Announcement, announcement!!!

Hello people,




Happy Independence Day to all...




How are you readers? I know I know I know people are going to throw shoes at me now... But I had been real busy in my real life, I got engaged then my Post-grads and then my dad went to Kolkata while I was in Ambala, he had taken laptop with him. So now he is back and I'm also back.. I'm half done with the chaps, so hopefully update soon.




So till then take care and I'll be back soon with the updates, I might update 'Na Bole Tum..' more than others since I've loads of chap saved up already. 





Take care all and with love,
  Kavya

ARSHI FF: Gustakh Dil... (Stubborn Heart)

CHAPTER 18: Aaj raat ka scene bana le...

[NOTE: This chapter has mature portion near the end and the mature portion is inspired from Mahi-Maan’s one SS ‘Hum Befawa Nahin’ – Chapter 17, you’ll find very much similarities to it and most credit goes to her for originally writing the chap  as I’m not good with writing mature parts and I had taken her content as reference. So thanks to Mahi-Maan for originally writing the chapter, also request please 18 below stay away from the mature portions, it’s not for you kiddos.]









That was when from behind came a dangerous voice saying: “Pata toh chal gaya Di...” (I got to know Di...) making the three startled out of their wits and their eyes went wide like deer caught under headlight. Ever so slowly they turned around to see Arnav Singh Raizada standing behind them with a dangerous predator’s stance, also his eyes as cold as ice and hard as steel had them gulping hard in fear. 





Anjali attempted to control the situation as she asked stammering: “Cho-- Chotte, aa-- aap yaha..?” (Cho--Chotte, yo-- you here?)

Arnav looked at the evil trio who dared to think that they could take away his Mishti from him, he understood why Lavanya did all this, he knows what the creep’s motives were but what he didn’t understand was why his Di did all this. And right now he hardly cared; they were his worst enemies who dared to even think that they could separate him from his wife. The beast inside him roared with primal rage as he stepped closer to them and asked in dangerously low tone which indicated just how much level of anger he was controlling: “Why. Did. You. Do. This. Di?” his eyes spitting fire at them, if only eyes could turn people in ashes than they would’ve been by now. 







Anjali though scared knew that they’re busted but didn’t want to accept so soon, tried to play innocent as she replied: “Wha—what are you saying Chotte?”







Already enraged Arnav wasn’t going to that for an answer, he shouted the next words: “DON’T YOU DARE PLAY GAMES WITH ME RIGHT NOW, DI!! I’M ASKING YOU AGAIN... WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO..? HOW COULD YOU..? Not once you thought of me before doing... WHY DAMN IT??!!!”

Anjali cringed at the loud tone, but trying to maintain her innocence, continued to play being clueless replied: “Cho-- Chotte, what are you saying..? I—I’m not getting anything...” stumbling over her words due to the fear and nervousness.





Arnav narrowed his eyes and stepped closer with dangerous steps, spoke: “Really now Di, are you going to play dumb now..?” 







By now the commotion at poolside has made the whole family gather to see what it is all about, everyone gasped at the sight of Arnav accusing and Anjali, Lavanya cowering in fear while a pale Shyam stood gulping in fear also. Nani immediately stepped in-between facing Arnav and pulling Anjali-Lavanya behind her said: “Chotte, yeh kya tarika hai baat karne ka aapni Di se! Aap kis baat ka ilzam laga rahe hai Anjali bitya pe..?” (Chotte, what is this way of talking to your Di! And what are you accusing Anjali bitya about..?)

He angrily taunted: “Aap hi kyun nahi pooch leti aapni pyaari Anjali bitya se, what did she do today...” (Why don’t you ask your dear Anjali, what did she do today...)





Nani turned to look at Anjali who tried playing innocent, said in her defense: “Nani I didn’t do anything, I don’t know why Chotte is saying like this..?”








Arnav was going to make a sharp comment but before he could say anything he felt a soft hand pressed his arm and he turned his head to see Khushi standing beside him shook her in negative, softly said: “Arnav please don’t talk to Di like this, I’m sure you can sort out calmly talking with Di without downright fighting with her...”  she herself was shocked to see the scene after coming to poolside, it wasn’t like him in general to accuse or fight with Anjali ever... so what happened that he is so furious with his Di. 








