Tuesday, May 29, 2012

OS : Wild Repentance Part 7





The next morning, Khushi had woken early and hurried downstairs...

Khushi stood in the kitchen...

She started making coffee...

Hearing footsteps, and thinking it was Anjali, she glanced over her shoulder and froze.

“Goodmorning...” Arnav stood in the doorway, sporting a major attitude.

She turned away, every muscle in her body turned to jelly.

With shaky fingers, she made busy work, clueless to anything but the unexpected presence of the very big, very upset man behind her.

She jerked when a warm breath feathered her ear. “Why did you get up so early? Are you seriously going to avoid me?” Her eyes closed.

His body pressed against hers, his hands resting on the counter in front of her, anchoring her in place.

His scent, already familiar, filled her head.

Exhausted from the stressful task of holding in her feelings...and then the erotic desperation for her husband himself, she couldn’t stop the tears.

But she’d be damned if she let him see them.

“Please Leave me alone Arnavji....”

He gripped her waist and spun her to face him.

When he saw her tears, the fire died in his eyes, and was replaced by concern.

She bent her head, not wanting him to know how undone seeing him again made made her.

He tipped her chin up to meet his eyes.

“Khushi...”

She swallowed around the lump in her throat and spoke... “We both have to go our separate ways.”

He shook his head. “No we don’t...I don’t care what excuses your pretty little head has convinced you of...We belong together...Passion like ours is a treasure to hold on to!”

Too tired to be anything other than honest, she said, “I can’t deny that...”

He was quiet for a moment.

Finally, he lifted a hand and touched her cheek...“I love you Khushi?”

Her tears fell then, and his heart felt every one of them.

“I can’t be with you...I’m hurting...and I can’t bring this pain into a relationship...I just can’t...this frightens me so much...”

“Don’t be afraid...I will wait...I won’t push you...but there is also one more thing I won’t do...I won’t let you go...”

“Why shouldn’t I be afraid?”

She glanced around nervously then lowered her voice to a whisper. “We had a very rough start, and that’s not even counting the deceit and the lies...Not exactly the foundation for a solid relationship.”

He scowled. “We may have started out that way, but that is NOT where we are now!”

“Please go away. You’re making this so much more difficult than it has to be.”

“Running away is more difficult than being with me?” He stepped closer...“Don’t run from me, Khushi...”

Her heart leapt at the sweet words.

Running away may very well be useless and exhausting...but if was the only way she could save her heart from more pain, then she was going to keep to her decision...

“I’m sorry Arnavji...I can’t...Tomorrow, our 6 months marriage will end...I will be leaving in the morning...”

Pain.

Pain like nothing he’d ever known began to spiral through him...

Pain that made him feel as if he were bordering on the edge of madness.

And when it wasn’t the pain that had threatened to destroy him, it was the memories themselves.

The knowledge of what had happened, of what he had been directly responsible for.

But he wasn’t about to lose her...

No way in hell...

His determination returned with brute force...

“You never answered my question...Why are you up do early...?”

“No...no...no particular reason.”

She tried to look unconcerned by the hand gliding down her throat to hover at the top of her breasts.

Already, her body began to melt under his touch.

Her nipples thrust toward the material that covered them...

“Liar,” he taunted. “You were up all night imagining what it would have been like if I made love to you again.”

Khushi felt that all too familiar ache get stronger between her legs...

He leaned over.

His warm breath rushed over her lips.

“You wondered what it would be like if I thrust deeply inside your body again, over and over...”

Her gaze shot up and hit him straight in the heart...

She wanted him. So badly that she was about to explode.

“Arnav Singh Raizada...You are arrogant!”

She put her hand on his chest and shoved.

For all the effect her attempt to push him away had, she might as well have been a snowflake battering a mountain.

He took her mouth swiftly, greedily, without tenderness and without love.

It was not so much a kiss as an assault.

His lips were hard on hers, demanding, expert.

Not even for a second did Khushi consider struggling against him.

His arms were like steel.

Releasing her lips suddenly he stared fiercely into her eyes...

"Let go of me."  

She felt her breath whoosh out as he held her tightly against his chest.

"I don't intend to let you go, Khushi. I've already told you that. We can have this any way you want it—your way or mine."  

She struggled to escape his embrace...

Arnav caught her face between his hands. "Look into my eyes Khushi..."

She opened one eye, then shut it. "I don’t want to..."

"Yes, you do." His hands became gentle as he caressed her face.

Her eyes flew open.

That moment, she gave herself up to the haven of Arnav's arms.

His lips pressed against hers and the kiss lasted until her bones had turned to liquid, until the imprint of him was tattooed on her heart.

