Sunday, June 17, 2012

Control Vs. Chaos





There was a long, drawn-out silence as they stood there, so close they were practically touching, staring into each other's eyes. 

Arnav wanted to kiss her so damn bad it was like a need as critical as his next breath.

He swayed towards her, his head tilting downward, closer to her.

Khushi's lips trembled ever so slightly, and he could almost taste his anticipation.

But then she stiffened, and he knew she had mentally talked herself into getting spooked.

The dismissal came next.

She delicately cleared her throat. "We need to get going, Arnavji..."

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to offset the disappointment of his body with the movement.

Looking firmly into her eyes, he said, "You and I both know what's between us Khushi, but if you need time, I'll give you time."

With that said, he stepped aside to let her pass.

She appeared stunned by his statement, standing there, staring, unmoving.

When she started walking, he let her come parallel with him, and then he grabbed her arm.

His face moved very near hers, his eyes fixed on her face. "I don't know what's going on in that head of yours, but I swear, I will never accuse you again, never distrust you again... I'm here now, not a part of the past, and no matter how long it takes, I will wait..." His eyes bore into hers, his intent to let her know he meant business.

He loved Khushi.

Ever since she helped rescue him from the kidnappers, their relationship had been on hold...

The search for Shyam was on...seeing as he disappeard.

He was needed desperately by Anjali, who was suffering from depression at the loss of her baby...

But there was one thing, amongst all this heartbreak, that he wouldn't let slip away...and that was his wife... he was going to do what it took to earn her trust.
After several potent seconds, he released her.

And she took off like a scared cat.

They had begun their own search to track down Shyam...

The trail had led to a small office in an abandoned district...

Khushi began to pull and push at the door...

Arnav shot her a scowl. "That's breaking and entering," he reprimanded.

She shrugged and glared at him...

"Then have me arrested, but . . ." she paused and wrinkled her nose, "get the charge right. It was attempted breaking and entering, seeing as we haven't got in! And . . ." she held up a finger, "if it had been unlocked, there would be no breaking-in to be done."

Khushi scanned the street and then turned back to Arnav.

"Watch the sidewalk for me for a minute, and tell me if anyone is coming." She headed for a window with a cluster of bushes offering coverage.

Arnav reached out and grabbed her arm. "What in the hell are you doing?" he demanded.

She shot him a frustrated look and yanked her arm free. "I'm trying to find a way in..." She  pointed towards the street. "Watch for people."

"Khushi, no..." he said in an abrupt voice.

She rolled her eyes, and darted away before he could grab her again.

She was going to make Shyam pay for his actions...and if she got in trouble for going above and beyond, so be it.

Better that than the guilt of seeing a Psychopath go free.

Stopping in front of the window, her hands planted on her hips, she looked at Arnav, her instincts telling her he was going to be a problem. "Arnavji, trust me. I know what I'm doing."

"NO Khushi!" he said marching towards her and holding her forearms fast...

"I will NOT have you in danger anymore! Do you know how crazy it made me knowing that you were out looking for me!"

"I know exactly how crazy it made you! Because I was going crazy looking for you!"

Their eyes fiercely began shooting heartfelt fire...

The sound of glass breaking soon jolted them back into the moment...

Arnav quickly pulled her behind him incase there was impending danger...

"Arnavji..." she whispered..."Look..."

Khushi pointed to a small window that was wedged open...

Hurrying over, Arnav was able to push the frame open and they managed to sneak into the dark office...

The dcor-free, musty room surrounded them like an empty shell.

A single metal table and four chairs sat in the middle of the lifeless walls, with one small empty storage cupboard...

Khushi impatiently tapped her foot on the floor which in turn made a loud thud every time because of the bareness of the space...

Arnav reached out and grabbed a chair and pulled her towards him... "Why don't you sit down? It might calm your nerves a bit."

Khushi shot him a glowering look. "My nerves are fine. I just hate wasted time. I wish we could just find some USEFUL piece of evidence!..."

"Khushi, There's nothing here..." Arnav said quietly admiring her courage...

"Fine, let's go then..." she said feeling like a failure..."Besides, it's so dusty in here..."

Her nose was killing her.

They made it to the window's edge when the lock on the front door started to rattle.

"Arnavji someone is..." Khushi whispered.

They scanned the room for their best escape route.

They would never make it out the window in time...

Arnav grabbed her hand. "Quick, over here..."

He yanked open a small door to revealing the tiny, storage room barely big enough for one person.

He reached for Khushi, pulling her with him as he stepped into the closet and pulled the door shut.

They were standing face to face, their thighs pressed together.

Arnav leaned against the wall, shifting Khushi with him, and Lord help her, she felt it in every inch of her body.

He looked down at her, and despite the dimness of the light, she could see the love in his eyes...

Their embrace when she'd rescued him for the second time was one of pure passion and relief, they had almost kissed but she'd talked herself out of acting then, a flare of second thoughts making her bolt.

Afraid he would revert to his past actions.

Afraid of believing anything he said.

But there was no way to hide from this moment.

Flattening his hands on her back, pulling even closer, he molded them together.

And she didn't fight him, silently giving her approval of his actions.

Her heart was racing, pounding so loudly in her chest, she wondered if he could hear, or at this proximity, feel it.

Her hand settled on his chest, fingers spread.

They stared at one another, a mutual understanding, a need, shared in those moments.

Both knew what the other wanted.

"Where are you now?" A woman's voice made Khushi stiffen as she listened, never taking her eyes from Arnav's.

The voice was loud. Close.

"That girl and her husband are getting closer, she's not stupid, she's figuring things out...It almost makes me want to..."

Arnav slowly moved his hands up her back, sliding them around her waist, and then up her sides, barely skimming her breasts.

Khushi almost gasped from the sudden, intimate touch.

Arnav smiled down at her with a challenge in his eyes.

Surely, he knew he'd already won.

She wanted to surrender.

It was pure madness, but standing in a closet, surely about to be caught for breaking and entering, his every little move impacted her with such intensity, it took Khushi's breath away.

His eyes were full of suggestion, and Khushi felt her body responding with a resounding YES.

The only thing keeping her from completely losing control and attacking Arnav was the voice on the other side of the door.

"I won't...not yet...but I swear, if I see her again..." The woman was talking in a harsh voice...

Suddenly Khushi  felt the tickling of a sneeze.

Panic formed and overwhelmed her as she struggled to stifle her urge.

Just as suddenly as the sneeze had snuck up on her, so did Arnav's lips.

Hungrily they met hers and she accepted them, her sneeze disappearing without a trace, passion replacing it in equally uncontrollable dimensions.

It was a long, sweet kiss that tasted of desire and temptation.

His flavor was perfection, and she wanted him to keep kissing her.

For a few moments she forgot they were in a Psycho's house, forgot the investigation, and forgot the past...

His kiss was like a drug, making her out of control, consuming in its potency.
Whatever walls her mind built to protect her from her husband, her body dismissed.

The chemistry between them was like a live charge...it always had been...

Leaning into him she could feel every inch of his long, hard body.

The sound of a door slamming jerked their lips apart.

For several seconds they stared at each other, both breathing heavier than normal.

"She's gone," Khushi whispered but didn't move out of his arms.

His answer came slow. "Yes, I believe she is."

"Uh, we should get out of here." She all but stammered the words.

Still she didn't move.

"I suppose we should," he said, in a husky voice as he pulled her tighter against his body and lightly brushed his lips against hers.

Then, nuzzling her ear, he whispered, "Mission accomplished."

And she knew he was talking about winning her surrender.

"One mission at a time Mr. Raizada..."

He raised one eye brow and gave a small smile..."Lead the way Detective..."


………….





Standing at the door of the RM, Khushi felt her chest tighten...

After nearly getting caught, they had both decided to return  home...

Anjali greeted them with a welcoming expression on her pale face..."You're home! Wonderful, I'll go and prepare dinner!"

She knew that Anjali's happy face was just a facade...

"Di, no please, let me...Au-choo!" Khushi sneezed, covering her mouth in an abrupt action.

"Excuse me," she said with a sniffle... "dust allergy," she explained trying to fight off another sniffle.

"Khushiji, you just rest..."

Arnav was hurting for his sister..."Di..."

"No chote, please just go and relax with Khushiji..."

Anjali hurried away...

"Arnavji...I...I want to take her pain away..."

Arnav's heart swelled with love for the two most precious women in his life...

"But it seems that fighting for justice is the only way I can help at the moment...and I will fight!" Khushi said forcefully as she turned to Arnav...

"Khushi...I..." Arnav's face showed his guilt, his remorse, his pain...

Khushi quickly interrupted..."I have to...I have to get changed...before dinner's ready..."

Arnav nodded and they both walked silently to their room.

Their 6 month marriage contract hadn't been discussed since Arnav's rescue.

Though it had been on both their minds...

After taking turns to shower, Khushi sat down on the bed and rested her back against the pillows...

Despite the past, and all the memories, she felt comfortable here.

It reminded her of Arnav, and how she constantly felt so drawn to him.
Something about him just called to her.

Shaking her head, she tried to focus on her 'work', she pulled files out of a small folder, and spread them on the bedspread.

Yes, they had made progress on finding information about Shyam, but it still wasn't enough...

She let out a weary sigh.

It had been a long day and exhaustion was making a fast sweep through her body.

Arnav walked out of the bathroom and kept his eyes on Khushi as he pulled on a shirt...

She felt his gaze hot on her...

Responding to his kiss had made her desire abundantly clear.

Khushi had no idea how she was going to dance around this 'contract' between them for six months.

"No..." she thought..."I will simply make sure that I keep things firmly in control."

As Arnav stared at his wife, his head was still reeling from her acceptance of his kiss...

Surely she knew his intentions...

Surely she could see his love for her, and feel his desire...

The closet kiss was a sure tell-all, and man, what a kiss it was.

It took Herculean strength not to take her right there in the closet.

He had felt her submission like a sweet reward.

She wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

Perched against his bed, she looked completely at ease in, a fact that filled him with a surge of pleasure.

Although he despised himself greatly for how he had treated her, he was now desperate to show her how good they could be together.

With that thought in mind, he walked towards her...
He was about to speak, but as she looked up at him, he found himself spellbound by the sight she made.

Her long, dark hair streamed over her shoulders, soft and silky.

Her eyes, dark as chocolate, seemed lit with a smouldering flame.

His voice came with effort, his mind and body so weighted by the things this woman made him feel. "Khushi..." his breath hitched as she blinked slowly...

He saw her take a deep breath, her eyes flash with anxiety..."Ar...Arnavji...Shall we go back to that office building tomorrow? See if we can find anything..."

Arnav moved forward and sat next to her on the bed...

