- 2 Minutes To Midnight
- 6 Months Till A Kiss
- An Outfall Of Emotions
- Black Or White...I See Red
- BREAKOUT - Sequel To FROZEN . . .
- Cherry On Top
- Closed Door
- Control Vs. Chaos
- Crushed Petals
- Damn That Laptop
- Elevated Passions
- Exquisite Submission
- Forceful Encounters (Sequel to Forceful Stranger)
- Forceful Stranger
- FROZEN . . .
- I Am...FREE
- I Can't Let Her Go
- I Deserve This?
- I Feel Everything - Sequel to I Feel Nothing
- I Feel Nothing Series
- In His Veins
- Invisible Thread (Two Stars Apart...)
- Leave Me Here
- Let Me Go
- Making Waves
- Mango Ice Cream
- My Boomerang Won't Come Back
- My Life for Your Love
- Plane and Simple
- Playing With Fire
- Recapturing (Memories Series Part 2)
- Take What's Left Of My Heart
- Teddy Bear
- The Christmas Present
- The Development (Memories Series Part 3)
- The Gunshot
- The Jungle
- The Knife's Edge
- The Light Of His Life
- The Light...That Ends
- The Moment Is Coming
- The Spice Of Life
- The Spoiler
- To Hold The Unreachable Star
- Touche...You Win
- Two Hearts One Flame Series Of One Shots
- We Missed The Moment
- What Shall I Name This Love?
- When The Axis Stops
- Wild Repentance
- With Love...Yours Truly (Sequel to Yours Sincerely...Murder)
- Yours Sincerely...Murder
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
SS : The Spice Of Life Part 9 (Conclusion)
As Khushi woke up the next morning, she felt heat shining down on her...and it wasn’t from the sun...
She could feel her husbands gaze on her...
“Goodmorning...” He gave a lazy smile.
Her stomach fluttered at his sexy good looks and his bold confidence.
Last night had been intense...
His eyes told her he wanted to strip her naked and make love to her.
His body told her he craved for her in every intimate detail and would claim her soon—when the time was right.
He had shown her a glimpse into a relationship full of happiness, care, pleasure and love...
And his kisses had only made her fire burn hotter.
She wanted everything he described...and yet was scared to let it be known...
“Morning...” she said, halfway terrified of the intense feelings she had every time she looked at him....
Satisfaction carved out his features.
He cupped her face with his hands and lowered his mouth. “Let me show you what a good morning it is...”
His lips covered hers.
One month later....
Arnav would be home at any moment...
Her decision to stay and make things work upset one side of the family, and yet overjoyed another...
But once Buaji and Garima had seen the pure joy radiating from her, they knew they had to take a step back, offering support...
Endlessly, Arnav had been romancing her...
Every possible moment, he would touch her, kiss her, hold her...
And every night, they would fall asleep in each other’s embrace...
He had pleasured her, kissed her, tasted her...but made no move to make love to her...
She knew that she would have given in weeks back, but the fact that he demanded her trust, had won her heart...
A slight, preoccupied smile touched her lips.
And that’s when she heard his footsteps approach their room...
Tall, Strong, Handsome and powerful...Her husband entered …
Nerves like nothing she’d ever felt before, began to ripple through her...
Arnav marched directly towards her and kissed her swiftly...
Everything about the kiss was tender—the gentle touch of his lips, the sweet coaxing of his tongue, even the way he held her.
The kiss gave everything and demanded nothing.
She leaned into him.
She felt safe.
She felt protected.
As he withdrew, his eyes met hers...”Hi...”
Khushi opened her mouth to speak but just couldn't make a sound appear...
She stood very still, scarcely daring to breathe.
She didn’t want a thing to mar this precious moment.
Today she was going to entrust herself to the man she loved.
She was making a commitment, and there would be no going back.
His hands moved down the side of her throat and across her shoulders.
New life tingled through her.
She felt wonderfully vibrant, gloriously happy.
Her hands smoothed his dark hair.
It was a gesture of tenderness, comfort, and reassurance.
“Arnavji...I love you...”
Stopped speaking, stopped thinking, stopped breathing...
Finally he managed to stutter the word...”W...wh...aat...what?”
She lifted her eyes to his...”I love you Arnav Singh Raizada...”
Arnav scooped her into his arms, and spun her around...
When he stopped he let her slide down his body as her feet landed on the ground...“I love you, Mrs. Raizada...I love you...My God I love you...”
“Kiss me,” she demanded, loudly.
He slid an arm around her and pulled her flush to his bare chest, her breasts to his smooth, hard muscles.
Then his mouth covered hers.
She gasped at the desire shooting through her as his demanding tongue entered her mouth.
She wound her arms around his neck, pressed closer to him, and met his tongue with hers.
He bent her back over his arm, inserted his leg between hers and had one hand clutching her waist...
In one kiss Arnav thoroughly ravished her from the inside out and she burned for more.
