SS : 6 Months Till A Kiss Part 21

Khushi could scarcely breathe...

Her mind was in a frenzy...

What had she just done...

What had he just done...

What had THEY just done!

Shifting slightly, she made an attempt to move out of his embrace but quickly became imprisoned underneath her devilishly seductive husband...

Her heartbeat quickened and her nipples peaked.

His grin grew lascivious as he slid one hand down her front and gently pressed one finger into her.

Her breath caught and she began to drip as he coaxed the tiny throbbing bud to flower.

She gripped his shoulders and shook her head in denial at the power he had over her.

“I can’t be ready...I can’t...”

“Yes, you can sweetheart.... Again, Khushi...”

He plunged his finger deep, moved back and forth against her swollen lips, and her hips arched upward involuntarily.

He gently parted her legs …

“Look at me, Khushi.” Half drugged, she opened her eyes and gazed at the man she loved, waiting for him to claim her, waiting to take anything he could give.

“It’s always been you.” He stared at her intently to be sure she heard and understood the words.

Intensity gleamed within amber depths.

He gripped her fingers, as if trying to speak beyond words.

As he spoke, he began to slowly slide inside her body...

“And it will always be you.”

Never taking his eyes from hers, keeping her fingers within his, he buried himself to the hilt...

Her lips parted and a soft gasp flew from her lips for each thrust that penetrated her...

Every time he reentered, he claimed more than her body.

The stakes had changed and all he sought for was her heart, as he continued to give all of himself, pushing her with slow, steady strokes until she hovered on the edge of the cliff.

This time when she fell over, he followed, holding her hands the whole time he shared the journey.

And when they drifted back, he gathered her in his arms, and held her, running his fingers along her skin...as her body shivered with aftershocks...

She loved him.

Completely.

Every part of him, good and bad, her husband and lover, her partner and rival.

Love was not a prize but something she owned inside and shared freely.

Arnav’s blood roared with possession...

The woman who was his wife was a fierce, priceless creature who both shattered and humbled him...


….......................


Arnav slowly edged away from the bed...

Khushi had fallen fast asleep...

He grabbed his phone and stormed off to another room of the house.

“Arnav? well, I’m not surprised to receive your call...”

“You have scared her for the last time...DO NOT call her again!”
Arnav hung up.
He wanted to claw at Shyam’s flesh.

Hate rose inside him fiercely...

Not too far away, Shyam smiled..”Don’t CALL her? Okay...I won’t call her...I’ll see her...”

…..........................


Arnav was possessive of Khushi before he’d made love to her.

Now there was no longer a word to fully describe his feelings for her.

“Arnavji...I’m okay...Just go to work, I’m staying here, I won’t answer the phone, unless its from you, and …”

She couldn’t finish.

His mouth pressed firmly onto hers …

His arms remained at his sides though...

Khushi instantly quieted...as his lips moved luxuriously over hers, her hands soon came up to rest on his chest...

Pulling back, Arnav looked at down at her...

When Khushi’s eyes opened she realized he was no longer kissing her...

“When did he stop!?” she thought...

Her cheeks flushed as she felt embarrassed...

“Where do I have to go again?” Arnav muttered...

“Work...yes...” she lifted her chin, “You have to go to work...”

“Why?” he said stepping closer...

Her eyes widened...”Because...BECAUSE IT’S YOUR COMPANY!”

He continued to prowl towards her until she was cornered...

Her eyes slid closed in anticipation...she felt his breath dangerously close...

“I’ll see you when I get home then...”

Shocked, she looked up at him in time to catch his sneaky smile...

He swiftly turned and walked out...

….................

“Oh, he thinks he’s just...just...”

All the sudden she was off balance, pulled backwards as a large hand closed over her mouth.

Panic seized her, as she felt something slip over her head, covering her face...

She didn’t want to die. She didn’t.

Willing herself to calm, she forced herself to take even breaths but the cloth over her face took all the air.

The hot breath of her attacker was on her face, his mouth so near, his hands on her body.

Her skin crawled with his touch, her stomach twisting.

He hadn’t spoken . . .

He tugged her against his body with such force, she grunted from the impact.

A second later, she felt her back hit the mattress.

No!!!!!!!

She squirmed, not wanting to be trapped, kicking and punching.

But then he was on her, one of his long legs wrapped around her left leg, his hands holding her hands over her head.