Khushi leaned backwards slightly …

The action draped her soft, dark locks across her shoulder, and Arnav couldn't help but wish it were his chest.

Tearing his eyes away from her profile was an impossible task he didn't even attempt.

"Your sneezing seems to have stopped," he commented softly, barely keeping his hands from reaching for her.


She darted him a quick smile. "Yes..."

She tipped her chin up slightly...

Deep down, Arnav knew that something had been missing, an empty hole in his life.

As his eyes remained locked on Khushi, he saw how easily  she filled the void that had been demanding recognition.

There had been women in his life, but Khushi held his heart...she was different...

She needed him, even if she didn't admit it.

But then again, she didn't depend on him, even though she did need  to depend on someone...

He found her determination, and her independence admirable...

He turned his gaze on her, rubbing his fingers across his jaw, feeling the bristle of one-day-old stubble.

"My God...she's beautiful..." his mind kept repeating...

From the first moment he'd seen her, he'd known he was in trouble.

Which is why his anger had become out of control.

She did something to him.

Something that he knew he'd never be able to control.

He never wanted to give in to emotions...

But with Khushi...all his predecided rules didn't seem to matter.

Unable to resist any longer, he moved closer to her, his hand running down the back of her hair and lingering.

He heard her swift intake of breath as she turned to him.

Her words surprised him.

He'd expected her to shy away, to resist.

But she did just the opposite. "Thank you for today," she whispered, and ever so softly touched his face before dropping her hand.

His eyes narrowed, and his senses reeled.

Her response, her touch, shocked him and set him on fire.

"For what?"

"I was...was scared and felt out of control when I was searching for you...even though it was dangerous, and even though Mamiji was with me...It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do...It's strange, but just being with you, somehow makes things easier." She looked down at her lap as if she wasn't sure how he was going to respond.

Using his index finger, he tilted her chin up so he could see the expression in her eyes.

And so she could see his.
He knew what she would see in them.

But it was what he saw in hers that took his breath away.

Emotions, raw and hot, danced in her gaze, there for his viewing.

"That was a major confession for you, wasn't it? To admit needing me? To admit that you can't do everything by yourself?"

She nodded, her lips trembling.

For a fleeting moment, he thought he saw fear in her eyes.

He smiled at her, intent on making it go away.

"Well," he said, "guess what?" He didn't wait for her to answer. "I'm damned honored."

Her face was blank for a moment before her beautiful, genuine, sexy-as-hell lips curled into a smile.

With a low growl, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him, their mouths so near their breath intermingled.

"I have more love in my heart for you than I ever thought was possible..."

Unaware of what she was saying, she whispered..."You do?"

"Yes," he said tightening his hold on her... "I do."

Her voice was so soft he barely heard her... "Arnavji..."

His hands held her face as he pulled back to look into her eyes...

He slid his hands down her neck and started making soft circles with his thumbs.

This woman was connected to him way beyond a 'marriage', way beyond mind, way beyond, heart, way beyond understanding.

Khushi rested her hands on his chest and allowed her head to slowly roll backwards.

Her breasts tingled with his nearness, making her wish he would move his hands.

Thinking she could deny herself this amazing man had been crazy. His lips pressed against the sensitive flesh of her neck, making a shiver of desire dance along her skin.

He nuzzled her ear, his tongue and teeth both touching the lobe.

"I can't begin to explain what you do to me." Arnav growled...

Khushi pulled back a bit, wanting to see into those fascinating brown eyes of his.

He wanted her.

This gorgeous, sexy man wanted her.

Arnav's eyes held a live, heated burn...

"Why? You hated me so? Why do you want me?" She looked at him, waiting for his answer.

She needed to know.

Arnav tried to piece together the perfect words...

Maybe she wanted him to say something wrong, to push her so she could back away.

Deep down he knew she was still scared him, of his powerful nature, and the way he had once treated her...

Khushi could see the change in him...He was tender, and sensitive, and made her feel respected but still sexy.

Was it real or just a good act, this way he treated her?

His voice brought her out of her trance...

"I wish I could answer that question properly," he told her, and there was so much honesty in his voice and eyes, it made her stomach flip-flop.

"Why...?"

His hands settled on her cheeks, his eyes holding hers.

"You want to know why, Khushi?"

"Yes, tell me." Her voice had a breathless quality.

His voice was a deep, sensual play on her nerve endings.

"You're part of me...You're part of my heart...You always have been.."

She didn't say anything. Couldn't.

He simply took her by storm.

Her intention had been to take control of this night.

Instead, it felt more as if she had given it away.

But it wasn't a bad feeling like it had been in the past.

"Did you know that you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen?..." he said as his thumb moved across her bottom lip.

Her lashes fluttered to her cheeks.

"No...I'm...I'm not..." she whispered.

"Look at me," he said gently.

She forced her eyes to meet his.

"You are...I can't hold back from you...and every moment that you hold back from me...I...I'm unable to breathe..."

"Arnavji..." she said, and the one word said so much.

It was packed with her desire.

He moved then...
So close.

Their eyes locked, and the knowledge of what was to come passed between them and gave her a rush of pure heat.

And it empowered her.

This take-charge man was now here, taking control of her heart, and she liked it...

He bent his head, and let his lips linger above hers, feeling the warmth of her breath as it touched his mouth.

But he didn't kiss her.

Instead, he trailed his lips along her jaw, and then further to her neck...

"Kiss me" …

His eyes shot open as a scorching fire began to flame thought him...

His hands were instantly in her hair, and his lips pressed hungrily to hers, warm and wonderful, making her forget the past, and the future.

Now was all that mattered.

Their lips connected first, pressed together as if they were absorbing the very essence of the other.

She felt the moment in every inch of her body.

Her nipples tightened, and her body seemed to melt.

Then his tongue slid into her mouth, sliding against hers in a slow move meant to savor, not tease.

One stroke after the next, they tasted one another, slow and hot.

Her hands moved from his shoulders, to his neck, to his chest, pressing against him as their kisses seemed to deepen, their bodies molding together just as their mouths were.




Khushi was overwhelmed at the new sensations coursing through her...

Arnav felt her shiver...

“Are you cold?” he asked softly as their lips parted...

Unable to speak, Khushi just shook her head...

His gaze moved to her breasts, small beautiful saucy breasts...

He ran his hands along them, touching her, oh, so gently, the pads of his fingers drawing close to her nipples and then circling away in a seductive game of cat and mouse until she tried to push away his hands and writhed against him him.

But she jumped, crying out when he finally grazed her nipples with his fingernails, and he gave in to the urge nearly driving him mad and gently pulled all fabric aside...

Her eyes were closed as she bit her lower lip, her heart beating rapidly knowing her chest was soon to be bare before him...

Without giving her time to feel self conscious, he bent his head to kiss her taut flesh...

He could feel her heartbeat on his tongue as his lips moved over her skin...

Her hands were laying on his shoulders, too dazed to hold on, but not weak enough to let go...

But when his lips finally touched her nipples, her fingers gripped him fiercely...

He began to suckle hungrily as Khushi’s fingers moved up his neck and wound in his hair as she brokenly voiced his name.

He groaned in answer moments later when his eyes saw her nipples wet and flushed a deeper brown from his touch...

Holding her body close to his he pressed his lips softly to hers as he moved them back to the bed...

Holding her hips close to his, Khushi felt his hard, firm erection against her...

Arnav saw her eyes widen, but to his relief she didn’t faint dead away.

He knew he was a big man, even when not fully aroused, yet he had no intention of rushing her, of taking the slightest chance of hurting her except to make her sweetly, sweetly suffer. 

Quickly he enfolded her in his arms. “Khushi... we have all night. Let me show you that you can trust me. Let me…” Khushi caught her breath as, once more, Arnav found her lips and kissed her deeply; she was already so lost to the wonder of everything he had been doing to her that she gave no thought of protest.

She felt so strange, like nothing she’d ever known before, languid, and yet her skin tingling with his every teasing touch.

Just as he was teasing her now...

He lifted his mouth from hers to and lifted her gently...

Coming over, he shifted his body until he was almost flush against her.

Again his hands began to move over her, caressing her waist and arms with such a feather-light  touch that she felt goose bumps sweep across her skin.

But she inhaled sharply when one of his hands slipped between her legs, his fingers gently brushing against her sensitive flesh, his breath upon her neck incredibly warm as he whispered in her ear. “Shh, Relax Khushi...I’m not going to hurt you...”

Her body softened, she couldn’t deny anything as Arnav touched her softly, making her squirm against him, a strange heat inside her growing ever hotter.

He slid his fingers back and forth until she wasn’t only squirming but trembling uncontrollably at the sensations plummeting through her.

Over and over he teased her, until she could barely open her eyes...

She felt drugged from the pleasure.

But she almost screamed when she felt something very hard nudge her at the center of her thighs, nudge her at the swollen, tingling place where his fingers had been only an instant before; she was stunned to find Arnav supporting his muscular body on one arm as he half lay on top of her, her legs spread wide.

And he was holding himself, his eyes burning into hers as he slowly, gently, rubbed her soft aching point with his flesh.

It was her last conscious thought as she cried out, her fingers digging into the mattress…and nearly Arnav’s last conscious thought as well.

To have Khushi lying beneath him, trembling, moaning, her beautiful body spread to him, her woman’s flesh so wet and hot and quivering to accept him was the sweetest torture he’d ever been made to bear.

But he made himself move very gently though he was dying to thrust himself deep, deep inside her, entering her only the slightest bit before he pulled himself out, making her suffer, too, as sweetly as he had known she would.

He teased her again and again until she was panting his name and clutching wildly at his shoulders, begging him to release her from something he knew she had never experienced before.

Begging him desperately while her body had begun to shake as he was shaking.

His sex was throbbing so mercilessly that it was the most difficult thing he had ever done not to bury himself inside her warmth, her tight softness, and grant himself the release he so craved.

Only her mounting whimpers made him hold fast, her flesh beginning to pulse and quiver and contract around him until Khushi threw back her head and suddenly arched her hips to meet his.

Arnav was unable to contain himself any longer as she screamed incoherently at the height of her surrender.

With a ragged gasp he thrust through inside her, his body gone rigid as he was rocked by the deepest, fullest feeling of love he had ever known.

Khushi’s inhaled sharply as her body began expanding out from the incredible fullness deep inside her that she scarcely realized was his body until she opened her eyes long moments later, feeling entirely sated.

Arnav was resting upon his elbows, the weight of him pressing her down into the mattress, a tender smile upon his lips though his eyes held concern. “Are you okay?”

She shook her head, remembering a twinge of pain, but it had been nothing to the pleasure.

“Just relax, you don’t need to do a thing...let me...”

At once she felt him relax upon her, and she relaxed, too, unable to keep from closing her eyes.