Arnav put a hand on hers which was clutching his arm and looking at her he said in hard tone: “Stay out of it, you better not come in between Biwi....” then turned to face Anjali questioning in harsh tone, “Now don’t play dumb Di and don’t you dare think that I’ll buy whatever cock and bull story you give me. Answer me damn it, how could you do this to me? Do you have any idea ki jo aaj aapne kiya uska kya natija hosakta tha..? I knew that Lavanya who pulled this stunt with her two minions and I understand why she did it... But aapne aisa kyun kiya... WHY DID YOU HURT MY MISHTI?!” 

Anjali fumbled not knowing how to reply or how to escape this situation, others did not understand why was Arnav so angry with Anjali. Mamaji asked frowning: “Arnav Bitwa kya baat hai, saaf saaf batao kyun itna chila rahe ho Anjali Bitya par?” knowing one thing for sure that Arnav might be short-tempered but he doesn’t get angry without reason, not this angry at least. 






Manorama also nodded in agreement said: “Aur nahi toh kaa, pleajjj telljj clearly... kya huaa? Hello hi bye-bye...” wanting to know the real matter first before taking sides. (So what, please tell clearly... what happen? Hello hi bye-bye...) 







Arnav replied still giving Anjali, Lavanya and Shyam accusing-angry-glares: “Poochiye kya nahi kiya aap logo ki pyaari Anjali bitya ne? I never even thought in my wildest dream ki meri Di, jo ek makhee ko bhi chut nahi pooucha sakti, ek din meri hi shaadi torne chalegi!” (Ask what your darling Anjali didn’t do? I never even thought in my wildest dream that my Di who can’t even hurt a fly, would one day conspire to break my marriage!)

Everyone gasped at Arnav’s accusations and frowning Nani spoke: “Aapko pata bhi hai aap kya bol rahe hai Chotte? Maana hum sab naraaz hai jis tarah se aapne Khushi se shaadi ki... lekin shaadi torne ka ilzam woh bhi Anjali bitya pe, yeh zayda ho raha hai Chotte.” trying to understand the matter in hand. (Do you even know what are you saying Chotte? I agree we are angry with you for the way you got married to Khushi... but putting blame for trying to break your marriage and that too on Anjali bitya, is too much Chotte.)

Arnav replied in firm voice: “I’m not putting any baseless allegation Nani, and whatever I’m saying is true...I haven’t exactly told you few things. Aapne tab poocha tha na, ki kaha se hum aaye itne late, actually I was searching for Khushi when she went missing...” making all shock with this news, he continued, “Today when Khushi came office with lunch, she saw Lavanya and me in my cabin and was given wrong idea about it. Aman saw her crying and running away, after that came to me and told me. I just went fanatic searching for her... not only that I got to know something else too. 05 days ago when she fell sick someone had sent a courier to her with all rubbish saying I’m a womanizer and Casanova. Wait I’ll show you...” he pulled envelop out of his pocket and handed to Nani who was equally shocked seeing the pictures and reading the letter.







Nani looked up at him shocked: “Yeh..?” looked at him wide-eyes holding the contents handed to her.







Arnav nodded saying: “Yes this and I already had enough proves to know that Lavanya did all this. But guess what I got to hear now, that this whole thing was my dearest Di’s plan!” and felt Khushi clutch his sleeves tight as he looked down at her pale shivering form and put an arm around her, pulling her close as she slumped into his chest trying to hid.






Nani turned to both the women in question asked: “Anjali, Ms. Kashyap yeh kya hai..?” (Anjali, Ms. Kashyap what is this?)







Anjali tried denying: “I don’t know Nani...”








Arnav angrily: “Don’t lie now Di, I just heard you myself talking right here a while ago!”







Khushi looked at them with tears rolling down her cheeks, asked in trembling voice: “Why did you do this Di..? I understand that you all are angry with us. But I love him so much, I can’t live without him... then why did you try separating us..?” she seemed ready to break into cries as her lower lip trembled in her attempts to control as she turned her teary gaze to look at Arnav.

Arnav pulled her in his embrace as she started crying clutching his collar and patted her: “Shhh... stop crying Baby-jaan, you know I can’t handle your tears... Okay enough now, stop crying.” trying to calm her.







Now it was Anjali’s turn to get furious, seeing the sight in front of her of Arnav lovingly cooing Khushi while he fights with her because of this chit of girl, also her pregnancy hormones were not much helping. She shouted out loud in frustration: “Haan haan haan!! Maine hi yeh sab kiya Lavanya ke saath mil kar!! I wanted to throw this girl out of Chotte’s life... jabse yeh aaye hai Chotte ko hum sabse door kar rahi hai. Before no one was more important than me for Chotte, but after she came it seems he can’t see anything beyond her... Because of her Chotte is fighting with everyone in the house, first Lavanya and then said so much to Mami also. And I can very well she that what she is trying to do... she wants to snatch Chotte from us and all for property. Middle-class girls like her trap rich man in their charms, only for money. So what did I do wrong if I tried save Chotte from this girl, bloody middle-class gold-digging wh-” she was cut off by a harsh hard slap. 