Before he could trap her second leg, she brought her knee up and rammed it into his groin.

He gasped, and for a split second he let her hands go, and that was all the time she needed.

She reached for the nightstand, grabbing the lamp and smashing it into his head.
He hollered out and she rolled off the bed, frantically yanking the material off her head.

Her only thought was to run.

She made it to the bedroom door before her feet came out from under her.

His grip on her ankle so tight it made her cry out.

But then she hit the floor, palms flat, her body feeling the jolt from head to toe.

Twisting around, she intended to kick him in the face, but she momentarily froze.

It was Shyam.

He laughed, clearly enjoying himself, his hand inching up her leg.

The pure evil in his eyes brought her back to reality.

She kicked him in the face as hard as she could.

“Bitch,” he yelled, blood gushing from his forehead.

He reached for her free foot, trying to get it before she kicked him again.

His hand slipped off her leg, and she scrambled forward in a crawl.

But he was fast. He grabbed hold of her shoulders.

“I like it when you fight, Khushiji.”

She felt his body press into hers.

She wanted to throw up.

“We’re going to have fun, you and I.”

She shook her head, fighting her emotions, her fear.

“Why? Why are you doing this?” she whispered through trembling lips.

“Because I want you,” he said in a taunt, his lips by her ear. “And I am going to have you. I’ve waited forever for you. And I’m going to have you...on THIS bed...”

He licked the side of her face.

She felt bile rise in her throat...her body was trembling.

Something told her he got off on her fear.

“You’re sick,” she whispered.

“No, I’m smart. I kept you guessing. Admit it.” His words were filled with pride so sickening

Khushi felt her head spinning.

She had to get away.

“You’ll never get away with this! Arnavji is probably still here, he only JUST left...”

He moved, rising to his feet, and she thanked the good lord to have him off her.

He yanked her to her feet and pushed her back against the wall...

Before she could scream, Shyam hit her hard and sharp across the face...”You make a sound and I will do it again...”

He grabbed her hands ...she spat as she struggled against his legs, trying to keep hers free.

He laughed. “You wound me, Khushiji. I think you should kiss me and make me feel better.”

No matter how hard she tried to fight the panic that was welling up inside, or the nausea at the thought of his lips on hers, she couldn’t.

She twisted her head to the side and he moved his hand into her hair and yanked her head backwards. “Uh-uh, I want my kiss.”

Tears welled in her eyes as his mouth came towards her.

She wanted to sink into the ground and disappear.

Desperately trying break free she twisted her head away from him...

But he only pulled her by the hair and then slapped her again. This time harder.

“Stop fighting and make this easy on yourself.”

Dragging her by her hair, he yanked her back to the bed.

Khushi cried out, feeling as if her hair was coming out by the roots.

She kicked him, and he hit her again.

Pain lashed through her cheek and eye, making her shake from head to foot.

Or maybe it was from a combination of fear and adrenaline.

Darkness threatened to take over as spots appeared in front of her eyes.

In her head, she yelled. No!!!!!!!

…....................

As Arnav opened the door of his car, he froze.

A powerful feeling began to take over his body...

Khushi needed him, he could feel it.

It felt like forever, though it was only seconds before he bolted back inside his house...

He took the stairs two at a time...

Red-hot rage exploded inside when he saw Shyam on top of her.

Lunging forward, he reached for the hiss shirt, yanking him off of her body.

“You son of a bitch!” he screamed as he flung him to the ground.

Arnav’s breathing was erratic as he took in Khushi’s bruised face, pain wrenching at his heart.

Before Shyam could even stand up, Arnav threw himself onto him and with a tensely gripped fist, brutally beat him until there was not a single movement...

His anger recoiling, he turned to see Khushi’s terror filled eyes...

She was now standing in the corner of the room shaking...

Her hand covered her mouth...

Tears were raining down her face...

Quickly getting to his feet he moved cautiously towards her...

As soon as her eyes found his she stumbled back against the wall and whispered...”Don’t...”

Arnav stilled...the urge to run to her was beginning to feel like literal pain, but he held back...

“Khushi...It’s me...Arnav...I’m not going to hurt you...”

Her eyes finally shut as she fainted...straight into Arnav’s arms...

