Friday, July 20, 2012

FF : I Am...FREE Part 17








Arnav still felt like he couldn't grasp the reality...

He made love to Khushi.

The happiness that filled him with that thought almost over took the pace of his heart...

His eyes wandered to Khushi...

Their amorous lovemaking had stripped the sheets clean off the bed and she lay next to him...completely bare...

Never had a sight been so entrancing, it made a growl of possession rumble out of is throat...

As his gaze caressed her, she began to wake...

Khushi instantly felt the warmth of the sun's rays on her skin...

She felt whole...

And yet something was missing...the heartache...

The fighting passion from the night before came pulsing back to her...

"The one who caused my pain...has eased it..." she smiled slightly...

Taking a deep breath, her thoughts flashed back to Arnav's hands and mouth on her breasts...

But her thoughts were interruped...

She glanced over her shoulder when she heard a noise behind her.

"Good morning." Arnav's voice sounded as sexy and intimate as he looked.

Barefoot, with his sweatpants riding low on his hips, he looked tousled and still sleepy.

One lock of hair fell over his forehead, while several tufts on top stood straight up, like someone had run their hands through it.

Which she had, repeatedly....

The thought of why she needed to hang onto him so desperately made her nipples tighten.

She loved him.

Then the pain came...she hated him...

Looking up again, his eyes spoke to her...

"He loves me..."

God, what he did to her.

What he was doing to her right now...

His smile slowly widened.

"Now that's a view every man should wake up to."

Embarrassed, she realized she was practically drooling at him.

She looked down at the bed and saw that nothing was covering her...

Her eyes darted around and saw his shirt on the floor next to the bed...

Grabbing it, she hurriedly pulled his shirt over her, then felt his hand press gently on her back, to stop her hiding from him...

"Not yet..."

She began to step back...

Arnav shook his head...

Backed up to the bed, she knew she was trapped...

Almost falling back, her hands flew up to his shoulders to hang on...

The moment she touched him, she knew that her last chance of escape was gone...

Her fingers trembled as she felt him drag the shirt up to her waist.

His long fingers teasingly explored the shape of her breasts...

All around...up, down,  around, and around.

No longer able to stand on her trembling legs, her knees buckled and she fell back onto the bed...

And the first thing she saw was the intensity of his eyes...

Instantly, her core dripped...

She could feel the moisture trickling down her thighs...

He spread her legs open, brushed his knuckles over her throbbing heat.

Her breath caught in anticipation.

She whimpered as he slowly drew his hand away.

Moving up over her, he adjusted her on the bed with her hands by her head to lift her breasts upward.

The rosy tips of her nipples thrust forward proudly.

Beautiful.

Limp with anticipation, all her energy was concentrated on not turning into a puddle of pleasure....

Nerves sent a twinge into her heart... “What are you doing?”

The tip of his erection probed between her legs.

"Showing you what a 'good' morning it is..."

Opening her legs wider he pulled her hips suddenly against him.

A dark, guttural sound erupted from deep inside her as he thrust into her.

Their fierce, driving rhythm, matched, spiraled out of control...

And suddenly, the moment of ultimate pleasure was near.

Khushi fought it, not wanting to tumble over into satisfaction.

Then this would be over.

"No." she thought...

She didn’t want it to be over.

This feeling was too good to end.

But it was too late.

Her body was not her own.

Arnav's mouth was breathing close to hers...

His whispers of echoing "i love you" smoothed over her heart...

And it happened...

She shattered, tensing as the first spasm of orgasm took hold.

So intense was her release, she could only call his name in her head.

And as her body closed around his, she heard him moan and say her name.

And then he exploded, hips pressing into hers, face buried in her neck.

Moments later, they lay pressed together, limp with the impact of their releases.

Reality slipped into place, hitting Khushi with a rush of emotion.

The magnitude of what they had shared was so powerful, it was hard to digest.

Never, ever, had she felt so totally possessed and loved.

The burn of tears in the back of her eyes took her off guard.

A wave of panic took hold.

After everything he did...

She didn’t want to be in love.

That meant giving up too much.

She was losing her heart to him....

She didn’t want to get lost again.

Turning her face to the side, she tried to hide her tears.

Arnav kissed her temple and rolled to her side...

“Khushi...”

She felt his hoarse whisper against her neck as he braced himself an inch above her.

His warmth surrounded her, made her want to stay drenched in pleasure and sunlight forever.

He heard her moan as he pulled out of her.

