Thursday, August 30, 2012

FF : I Am...FREE Part 27



Within seconds of returning home, he scooped her up in his arms and marched into their bedroom, stripped off the duvet, and laid her on the stark white sheets.

He gazed at her the way that send electric currents through her blood...

The open love in his eyes excited her and she found herself opening to him in a way that should have shocked her, but didn’t.

It was a space devoid of rational thought chased away by rioting sensations.

Over and over, he whispered to her... “No more thinking...No more waiting...You're mine Khushi...I'm yours...”

He breached every defence she mounted.

Not with force, but with glorious sensations.

When he licked the pulse on her throat her breasts would swell.

His mouth would then find her breasts and his skilled tongue and teeth and vigorous suckling again brought her to an orgasm the likes of which she’d never imagined.

Khushi felt possessed by her husband...

He seemed determined that she would orgasm, not once or twice, but over and over.

She demurred, begged him to let her breathe, protesting that it wasn’t possible to come again so soon.

But he put a lie to her words.

Again and again in the most impossible ways, he milked waves of excruciating pleasure from every part of her body.

His wicked whispers were as exciting as his touch.

In his dark sexy voice, he described intimate parts of her body.

She’d never dreamed his provocative words would be erotic, but they sent clamoring pulses bombarding through her.

Rather than frightening her, his ownership of her drove her higher and higher up a pathway of fiery passions .

She whimpered and moaned.

At times, she wailed, stunned that the panting gasps and shrieks of agonized need came from her.

At each sound, he urged her higher, not letting her stop until she exploded in a tsunami of pleasure.

His body was a stunning male masterpiece.

The iron hard flex of his muscles, his impossibly huge erection.

Everytime their bodies joined, her nerves would scream out their anxiety on how he would fit inside her...But somehow his skillful fingers and tongue drew copious amount of liquid from her intimate folds.

When he finally entered her, she thought she might die from the pleasure.

He was gentle, encouraging, easing the entry, trying to be delicate with her after the episode in the rain... but she refused to compromise.

Fiercely hungry for his huge aggressive body, she begged him to fill her, not to hold back.

Arnav let go, and thrust impossibly deep inside her with a harsh animal roar...


His hands travelled up her torso, over her breasts, and laced his fingers with hers holding her hands down...

Keeping his gaze on her face, Arnav bucked his hips, driving himself further inside her and she gasped.   

Slowly, he began pumping into her.

His mouth covered hers, swallowing her moans of pleasure as he slowly penetrated her...

He kissed her long and deep...

She clung to him, one leg moving over his.

His hips lifted and he began a faster rhythm . . . in and out, kissing her, his tongue mimicking the movement of his body.

Their kisses grew hotter, deeper, and the intensity fierce.

They were pressing themselves against one another as if they wanted to get beneath each other’s skin, passion gone wild, bodies moving as one, together, harder and harder, and faster and faster.

And suddenly, Khushi was in the bittersweet climb to the top of the waterfall . . . ready to fall over the edge into satisfaction, but not wanting to let go of the moment.

She called his name, arching her hips into him, as she silently begged for the moment to last.

And then it happened.

The first spasm literally made her body shake, and words, even sounds, were impossible.

It felt as if her body absorbed him as her own.

"Let it go sweetheart...I'm with you..."

She was so close, her whole lower body alive and on fire.

Khushi raked her nails over his shoulders as her body contracted hard around him...she crying out, her voice caught...

Arnav continued to thrust inside her, keeping the pace steady...  

She shook in his grip, obviously trying to adjust to the continued to thrust, hard and deep and tirelessly inside her.  

As her senses returned, another climax began to take hold...

Her emotions swelled and she realized just how much Arnav was giving to her...not just pleasure, not just love...but himself.

He simply stared up at her, refusing to let her hide from him even when she began to cry.

She began shaking her head, feeling that ever present anxiety rise once again...

“No...Arnavji...It’s too much.”

 “I love you...forever...” he promised.

Her body lost control, and she cried and lost herself in the helplessness, loving that he had total control over her.  

He followed, his back arched, his seed spilling out in a hot rush that left him limp, spent, sated.

Breathing.

Their bodies were tangled together...

Arnav pushed the hair back from her face, planting kisses everywhere he touched.

Standing up, he placed a lingering kiss on her lips and walked towards the bathroom...