SS : 6 Months Till A Kiss Part 20

When Arnav came out of the bathroom, barechested, hair dripping from having just showered, Khushi bit her lip....

She remembered fisting her fingers in his hair as his mouth tasted her...

She remembered his hands...gentle, firm, penetrating...

Even though her limbs were still shaky, she stood up and tried to rush past him to the bathroom...

And she thought she made it, until she turned around and saw Arnav close the bathroom door behind her...

She bit her lip again...

Arnav moved towards her..."Hey...don’t bite those beautiful lips...I am... the only one...who is allowed...to do...that..."

He brushed his finger over her lip, freeing it from her teeth...

Lowering his head toward hers, her eyes drifted closed, her lips parted, her breath caught.

He paused to drink in the intoxicating picture in front of him...

Then their warm, supple lips touched...briefly, fleetingly, as if it were something not quite real.

As he pulled away, he ground out his words...”I’ll see you tonight...I love you...”

And he hurried away before he lost control...

….................

Khushi was in a daze almost the entire day...

At some point this morning, she had desperately wanted Arnav...

And he KNEW she wanted him...

“And yet...he did nothing...” she thought out loud...

“Who did nothing?” Payal said as she walked up behind Khushi...

“Oh...Jiji...No...nothing...how are you feeling today?”

Payal held her tummy, “I actually feel a bit sick...”

“Come, I’ll make you some tea that will settle your stomach...”

Khushi spent the day with her sister...

They reminisced the day away, remembering the times when they were young and playing with dolls, pretending to be mothers...

“I can’t believe that you’re going to have a baby!” Khushi said happily and smiled big...

Payal lifted her hand to Khushi’s cheek, where Shyam had hit her, and involuntarily, Khushi winced...

“Khushi!? Are you okay?”

The house phone started to ring...

Khushi sighed in relief and raced for the phone...”Wait here Jiji, I will get it...”

“Hello?”

“Well, I am so glad my favorite person answered the phone...”

Khushi’s nerves seized up...

“I just wanted to see how you were...I suppose I was too rough on you...but I know that next time you’ll enjoy it...”

Khushi held the phone long after he had hung up...

Her heart felt choked...

“Khushi? Who was...”

“It was no one Jiji...Please...I just need...I...” she began to walk away...

She mindlessly walked into her room...feeling lost...

She closed her eyes tight and whispered...“Arnavji...”

….................................


Arnav was just pulling into his driveway when he sensed Khushi’s need for him...

Quickly he exited the car and strode inside his house...

He rushed past Payal, and dashed up the stairs...

When he entered his room, Khushi spun around...

Tears were filling her eyes...

“Khushi? What...”

Before he could finish, she had thrown herself on him in a clinging embrace...

One arm came around her, the other lifted up around her shoulders as his hand rested against her head...

“Khushi...? What happend? Khushi?”

He heard her soft sobs against his neck...

“Khushi...” he said more firmly...”Khushi what happened...? Have you been hurt again...?”

“Please don’t let...let me go... don’t leave me...please...pl...please...” she said against his shirt...

Feeling utterly astounded, Arnav fused their bodies tightly together and moved them back towards the  wall...

Seducing her mouth slowly, she became locked in place.

His fingers drifted through her hair, onto her shoulders and down her arms, tracing little patterns until he reached her hands.

Arnav linked his fingers through hers and, so slowly that Khushi had to hold her breath with anticipation, he pressed his mouth more firmly against hers and eased his tongue between her lips.

When he stroked it past her lips and into the hot cavern, her body began to melt.

An erotic warmth slipped over her like a second skin and she touched his tongue with her own.

Khushi noted just how incredibly good he tasted, a sensual flavor that infused itself into her system.

Arnav didn’t rush it.

This was a man who was willing to be patient.

Arnav  knew, that at any moment she could snap out of whatever thrall he held her in and push him away.

So he seduced his wife in increments, enticing her with slow swirls of his taste and touch.

Khushi had no idea how long they stood there like that, his tongue caressing hers, his warm breath fanning her skin, their fingers joined...

“Khushi...what happened...” he whispered against her lips...

Her senses were held prisoner by his nearness, she was barely aware of the words she spoke...

“I...I answered the phone...”

His lips brushed hers...”mmmhmm, and what happened...”
“It was...it was...Shyamji...”