Anjali holding her cheek looked up to see wide-eyed at Nani who had slapped her, as she spoke still shocked from the slap: “Nani..?” others present gasped in shock while a already crying Khushi held back  angry Arnav who would have the person to slap Anjali if she wasn’t holding him in death grip. But his eyes spitting fire at Anjali and seemed satisfied that at least Nani had slapped her with no complains on that action.







Nani angrily spoke, questioning: “Enough you’ve said don’t forget for whom you’re using these words is your brother’s wife Anjali. Agreed we all are angry with Arnav and Khushi and I understand that you’re jealous of Khushi for being his priority now. But who gave you right to say words like this about Khushi or try to break their marriage. Have you forgotten what could have been the horrible consequence of what you did..? Have you forgotten that due to this sort of misunderstanding your Mom-Dad had committed suicide... if something like that had happened..?  Tab kya karti aap socha hai iss bare mein... Or you love your stubbornness so much that you don’t care about anybody’s life, not even your brother’s?” 

Anjali impulsively replied: “Jo bhi maine kiya Chotte ke ache ke liye kiya. He is better off without that girl... aur vase bhi kahte hai pyaar aur jang mein sab jayaz hai and I love my brother.” still being stubborn as bull and seeing herself completely right in her actions. (Whatever I did was for Chotte’s betterment. He is better off without that girl... and anyways everything is fair in love and war and I love my brother.)







Arnav looked at his sister disgusted, said: “Yeah right Di, you were thinking about my well-being. Did I ever complain to you that Jeejaji is most important person to you after your marriage..? Hell, everyone is angry with me for marrying Khushi without telling you all, but what about your secret wedding and everyone helped you in that?” pointed out raising a brow making all look away at that question and Khushi looked at him bewildered with this information. Not caring of others he continued speaking, “You married Shyam knowing well when I was in London for 06 months due to business... in fact you married him the next day itself, so as to I don’t get to know. Everyone supported you and hid it from me because all knew that I would investigate everything about him... I might reject him feeling he isn’t compatible for you, so you secretly married him knowing I can’t do anything then and you had enough family support to get away with it easily. I got to know about your marriage when I came to India after 06 months and walked inside my house only to be introduced to my Di’s 06 month husband about whom no one felt necessary to inform me earlier, wow! If that wasn’t enough another detail, since everyone’s dearest Anjali can marry a middle-class man but can’t live in middle-class lifestyle and Shyam can’t afford it her standard lifestyle... hence everyone decided that he would be living in RM as ghar-jamai. No one seemed to bother enough to ask me once or have felt asking me, even at least if for formality. So if I got married without informing you all, what wrong did I do..? Did you guys consider asking me before making important decides or making me part of it..? Answer is no never; everyone has taken decisions themselves and later just informed me. And now that you’re speaking of status, than know it that Mishti is higher than everyone in status then you all because she is Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada. But you’re forgetting Mrs. Anjali Jha that you’re middle-class because your husband is a middle-class nobody which makes you one too. And today whatever little name he has that is just because he is The ASR’s brother-in-law or else what identity of his own does he have..?” 

Everyone was stunned to silenced, not having any counter point and Arnav’s shoulder slumped in defeat as he spoke softly: “Kya kuch nahi kiya maine aap logo ke liya... I bleed my ass off working, so no one has to. For giving you all this luxurious life, to fulfill your every need I gave up all my dreams even I didn’t realize. But never complained or asked for anything from anybody... not even a shoulder to cry because I didn’t wanna put any burden on anyone. And what did you do?  Married someone else without bothering to asking me, still I forgave you, never said anything. I hope you understand if anyone else would’ve been in my place would’ve thrown you lot without any backward glance. Today if for the first time I did something for myself...when I let someone in my life who loves me without any terms or expectation in return. What did you do; try to snatch her from me..? And for what because you felt that now you’re not my priority anymore, because you’re too damn bloody insecure!” then his tone went furious as he looked at Anjali with aggressive-determination in eyes, speaking the next words holding his head high, “But not anymore, I had enough! I’m not going to let you or anyone take this one person away me who loves me unconditionally. You’re right Di, everything is fair in love and war... and when someone tries to take my Mishti away from me, then it can only be war with me... even if it is you, Di. Now listen to me hard, and listen carefully... is anyone ever even if by mistake hurts my Mishti, then you’ll get to know what real ASR is. And trust me no one has been fortunate enough to see it more than once in their lives because after that they aren’t capable of seeing anything and nor do you wanna see it ever. Another thing, Lavanya if you’ve even ouch of self-respect left in you than get out of my house right now!”