She felt him lift his hips from her slowly, flickering her eyes open in surprise when he sank just as slowly back inside her, but not all the way, his body rubbing against her, teasing once more that soft sensitive place that ached and tingled all over again.

She jerked, gasping, and Arnav smiled quite devilishly. “We’ve all night, Khushi,  remember?”

Her head tilted back and the long line of her neck was beautiful in the low light of the bedroom, her skin glistening and beckoning against his own.

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

He held himself motionless, filling every inch of her, using his grip to pull her tight against his body.

Khushi bit her lip to keep from crying out...

His eyes held hers...

He could see that she was close...

He could see her glazed passion, but he could also see sadness and that pierced his heart.

And then he was moving, hips rolling and thrusting,

Breaths came in gasps as their climaxes built.

Khushi gritted her teeth, trying to hold back until she gave up and fully surrendered her body to her husband.

Her eyes flew open...

“It’s okay Khushi...let it happen...I’m with you...”

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.

Feeling her vise around him pushed him over the edge and his seed spurted powerfully inside her...

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

At last their breathing regulated and he leaned his forehead down to hers.

Khushi’s heart was beating so fiercely against her ribs she thought they’d crack.

Arnav could feel it and bent his head down to place a kiss against her heart...

Their eyes spoke...

No words were needed.

Rolling their bodies, he now lay beside her, one arm under her neck that was holding her close...

His lips touched hers in the lightest of kisses...

When he pulled back he whispered...”close your eyes...”

He gently caressed her hair...

Sleep.

Peaceful slumber took over her body and the last thing she felt was Arnav’s breath against her mouth, and his fingers threading softly through her hair...

Once he knew she was asleep, he slid out of her body...

Laying still beside her, he finally drifted to sleep...


…............................


As light filtered through the curtains of their room, Khushi instantly sensed the difference...

He was beside her...

His arm around her...

Her face turned to meet his...

Smiling softly, she saw that Arnav was still sleeping...

She focused in on his lips and the memory of what they had done crashed into her...

Fear.

Fear and panic swept over her...

“No...No...”

Khushi carefully go up and went to take a hot shower, letting the stinging jets of water soothe each aching muscle.... 

But her mind wouldn’t let her rest...

It continuously flashed with memories of the way he kissed her, touched her, shown her ecstasy she’d never known existed.      

“I lost control...I need to get that back...I can’t lose my whole heart to him...I can’t”....

In amongst the pure love she felt for him, there was one bruised tender part of her heart that still refused to relinquish control...

When she exited the bathroom, Arnav stood before her...

She froze, her eyes open wide...

“Hi...why so worried?” he stepped closer

“Uh...I...”

Arnav could see her feelings of anxiety and unease...leaning in, he kissed her cheek and said...”See you downstairs?”

Khushi nodded and quickly sidestepped to rush past him...

“Oh and Khushi...”

She turned back...

“We’ll go back to that office today to see if they left any papers or evidence behind...”

Khushi nodded again and hurried away...

…........................

Khushi didn’t know how much more ‘awkward’ she could take.

Arnav knew she would react to their love making, but wasn’t sure if it would be anger or happiness...

Either one of those he could handle, but her turning inward and concealing her feelings was the last he expected...

They had spent a good 3 hours at the abandoned building, and had found mass amounts of papers, names, addresses and phone numbers that were all evidence that Shyam had been working there. 

But not once had they discussed what had happened between them...

Now that the Afternoon light was streaming in, Arnav finally broke the tension...

“Khushi?”

She looked up expectantly...

Before they could speak, there was a loud slam...and two different voices began to resound in the building ...

“I said that we should have moved everything to another base, but who the hell listens to me anyway!” the woman’s voice said...

“The boss doesn’t give a damn about YOUR opinions” said the man...

The voices got closer and Khushi frantically stashed the papers back into the folder...

“Khushi, leave it...”

The footsteps halted in the hallway...

Arnav swiftly hauled her against him as they hid behind the ajar door, out of sight from the mystery man and woman...

Khushi tried to get away from him...but Arnav arms tightened...

Urgency rose within her...

She HAD to see this woman’s face...

"Stay put," he said gruffly.   

She groaned as she tried to get away...

Tears began to gather at the corners of her eyes...”Please...we’re so close, I need to see her face...if she leaves...”

“We’ll find her...but I’m NOT having you take this risk...”

The clashing of a slamming door quieted them...

They remained still for a moment before Khushi tried once again to move away...

Arnav lifted his hand to her face...

His fingers ran along her cheek  with long, caressing passes as they remained silent, though his thoughts ran rampant.   

One emotion collided against another.   

Before they could relish the moment, they both heard someone shout...

Arnav stepped in front of Khushi...

“Arnavji...someone is coming back...”

Holding tightly onto her wrist, he spun her around and they were back in the location of their first kiss...

The door to the room swung open and Arnav lowered his lips to her ear...”we got in here just in time...”

As she glanced up, their lips brushed lightly...

Arnav pulled her closer as they listened...

Two voices...

One male.

One female.

The man didn’t sound like Shyam.

The female was the same from before...

“He said he didn’t care about the girl anymore...” said the woman smugly

“That’s not what he told me!”

“Just clear out! We’re leaving tonight!”

The man cleared his throat...”Fine, but he wants that girl...”

“Just meet me back here tonight at 8! We’ll move everything then, and after that we can get the stupid girl!”

And with that, they left the room...

Arnav had been running his hands along Khushi’s back as they listened...

He would never let anyone take her...

Khushi released a long breath...

“What the? Have...have you been holding your breath this entire time!?”

Khushi rolled her eyes...”Not the whole time, but last time I was in here...” she paused as her cheeks flushed slightly...”I...I sneezed and...”

“And I kissed you...” his voice was deep...

Khushi’s eye shot out sparks...”I sneezed and that woman nearly found us...”

“And I kissed you...” he repeated...

Khushi shifted nervously and tried to edge out of the confined cupboard...

“Khushi, we have passion that other people only ever fantasize about.”

“We need to go...” her voice was wavering...

“When I have you in my arms...” he desperately searched for the right words...”I...I feel you in my heart...I thought that love was just love, but my love for you...keeps rising...It just doesn’t stop...”

His mouth moved closer to hers...

“Everything I have...Everything I am...is already yours...”

She had no resistance to his tender seduction.

His head lowered slowly down and joined his lips to hers...

His mouth moved sensually over hers and brought back every desire that had filled her from the night before...

Khushi’s mouth opened under his and their tongues began an intimate dance while he ran his palms up her slender arms...

Arnav moved forwards and let his body weight rest on her...

The second she felt him on her, her throat gave up heady whimpers as his lips continued to intoxicate her...

“I love you...” he whispered...

“I...I...” khushi slowly opened her eyes...control...”No...I don’t want this...”

Pulling furiously away, she pushed open the small door and escaped from his nearness.

Her hands rested on the metal table that was still in the middle of the room...

Arnav strode slowly out, keeping his eyes glued to her...”You don’t want this?”

Planting his hands on either side of hers, he leant over, imprisoning her within his arms...

“I know I’ve hurt you...I know...But I never will again...ever, and you want me, as much as I want you...”

Khushi turned around but Arnav didn’t budge...

With him leaning over, her hands flew behind her to hold onto the table...

Glaring up at Arnav, her words were sharp...“What makes you an authority on what I want?!”

When she tried to slip past him, he grabbed her wrist.

Pinning her lower half against the table with his body...

Spreading her thighs, he stepped between them and lifted her to sit on the table....

Everything happened so fast that when Khushi finally began to regain her senses, she felt him kissing her hard...

Arnav exulted in the feel of her—her firm slender body, her hair, whisper-soft and silky, her lips, lush and hot.

Unconsciously he gentled the kiss, slanting his lips tenderly across hers.

The heady sweetness drugged him.

“Khushi...” He sighed against her lips. “My Wife...”

“...s...stop....” She pulled back a fraction of an inch, her breathing heavy.

“. . . heaven help me . . . ” Her lips were on his again.

She savored him for one final heart-stopping moment before pulling away.

Then she drew the tattered edges of her control around her like a protective cape.

Raking her hand through her disheveled hair, she looked him squarely in the eye.

“No...No...No more. I DON’T want this... ”

Arnav roared with mirth. “You’re beautiful...and If it wasn’t for that glazed look in your eyes, I’d almost believe you.”

Khushi felt her body losing control again...

“No...” her thoughts screamed...

“I don’t want to hurt you Khushi...I love you...”

A familiar pain burst into her heart...

He had lied in the past...

“No, I don’t believe you...”

Lifting her hands to his chest, she pushed him away and hurried to the door...

Before she could walk out, Arnav jerked her against him so abruptly that she felt she couldn’t breathe.

He held her so tight, his dark eyes burning into hers.

“No, you DO believe me, Khushi. Just as you believed me last night when I said I wouldn’t hurt you, when I asked that you trust me. If you hadn’t, you wouldn’t have let me touch you, you wouldn’t have given yourself to me so completely, wouldn’t have kissed me as you did—”

“I wasn’t thinking! You...You seduced me!”

“Seduced?!?  Woman am I seducing you now!?” She gasped as his mouth captured hers, his kiss so wildly possessive, so hot, so hungry that she felt herself rise on tiptoes to be closer to him, her hands suddenly clutching at his shirt.

“Am I enticing you against your will, Khushi?” she heard him demand raggedly against her lips just before his tongue plunged into her mouth, his deepening kiss arousing a response in her that was nothing less than carnal, her own tongue swirling and playing with his.

She heard him groan, felt him dragging her skirt above her thighs and lifting her, then suddenly she was the one with her back to the door, her legs hoisted around his waist.

“Tell me you want me to stop,” Arnav taunted her as he kissed her eyelids, her lips, her throat, his breath like a scorching heat upon her skin.

“If I’m seducing you, tell me you want me to stop!” His lips found hers at the same moment she felt his fingers slide into her body, and when he pressed against that soft aching place with his palm, she gave no more thought to making him stop than even remembering what he had said.

Suddenly it was just Arnav kissing her and his fingers moving inside her, slipping out only to enter again while she began to moan brokenly against his lips.

He silenced her cries, filling her mouth with his tongue as he withdrew his fingers to fill her with his body—not slowly but fiercely...

Khushi gripped at his massive shoulders as he thrust deep, deep inside her.

She began to shake and writhe against him, her release coming as fast and as furiously as a wave crashing over her head, and she was drowning in the wildness of it, the incredible wonder of it, her blood surging in her ears.

From some distant place she felt Arnav crush her against him, felt his body quake and shudder and then collapse against her, but she had no fear that she would fall.