Although Arnav felt a tsunami of fury fill him, he kept it locked inside as his  fingers moved along her rib cage, carefully tracing the indentations until they reached the lower swell of her breasts.

“He...He said...” 

"What did he say..." Arnav pushed gently

Her eyes rose to his..."He said that...that he was too rough on me..."

Arnav's nostrils flared slightly as hate began to fill him...

"And that...that next time...I would...enjoy it..." her voice broke towards the end and Arnav felt her body give out slightly...

"Shhhh...I'm here...and I won't let him near you..."

Before her anguish could take over, she felt large, warm palms cupping her aching breasts as thumbs rasped against her taut nipples, electric even through the layers of fabric.

Khushi felt her skin get tight...as if it was squeezing the breath out of her.

Back and forth his thumbs went, while his very talented tongue stroked and played and teased.

Khushi heard a moan and realized it was her own.

The longer the kiss went on the weaker she got, until she had to clutch Arnav’s arms for support.

When he lifted his mouth at last Khushi felt dizzy from the feelings swirling inside.

The throb between her legs was like the pounding of a drum and the inner muscles of her sex begged to be wrapped around him.

“I love you...my wife...” he murmured, so softly she had to strain to hear the words.

Khushi blinked.

Bad memories came rushing up, pushing away the wonderful feeling creeping over her...

Khushi tried to shift enough to take even a tiny step back but Arnav tightened his arms around her...

“No please...don’t back away from me...”

Khushi couldn't speak...she just stared back into his eyes as his fingers began to move aside any remaining barrier to her breasts...

With measured slowness, he undid the clasp of her bra and let it fall to the floor...

The chilled air of the room was cool on the heated skin of her breasts, but nothing could have cooled the heat that seared through her as Arnav lowered his mouth and closed his lips around one aching nipple.

His tongue flicked against the hard bud before pressing it against the roof of his mouth.

In spite of the screams of fear and past hurt that resounded in her brain, Khushi leaned into the hard body of the man holding her and moaned again.

A little cry of protest whispered from the back of her throat when he lifted his head but in an instant he had turned his attention to the other nipple, giving it the same delicious treatment.

She could feel him against her, his hard thickness pressing against her hips...

Khushi felt selfconcious when she felt her  juices flow from her and begin to dampen her thighs...

This time, when Arnav lifted his head, he moved fractionally away from her, although his hands still gripped her body.

“I love you, Khushi. You MUST know that...”

She blinked, as his shirt hit the floor...

Her mind screamed to look away, but her heart couldn't break the mesmerizing hold he had on her...

He brushed his lips over hers again while he shifted his hands so his thumbs could resume their erotic dance on her nipples.

Khushi’s  womb clenched, sending her a signal that whatever shred of sanity her brain might grasp, her body was working all on its own.

Still, she tried to speak...“I...I don’t know...I can’t give up the last...part of my heart...not... after you...everything that you...”

Desperately he pulled her closer...

Khushi tried to shrug away from him but his warm mouth fused to hers once again...

His bare chest was now against hers...

When he pulled her hard against him, the crisp curls of hair on his chest were like tiny coils of live wire...

His fingers rested on her hip bones while his mouth moved against the hollow of her throat, capturing the pulse beating there so frantically.

Thumbs slipped into the elastic at the waist of her panties and caressed the skin in light strokes.

Khushi trembled, certain She’d melt to the floor if not for her death grip on Arnav’s hard-muscled arms.

So much cream had slithered between her legs that she could smell the musk of her arousal.

Arnav groaned as soon as he caught the scent of her...

His moan  vibrated against her throat.

In one fluid move Arnav lifted Khushi firmly in his arms, carrying her to the bed.

Bending slightly, he yanked back the covers and lowered her to the sheet...

Standing over her, his eyes roamed hungrily as he took in every detail.

For one fleeting moment, nerves gripped her...

She never thought of herself as a desirable, sexy woman, but If the desire darkening his face was any indication, any flaws she thought she might have developed were invisible to him.

Coming over her, he put his mouth close to her ear and whispered...”Let me make love to you...”

One lean hand smoothed the length of her body from her breasts to the throbbing between her thighs, probing through the nest of curls to find the wet heat there and stroking it with a gentle glide of fingers.

Instantly shards of electricity shot through her body, igniting every nerve to the point of flames.   

Arnav couldn’t take his eyes from her, the lines of her body, the swell of her breasts...