Arnav ended the kiss, but kept her captive in his embrace as he stared into her eyes.
She ran her fingers into the silk of his hair and then surprised herself by kissing him again.
He groaned then and deepened the kiss.
Her hands clung to his broad shoulders, feeling the heat and the strength of his muscled torso.
His body, strong and sure, eased around hers, a balm to her chaffed emotions.
Yet before she could lose herself in him completely, she eased back and stared hard at him.
Emotion and desire collided in her heart, springing tears to her eyes. "Take me...I’m yours...please..." she whispered.
Animal passion descended into the heat of his gaze.
Locking their bodies together, he walked them back to the bed and they fell together...
Khushi gasped as volcanic heat ripped through her.
His lips and tongue bespoke his love as she plunged closer and closer to the flaming center of the volcano.
He pulled back suddenly and stared at her...
She opened her eyes and saw the joy in his face.
“My God...I got you back...I...I can’t believe it...I just...I love you so much...”
His lips touched hers as gently as spring dew on new leaves.
“Arnavji...” she whispered, “how could I ever let you go?”
He was too busy to reply.
His hands moved down to her waist...
Expert now at unveiling her body with the least amount of effort, he deftly unravelled her sari, then stood back to admire the view.
He bent down and kissed the indentation of her navel, the soft down of her abdomen.
Before she could think, she felt herself being lifted, felt the puffy quilts against her back, felt the weight of her husband...
Loving this woman in this house, he thought, was almost a benediction, a blessing on the life he knew they’d have together.
With his eyes gleaming down into hers, he took her simply, without frills, without fanfare, with nothing but pure love.
Even though Khushi knew what was coming, she still couldn’t hide her fear and anticipation of an act that had taken long enough to arrive.
Arnav saw this...his erection stilled at her entrance...
“Look at me Khushi...It know it will hurt, but you’re dripping wet, and I’ll distract you the best I can to make sure the pain doesn’t last...”
Khushi merely nodded...
Arnav positioned his hips firmly against hers and pushed the head of his shaft inside her...
Her breathing was rapid and Arnav leant down again to touch her lips with his...”I love you...”
“I...I love you Arnavji...I’m...I want you...but I’m...” she moaned as she felt her channel stretching as he pushed in, pushing against that barrier that would brand her as his....
Their lips grazed each other’s as he spoke...”I know you’re scared...Shhh....trust me...”
Holding onto his shoulders, Khushi cried as she pleaded...”make me yours...”
Arnav nodded and gripped her hips firmly...
His eyes commanded hers as he thrust his hips forward and filled her completely...
Khushi felt a sharp pain and gasped as he pushed through the thin layer of skin that blocked him from fully entering her.
Her nails dug into his arms as she whimpered at the stinging sensations pulsing inside her...
Arnav bent to flick his tongue over her beaded nipples...
Then he gently opened his mouth over them and sucked gently, letting his tongue slide over the tips, tantalizing her nerve endings...
The pain passed, replaced by a sharp wash of pleasure...
Lifting her legs, Arnav wrapped them around his thighs...
He moved then, his strokes slow and easy.
He was a big man, in every way, and she appreciated his gentleness, but she began to want more.
His foreplay alone had nearly driven her over the edge and she craved the completion his touch promised.
Arnav saw her pupils dilate and lifted her hips higher making his weight push him inside even deeper.
His satisfied grunt of pleasure matched hers and he responded by rotating his hips, rubbing her bud of nerves...
He braced himself on one arm and slipped the other hand under her back to lift her, bending his head to bring his lips to her breast.
Sucking the taut nipple, he never stopped moving slow and sure between her flew over the edge, the orgasm gripping her, raging through her, tearing the breath from her lungs.
He never stopped stroking her over and over and she peaked again, the pleasure more intense, even more exhilarating.
Before coherent thought could return, she felt his body grow tense...
His thrusts became faster...
His erection grew even longer...
Her eyes flew open to see her husband looking down at her...
“I love you...I...I...”
“love you...” khushi finished his sentence as another long wail and a series of rippling contractions struck her body...
It threw him over the edge into orgasm, hot liquid shooting inside his wife, the two of them bucking and writhing until the endless ecstasy faded slowly back, leaving him skin to skin against the the most beautiful woman he had ever known.
Afterward they lay in silence for a long time, arms and legs entwined, fingers laced together, cheeks pressed close.
The moment felt almost sacred to them.
Neither wanted it to end. “I feel too good to move,” Khushi said, stretching and yawning.
“But I suppose we should dress. Your family will be calling us for dinner soon...”
Arnav’s eyes were transfixed on her...
She smiled shyly...”Aren’t you hungry...”
A dangerous spark shot through his eyes...”Yes...I am...For something spicy...”
Khushi’s eyebrows arched...”But you don’t like spicy food...”
Her breath caught in her throat as Arnav shifted and slid inside her once more...
“You...are the spice of my life...”