He held her close to him, desperate to show her that they were one, so close that she could feel his heart pounding against her breast…then gradually it slowed, long moments passing before she had the strength to lift her head from his shoulder.

And when she did, Arnav was staring into her eyes as he eased his body from hers, his hand going between them to his trousers as her dress fell back around her.

Yet still he kept her backed up firmly against the door, their bodies still pressed so closely together that she could feel the heat of him through her clothes.

But that couldn’t match the heat in his eyes, not carnal, but something so much deeper burning there.

“I love you, Khushi. At first I didn’t want to, I fought it—God knows I never wanted marriage, never wanted a wife. But I love you! I’ve never said those words to any woman before...but you...”

Raindrops began to softly pelt the rooftop...

Arnav’s gaze was still holding on to Khushi’s...

“It’s raining...” he muttered...

Khushi heard nothing, just the beat of her heart...

Arnav beamed inwardly with pride at her reaction...

Taking her hand, looked warily over his shoulder, and glanced down the corridor...

“There’s no one here...let’s get out quickly...”

He led her down the hall and peered out the window to survey the outside...

“I can’t see anyone...”

He yanked the door open and looked straight down the barrel of a gun.

The gun was black.

Drips of rain making the metal shine even brighter...

Khushi was instantly knocking into reality…

“Back in! Both of you!!!” Yelled the man...

Arnav pushed Khushi behind him but kept a strong grip on her wrist...

Aiming the gun at Arnav, the man stepped closer...”I said, BACK INSIDE!”

Khushi’s eyes darted around the room, searching for some sort of weapon...

She saw a small spanner laying on the floor behind her...

Purposefully, Khushi dropped her bag to the ground and began to kneel to retrieve it...

The gun weilding man now looking crazed, aimed the gun at her...

Arnav quickly sidestepped to stand in front of her...”Hey! Aim that thing at me! Don’t you dare try to hurt her!”

“Oh so we’ve got a tough guy here have we?!”

Khushi slowly rose...holding the tool in her shaking hand...

Stepping closer, she took her chance...

Khushi quickly launched the spanner at the man’s head...

Stunned, the man haphazardly aimed the gun back and forth while clutching his head...

Arnav, though furious at Khushi, quickly kicked the gun from the man’s hand and knocked him out cold in one hard punch.

Roughly grabbing her hand, he hauled her out of the building and around the corner to their car...

Arnav hurried to unlock and practically pushed her inside...

Now seated, the tension was thick...

“Arnavji...I...I’m...”

Arnav slid across the seat, his finger going to her chin.

His face was so close, his expression so dark, that Khushis breath caught in her throat.

“Don’t,” he said in a dangerously soft voice, “pull a stunt like this one again.”

Khushi opened her mouth to protest but he cut her off. “And don’t get on your high horse,” he added. “This is not a game, or even a power play. This is life,” he paused for meaning, “and death.” His words cut like a knife and she shivered.

He was right.

Death was in the air.

Clearing her throat, she stammered as she spoke...”Wh...Where are we...going now?”

“I’m taking you home...but first...”

Firmly planting his hand at the back of her head, he pulled her close and pressed his mouth to hers...

He kissed her, a warm, slow melding that heated her blood like syrup, until her body grew pliant and her lips opened to him and their tongues mated in the ancient rhythm man and woman had danced for centuries.

….......................................


“Khushiji? Where are you and chote disappearing to these days?”

Khushi looked up at Anjali feeling completely lost for words...

“Di...I...well...”

“She works for me...” Arnav interrupted...

“What!?” Anjali’s face showed her shock...

“Yes, I want her around me, so I rehired her to work for me...”

Anjali looked at Khushi, then back to her brother...”You two are very strange...”

“I can’t help it...” Khushi began to yawn and quickly covered her mouth...”I do enjoy working with him...”

Anjali suddenly mirrored Khushi’s yawn...

“Ok, you are both tired...” Arnav said smirking...

“Yes...Di, Arnavji will take you up...I’ll see you in the morning...” and Khushi lent down to embrace her...

Khushi passed by Arnav without looking up...

…...............................


“Chote?”

Arnav took Anjali’s hand and led her upstairs to her room...

“Di, Please don’t ask too much, I just want you concentrating on yourself...”

Anjali didn’t push the matter further, but she knew...knew that they were searching for Shyam...

“Chote...” she sat down carefully on her bed...”I love you...you know that don’t you? I don’t blame you, or Khushiji...”

Arnav nodded...”I know...” his voice cracked slightly...”I’m still, so sorry Di...”

“No more tears...” Anjali smiled sadly...”I am going to read for awhile...Goodnight Chote...”

Arnav kissed her cheek and left the room.

…....................


Arnav entered his room as Khushi exited from the bathroom...

His eyes roamed over her momentarily...

“You can shower now...we both got saturated in that rain...”

“Okay...I need to talk to you when I get out...”

Khushi saw the seriousness of his expression and suddenly felt nervous...

She quickly decided to distract herself by reading the files she took from the office...

Arnav showered fast and soon reentered the room...

He smiled...

She sat on their bed flipping diligently through paperwork...

Her face was flushed and her eyes full of determination.

The fact that he still had her made him burst with joy...

He'd wanted to grab her, waltz her around the room and kiss her until they both forgot the horror that  filled their lives...

He'd come close to doing just that, even knowing it wouldn't have stopped there.

He closed the door, and walked quickly forward at the thought of making love to her...

That thought had haunted him for months...the months he had treated her so unforgivably...

Having her so close, but off limits, was torturous.

"Arnav Singh Raizada you haven't listened to word I've said."

Arnav pulled himself from his dark thoughts and watched Khushi pout as she leaned forward.

"Sorry."

“They said they would be clearing out tonight, to where, I don’t know...but they MUST have left a paper trail in these files I stole...”

Arnav looked down at the papers...”You...You took these!? Khushi! They will know then that someone had been inside!!!!!”

Khushi looked up, “They already DO!!!!”

“Oh yeah...Khushi...Look, I don’t want you to come...”

Khushi stood up on the bed and walked towards him, towering over him...”Don’t you DARE say you don’t want me coming with you!!! I searched and searched trying to find you! I’m not losing you again! And I have just as much motivation to find this beast as you have!”

Arnav didn't hear anything past, “I’m not losing you again...”

Grabbing the backs of her knees, he pulled her legs out from under her and she landed with a thud on the bed...

With both knees he edged her legs wide apart then settled between her thighs...

His weight, the feel of his skin against her, made her pulse race...

His mouth sought hers...gently at first, but then as he deepened their kiss, his tongue eased down the length of hers, tangling and then retreating so she would follow...his mouth demanded and hungered for hers, forcing a cry from her lips...

An answering growl rumbled in his throat as he began to rock his hips.

With each sensual motion, his erection rubbed sinfully along her moist entrance, up to her firm bud of nerves and back again...over and over...

The friction of heat burned...igniting a tingling sensation that built with alarming speed, twisting and turning inside her...

Khushi gasped into his mouth and he froze...

Beneath half shuttered eyelids, he stared at her, then leaned his forhead against hers...

Soft yet firm lips took hers in an earth shattering kiss...

Each long wet caress stroked her desire, awakening her body

Her nipples were throbbing peaks, burying into his chest...

They rasped against his bare chest, creating tendrils of pleasure to unfurl and release between her thighs.

Breaking the kiss...he panted for air...”Let me make love to you Khushi...I love you, I treasure you, let me make love to you...I don’t want to keep taking from you...I want you to want this too...”

He laid his soul at her feet, praying she wouldn’t reject it...

“Khushi...” his pulse raced...his breathing was shallow...his hands wandered over every inch of her silky skin...”I need you Khushi...”

He glided his hand down her hip, across her abdomen, until his hand slid between her legs and touched the heart of her heat...

She was warm, wet and all his...

He slipped a finger between her swollen folds and began to ease it in and out...

Another finger joined the first...

“You’re mine Khushi...” he pushed deep and her back arched on a whimper...

“I...I’ve always been yours Arnavji...You just didn’t want me before...”

Her sad tone tugged violently at his heart...

“I wanted you Khushi...I wanted you more than I could admit...”

He leaned down and captured her mouth again...

While his fingers thrust inside her slick, moist fold, he smoothed his other hand down her throat...

She raised her chin, giving his access as his lips followed where his hand led...

When he cupped her breast, his thumb moving slowly over the peak, she moaned...

He drew circles around her areola as he plunged a third finger inside her...

He heard her respond with a sharp breath...

As he plunged his fingers deep again, he licked her taut nipple, before he blew a stream of warmth to watch the skin rise and pebble...

Then he took the bud into his mouth and suckled...

“Oh...Oh God...” she writhed beneath him...

Thrusting his hand, he ground his thumb against her clit and moved in circular motions...

Khushi bucked wildly against his touch and ignited...

She released his name on an resounding scream.

Her inner muscles contracted around his hand, squeezing and throbbing.

In awe, he watched her orgasm wash over her beautiful face as she closed her eyes and parted her lips on a breathy moan...every feature was tight and strained as shocks pulsed through her...

Finally her body softened in sated completion.

When her heavy lids opened he saw love shine from her eyes making him fall even harder for the woman he already loved with all his heart...

Although his body was almost about to explode from the tension, he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her thoroughly...fanning the small flickering flames until they began to scorch her blood once again...

“I need you inside me Arnavji...now... please!”

Her frantic plea was so heated that he nearly lost it...

His body jerked...

Arnav’s hands shook sliding down her length

He angled his hips and thrust forward

Her engorged entrance opened and sucked him in deep...

For a moment he teetered on the edge and then started to move.

It was pure ecstacy

He made love to her slow and steady, hard and fast, and then slow and steady again...

The soft breathy sounds of her moans and whimpers were an aphrodisiac, turning him every which way...

He was lost in the sweet scent of her arousal when her insides gripped him fiercely...

Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she hung on to him as though she’d never let go...
and Arnav rejoiced at that.

Her fingernails raked down his back.

The pleasurable sting was a jolt of electricity  through his veins.

A growl rumbled in his throat as he firmly placed his palms on her waist...

He reared back, sitting on his calves, taking her with him.

The upright position drove him deeper and her shrieking inhale proved she felt it...

Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to keep from coming too soon.

Energy hummed down his shaft, the pressure beyond anything he could imagine as he slammed repeatedly into her heat.

Her ragged groans and the slap of flesh filled the room, while the heady scent of their slick bodies moving together sent his mind whirling...

That’s when he felt her body start to shake...

Her sex clamped savagely around him like an iron glove.

She screamed, arching in his arms...

Frantically, he pumped in and out, stretching out her climax, and until light and sound evaporated, and fire lanced down his shaft as he exploded inside her...