Everyone was too shocked at Arnav’s outburst to say anything, his words has left them all to think so much. But Anjali was fuming at the insults, spoke adamantly: “Lavanya is not going anywhere!”







Arnav replied at point blank: “I didn’t ask your opinion; this is my house and here whatever happens as I say. Lavanya is not staying here anymore and that’s final.”






Anjali stubbornly: “Fine if Lavanya is leaving the house then I’ll also not stay in this house...” knowing well Arnav won’t let her go from RM but only to get another shock. 






Arnav answered caring less about her threat: “As you wish, you can also leave and anyways shaadi ke baad ek lardki ka ghar uska sasural hota hai mayka nahi... aap hi yeh kahti ho na.” not at all getting into her emotional blackmails anymore. (Fine by me, you can also leave and anyways after marriage a girl’s home is her husband’s house not her parental home... you only said this.)







Anjali in disbelieve asked: “Chotte, you are throwing me out of the house?”







He simply replied: “I didn’t, you said and I’m just not going to stop you if you want to leave. And I’m not keen of keeping people who live off on my money and then later try to destroy my life. Oh by the way even if you’re living in this house, don’t think that from today I’m baring any of yours or your husband’s expense. I guess it's high time for me to stop babysitting you and concentrate on my life, now I’m not alone anymore... I’ve someone with me who is my responsibility.” giving his final verdict making his point clear.







Than taking hold of Khushi’s hand, Arnav dragged her from there walking out without listening to anything else. Aman looked at family members’ faces and shook his head, silently followed after Arnav and Khushi. He took the file from Arnav who after handing him it, stormed to his room wordlessly leaving behind Aman and Khushi stare at his retreating back silently but both knew how angry and hurt he was today by Anjali’s act. 









Aman turned to face Khushi, quietly said: “Okay Bhabhi, I’ll take a leave now...”







Khushi tried to smile: “Ji” but wasn’t much successful.







Aman: “Good night and please take care of ASR, he is very hurt with all this... if you need anything call me.”







Khushi genuinely: “Thank you Devarji, good night and please drive safely.”







Aman giving her a smile left and Khushi sighed closing the door, turned to head upstairs to her room to see what her husband was doing. Today’s event has upset her very much but right now all she could thing was he needs her and she is going to give all the comfort he needs right now... her pain would heal seeing his smile.
















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On other hand at poolside were the family members were present with silenced enveloped around all as everyone tried to sort what all has transpired few moments ago. As the adrenaline wore off from Anjali’s system, clearing the frenzy fog from her mind did she realize what blander did she committed. Suddenly she felt slacked and swirled on her feet only to be held by Shyam who was cursing his stars in his head but did his considerate-husband act while Anjali broke into tears.









Anjali cried on her husband’s shoulder: “Did you Shyamji, how Chotte talked to me because of that Khushi...” as she sobbed pitifully.

Nani interrupted in-between saying: “Whatever happened was because of you Anjali... I never expected such behavior from you!” with hard expression on her face clearly showing her anger.







Mamaji too expressed his disappointment: “You didn’t do this right Anjali, and one thing Arnav bitwa was right about. So easily we were angry at him for marrying Khushi without telling us, but how could we forget the time you got married..? You too married without him and told him after 06 months... so who gives us right to be angry on him..? Anjali if you can marry on your own wish, than Arnav has a right to choose his partner... you can’t question him.” seemingly upset with the closing events of today night.








Mami lamented: “Todayjj whatever happenejj humre Arnav Bitwa ko bahut hurtjj hua... Aur Phatti Sari sang you didn’t do rightjj  Anjali bitya, Hello hi bye-bye!” even she felt Anjali did wrong with Phatti saree though she still didn’t like her but wrong is wrong. (Today whatever happened, my Arnav bitwa is very hurt... And you didn’t do right with Phatti Sari Anjali bitya, Hello hi bye-bye!)







Lavanya quietly said: “Ah, I’m packing my belongings and moving out right now...”