It lasted until he had almost mounted the battlements of her hurt and penetrated the citadels of her pretense.

It lasted until there was no air left in the hot room to breathe.  

He pulled back and looked down at her. "I need you, Khushi. We need each other."  

"No. I have to deal with this my way...”

Arnav shook his head..."Your way excludes me. I won't be left out of your life. Not for a few weeks, not for a few days, not even for a few hours."  

Her whole body protested when he stepped back...

“Tomorrow is NOT the end of our marriage...”

“I’m leaving tomorrow Arnavji...”

He didn’t say anything, he only gave her his piercing gaze of warning and turned to leave.

….........................

Arnav stormed into their room...

He saw two small suitcases that were carefully hidden behind a chair on her side of the bed...

Her words began to resonate in his head...”leaving...tomorrow...over...leaving...”

Instead of feeling fear, he came to a decision...

“I will let her leave...”

With a heavy heart he prepared for work...

He would continue with his life as usual...

…...........................

That evening, Khushi’s heart felt like it was bearing all the burdens of the world...

Her heart was in love...

But her heart was also crushed...

“How can I love with a broken heart?!” she said through her tears...

She had packed her bags. Every item she lifted felt like it weighed more than her...

Knowing that Arnav would be home at any minute, Khushi quickly took a hot shower...needing the steam to unblock her nose from all the constant crying...

Pulling on a thin robe that hung on the back of the bathroom door, she walked out...

Khushi  looked over the empty cupboard...

All her belongings had been packed.

She had zipped up the suitcases, and pushed them back behind the chair...

This would be her last night in this room.

The last night with her husband...

Her husband...

“How am I going to leave him...?”

That moment, Arnav walked into their room...

He saw her cases from the corner of his eye, and as his gaze shot straight ahead, he saw the empty wardrobe...

Anger.

He’d been thinking about this moment the whole bloody day.

He returned home with a plan to talk, and persuade her to see reason...

But seeing that she had already packed, already decided to leave for good, he felt a new emotion begin to take charge........

It was powerful...

It was dangerous...

It threatened to topple his defenses.

His eyes lasered out to hypnotise to hers....

Just by gazing into the magnificence of his eyes, She could feel the rush of liquid warmth between her thighs, the fierce yearning and soft yielding of her body.

But another moment with his lips on hers and she knew she would be lost.

She was running out of willpower, and felt naked with no defense...

Throwing his briefcase and headset to the floor, he reached her in a few strides and suctioned his mouth onto hers...

The power behind the kiss shifted subtly as he boldly plunged his tongue into her mouth.

Her reaction was immediate.

He felt, rather than heard, the moan deep in her throat...

He was devouring her, feasting on her as if he would never let go.

They were caught in a time warp.

They were two battle-scarred people, desperate for each other, but being held apart by pain...

He pressed his body against hers...

Nothing could marr the endless curves of warm, gilded flesh.

Her breasts were lush and made for his hands...

Her nipples the color of a ripe strawberry that begged for his tongue.

Her hips formed the ancient hourglass figure artists based fantasies on instead of sharp bones that dictated the current fashion.

Khushi was mesmerized...unable to do anything but let the brunt of her husband’s passion hit her in full force.

When she saw him charge towards her, she was unable to say anything...

The sensual pull of his eyes sucked her mind blank...

His lips were causing fireworks inside her...

Fireworks which soon turned to sharp eruptions of pleasure as he began brushing his thumbs across her puckered nipples.

Then he lowered his head to her throat and blew warm breath against her neck, sending goosebumps over her flesh.

“Arnavji...”  She breathed as she licked her fuller lower lip, just a brief nervous flicker, and he was wild with need...

Desire hollowed out his stomach, making it hard to breathe.

Deftly, he shuffled forward, half-carrying and half-dragging her, until her back was against the wall.

Khushi leaned back, her hands gripping his arms for support. “Arnavji...I.... I don’t think we...we should do this...”

Her protest died when he nibbled her ear.  

Instead she let out a soft moan, music to his ears.  

His hands tightened around her waist...

Right now...the matter of continuing was out of her hands...

Her eyes delved into his...

The depth of her gaze slammed into him like a tidal wave, making his gut ache.

He wanted her to feel the full range of his passion, to succumb to it willingly.

Her eyes round as she realized his intentions, she gripped his arms. “Arnavji...no please...I won’t be able...”

“to leave me? GOOD!”

His head swooped low and he claimed her lips.

At the same time he stepped closer and pushed his body harder against hers....

Sinking his hand in her hair, he thrust his tongue past her lips to explore the moist, satiny wonders of her inner mouth.

The taste of her, sweet and exotic, left him light-headed.  