As soon as he’d seen her, every emotion, every sensation, every desire he’d ruthlessly buried had leaped to life.

He was seized with a sudden need to bury himself in her essence and inhale until he couldn't draw a breath anymore.

He wanted to take his time with her, savor each touch and taste...

Kneeling on the mattress between her thighs, he pressed them wide with his palms and bending his head to the very center of her sex.

He drew a line with his tongue the full length of her slit, pleasure rushing through

Khushi’s head fell back against the pillows as his tongue delved inside her...again...and again..

The passion of his touch stole away any shyness, making her forget about improprieties or anything to do with any sense of practicality....

A madness filled her with such agonizing pleasure, she thought she could take no more.

Proving that it knew no bounds, Khushi’s blood rushed wildly, and the light-headed sensation that had enveloped her before, returned.

Arnav saw her skin glistening as she grew damp with perspiration...

Although she was the one on the receiving end, Arnav was so overcome with need that his lungs barely functioned, his mind had abandoned him, and he wanted nothing more than to show her where this sweet road of pleasure led.

Khushi’s hands moved down her stomach and found his head...with shaking fingers she gripped his hair and her body quivered.

"Please," She cried, as his mouth openly kissed her hard throbbing clit....

The aching pleasure had grown so great that she thought she'd scream.

"Shh," he whispered. "I know."

Shuddering expectation filled her …

A whirling wind of sensation wrapped around her body, tighter and tighter.

Khushi thought that at any moment she would die, she couldn't possibly live through the pleasure consuming her.

Her body fled from her control and wavered upon every brush of his tongue …

Arnav could feel her beginning to let go...

He pushed his mouth more firmly onto her, and began to constantly suckle on her...

That was it.

Heaven reached down and captured Khushi in a golden light.

She began shudder uncontrollably in his arms.

Arnav’s heart thumped with joy as he felt her come apart...

Khushi stilled and a warm peace covered her in a cloudy cocoon...

His mouth returned to hers as he moved upwards and over her....

She gasped in surprise but pulled him closer for the kiss, tasting her honey on his tongue...

He continued to caress her, and she moaned and wiggled against him, savoring the moment.

Her breath coming in hot, shallow pants.

Her initial reticence was transformed into glorious eagerness as she dug her fingers into his shoulders...

Arnav knew she was ready...

He adjusted his position, bracing himself on his elbows above her.

Primitive understanding showed on her features as she watched him with an expression of wariness and need.

Arnav let out a low groan as he slowly freed himself guided his erection into her.

She clutched him unbelievably tightly, sheathing him in her wet, silky warmth.

He could have found his release that instant, but he gritted his teeth and willed himself to hold back.

He pulled out slightly and eased himself more deeply inside her, only to find his passage blocked.

Sheer terror filled her eyes as she looked up at him...

“Khushi I’ll wait...I’m telling you right now...If you tell me to move away...I will...”

Khushi saw the pain in his eyes, saw the regret, saw the love...

“It...it will hurt...” she said nervously...

He watched her closely...”Then we’ll wait...”

“No...” her reaction stunned herself...

“Khushi?” his voice was calm even though his body was tense...

Her eyes met his and she whispered...”Make love to me Arnavji...”

Arnav lowered his mouth and kissed her softly...

When he leaned back, he said...”Close your eyes...trust me...please...”

He noted the flicker of fear as her eyelids drifted closed...

“I love you Khushi...” he whispered against her lips...”Just keep your eyes closed...when you open them, I promise you, any pain will be gone...”

He felt her body tense up and knew he needed to relax her so she would open up for him...

His mouth tasted and nipped at her neck, moving down to her breasts...

She trembled, so aroused just by the power of his mouth that the muscles inside her began to flutter in tiny spasms.

Lifting her legs, he saw her scrunch up her face in fearful anticipation...

Bending down again he kissed her forehead, her nose, her lips...

“Khushi...relax...Shhh...concentrate on my voice and this...”

He kissed her deeply and felt her tension subside...

Her legs relaxed as he held them securely...

Lifting his mouth ever so slightly, he whispered...”breathe...”

He loathed that he had to hurt her, but he had no choice.

Rather than prolong the moment further, he drew his hips away, then gave a sharp, quick thrust forward, tearing through the fragile barrier that had held him back.