When his senses returned, he felt Khushi’s body go limp in his arms...

Easing them both down on the bed, he pulled her close...

He ran his fingers down her back and she tried to move closer to him...

Her action sent his heart into overdrive...”I love you Khushi...My God, I just love you so damn much...”

As she lifted her face to his, she opened her eyes and said...”I love you Arnavji...”

Gazing into her starry eyes, he felt a strong sense of purpose, sense of belonging...

He was hers.

And She was his.

Khushi slowly drifted off to sleep...

Arnav stared down at her, nestled by his side . . . so perfect, so needing someone to take care of her.

She didn’t think so, but he did.

Everyone needed someone, and she was no different.

No matter how much she tried to convince herself and the world differently.

He wasn’t going to let her deal with life alone anymore.


…........................


“Yes they were here...”

Shyam entered the office...

“I thought you wanted the girl still...”

Shyam didn’t speak...

The woman entered the building and draped her arm over him...”He doesn’t need that girl...he has me...”

“Oh...I’m sorry Boss, I didn’t realize...”

Shyam lifted a gun...”Your services are no longer needed...get out...”

The man was about to speak when Shyam cocked the gun making the man turn on his heel and speed out....

Turning to face the woman, he leered...”You’re right I don’t need her...but I think she deserves an explosive send off...don’t you?”

“Definitely...how ‘explosive’?”

Shyam lifted his briefcase to the table and slowly opened it...”I think that will be enough...don’t you?”



………………





“Delivery for Mrs. Raizada...”
Anjali smiled as she looked at the beautiful flowers that sat brightly in a glass vase...

“I’ll take them...”

Anjali reached for the vase just when Khushi came into sight...

“Di! Wait a minute...Let me take them...”

Khushi gave a smile...”Di, Arnavji is already having breakfast...why don’t you join him...”

As Anjali walked away, Khushi approached the man standing at the door...

He passed the vase to Khushi and slowly pulled a small wire out of the vase...

“Stay completely still Mrs. Raizada. There is a bomb in the vase and if you make any fast fast movements, it will explode...blowing you, sky high...”

The man backed away slowly, and then bolted...

Khushi stood holding the vase of flowers.

She didn’t move a muscle.

She didn’t even blink.

She didn’t DARE speak...

Even her thoughts were whispering...”Oh my God...what if Di had taken the vase...what if...”

“Khushi?”

She flinched slightly hearing Arnav call her...

“Khushi?...What are you doing?”

Khushi heard his footsteps heading her way...

His hand went on her shoulder, but before he could turn her, she spoke out firmly...”Do NOT touch me...Back away...”
Lifting his hand, his eyes widened and his heart began to thump...

Walking around to face her, he didn’t see anger...but terror...

“Khushi...what....” Arnav stopped mid sentence as he saw the ‘radio-like’ object inside the vase...

“FUCK! Oh God Khushi...” his eyes now locked onto hers...

Tears were running down her face...”Please back away...the man said if I make any sudden movements It will explode...”

Rage and fear were competing for first place inside him...

Pulling out his phone, he called the police and within minutes, the bomb squad had arrived and the police were taking the rest of the family away from the premesis...

“Mr. Raizada, You will need to leave as well....”

Arnav’s eyes shot towards the man...“I AM NOT LEAVING! UNDERSTAND!?!”

Quickly, he looked to Khushi...”I’m not leaving you Khushi...”

Arnav stood close beside her as the tactical team began to assess the components of the device.

“Ok, Mrs. Raizada. The bomb is not active...”

The man took the vase from her and throwing the flowers to the ground, pulled out the bomb...

“It IS an actual bomb, but it has not been activated properly...you are very lucky...Do you know who this was from?”

Arnav’s hands settled on Khushi’s shoulders and she leaned back against him, needing the source of strength he offered.

Khushi’s eyes were fixed to the bomb...

“Stop looking Khushi...” Arnav said sharply.

Khushi tore her eyes away as Arnav turned her to face him, instantly holding her closer...

Arnav’s phone beeped with an incoming message...

Back Off Saale Saab...

Or the next one will be real...

Shoving the phone in the the policeman’s face, Arnav said...

“I know who did this...it is Shyam Manohar Jha...”

Khushi felt the beginning of a panic attack and pushed away from Arnav, running past him...

“Khu...Khushi!!!” Arnav started to follow her only to be held back...

“Sir I’ll need to ask you some...”

Arnav yanked the man’s hand off of him...”Are you FUCKING kidding me!? NOT NOW!”

He took off after Khushi.

….......................


Khushi collapsed onto the couch...

She mentally searched for her composure...

She squeezed her eyes shut, and inhaled and exhaled several times.

Her head fell back on the chair, and she tried to relax her body.

She jumped as Arnav leaned over her, her hands pushing against his chest....

She could hardly believe she hadn’t heard his approach.

“Easy...” he said in a calming voice. “It’s just me.”

“I...I can’t believe I didn’t hear you.”

Arnav kneeled down in front of her, his hands sliding to her knees.

“Khushi...the mind has a strange way of sensing danger... I’m not dangerous to you. You have good intuition. I’m sure, had I been someone else, you would have been alert well before you were.”

Arnav gave her a reassuring smile.

“I’m sorry...” she said flatly. “I’ve done nothing but get us all in trouble.”

His fingers tightened on her legs. “That’s far from the truth. You have been right all along. If people would have listened to you...If I would have listened to you, things might have been solved a long time ago.”

Khushi sat forward and held onto her husband tight...

When she finally pulled back, she said...”Do I have to go and speak to …”

“No, well yes...but only when YOU are ready...”

Khushi’s lips twitched out a smile...”I’m ok...just shaken up...I knew Shyam would retaliate but...”

“Come on then...we need to get the authorities involved now...”

….............................


“You mean you sent me to deliver a FAKE bomb!? I ran for my life when I passed that vase to her!”

Shyam laughed...”Yeah, well it had to LOOK genuine...lets see how long they take to get police involved...and then we can give her the real thing...”



…...........................


“Khushiji! Oh my God!” Anjali ran back inside the house, followed by Nani and Payal...
“I’m ok Di...Everyone, I’m really okay!” she tried to assure them...

Arnav stepped in.

“Di, I want you to pack. Nani, Payal, and Akash too...I want you all out of this house and away from this area until this is ended...”

“That is a good idea. Anjali Bitiya...Come, we will prepare now...” Nani took Anjali

“Khushi...” Payal was in tears...

“Jiji, I’m alright...Please take Jijaji and go to Buaji’s...don’t come back till this is over...I don’t want you hurt...”

“Khushi...that’s a great Idea, So Payal would you help Khushi pack...because she’s going with you too...”

Arnav’s response made Khushi immobile...

“A...Arnavji...?”

Payal silently edged away and joined Nani...

Khushi’s eyes showed how hurt she was...”Arnavji...I’m not leaving you here...”

Lifting her into his arms...he carried her to their room...

Once inside, he sat her on the bed and spoke firmly...his tone demanding no arguments...”You WILL be going with Payal. Only when Shyam is dead will you come back. I do NOT want to see a repeat of today.”

Khushi stood up and stepped forwards...”But Arnavji...”

“I Said NO Khushi!”

The anger and brutality in his voice made Khushi flinch back...

Mentally condemning himself, he walked slowly towards her...

“I’m sorry...Please Khushi...I can’t lose you...”

Khushi’s eyes flashed with anger...”And I don’t want to lose you!”

Their eyes locked.

Feelings and passions ignited...

And in the stillness of their surroundings, they came together...

“This is for your safety Khushi...please understand...”

Tears made their way down her face...”Arnavji...I need you...”

With gentle force, his lips met hers...

If she needed him, his need for her only twinged deeper...

As he began to undress her, she only cried harder...

“Khushi?”

“Why do I feel like this is the last time?”

As the last barrier of clothing fell to the floor, he pulled her close...

Gripping her hips, he ground himself against her...”THIS...is NOT the last time! And don’t you EVER say anything like that again!”

Bringing her onto his lap to straddle him, he caught her about the waist and lifted her up, lowering her slowly down upon his thickened erection...

Khushi’s eyes widened at the foreignness of the position, but her body seemed to respond of its own accord.

Her innermost lips parted to allow him admittance to the warm, silky chamber between her thighs.

Slowly realizing that it was up to her to establish the rhythm of their lovemaking, she leaned forward and grasped his shoulders.

She lifted her hips, then brought them back down, proceeding with cautious uncertainty.

But even that slight movement was rewarded with an audible sigh of pleasure from Arnav.

Her courage bolstered, she lifted and lowered her hips, playing with the tempo and the depth of the motion.

She moved slowly at first, then with increasing speed and intensity as her belly began to churn, sending quivering pulses of desire through her limbs.

Her breath came in short, gasping pants as tension seized her.

Yet she sustained the motion of her hips, impaling her body over and over against the steel rigidity of Arnav’s staff.

She felt as though she were flying and falling at the same time, racing headlong toward a cliff from which she would surely plummet and never be seen again.

Suddenly a shuddering explosion of wonder and desire filled her body.

Her limbs tingled and stiffened.

Wet, liquid release poured through her as she arched her back and cried out, unable to silently contain her pleasure.

In the next instant her strength vanished completely, and she collapsed against Arnav’s chest, shattering like a pane of glass.

He shifted slightly, driving into her with long, hard, pounding strokes that filled her completely.

Like her, he was unable to find his release in silence.

As his body stiffened and his seed poured into her, he let out a low moan of hoarse, shuddering satisfaction.

Exhausted, she lay against him till her breathing slowed...

He knew she needed to use up the energy that was driving her fear...

Holding her around the waist with one secure arm, he leaned forwards, bending her back...

He kissed her breasts, circling her nipples with his tongue.

Her eyes were closed but she sighed, twining her fingers through his hair.

Kissing his way up to her mouth, he said..."Khushi..."

Opening her eyes, she knew he was right...she needed to leave with Payal...

"I'll go..."

She burst into tears, and Arnav held her close...

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

"Well they've managed to trace the shop where the parts for the device were bought, and we managed to confirm that is was definitely Shyam..."

The disgust in Arnav's voice, even over the phone, was clearly noticeable...

"Arnavji...I miss you...It's been..."

"Only two days..." he smiled..."And I've actually learned a LOT about, well...all this stuff...I'm pretty sure I could give the Bomb Squad Officer a run for his money..."

Khushi smiled, but sadness prevailed..."that's...that's great Arnavji...well, you're right two days is..."

"Is far too long...I'll be around tonight..."

"Promise?"

Hearing Khushi's joy, his heart swelled..."I promise..."

He hung up.

His heart thudded.

He hated to lie, well, withholding information wasn't really a lie...was it?

The police had also found out that Shyam had purchased a lot of C4.