He felt the tremors course through her body, echoing his.

He braced himself, legs slightly apart, as he deepened the kiss.

His hunger was so shocking and manic...

Her unrestrained response so exhilarating...

He plundered her mouth like a man long starved.    

Blood roared in his ears.

Arnav reached for the lapels of her robe and parted them.

She gasped against his mouth, her unrestrained breasts spilling out.

From the corner of his eye, he spied one perfect mound.

Beautiful. Succulent.

He cupped it and rubbed the tight, hard nipple with his thumbs.     

Any moment, he expected Khushi to stiffen, push him away, or tell him to stop.

It would kill him...

His heart prayed earnestly for her surrender...

A protest arose from his throat when her hands started to move to his chest...

“Oh, crap, here it comes.” he thought...

But instead of pushing away, Khushi’s fingers dug into his flesh like talons.

She arched her back, offering him better access to her lush breasts.

If she was going to leave the next day, he was prepared to drag this last night to eternity and back.

He wanted her over the edge, tumbling to the other side with nothing but the sound of his name on her lips.

He released her mouth to trail a sensual line down her chest, savoring the taste and texture of her skin, her exotic flowery scent.

“Arnavji..” she gasped, her breath coming out in spurts, her chest rapidly rising and falling.

“I’m right here...” Arnav buried his face in the valley between her breasts, raw sensations rocking his body.

He pulled her pulsing nipple in his mouth.

Khushi jerked and shuddered as though prodded by a live wire.

Her moans grew wilder as he grazed the throbbing peak with his teeth and soothed with his tongue.

The taste of her, her utter passionate response was more than he’d hoped for.

She felt the beginning of a mighty climax starting to brew, and the her emotions were spiraling out of control...

She began to sob and whimper...

He shifted, cutting off her cries with his mouth.

One hand held her nape as he deepened the kiss while the other swept over her hip, soon reaching to the apex between her legs.

Her thighs clamped together in one final attempt at resistance.

He nibbled along her jaw, her neck, the sensitive area behind her ear, his hands changed directions, stroking her inner thighs, begging for her surrender.

Love.

The power and strength of his love for her blew away her last shred of resistance...

Her thighs trembled as they parted.  

Arnav ran a finger over the hot entrance to her body, as his mouth moved softly and teasingly over hers...

He could feel her inner heat, his finger soon became soaking wet with her juice.

She could have sworn she growled.

She flung her head back, her thighs wide, her core crying and dripping for this man, her husband, who treasured her so fiercely...

The torture went on and deliciously on for unbearably wonderful moments.

He slowly pressed two fingers inside her while he circled and circled her pulsing clit....

Khushi’s legs began to shake as he dipped another finger into her and swirled her walls.

Driven to madness, he swiftly lifted her trembling body and lay her on the bed...

He slammed his mouth on her hard....

Pulling away, he licked her nipples with his velvety tongue...

Then he put both palms to the insides of her upper thighs and spread her wide.

He brought her hips forward on the bed and lowered his dark head.

The first flick of his tongue had her bucking.

He tilted her hips up for him so that he could trace his burning tongue over every inch of her throbbing labia.

When he lapped at the wet pink flesh  she jerked as if tiny thunderbolts had shot through her system.

He teased at her, flicking his tongue lightly, tasting her and covering her with an open-mouthed kiss.

“Oh, God,” she cried, thrusting her hips out at him.

He stroked his tongue over her again.

A storm threatened inside her...

Her climax heating, building in intensity and would boil any second.

Then the heated waves came, in rapid succession, steaming her senses, melting her insides, erupting from her very core and shooting out in pleasurable waves.

Her body jerked against his fingers, gyrating in need to extend the moment, but there was no need.

His tongue lapped just so, his mouth sucked firmly and Khushi forgot to breathe, forgot to move, forgot to do anything other than feel the Intensity overtake her....

Just as she was ready to collapse in a languorous heap, he moved over her...

His eyes glued to her face....

And he slowly pushed inside her.

Rock Hard.

He withdrew and thrust powerfully back inside her...

So deep she gasped for breath.

A thrust meant to brand her, to stretch her...

She clung to his shoulders , clung to his strength as his hips pistoned and he slowly thrust into her time and again.

Over and over...

Purposeful penetrations meant to forge their bodies together indefinitely.

“Khushi...You’re mine.”

She didn’t speak.

Not to deny his claim, nor to admit to the truth of his words.

Instead she wrapped her legs around his waist and cradled him deep inside her.

Deeper, faster, Deeper.

Khushi’s fingernails dug into his back, clinging to him, urging him onward, letting wave after wave of pleasure rock through her.

