched passage and entered her slowly with his finger...


He felt her juices flowing down her channel...


His own painful erection was pressing against her, looking for its own satisfaction.


His finger entered and withdrew, mimicking what his body would do soon.


Khushi felt the building storm...”Arnavji...A..Ar...Arnavji...”


All this time, his gaze was on her face...


Her hands were sprawled on either side of her head...


He knew she had resigned and given him free reign over her body...


She grabbed the blanket beneath her, twisting it in her fists.


Arnav knew that fire was building inside of her, the heaviness, the pleasure.


He was determined to give her waves of pleasure  that would continue for hours.... but knowing she was a virgin, he wanted her insides to be fully lubricated and prepared...


He felt her tightening against his fingers...


Khushi was afraid...but not of Arnav...the sensations that were now beginning to wrack her body, were completely new and unknown to her...


Suddenly his hand was gone...


Khushi opened her eyes to see that Arnav was on top of her and moving between her legs, his erection pressed against her stomach.


His face was only inches from hers, his stare intent.


He waited until she was able to fully focus on his eyes and said, “Khushi...I am your husband...You are my wife...I love you...more than life...This will be the last time I EVER hurt you...do you understand?”


Khushi thought she nodded...but wasn’t completely sure of what he meant....


She was still panting heavily, her limbs heavy.


Keeping his eyes on her,  he entered her.


Arnav did it swiftly, breaking her innocence in one quick motion.


Fully embedded inside her, Arnav breathed slowly, trying to gain some control.


He knew he hurt her and needed to allow her to get used to the intrusion.


Pain, like nothing else, can startle you back into consciousness.


Khushi felt the tearing pain when Arnav entered her.


She hissed...her eyes wide and glued to his...


“Breathe...Khushi...” he murmured...


She let out the breath that she had been holding...


“last time...” she whispered suddenly realizing what he meant...


Arnav nodded...”last time...ever...”


Soon, the pain had lessened and Khushi felt herself trying to move underneath him.


“Don’t move yet...You need to get used to me...let ME make love to YOU...”


Arnav's eyes were squeezed shut and there was a fine sheen of sweat on his forehead.


His mind was exploding with euphoria...

He was terrified that this was all a dream...

Khushi saw him straining for control...


She took his face in her hands …


When he opened his eyes, she gave him a look that said that not only was she okay, she was ready for more.


Arnav’s heart thuded...he kissed her gently and began to move his hips.


Slowly, he would withdraw and thrust into her again.


Kissing her, treasuring her...


Arnav could hear the pleasure moans coming from deep in her throat.


It fueled his need and he began to thrust more heartily.


She opened her eyes and stared at her husband ..


The wildfire was spreading..


It was a defining moment, he knew.  


Something precious hung in the balance.  


Would she fully give herself to him, giving him that emotional connection he so desperately wanted even as he invaded her body, or would she hide that last, vulnerable part of herself?  


He waited, feeling his own control slipping....


When Khushi suddenly cried out in surrender...he got his answer...


He leaned down and kissed her, her mouth warm and wet, and her tongue actively chasing his.


Arnav felt her entire body stiffen and knew she was about to climax hard...  


“I love you Khushi...I love you...”


Against his lips, she screamed, long and loud as she came.  


He kept moving, prolonging her orgasm until he’d wrung the last ripple of pleasure from her body.  


He felt her muscles clench around him, He felt her body shuddering beneath his, he heard her heart beating just for him...


“Never again...” he thought as he groaned and shattered... blasting inside her with such strong jerks that he thought he was going to die from the pleasure.  


Finally their bodies went limp and he wrapped his arms tightly around her, not sure if he was ever going to be able to let her go.


He rubbed his cheek against the top her head, wanting to tell her how sorry he was, how he didn’t deserve her...but no words came...


Arnav  reached down and grabbed the blanket and covered her up, knowing his wife's propensity toward being cold.


Laying back, he pulled Khushi tightly against him...


“Arnavji...?”


His arms held her closer...”Mmm?”


“I ...I love you too...”

Which was the last thing she said before falling asleep...

Arnav broke down...

He saw her laying in his arms...completely his...

His tears burned his cheeks..."My God...I don't deserve you...after all I have done and you still love me, and you..." his eyes clasped shut..."and you...you give yourself to me with such trust..."

He heart felt like it would shrivel up in pain...

"I will protect you...I won't let anyone hurt you again...I will stop Shyam from ever coming near you again...I promise...From this second...Your life will be different..."




The End

6 comments:

  1. loved it sarah awesome ending loved it very hot loved how he should her worth to loved it well written

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  2. Nice ending......

    Loved it.....

    Smileyhug7679

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  3. Nice ending. Liked that he was so considerate of her. Very nice.

    -desisweetheart9 from IF.

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  4. A Superb Ending!:)

    (tinsel)

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  5. oh my goodness.......heat is rising.....what might d temperature of this part be? 50 degree celsius?lolzz
    By the way awesome OS....!!!

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  6. good ending to him finding out the truth. loved the os <3

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