He was planning something else.

Something bigger.


..........

Pre-cap...


“Highway Patrol reported a woman matching Mrs. Raizada’s description walking east on a road not 2 minutes from where we are!” the officer told him.

Arnav felt relief followed by worry...“She’s Alone?”

The sergeant nodded.

Arnav bolted from the search van and ran down the drive to the main road.

He turned right and kept jogging.

Flashing lights at the crest of a distant hill told him the cops had shut down the road.

He rounded a bend in the road and saw Khushi walking up ahead.

“Khushi!” he called, relieved to find her.

She didn’t acknowledge him.

What had happened to her?

Why wasn’t she responding to him?

She kept moving forward in a slow, determined stride, like a sleepwalker.


………………..





“You’re actually catching on quite quickly...”

The Bomb Squad Chief, Sergeant Kelan, was impressed.

“Not many people retain all the device, detonation etc information so easily...”

“Well, I NEED to know what to do if faced with a bomb again...anyway, I need to go and...”

“See your wife...I know...Seeing the connection you both have, I’m actually amazed that you’ve both lasted two days …”

Arnav grinned...”She’s crazy...But She’s mine...”

“Now, It will be best if you don’t use your car...two of my officers will take you in one of the vans.”

Arnav nodded and stood up...”I’m ready to go now...”

…...........................................

There was a knock at the door of the Gupta house...

Buaji opened the door...”Yes? Who are you?”

The two men that stood in the doorway were dressed as police.

“We need to Speak with Mrs. Raizada. NOW!”

Buaji flinched at the volume of their harsh voices...

When Buaji paused, they pushed past and barged into the house...

“What is going on!?” Garima rushed in...

“AKASH!!!!!” Payal screamed following closely behind...

The men kicked in Khushi’s bedroom door and found her standing at the window staring outside...

Khushi spun around...

“What? Who are you!? Jiji!!! Amma!!!”

The screams became struggles, and the struggles became futile...

Akash attempted to dislodge Khushi from their grasp, but was knocked back against the wall...

“Buaji! Jiji! HELP ME!!!....ARNAVJI!!!!!!!!!!!!”

That was the last that was heard from her lips, as she was hauled into a car...

….................................


During the drive, Arnav began to feel nervous...”Uh...please speed up...I feel that something is wrong...”

“Ofcourse sir...”

As they neared the area, Arnav saw people running in all directions...

He yanked the side door open and bolted …

Running inside her house, he saw the commotion...

“Where is she?!” he ordered

“Arnavji...” Payal began to speak...

Arnav saw Akash’s bleeding cheek...
“What the hell has happened here! Where is Khushi!!!!”

“Damadji...They took her...two men...she’s gone...”

Garima’s words sunk in...

Arnav turned on his heel and screamed towards the police that had travelled with him...

“They’ve taken her!!!! Not long before! They can’t be that far away!!!”

As the officers began talking furiously into their radios, one of them threw a dispatch reciever towards Arnav...

“We need to work fast, and I can’t have you constantly asking questions...You’ll hear everything we hear on that radio! Now get in the van...”

Arnav nodded, “What about the family here?”
Before he heard his answer, he saw his answer...

Four teams of police had arrived as well as paramedics.

Arnav was trying to remember to breathe.

It was night.

It was dark.

And she was gone.


…..................................................


Constant and overlapping messages were flying freely via the radios.

Arnav could barely make out what was being said...

He strained to listen, but soon his train of thought was broken by the officer in charge...

“Highway Patrol reported a woman matching Mrs. Raizada’s description walking east on a road not 2 minutes from where we are!” the officer told him.

Arnav felt relief followed by worry...“She’s Alone?”

The sergeant nodded.

Arnav bolted from the search van and ran down the drive to the main road.

He turned right and kept jogging.

Flashing lights at the crest of a distant hill told him the cops had shut down the road.

He rounded a bend in the road and saw Khushi walking up ahead.

“Khushi!” he called, relieved to find her.

She didn’t acknowledge him.

What had happened to her?

Why wasn’t she responding to him?

She kept moving forward in a slow, determined stride, like a sleepwalker.

She wore a shirt that was too large for her—one he didn’t recognize.

“KHUSHI!” He came even with her.

When she didn’t acknowledge him, he caught her arm and pulled her around, revealing the thick belt of C-4 tied to her waist.

“OH GOD!”

He recognized that particular configuration of explosives.

A paralyzing bolt of fear shot through Arnav.

His biggest nightmare was about to play for real.

His body felt brittle...

When she saw his reaction, Khushi drew a ragged breath.

“I...I can’t stop.” She shook her head. “He said I had two hours to get back to my house.”

She kept moving, but backward.

Arnav looked up at her as the distance between them slowly increased.

“Who said?”

“One of Shyam’s men. I don’t know his name.”

“How many men were there?”

“Two.”

Arnav was sure he was about to die from horror, but his eyes quickly zoomed in on the bomb...

“Khushi Hold still.”

“I can’t. He said he’s watching the progress the belt is making. If it stops, he will detonate it. And if anyone tries to disarm it, he will detonate it.”

Arnav marched forward faster...he glanced around them, shoving his hands into his hair.

The road now looked like a war zone.

Cops were everywhere.

Several black SUVs had parked in haphazard places across the road.

The trees were crawling with police and search dogs.

He could hear various radio conversations.

He couldn’t tell if the bomb disposal team had arrived, but he wasn’t waiting another minute to get Khushi safe.

“I can disarm it.” Arnav said sternly

“No!” She turned around. “No. Don’t come near me.”

Arnav jogged to get in front of her, walking backward as she continued her relentless stride forward.

He opened the edges of the man’s shirt that she wore.

Khushi shoved him away. “Please, Arnavji...Pl... Please, go. You don’t have to die, too.”

“NO ONE is going to die.”

A sob caught on one of Khushi’s exhalations.

A tear splashed on his hand.

He looked up at her.

“I love you,” she whispered, lifting her hands to cup his face. “I want you to live. I want you to find the joy that’s been denied you so far.”

Arnav clamped his mouth shut as he tried to stem the tidal wave of hatred that filled him for Shyam—the man Khushi had once been expected to marry …

The bastard needed to die a bad death.

“Look at me, Khushi...” She did, then dropped her gaze again to the belt of explosives.

“Don’t look down. Look at me. Only me.”

She did as he ordered.

Tears were pooling in her eyes, drowning her gaze.

He clamped his jaw shut, calming the rage that simmered so close to the surface.

He pulled the detonation wires from the blocks of C-4 and twisted them away from anything they might touch, then he pulled the cell phone free and pocketed it.

Finally, he unbuckled the belt and set it on the wayside.

Khushi wavered on her feet.

Her face had gone pale.

Arnav instantly pulled her into a tight hold...

“MR. RAIZADA. CAN YOU HEAR ME!?”

The police sergeant’s voice came booming through the radio they gave him...  

Arnav lifted the radio to his lips...“I got her. She’s safe. They’d strapped a bomb to her. It’s Shyam!!! I’m going to kill the bastard and it will be self-defense. The belt is here on the wayside. Have someone come get it.”

He wrapped both arms around Khushi.

He could feel her trembling in his arms.

He tore the shirt they had made her wear off her, and pulled off his own to instantly wrap around her....

He didn’t want another man’s clothing on her—especially not that bastard’s.

She pressed her face against his chest.

He’d been running in full on panic mode...

“I can’t believe how ...how easy that was for you to disarm. I could have done it.” She pulled back and stared at him. “I’m an idiot. I don’t know anything! Leaving it on as I did, I could have gotten us killed.”

Her voice started to break...“I...I thought I was going to...to die...”

He had to get her out of there, had to get her back home where things could appear normal again before she brokedown completely...

A black SUV pulled up.

He opened the door and shoved her inside, then climbed in after her.

Shock had made her movements sluggish.

He leaned over her and fastened her seat belt, then slapped the driver’s seat.

“Let’s get out of here.” Arnav commanded

The driver turned and faced him.

“As you wish...”

Khushi gasped as she recognized the voice...

“Yes, do take us out of here,” another man said from the third row of seats.

Shyam.

“But do go slowly. There is no need to call attention to ourselves.”

Arnav’s eyes burned...”What the HELL do you want now Shyam!”

He smiled. “I want what you took from me. Khushiji... the light of my life. I planned for us to be married.”

“And now you want to kill her!!! You call that love?”

Arnav looked around them.

They were slowly weaving among the vehicles parked all over the road.

As soon as they cleared the police barricade, they’d escalate in speed.

How did Shyam get the van?

Where were the police crew?

He had to act fast if he wanted to get Khushi out of the SUV.

Shyam lifted his hand, his thumb depressing a trigger.

He smiled calmly as if the SUV weren’t rigged with enough C-4 to blow a huge crater in the road.

Up ahead, there were only a few hundred feet between the last of the team’s vehicles and the long line of waiting civilian traffic stopped by the roadblock.

This was the only opportunity Arnav was going to get, and he knew it.

He released Khushi’s buckle, then lunged toward Shyam, grabbing his hand to control the trigger as he punched the man’s face, over and over with lethal blows.

Dragging his limp body forward, he kicked the driver in the head. Once. Twice.

The SUV began to drift off toward the ditch on the right side of the road.

“GET OUT KHUSHI!!!! Roll with the fall, run back away from this SUV. GO! NOW!!!! Tell the others there’s a bomb in here.”

“NO! I can’t leave you! NO!!!”

“Khushi...I love you! NOW GO!”

He shoved the door open and pushed her...

She dropped out of sight.

The driver’s forehead landed on the horn, but the noise barely registered against the blood pounding in Arnav’s head.

He saw Khushi get up and run screaming toward the team.

She was waving her arms.

Her hair was streaming behind her.

Khushi ran towards the familiar sergeant, her throat raw from shouting the bomb warning.

The response from the emergency crews was immediate.

Men were calling out orders, moving vehicles farther away from the SUV, getting the civilian cars to turn around and leave the way they came, clearing the area.

She looked to see if Arnav had left the SUV after her, but she was alone.

Perhaps the car bomb was more complex than the one that had been strapped to her, and it was taking Arnav longer to disarm it.

A minute passed.

Then another.

Her stomach was in her throat.

Another police chief and his team congregated around her....

Everything next happened in slow motion...

Khushi watched in horror as the whole SUV blew up, lifting the vehicle high into the air with the force of the explosion.

“ARNAVJI!!!!!!!!!!!!!”



……………….








“ARNAVJI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Khushi screamed and lurched forward, but someone caught her around the waist, dragging her against an immovable wall of muscle, pulling her back to the line of men and vehicles in case there was a secondary explosion.

She fought against his hold, but could not break free.