Anjali tried saying: “No Lavanya, you don’t ha-” 







Only to be cut off in mid by Nani who agreed with Lavanya said: “Sahi soch rahi hai Ms. Kashyap, after all this you shouldn’t be staying here anymore. But not tonight, it’s very late you can go your home back tomorrow morning.”






Lavanya nodded accepting it and then Nani looked at the young lady’s face, she could understand the heartbreak she’s feeling and said softly: “But do keep visiting us, it’s like your home...” and Lavanya gave a watery smile and then dispersed to guest room from there.










Others too decided to retire for the night having enough drama. Anjali was crying on Shyam’s shoulder who took her to their room and made her lay on bed asking her to sleep as she shouldn’t stress in this stage. He patted her to sleep as Anjali slept soon due to whole crying and screaming but Shyam was burning with rage. So as soon as Anjali slept, he got up and walked out of the room to poolside for fresh air but kept pulling his hair in frustration but then something unexpected caught his attention which made him twist his mouth in anger.













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At the same time when Khushi walked in their room was shocked to see the sight of her husband furiously throwing their cloths in one suitcase, obvious anger imitating from him. She quickly walked inside closing the door behind her asked: “What are you doing?”






Arnav replied her without looking up from his task as he kept piling the cloths in bag: “We’re leaving this house tonight. After what happened tonight I’m not staying one second in this house...”







Khushi held his hand stopping him said: “Are you out of your mind, we can’t just leave like this!”






Arnav turn to look at her, angrily questioned: “Why not..?”







She signed replying: “Because it’s not right... what will everyone say..?”







Arnav: “I care less about what anyone thinks.” snatched his hand from her hold and went back putting cloths in suitcase.





Khushi stopped him again said: “But I do, everyone will blame me that I separated you from your family. You want that..?”






He sharply answered: “I’ll beat the daylights out of the person who dares to say nonsense about you...”







Khushi tried making him understand: “How many people can you shut off, there would always be gossips behind your back. See, I know what happened was wrong but leaving house like this isn’t right either... please for me, let’s not leave....” giving him her best puppy-eyed-pleading expression.





He stared at her and then frustrated dropped the dress in his hand cursing: “Damn it! I always give into your demands. Fine we’re staying but if anything like this happens again, we would leave and then I won’t listen to you too. Deal..?”







She smiled wrapping her arm around him: “Done deal...” then entangling herself from him she picked up the cloths of the suitcase, emptying it. And with armful of cloths walked into the walk-in wardrobe, dumping them in one shelf deciding to arrange them next day walked back in room and closed the empty suitcase and shoved it inside in one corner of wardrobe.







When Khushi was clearing the bed, Arnav went and locked their room door quickly and turned around stood in the middle of the room watching her with intense gaze. Khushi stilled seeing him standing their looking at her with intense bedroom eyes as his crystal blue eyes blazed with burning lust and intense passion. Feeling nervous began hyperventilating and biting her lip and lowered her eyes, then she heard him saying in his husky voice: “Mishti come here.” making her immediately look up.






Khushi began smiling shyly seeing Arnav with his arms open and rushed in to his arms. She tightened her arms around his waist and he just held her tight. Not wanting to push her into making love with him knowing she is still shy and naive in that department, as they deepened the hug. Khushi began smelling his perfume which was turning her on; melting in his arms she began nuzzling his chest. He nuzzled her back and very soon she was kissing his neck and opening his shirt buttons.






Seeing her action her, he started saying: “Koyel I thought you...”







She cut him off by kissing his chin and sucked it, with a coy smile said: “It’s hard to resist if you’ve as sexy stud husband as mine.” as she continued on unbuttoning his shirt.






Arnav’s replied as he groaned: “So it goes with me, with a sexy-as-hell wife like you... I wish to lock us both somewhere far, Biwi.” and he smacked his lips on hers, "I’m gonna eat you up baby!”






Khushi closed her eyes feeling his mouth began kissing her neck, asked in breathy voice: “Really..?” which sounded more like a pleasure moan. 






Cupping her breasts Arnav hoarsely answered: "I swear...”






Meanwhile Shyam went around snooping on the couple looked through the gliding doors but the hot couple were too engrossed in the passion filled moment. Arnav pushed Khushi towards the gliding doors and kissed her passionately, Shyam could see Arnav was pulling her hair in aggression and she arched her back. Bunching Khushi’s blouse tightly from behind Arnav ripped it off her and Shyam could see Khushi was wearing a red satin bra. While she had pulled Arnav's shirt off him and was kissing his chest softly. Lifting her off the ground Arnav picked her up and she enclosed her legs around his hips while they kissed each other. Still kiss Arnav held Khushi with one arm while with other he pulled the curtain as he began taking her to their well sprung bed, closing their room from peeving eyes. Seething with lava Shyam couldn’t bear seeing Arnav making love to Khushi, walked off with last glimpse of Khushi in Arnav’s arms, kissing him with her pallu trailing behind as Arnav walked them towards bed, lingering image in his head.













