Thursday, May 17, 2012

SS : The Spice Of Life Part 6





“I do too...”

She wanted to say those words...

Her heart was screaming them...but still she stayed quiet...

“I believe that you really love her Arnavji, but you also must know the heartache she went through...”

“I’M STANDING RIGHT HERE!” Khushi said loudly...

Arnav and Payal became silent...

Khushi was nearing her breaking point...she quickly stormed off to Payal’s room to change...

“Khushi?...” Arnav called out to her but she ran into the room, out of sight...

…...........

“I do too!?...What am I saying...?! I spent months trying to get over him...and now I’m falling all over again!...”

Khushi quickly rummaged round in Payal closet and chose a deep green sari...

Slowly, she began to undo the buttons...

One...two... and she stopped.

Her fingers lovingly touched Arnav’s scent infused shirt...

“Even if I can never admit this to him, I need to admit it to myself...I love him...I love my husband...Arnav Singh Raizada...”

She clutched her heart as pain started to overwhelm her...

As she slipped out of his shirt, she felt his warmth completely abandon her...

Her body urged her to run back to him and launch herself into his embrace...



“Khushi?” payal called out softly as she entered her room...

“Huh?” Khushi looked up with a thoroughly rattled expression...

“Khushi...You...” Payal took a deep breath...”I’ll meet you downstairs...It’s getting late now and it’s already started to rain...you will need to go home soon...”

That second, Payal’s phone rang...”Hello? yes Buaji? Yes, She was about to leave now...She’s fine...oh...I didn’t know...Okay...Bye...”

Payal turned to face Khushi...”You will have to stay here tonight...”

Her eyes widened...”What?! No, No I can’t...I’ll leave now...”
“Khushi, there is a storm coming, it’s pouring with rain, and I won’t let you leave like this, and I’m sure Arnavji woudln’t want you to leave yet either...Now, I will meet you downstairs...”

…................

Khushi knocked on Arnav’s bedroom door...

When he didn’t answer straight away, she quickly turned and tried to hurry away...

“Khushi?”

Her feet halted of their own accord...

She turned to see him...

Walking a few paces towards him, she stretched out her arm, her hand holding his shirt firmly...”I...I only...wanted to...to return this...I’m...I’m sorry for...”

At lightening speed he reached and enclosed his hand around her wrist...

He pulled her hard against him, spun her around, slammed the bedroom door shut, and pinned her against it...

There was no talking. No gazing.

Just passion.

She opened her mouth ready to tell him to stop...but then her eyes met his eyes.

Khushi sucked in her breath.

“Oh, God.” she thought...

Primitive sexual energy swirled between them like a tornado gaining speed and power.

His eyes burned with a sheen of fire as he stared down at her.

As the storm began to rage outside, Khushi was being dragged down into the storm of her body’s cry.

“Arnavji...” Her voice was raspy.

The tension pulled taut between them.

He lowered his head.

The rush of his breath caressed her lips as he spoke right against her mouth. “Khushi...”

He claimed her mouth in a fierce kiss.

With one quick thrust, his tongue pushed through the seam of her lips to travel beyond.

Her mind fogged, caught between the awareness of his love and the pleasure pounding through her in waves.

She gripped his shoulder and hung on, reveling in the dark taste of hunger...

She lost control in those few moments, the ageless empty void of the past months temporarily filled with the taste and feel and smell of him.

Her tongue matched every thrust as a low guttural groan escaped her throat.

He ripped his mouth free from hers and the heat in his eyes nearly burned her alive.

He stepped even closer to her and she whimpered...

His head lowered.

Khushi realized this was the moment of truth.

If he kissed her again, she’d surrender.

Her body ached for his and she couldn’t come up with one damn good reason to stop.


She didn’t have to think for long...

3 loud taps on their door broke their transfixion...

“Chote?”

When Anjali heard from Payal that Khushi was visiting and that she would have to stay the night, she was overcome with joy...

Anjali had desperately wanted to console her over all that had happened, but Khushi had very abruptly disappeared out of their lives...

She remembered the amount of agony Arnav had gone through those 5 months without her...

“Chote? Is Khushiji in there with you?”

When they heard the knocking, their lips slowly broke apart...their mouths were open and still dangerously close...

Khushi was the first to speak...”Di is calling...”

“I love you Khushi...”

Her eyes closed tight...”Please...Di is calling...”

His lips softly touched hers...”I...love...you...Khushi...”