With wild eyes, she looked up...

It was Officer Kelan, the man to had retrieved the inactive bomb from Khushi only a few days before.

But still Khushi fought to break free...

“Mrs. Raizada, NO, you CAN’T go any further!”

She dragged in a breath, slowly letting reality sift into her mind.

She stopped clawing at his arm and looked up at him.

“Arnavji...Ar...Arnavji....he was in that SUV. Was he!? Was he still in it!? ANSWER ME!!!!!”

She looked at the SUV sitting like a big fireball on the side of the road.

A swarm of teams soon blocked her view.

They stood like a shield in front of her, protecting her from the sight of the burning SUV.

“Mrs. Raizada...No one could survive a blast like that...”

Her head fell back and she gave in to sobs that ripped from her heart.

A lifetime passed in the next handful of minutes.

“What is that!?” one man shouted...

Officer Kelan looked up as an expression of pure shock shone from his face...

“Well, It looks like your Husband is fireproof.”

“And bomb-proof,” another officer added.

“Some guys are hard to kill,” Kelan said, smiling softly at Khushi...

“I’ll be goddamned.” another voice said...

Frowning, she pulled back and looked up at Kelan....

He nodded to something behind her.

Arnav.

He was walking around pockets of burning debris.

His shirt was ripped.

He had small cuts on his face and arm.

He was searching the crowd that had gathered, his black eyes intense, focused on only one purpose: finding her.

Khushi gasped and pulled free from the people around her...

The movement caught Arnav’s attention.

The men parted, giving him access to her.

He grinned, his teeth white in his soot-stained face.

She ran toward him, throwing herself into his arms.

He grabbed her in a solid hold.

She touched his face, his shoulders, reassuring herself he was real and essentially unharmed.

“Hold me,” she pleaded to him.

“I am.”

“Tighter.” she ordered...

“I got you, sweetheart. I’m not letting you go...I got you...”

He bent and pressed his mouth to hers as his hand cupped the back of her head.

His jaw pressed against hers, forcing her mouth to open.

She gave herself to him without any hesitation, surrendering to the sweep of his tongue.

“Khushi...” he breathed against her lips.

“Oh my God...” her voice was breaking his heart...”I thought...I...I thought you...”

She tried desperately to pull him closer...

“I’m here Khushi...” his voice couldn’t hide his fear...“I need you. Now. I want you...”

She nodded, her forehead brushing his...”Please...I...I can’t belive that you’re...you’re...”

“Enough...” Arnav looked around for another vehicle and was in luck to find Officer Kelan standing next to one.

He pulled Khushi along behind him as he made a beeline for that SUV.

“This vehicle clear?” he asked Kelan.

“It is. Why?”

Arnav’s power began to show...“Because I need some privacy to talk to my wife! Make sure she’s not injured. I don’t want anyone bothering us. Make it happen Kelan!”

Arnav opened the back passenger door without waiting for Kelan’s response.

He locked the doors, then drew her toward the long back bench, pulling at her clothes as they moved...

“Arnavji! Someone will see!”

“No one will see. The windows are tinted and we’re too far back for anyone to see from the front.”

He sat on the backseat and drew her onto his lap. He ran his hands over her ribs, her chest, her arms, then pulled her down for a kiss.

He was breathing heavily, sucking the scent of her into his lungs, filling his body with her essence.

She was here.

And he was here.

They were together.

He was as hard as a marble pillar, aching to be inside her.

He reached up and opened the front clasp to her bra, letting it slip from her shoulders. He cupped her breasts, checking for bruises or other wounds.

He had seen what Shyam was capable of...

“Are you hurt? Did he touch you?” he asked her.

She gave him a look that caused his heart to stop beating, then lurch forward.

“I’m not hurt. But they, Shyam and his...the others...they did touch me—not in that way, but they were free with their hands. I couldn’t understand much of what they said, though I knew from the tone they used that...”

“Shhh...” Arnav pulled off his shirt and drew her close, feeling her skin against his, using his body to push away the bad memory of Shyam touching her.

He would replace it, here and now, with another, healthier one.

One of love.

He reached down to remove her shoes.

He wanted her naked, bare to his touch, his eyes.

He wanted to see all of her, love all of her.

She was barefoot.

She winced when he touched her feet.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, trying to keep the anger he felt for Shyam out of his voice, away from her.

They had taken her from her room, at night, and made her walk on the road without shoes...

Arnav’s was losing all control...if Shyam hadn’t blown sky high, he would go out and make sure that he did!

Khushi shook her head... “It’s fine. I’m fine. It’s over.”

Her breasts were so close, so warm, he let his mouth latch on to one...

She gasped and arched into him, clasping his head.

He sucked her nipple, feeling it tighten and bud against his tongue.

It took every ounce of willpower he owned to take hold of her waist and lift her off his lap so that he could remove his trousers.

His erection nearly lifted off his belly as he watched her mount his lap.

He guided himself into her sweet sheath, then shut his eyes.

He drew a deep breath, the first full breath he’d been able to take since he’d discovered she’d been abducted.

She started to move over him, but he held her hips still.

This was not a moment he wanted to rush.

He never wanted to be apart from her body.

He ran his hands up her thighs, over her hips to her soft narrow belly, then dragged his eyes up to hers.

“Khushi I love you.”

She didn’t answer him straight away...

Gently, she brushed the hair from his face, and smoothed her thumb over the corner of his eye.

“I love you...” She smiled.

Arnav released the breath he’d been holding, and his hunger for her broke free.

He began moving inside of her, letting his hands wander over her body, holding her, touching her until her hips moved in a sensual arch, drawing him out of her, pulling him back in, taking over the rhythm.

“AR...ARNAVJI... I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. I need you. I need to come.” She ground herself against him, pounding down on his length...

He spread his legs wider beneath her, wanting to hold out as long as he could.

He touched his thumb to her clit, rubbing the swollen nub until he felt her body squeeze him, grabbing and milking him.

He cupped her head, pulling her mouth against his, capturing both of their cries as he erupted inside of her.

Just when he thought he’d finished, he experienced something extraordinary.

“God, Khushi... I’m coming again...” He felt his second burst of semen shoot up through his shaft and into her.

The pulses of aftershock pleasure rocked them both.

Long minutes later, when they’d settled somewhat, she collapsed against him.

He tightened his arms around her, thanking God for the miracle he held in his hands.

He turned slightly, lying back against the seat, keeping their bodies connected.

When Khushi finally lifted up enough to look at him, he smiled and brushed her beautiful dark hair back behind her ears.

Her face was serious.

He finally spoke...“I wish that the world was different. I wish that I could build a haven for you where I know you’d be safe and happy...”

She smiled and said...”I am happy...”... then leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

“Arnavji...We’d best get moving. People will be worried about us.”

“Forget them.” His arms tightened around her waist, then his hands strayed to her hips, grinding her them against his erection, still nestled warmly inside of her....“I want to make love to you again.”

“Then take me home... Eventually someone is going to want this SUV. And judging from the way Officer Kelan is pacing outside, it’ll be sooner rather than later.”

Arnav groaned. “I love you...”

He cupped her face, his eyes locked with hers.

“I love you.”

They both dressed, bumping into each other in the small space.

Khushi giggled when Arnav tried to help her straighten her hair, making it more of a snarled mess than before.

He opened the door on the side of the SUV that faced the woods.

“How do I look?” she asked him, smoothing her hands over her hair, her hips.

God, she was beautiful...

He wanted her again, with the same fierce hunger he’d felt only moments before.

“Like you’ve just been thoroughly sexually satisfied....”

He grinned at her horrified face and kissed her.

Her mouth was warm and pliant beneath his.

He groaned against her lips and pressed her back into the open door.

“Let’s go again.”

“No!” she laughed and pushed him away.

“You are insatiable!”

“I am.” He took her hand and led her around to the other side of the SUV, where Kelan stood impatiently awaiting them.

Officer Kalan looked at Khushi then at Arnav.

“I assume that Mrs. Raizada is unharmed based on your thorough inspection?”

“Hell, no, she’s not unharmed. She was grabbed from her home by men she didn’t know, threatened and frightened, and then sent on her way with a bomb strapped to her. It’s been a bad fucking day and I’m taking her home.”

“Me and my team will drive you both....”

Arnav frowned, “What’s going on?”

“Nothing. We’re done here. The other team is taking over the crime scene. I expect they will be opening the road again shortly. So let’s go...”


…................

The Newspaper the following morning read-

Local Lawyer and associates killed in mass explosion.
We are unable to divulge any names.
The blast was heard for miles, and ash is still falling. Authorities have now cleared the surrounding premesis, and the area is now safe. All known associates were in the van that exploded. Teams are still questioning survivors and witnesses.

…..............................................................


“Killed! WHAT! HOW! NO!!!!!!!!!!!” The woman fell to the ground and wailed...

“I’m sorry...but it’s true...the boss was in the van that exploded...”

The woman’s eyes now filled with anger and rage...

“I will make her pay...I WILL!!!”





…………………







The sweet-smelling scent of his woman roused him.

Handy that she wasn’t wearing anything under the covers...

Once they had arrived home from the 'bomb' incident...they had made love until both could no longer breathe....

 Arnav squinted at the clock.

Four thirty in the morning.

Khushi was sleeping on her side, curled into a ball.

He slipped his fingers over her warm, soft skin.

When his hands began the thorough ascent of her spine, her back bowed and she made a humming sound.

A sound which traveled straight to his core.

“Khushi...” he whispered, breathing in the heady scent of her hair.

 “Mmm?”

“Are you awake sweetheart?”

“No...” she murmured sleepily.

His mouth found the shell of her ear and he followed it with his tongue.

“Really? Well...for what I'm about to do, you'll enjoy it a lot more if you're awake...” He grinned...

She half-rolled into him, tangling their legs and rubbing her smooth, muscular calf over his.

“Arrrnnnavvvji.... I’m tired.”

“I’ll wake you up.”

He kissed the corners of her eyes. Her temples. The edges of her smile.

“I want you like this. Warm and sweet and barely awake in our bed.”

“You always have such great ideas.”

He  rolled her onto her back, keeping her  arms above her head...

His eyes drank in the sight before him...

Delicious....

Her eyes remained closed.

Unable to wait any longer, he nuzzled the outside curves of her breasts, inhaling the fragrance of her skin first thing in the morning.

He sucked a tiny love bruise on the upper curve, then he focused his attention on her nipples.

Sucking. Licking. Biting. Pinching.

 Pleasing himself with her body and turning her into a squirmy, sighing mass.

His fingers trailed over her slit, finding her core hot and wet.

“Someone’s awake now,” he murmured hungrily...

But when she opened her eyes, he saw something he didn't want to see...