“Open your eyes Khushi...”

Her face was flushed...

Cries that kept getting louder rang from her lips...

“Open your eyes!”

She lifted her heavy lids and fixed her sight on him...

Arnav leaned closer...

“I want to look in your eyes when I make you climax again.”

Arnav cocked his hips and plunged deep into her womb.

Pleasure shot through her.

“Don’t close your eyes,” he ordered.

She immediately opened the eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed.

Wrapping her legs around his, she met him thrust for thrust.

Pleasure curled and weaved its way through her body, taking every nerve cell captive.

Her muscles beat to the pulse, milking his hard length, causing his legendary control to shatter and spill inside her in a frenzied pistoning of his hips....

His eyes held hers...

Even in the midst of his shuddering release, he noted her eyes...

Khushi saw his love...saw his devotion...

And recognizing that, her muscles began to flutter again...

Arnav’s eyes widened...

He lowered his head and sucked her aching nipple into his mouth...

Instantly, Khushi let out a loud scream...

Arnav’s body came to life and he withdrew from her body, only to thrust back inside her again...

His pace increased as they passionately made love as only one completely joined soul could...

“Oh...Oh God...No....It’s too much...” her voice was pleading...

“No Khushi...Love it never too much...”

Holding up the weight of his body with one hand, he slid his other arm around her waist and lifted her torso to his...

Drawing one of her breasts into his mouth, he continued to penetrate her without pause, making her panting cries shatter into full blown screams...

Her entire form shook as her husband possessed her body completely and fully...

He felt her muscles tightening...

His tongue felt her nipples throbbing hard in his mouth...

Her screams became strangled as her inner walls began to clamp down on him violently hard...

Her orgasm’s clench was so strong that he slammed into her one last time and filled her again with his warmth....

He fell forward onto her...

Her every limb was vibrating...

Arnav was in awe of her...

Khushi felt as if her aftershocks were actual orgasms...

Especially since, her husband continued to gently kiss her breasts and neck...

Her arms wound around him and her fingers glided up and down his back.     

Arnav Singh Raizada.

Her mind and heart continued to call his name as she heard him whisper against her ear...

“Sleep Sweetheart...I’m not leaving you...”

…...........................

Daylight.

Before Khushi’s senses registered what ‘today’ was, she lay contentedly in her bed recalling her husband passion...

As her eyes began to open, she saw her reality...
Her thoughts came screaming down at her...

“I can’t leave him...I love him...And he is willing to love me until my pain goes away...I need him...No...I can’t leave...”

Smiling, she threw the covers off her and pulled her robe back on...

But stopped suddenly …

She saw her suitcases ready and waiting by their bedroom door...

“What? Did he take them out for me?”

Her heart began to beat frightfully fast...

“Khushi?”

She turned around slowly and saw him...

Her husband.

He stood a mere distance away and yet it seemed too far for her to reach...

“Khushi...I know you said you would be leaving today...I wanted you to know that...As much as I love you...I won’t try to stop you...”

Khushi couldn’t believe what she was hearing...

Her mouth wanted to speak, but his voice was holding her captive...

His eyes glittered with tears...”I have tried so hard to prove to you...tried with my words, my actions...but I know it has not been enough...”

“NOOOOO!” her mind screamed....

“Khushi...You are free to leave...but there’s one thing I think you should know...”

Tears now fell freely from her eyes...”He doesn’t love me enough to keep trying to convince me to stay?!”

“What I want you to know...is...”

She willed herself to faint before having to hear what he had to stay...but her eyes widened as she saw him reach for something...

Arnav reached out from his side of the bed and pulled out his packed suitcase...

Her mouth dropped open, her eyes filled with hope...

“All I know is that I CAN'T be apart from you...so if you’re going to leave...I’m going with you...”




9 comments:

  1. i did not expect arnie also leave with khushi.it was superb dear

    rukuswasthika(if)

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  2. that was a fab twist at the end!!
    aand the HOT romance was just awesome
    great update and look forward to the next

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  3. Wow wat a twist at the end the hot romance was awesome love the update can't wait for the next part

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  4. yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    What a great ending!!!!!!!!!!

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  5. the end was unexpected!! loved it

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  6. fab ending!!! unexpected!! amazing !!

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  7. That was absolutely steaming hot, words can't explain. The way their bodies respond to each other's is amazing. That twist at the end was fantastic. I await Khushi's reaction now

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  8. Sarah, thank you for the pm... so intense and passionate that I nearly went up in flames! the ending was unexpected but amazing, all the same! kudos to you for knowing how to keep us hooked! can't wait to read khushi's reaction

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  9. An intense and passionate update.:)

    (tinsel)

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