“I...I...”

“Chote!? Are YOU in there!?”

Arnav withdrew a few more centremeteres...“DI CAN YOU PLEASE JUST WAIT!?”

Khushi didn’t know where it came from, but she began to laugh again...

Throwing his arms up in the air, he hesitantly said, “Come in.”

Anjali burst inside and saw Khushi trying to hold back her laughter...

“Khushiji! oh how I’ve missed you!”

“Di...” They hugged each other tight...

Khushi’s eyes roamed up to her husband...


After 5 months of complete separation from him and this family...she finally knew what had been lacking in her life...

For the remainder of the night, as the storm became ferocious outside, Khushi felt the storm of her life begin to settle...

She was surrounded by her family...

And the one person whom she couldn’t never remove from her heart...

When it came time to go to bed, Anjali asked if she’d like to use the spare room...

As her heart shreiked to be with Arnav, she only nodded as Anjali lead the way...

Arnav followed close behind...

Anjali quitely said goodnight and walked away praying for their happiness...

“Goodnight Arnavji...”

“Will you be leaving early?”

Khushi hesitantly spoke...”I...I should...Buaji is already worried about my being here...”

Arnav nodded...”I love you Khushi...and I will be seeing you tomorrow whether you’re here or at your other house...”

Reluctantly turning, he began to walk away...

Thunder.

The sky flashed and blasted a barrage of crashes...

Khushi lept forward and bound her arms tight around Arnav’s waist...

Arnav froze...”Khushi?”

He looked up around him and realized that the storm, the darkness, and the loneliness was scaring her...

His fingers brushed along the soft skin of her arms...

She pulled back feeling incredibly juvenile...

Facing her, Arnav took her hand...”Come with me...”

Khushi was too mindboggled to question him...

Her eyes were locked onto their joined hands...

Eventually, she registered where she was...

Back in his room...

“Here, sleep in the bed, I’m still sleeping on the couch...I have been since you left...”

With moist eyes, she fixed her gaze on him...

“Why...?”

“Because you’re my wife...and I’m not sleeping there until I have you back...”

His heart was desperate to hold her, but he seated himself on the couch and closed his eyes...

Khushi huddled herself under the covers...

No longer afraid of the thunderstorm...

She only feared the absence of him in her life...

20 minutes passed...

“Arnavji?” she whispered. “Are you asleep?”

“No.” he tried to keep his tone calm...

“You know that kiss you gave me? The one that was supposed to last a lifetime?”

“How could I forget?”

“I...I don’t think it was long enough...”

With a strangled cry, Arnav jumped up from the couch and came to the bed.

Kneeling on the floor beside her, he gently pushed her hair back from her face.  

“I’m sorry, Khushi. I’m so sorry ...I didn’t want it to be like this...I love you...and I want to be your husband...I want you to be my wife...forever....”

He gathered her in his arms and pulled her fiercely against his chest.

She clung to him, moving her face against the glorious power of his chest.

Neither of them knew when the kiss began; they only knew that the burning thirst welling up inside them had to be quenched.

It was a hungry kiss, full of passion too long denied and dynamite set to explode.

It was a time bomb ticking between them, a dangerous weapon that could only be defused by superhuman effort.

Their mouths were love slick and swollen...

His hands cupped her face and his thumbs traced the line of her jaw.

“I love you and I want our marriage to be real.”

“Arnavji, I can’t . . .”

He pressed his finger to her lips.

“Shh. Don’t say anything yet. Let me finish.”

Closing his eyes, he bent and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“I don’t want to pressure you or to take unfair advantage, but you must see the sincerity of my heart. You have always been the love of my life, and I hate that you’ve had to suffer so much just because I was too stupid to realize this...”

Tears shimmered on the tips of her eyelashes...

He brushed the tears from her eyes and kissed them away...

Arnav got onto the bed and lay on top of the covers beside her.

Taking her in his arms, he cradled her head against his shoulder.

“I’ll continue to love you forever, no matter what your decision is...”

She fell asleep listening to the steady, reassuring beat of his heart.

But for Arnav, sleep didn’t come.

Listening to Khushi’s quiet breathing and the howling of the wind outside, he wrestled with his fear of losing her all night long...





2 comments:

  1. cant wait for them to consummate their relationship

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  2. loved the update glad he is gaining her trust before consummating loved the kiss beautifully done loved it awesome update loved it

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