"Khushi?" his voice laced with concern...

"I...I don't want to do this right now..."

Well he wasn't expecting her to say that.

"What? Khushi...What's wrong?"

"I thought that you...you were blown up! I thought that I was going to explode!!! I have no more control amongst all this chaos!!!"

She tried to escape from under him, but all efforts were futile...

"I can't lose control of my senses again! I can't! It's too dangerous!"

Arnav reached over to his side table, grabbing his belt...

Grabbing her arms, he lifted them high above her head, bound her wrists in the leather restraint,  and looped the rest over the bedframe, securing her in place.

The rest of his body held her completely immobile.

Panic engulfed her...

Anger flamed through her...

"What are you doing!? ARNAV!!! RELEASE ME! NOW!"

He remained calm and shook his head...

She was exposed...

Her sex was exposed, her stomach, her breasts.

"Khushi..." his voice was  dark and powerful..."Don't you ever, EVER again compare those two things again!!!"

Her eyes were glued to his magnitude...

One of his hands drifted lower and rubbed the fine stands of silk between her legs...

"I understand you're need for control...I hurt you...Shyam hurt you...but what happened last night...with the..." he paused, but knew she had to face it..."with the bombing...THAT was  CHAOS! Danger! NOT lack of control!!!"

Khushi blinked and her flow of tears hit the bed beneath her...

Leaning in, his lips touched hers in the gentlest of kisses...

"When you willingly give your body to me, to pleasure, to love, to protect...when you let me have THAT control, do you feel in danger?"

He pushed his lower half harder into hers as he bore the sting of the wait.

"Khushi..."

Her eyes soon met his..."No...I never feel any danger from you...For you...I ...I gladly give up my control..."

Grinning and growling, he swiftly bent down and closed his teeth around the base of her nipple, holding it while his tongue toyed with the tip.

Her fingers itched to touch him, to thread into his hair and move him, but the his restraints were...

Then she knew...He was asking for complete trust and complete control...

Her eyes slid closed, her hands relaxed...

Arnav instantly registered her body's surrender...


Blood rushed his groin and his nostrils flared.

Khushi was all woman—his woman.

Lightly he skimmed her satiny shoulder with his fingertips and goose bumps skittered across her skin.

Her head turned to the side and beneath lowered eyelids she watched him as his lips smoothed over the place his fingertips had touched.

Pupils dilating, her irises turned dark as night.

Still she didn’t stir.

She let him explore her body, the weight of her breasts, the firmness of her abdomen, hips and thighs.

Neither spoke, as if words would shatter the erotic tension between them.

Slowly and deliberately, he moved his hands, memorizing every inch of her body as her essence pulled him deeper and deeper into an abyss of sensory pleasure.

For a moment, all he could do was drink in the touch of her.

And then his skin began to tingle from the inside out.

Arnav felt a surge from his solar plexus to his groin.

A growing pressure that forced his eyes open.

“I need you. Now,” he whispered against her ear.

Her eyes flew open... "I'm yours...”

Her tongue darted out and he watched it teasingly wet her lips before they pressed softly against his and all thoughts ceased.

Their mouths melded together into an explosion of heat and hunger that sent his blood pressure soaring.

His arms tightened around her, their bodies melting against each other.

Tongues tangled and liquid fire simmered through his veins.

A deep groan formed in his chest and he tore his mouth away.

He pressed his throbbing erection against her heat...

His hips began to gyrate of their own accord, his thickness passing over her moist slit again and again.

A violent tremor snaked through him, stealing his breath.

"Untie me?"

His eyes darkened...

Arnav needed her to trust that what happnening...trust his control....

"Khushi...I don't want to control YOU...I love you for who you are, for your insanity, but Khushi...THIS is mine...I control your pleasure...Give me that control..."

Unable to wait for her response, he thrust his hands into her hair, bringing his mouth down on hers.

Her lips opened and he tasted heaven as her tongue danced with his, their bodies straining to get nearer.

Her hips adjusted beneath him so the head of his erection nudged her soft core.

With one thrust he would be buried within her.

“Need to be inside you. Feel all of you...but you need to trust me...”

He shook with the effort it took to keep his hips stationary, to stop from plunging into her hot, wet core...

“I love you...I need you...” Inhaling a shuddering breath, he continued. “Not for tonight or tomorrow, but forever.”

His mouth suddenly went dry and he swallowed past the knot tightening his throat. “I want to make love to you...because you are part of me... .” He paused as he eased slightly into her...

“Trust me Khushi...I need you to trust me...” he said firmly before his hoarse voice softened. “With me...forever... forever.”

Her eyes grew misty.

“Yes...with you...forever...Not for tonight or tomorrow, but forever,” she repeated his sentiment.

The air he hadn’t known he held, gushed out of his lungs, pushing him forward.

The slight movement against her slickness slid him beyond her swollen folds, all the way into her haven.

She gasped at the same time that he groaned with satisfaction.

Everything about her was heightened.

Her warmth.

Her creaminess.

Her tightness.

The intimacy between them beyond anything he had ever experienced.

Powerless to stop the wild fervor whipping through her, her inner muscles pulsed around him.

Shifting restlessly beneath him, she craved the friction of their bodies, the music that only they created together.

Then he pulled back, almost coming completely out of her before easing back inside her incredibly slow—excruciatingly slow.

It felt so good.

Her breaths turned to panting sighs, and then to whimpers as she arched against him, needing and wanting more.

She could feel his heart pound to a rhythm that matched hers.

“Please Arnavji...Please...” She pulled at her restraints...but they wouldn't budge...

In one desperate last attempt for some control, she hooked her legs around his waist and ground against him.

His abdomen muscles jumped, twitched and a growl rumbled somewhere deep inside him.

All his movement stopped...and Khushi let out a loud moan...

"Khushi...Let ME...now close your eyes..."

Her eyes closed, but her frustrated frown remained...

He brushed his lips over her forehead, her cheeks and momentarily over her lips...

Finally his hands rested on her hips...

He waited.

She waited.

Arnav knew then, that she had relinquished control...

Raising her hips off the bed, he began to pump into her hard and fast, his grip holding her still.

Each stroke struck deep and true.

His pelvic bone rasped back and forth against her sensitive clit, driving her crazy.

The volume of her moans became louder and louder...

Suddenly her body flushed with heat.

A strong tingle rippled in her sex, radiating outward like flailing tentacles as the center of her core wound tighter and tighter, building with an unbearable pressure.

She sank the back of her head into the pillow.

Her thighs clenched his waist...

Then streams of electricity raced up her trembling legs, slamming fast and furious into her groin.

Arnav lowered his head to suckle her nipple deep into his mouth...

And that was it.

She screamed as the heaviness inside exploded, sending a massive wave of overwhelming pleasure throughout.

It was like nothing she had ever felt before.

Arnav, her husband, had given her this...this freedom...freedom to feel this pleasure...

As she began her descent, he pounded into her cradle once, twice, before he cried out her name, stiffening within her embrace.

But the magic was inside her.

His erection jerked and swelled, releasing hot jets of seed inside her.

The intimacy of the moment set off another series of contractions within her and he trembled, moaning long and low before collapsing atop her.

Body still throbbing, she opened her eyes and saw him watching her as he untied her hands.

He kissed her reddened wrists....

Her pulse sped in a way that had nothing to do with their closeness and everything to do with the way he looked at her.

Tenderness, desire, adoration, and love all swirled in his eyes.

Rolling over, he stretched before gathering her into his arms.

“Khushi...” His husky voice interrupted her thoughts.

She snuggled into his warm embrace. “Hmmm?”

"That's the difference..."

She looked up, her expression confused..."The difference?"

His mouth pressed against hers...

When he withdrew, his eyes drank in the beauty of her trusting face....."Khushi, The difference between Control Versus Chaos..."





The End...(or is it...)



Sequel.....


Two Eyes full of fury watched a happy Mr. & Mrs. Raizada together...

"Just you wait..." she thought..."I will make you pay for what you did to Shyam..."


18 comments:

  1. this was soo hot!! plz continue!!!

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  2. Sarah, how can you ask that question? You are so naughty! You take us to the brink and ask " the end?"
    Please continue! I have now read every last bit of your stories and will be sending you my thoughts soon! I am going thru some withdrawal pains with no more stories! No one writes SS like you do so please walk us thru what this new suspense is all about!
    Mayad

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  3. That was brilliant!

    I can tell its far from the end :P

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  4. DONT you dare end it ! :((
    Pleaaseee Pleaaseee ! Pretty Please Continueee ! ^_^
    Its soo good !

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  5. Fantastic update! Loved it.. The end? No way! More, please.. :)

    Poonam
    (Poonam786 on IF)

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  6. Hot!!!!!!! And very interesting, I wonder who this woman is?

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  7. Love it, please go on

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  8. tht was really hot!! love arshi they are a couple made in heaven
    NO YOU CANT STOP NOW!!
    i will die if you stop now so please please go on
    and is this woman shyams new mistriss????

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  9. loved it very hot and sexy and sweet and cute loved it well written please don't stop continue loved the update thanks for the pm

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  10. Loved it :)

    mistyrains

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  11. End!?!
    No please don't to this!
    You give us an orgasm and it was earth-shattering...we're waiting for more ^_^!!!! Too excited for you to stop now. LOL I'm begging on my knees now!

    But seriously that was a great update!
    LOVED IT!
    -Abi <3
    (MrsRaizada101)

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  12. noooooooooooo pls don't end this rite nw...jst luvd it

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  13. that was good sarah...hot i must say..

    shy

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  14. Eso estuvo tan HOT... eres excelente... deberías dedicarte a escribir profesionalmente! wow! just great! please don't end it so soon.

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  15. Another SS in the making? Who's the woman? You have got to continue! Extremely passionate episode on two extremely passionate characters who grab your attention like no other. After seeing the dream sequence on tv last night I had to read this again and just let my imagination run riot!
    Sarah,please continue ................... Toronto is in a heat wave but nothing compared to this! :-))
    Maya

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  16. A Hot & Passionate OS!:)

    (tinsel)

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  17. Sarah that was an awesome update. Very hot, passionate orgasmic love making so beautifully written. Truely love your style of writing & your FF's.
    Plz plz do not end this there is still alot of loose ends to tie up & is still incomplete?
    Plz do continue as there needs to be more beautiful, passionate, sexy, intense, hot, orgasmic & seductive love making for ARSHI that only you can write so beautifully.

    From Arnavluva - IForums. :) x x

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  18. Holly cow,.....but wont this count as something else,......she actually said no,......n it continued......although her body was saying something else.....but her words were no......

    U should have made her say yes....b4 commencing things further.....


    but it was amazingly hot.....and very well written....

    Highonshows IF

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