---18+ MATURE PORTION STARTS---








Placing her sitting on the bed he bent down and took her milky white feet and began kneading them with his thumbs and fingers. Khushi moaned: "Arnav" 

Arnav asked sweetly: "It feels good doesn't it?"







She purred enjoying the little pampering: "Ummmhh never knew a foot massage could feel so good.”







Arnav kissed her feet and began tracing his hands up and down over her sari clad figure. Suddenly a beast took over him and he pulled her leg and forced her towards himself, said in desire laden voice: "Mishti do you know how hard it is for a hot blooded newly married man to refrain from sleeping with his wife?"

Khushi blushed and looked down shyly turning fifty shades of red, then he gave her a French kiss and she began melting like an ice cream. He slid his hand down her sari and petticoat, stroking her V gently while his other hand unhooked her bra and his mouth took hold of her mounts. She pleaded moaning: "Arnav..."







Arnav’s hand went inside her panty and caressed her with his thumb up and down: "Don't worry babe I will be very gentle..." his thumb made circles further down her deep, "You’re my Babyjaan and I will always take care of you..."







Turning her head Khushi moaned his name again: "Arnavvv"






He began using his hand and stroked her side to side, his voice turned hoarse with dark desire: "You like that don't you?" 






Finding that she was all wet he yanked her half-done sari, petticoat and panty off along with his trousers and boxers were off. Khushi could see he was all aroused and she pulled him close and kissed his cheek, said: "Come on let's do it..." all her shyness thrown out of the window now.







Hearing his wife eager to make love with to him, Arnav gently entered her as he made love to her after five days and first time after her fever.... but was very careful in not causing her any pain. Arnav was balls-deep into her and ready to spend himself. Khushi cried out in agonized pleasure, as he folded her in arms and continued his relentless thrusting, groaning against her face and then smacked his lips on hers as he kissed her passionately.

Arnav panted, gently twisting his fingers in my hair: “I’m close... Come on, please."






Khushi felt an intense pleasure building inside her, as tears spilled from her eyes and she laboured to keep up with him: "I can't..." not sure enough to handle such intensity which was building inside her. 







Arnav told her: "Yes, you can, baby... Let it go... just... let it go..." as he continued moving inside her in fanatic pace and peppered kiss all over her.






He moved one of his hands between her legs and began a frantically rubbing against my swollen center of pleasure making her whimper at his touch. Khushi’s body shuddered as he thrusting in her and rubbing her hard nub at the same time. She pushed herself upwards, not in control of herself as her mind went into frenzy fog of passion.

Arnav groaned: "I'm right on the edge..." feeling her body tightened, "Come with me..."






Khushi cried against his shoulder: "Please..."







And with a final thrust, he grunted: "Here it comes, baby... Come on, let it go, let it go, let it go...” making her scream as fell over the edge, falling apart in zenith. 









Khushi’s head thrashed against the pillow and he quickly held it still and taking her mouth in desperate kisses, filling her with his love-seeds only moments later. She sobbed at the overwhelming sensation of completion and moaned as they writhed together, the power of their orgasms unlike anything they did felt ever.  An intense pleasure of completion they felt only with each other as they rode the tidal waves of passion together and he fell on top of her as she willingly wrapped her arms around his welcoming weight as they both came back from their high.













---18+ MATURE PORTION ENDS---












 After a while of loving his wife, Arnav panted and sweated over her and pulled his head up as he supported himself on his elbow over her said naughtily: "That was awesome wasn't it?" making her shyly blush in ten shades continued, "Shyam had seen us and seemed like he burned seeing us like that... you think he’ll tell Di..?” 







Khushi playfully slapped him saying: "Arnav please, when we are together let's not talk about anyone else... it spoils the mood. And I want it to be only us, when we’re intimately close... it’s our time and no one else.”







The beautiful couple lay in bed, cuddling and chatting for an hour and then drifted to sleep with no barriers between them. They went into their dream world, knowing little that Shyam had witnessed some of their explosive chemistry.

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NOTE: Sorry I'm late, but real life can get busy...anyways would update next soon...