Khushi’s cry of shock and pain was captured against Arnav’s mouth.

“Shhh, breathe...the pain will ease. It will ease.” He moved his hands up and down her body in long, comforting strokes, doing what little he could to take away her pain.

The suddenness of his movement might have startled her had she not been otherwise distracted by his mouth...

The shock of the intrusion stabbed everywhere as her muscles clenched from the pain of skin breaking, and her tissues struggled to adjust to his size, his girth.

“Just Breathe, Khushi...” he murmured as he held himself still.

Her eyes were squeezed tight as her muscles clenched …

Arnav traced circles around her nipples with his tongue...

All of a sudden, Arnav felt her liquid surround the swollen length of his shaft.

Her chest started to rise and fall in pleasure instead of in fear...

His mouth found hers again as he said...”Open your eyes...”

Khushi’s eyelids fluttered open...

She saw Arnav looking straight at her, everything he felt so plainly visible that her heart clenched.

She saw her husband, her Arnav...the man who was desperately trying to prove his love, protect her at any cost...

He slowly eased himself forward once again, watching her face for any sign of pain.

He felt her inner walls stretch to accommodate him, tightly clutching his throbbing erection.

Her breath fell against his neck, hot and shallow.

All discomfort now gave way to a strong pleasurable sensation.

He traced her lips with his tongue, murmured her name, and then buried his face in the nape of her neck as he continued moving inside of her.

Arnav pulled her legs more firmly around his waist and shifted so that he could go deeper inside her...

Her eyes opened wider feeling him slide deeper inside her...

Her lips parted as she tried to draw in breath...

Arnav picked up the pace and could feel her pulse quickening...

“Arnavji...something...I...I don’t know...what...what’s happening...”

His lips gripped hers again...”I won’t let anything bad happen to you...just let the feelings take over...”

Their desire became too strong for an easy pace, too hot for patience and finesse.

He drove deep and hard into his wife.

He rolled his hips and slammed into her, again and again.

Harder, faster, more powerfully.

Khushi could feel every slide of him against her tissues, every hard thrust as the tip of his erection touched the mouth of her womb.

She became so aroused by the pure animalistic need that she didn’t need any other stimulation from him.

She let out a cry of release as a shudder ran through her body.

Arnav locked his eyes onto her, allowing himself the pleasure of watching his wife as she gave her body, her safety, and her pleasure over to his care....

Her face was shining with wonder.

A flush spread across her chest; her nipples were drawn tight and hard.

A fine, silky sheen of perspiration glistened on her skin, coating her body with a fine mist that sparkled like fairy dust in the amber light.

Spasms racked her small body as she shuddered from head to toe, again and again.

Pressure swelled within him, a pressure so intense it was almost pain.

Unable to hold back any longer, Arnav thrust forward once again.

Two hard, sharp thrusts were all he needed to reach his own satisfaction.

He poured into her as his shaft  flexed and his release flooded her channel.

His strength depleted, he collapsed on top of her, breathing hard.

After a moment he rolled off her and onto his side, cradling her body against his while they both fought to regain control.

He traced his hand over the lush curve of her hip, her belly, and her breasts in a relaxed, unthinking motion.

Like breaking free of a raging fever, he slowly regained his senses.

His breathing became almost level.

It seemed to take forever for Khushi's aftershocks to subside, draining her body of whatever energy was left ...

Arnav  forced himself to slide from the hot grasp of her body and he kissed her softly seeing her discomfort...

Khushi tried to move, but soon hissed feeling her stinging centre...

“Wait here...don’t move...” he whispered gently...

Arnav padded to the bathroom and when he came back, he was carrying a warm washcloth...

Her eyes were on him, almost hypnotically...

He noted how divine she looked...flushed in the aftermath of passion, watching him through heavy-lidded eyes.

Gently moving her legs apart, He took a moment to clean her tenderly.

“Blood?” she whispered...”Does that mean...”

His eyes met hers...”We consummated our marriage...”

“I...I’m so happy it was you...” she said in a low voice.

Warmth seeped into him, easing the inner tension that had gripped him …

He placed a kiss at the top of her mound, then crawled into bed beside her and pulled the covers over them.

Khushi felt the weight of Arnav’s body against her...

Arnav was afraid she would try to pull away, but Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close.

The only sound in the room was now their mingling breaths...