He pulled his sweatpants up, then gently lifted her limp body off the bed...

Wrapping his shirt around her, he held her securely in his arms.

She heard the pounding of his heart as she laid her head against his chest.

Her husband.

Overwhelmingly close, overwhelmingly part of her...

Her mind  triggered all her old fears of loneliness and separation.

She wrapped her arms around him and held tight.

"Khushi?...sweetheart?..." He staggered back a step...fearing her reaction, or withdrawal....

Her face hidden against his chest, she sniffed back a tear.

“Khushi...what’s wrong...?” his breathing hitched...”Did...oh God did I hurt you? What’s wrong?”

Crying softly, she replied...”Nothing...nothing is wrong...”

He kissed her damp forehead...   

Cool air separated them as he pulled back and frowned down at her.

“Khushi...you can’t lie...I know...now tell me...”

Her teary eyes ascended to his...”You don’t...don’t think I can lie?”

It hit him...what he said...

All his accusations of her lying, cheating, scheming...and now, he admitted that he knew she couldn’t lie...

Feeling his heart constrict, he pulled her close once again...

She looked so damned fragile, and for a second, he had a hard time reconciling it with the passionate woman in bed with him last night.

But, that was Khushi all over.

Her seductive femininity often concealed the strength and determination that hid just below her surface.

That's why he loved her so much.

Her trembling arms brought his realization back...

“What the hell have I done?!” his thoughts shrieked...

“She came to me for answers, for my true feelings...and I took advantage of her vulnerability...now what will she think of me!”

Somehow, he had to put things right...again....

Hell, why not rebuild the world in a day while he was at it?

"Khushi..." he looked down to her...”Khushi...I’m so sorry...I shouldn’t have forced you last night...”

Her reaction damn near broke his heart …

"Forced me...?"

He wondered if his heartrate would ever return to normal...

“Khushi...I didn’t mean to...I didn't mean to force...I...I know you are probably still confused, and I feel even more ashamed that I...”

“Confused?”

His words instantly halted...

“Khushi...Let me make one thing clear...I love you...I do NOT regret last night...but I would die if I thought that YOU did...”

“I love you Arnavji...but...”

Not willing to hear anymore, he interrupted fast..."That's all I need to know, Khushi... That you love me."  

His hands held her firmly..."I know that I have a long way to go to earn your trust...but I will Khushi..."

She lifted her face to his... “A...Arnavji..."

Her shaking voice almost destroyed him, but he gave a small smile and nodded....

"I'm...I’m so tired.”

“I know. C’mere.” Arnav lifted her effortlessly in his arms and walked to the couch...

Cradling her like a baby, he pulled her close and kissed her crown.

“Rest...I've got you...”

Khushi's eyes began to close and she drifted to sleep...

Arnav wasn't in a hurry to do anything...

He was in heaven sitting here holding his wife...one who he thought he lost...

15 minutes later, Khushi shifted slightly, moving her arm... 

He smiled, but his smile soon evaporated...

Something sticky had rubbed from her arm, to his chest...

Blood...

Panic and horror began to fill him...







7 comments:

  1. awesome update loved it very hoot and sexy loved how he is trying to bring her out of the pain he put her in and the emotional hell she is locked in did she get hurt hope not awesome update loved it well written perfectly done

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  2. Nice update, so beautiful. I love Khushi and Arnav's intmaciy they are just meant to be. The end scared me why is Khushi bleeding? Thanks for the update

    Paramjit from India-forums.com

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  3. aaaawwwwww I think that is so sweet. Him being worried that he forced her. It was so nice of him to say that he didn't regret it and would die at the thought of her regretting it. OMG hopefully the blood isn't something serious.

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  4. Wow. So beautiful. I love them! :)
    what's with the blood?? :o
    update soon. :)

    pollytrolly IF

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  5. tht was sweet n hot
    loved it
    blood :o
    update next part jaldi jaldi :)
    sikhni_,,,,IF

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  6. A considerate lover is hard to find. I wonder if Khushi understands exactly what she's found here in Arnav! Yes he was very harsh with her when there was no trust but I often wonder in cases such as this where the woman is so naive if she fully understands the type of lover she has!
    Sarah, you always show Arnav as such a perfect lover! You make me love the character more every day! Love can heal but it does take time. Well written with just the right mix of passion and cuddling! Loved that he lifted her and held her in his arms after the loving!
    Cheers!
    Mayad

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  7. nice dear

    rukuswasthika(if)

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