Coming back with a warm washcloth, he gently wiped her face free from her tears and the stains of rain and dirt... he washed the sweat from between her breasts...then carefully cleaned their combined juices from her succulent folds.

His gentle ministrations to her sensitized body elicited renewed moans of pleasure.

All the while, he crooned loving words of praise for her body, her spirit and the way she let him love her.

Climing back into the bed, he pulled her into his strong arms...

He heard her crying softly and said..."No One...NO ONE and nothing will ever take you away from me...and you will never lose me...ever...I don't want you to fear me, or avoid me...I am here for YOU Khushi...I swear..."

He tenderly kissed her forehead as her eyes fluttered closed...

She fell into a deep exhausted sleep, knowing that nothing and no one could ever take this away from her.


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Anjali saw them return.

He looked damp and rugged.

Khushi was barely holding on in his arms...

"...He...he hasn't even come to me..." Anjali said tearfully ..."and it's been hours..."

Closing her bedroom door, she turned to face the mirror.

"She didn't even look hurt! What game is she playing now!? Acting all weak and helpless...I'M the one who was hurt!!! I am his SISTER!!!"

As she turned away from her reflection, her eyes turned dark with hate...

"No Chote...I  won't let her fool you...You may say you love her...but I will stop her from deceiving you like she deceived me and my husband..."

Leaving her room, she slowly walked past Arnav and Khushi's bedroom...

"Don't worry Chote...I won't tear her away from you as fast as you tore my Shyam away from me..."

A sinful smirk curved at her lips..."No no...She will slowly leave your life...You will be sad at first...but eventually you will realize that there is nothing you can do for her...She will become ill...and she will be so full of poison that there will be room in her body to breathe..."

And then Anjali's shadow faded  as she disappeared down the stairs...




PRECAP-

Khushi began coughing, and Arnav quickly rushed to her side...

"Khushi? Sweetheart? Sit forwards..." He helped her lean forwards as she coughed and spluttered...

Her tiny hand gripped Arnav's shirt as her throat seized up...

As Arnav gently tapping her back, she tried to draw in breath...

Arnav passed her tea back to her and encouraged her to take a sip...

When she did, the coughing started all over again...

Starting to get increasingly concerned, Arnav pulled to stand and hauled her against his body and slapped her harder on her back...

Finally, she took in a long laboured breath ...

Holding her, Arnav looked down into her eyes...

Tears cascaded down her cheeks from her watering eyes...

"A..Ar..na...v..."

"Quiet. Don't you dare say anything. Just relax your throat...shhhh..."




14 comments:

  1. wooohoooo wow anji is soooo creeepy but awsuuuum update dear.....so passionate loved it very much n what in cows world has anji done...please contiue soon n thnx 4da pm dear.......

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  2. That was one passionate love making....
    I hate that Anjali...argghh....
    Please continue soon...
    Thanks for the pm....

    Sonali..(arshi94)

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  3. What the f.. I thought that Anjali had finally realised her mistake guess she is as dumb as ever. Very beautiful update. The precap is scary. I hope he takes her to a dr.
    Devilways

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  4. anj is being a bitch she needs to grow up and realise that the world doesnt revolve round her. love arshi
    thnk you for updating loved it

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  5. Holy fuck that was hot! What the fuck is Anjili doing? Like seriously she needs help.

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  6. Hot update but beautifully written

    Anjali I could understand her concern over her brother but trying to kill Kushi what a despo bitch no evil twisted monster she is

    Thank u for the update

    Undercoverhappy

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  7. awesome update loved it that was so hot and sexy awesome update loved it anjali is disgusting hope asr can keep his wife safe from that bitch she is so screwed up

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  8. omg Arnav has some different way to show his love, care and protecttion never the less he is perfect. I fucking hate Anjali I dont want another villain dont do this they are suffering in every other ff too please make them happy dont let anything happen to Khushi and you may kill Anjali if u want

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  9. I absolutely love it! Please update soon, eagerly waiting for the next part!:)

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  10. Awesome. Hope Anjali doesnt suceed considering Arnav knows everythinh

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  11. Awesome update..
    Anjali seriously need help..She is more dangerous than shyam...

    -Chandana.S

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  12. Awesome update.

    (tinsel)

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  13. flowers4u......fantastic update...totally hate anjali she needs help.....hope arnav can save kushi

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  14. fantabulous update buddy..!!
    anjali has gone mad!!
    thnx alot fr d PM :)

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