39 No regret
Part 39 No regret
Arnav was stuck, seeing Khushi in a black saree with a silver lining, looking HOT. The black saree made him realise how shiny her skin was. It made him flat by affecting his sexual hormones vigorously. Her sexy steps to the song made him tremble. He came out of the washroom, pretending not to see Khushi. But she didn't mind his pretext and held his collar, making him stunned. She pulled him towards her. He tried not to touch her.
"Khushi, what are you doing?" he tried to remove her hand from his collar.
"I am doing what you expected..." she winked.
"You misunderstood. I didn't expect anything," he tried to shrug her hands off.
"Didn't you tell me you expected me to seduce you?"
"Khushi, it was you who said you would seduce me if you were close to me. That's why I asked. Is that clear?"
"So you expected it from me. right?"
"Relax, let me explain..."
"Didn't you expect me to seduce you this way?"
"I was just..."
"I too am doing just what you wanted me to..."
"Listen to me. I didn't expect it..."
"Don't lie..."
"I don't lie..."
"You are a balanced-minded professor. But I am a small girl with a lot of Desire. You are aware how deeply I love you. I don't want to ruin your penance. But you don't stop me. Let me kiss you... Didn't you say I would get my quota every day? Now, I need my today's quota..."
"Let's have dinner first..."
"I don't want food, but a kiss. Kiss me now... Or, let me kiss you..." She circled his neck.
"Khushi..."
"Mmm?" she smiled sheepishly.
Arnav rolled his eyes.
"Push me if you don't like me..." she challenged.
"I like you..." He didn't hesitate to accept the truth.
She smiled brightly.
"So? What will you do now?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"Don't you know?" She drew a line on his cheek.
"You were so tense yesterday. Today you started dancing for an item song... You are unbelievable..." he smiled.
"Anyone who has such a handsome husband would do the same."
"What will you do if I say NO...?" he asked, raising his brows smilingly.
"What will you do if I make you say YES?" She asked the same way he did.
"How are you so confident?"
"Our first kiss made me confident..."
Arnav caught her point, and, of course, he could not deny it. After all, he lost himself that day, after challenging her. He looked at her sharply. Khushi raised her brows questioningly.
"See, we got married. Everyone knew that, and we thought we would have completed our wedding. So, there is no point in waiting, my dear husband..."
"I don't mind what others think..."
Cutting him off,
"Then mind about what your WIFE think..."
"Ok, I will surely think. Now, I'm hungry..."
"Ok, you go and eat... I don't want. I'm not hungry..." She went to bed and lay, hanging her legs.
Arnav stood looking at her, who stretched her hand, pouting. He rolled his eyes and took a step to leave the room. She purposely extended her leg, and he missed his balance. She held his hand and pulled him onto her. He fell on her. Yet, tried to get up instantly, but he could not as she curled him tight.
"Khushi... leave me..."
"Mrs Khushi Arnav..." she whispered.
He looked at her, slightly pulling himself and said,
"Don't do this... You will regret it later..."
"Really?"
"You have no idea what you are doing."
"Let me check and know what I'm doing..."
She inserted her fingers in his nape and pulled him close. He stared at her for a few seconds and gulped hard. He touched her forehead with his, closing his eyes.
"Why are you doing this, Khushi?"
She cupped his cheek and kissed his forehead.
"Am I troubling you?"
"I don't want to trouble you."
"Means...?"
He shook his head.
"Ok... we will think about it later..." She pushed him on the bed and was supposed to get up, but Arnav dragged her towards him.
She fell on him and looked at him, perplexed.
"What?" she asked.
He wrapped her in his arms, closing his eyes. Khushi was confused by his action.
"I asked you something..." She said.
"You seduced me..." he whispered.
She bit her lip, smiling. He didn't open his eyes, nor did he leave her. Khushi admired him for a while. She outlined his lips. He opened his eyes and looked at her yearningly. She rubbed his lips with hers. In no time, he flipped her on the bed and came over her. He kissed her, giving in. They again shared a hearty kiss. Breaking the kiss, he lay on her chest, panting hard, making her pant hard. She hugged his neck and kissed his hair. His hand touched her smooth and soft waist. After that, he could not stop his hands from exploring more. His resolve not to rush their relationship was shattered. Although it was Khushi who wanted it, Arnav was more involved in it than she was. He could not hold himself... in fact, he didn't want to hold as he had already started. What was the point in doing it half-heartedly after starting it? So, he got completely into it. Khushi was surprised. If he wanted it to this extent, why did he find excuses to postpone it? The black saree, which played a vibrant role in their intimacy, took its leave after completing its duty.
Their differences came to an end. They were no longer a professor and a student but a couple. They were not ready to think more than that. The primary relationship they shared was that of husband and wife. They picked it up after a lot of struggle. Now they were clear.
Arnav looked at Khushi, who was lying on his bicep. He turned towards her and embraced her.
"I had never seen such an adamant girl like you..." He dashed her forehead with his.
"Aren't you adamant? If I didn't take a step, you would have made me wait for two full years... would not have you?"
He nodded no. She looked at him, pulling herself back.
"Really?"
"Somehow, I expected the little goblin would not let me do it," he chuckled.
Khushi smiled, biting her lip.
"I wonder..." he said.
"Why?"
"How are you so gutful?"
"Gutful and me? Why?"
"How casually you had approached me. Aren't you scared that I may think of you wrongly?"
"After getting married to you, what's there to be scared of? However, you have to spare me. you have no choice. Then, why should I pretend like a good girl? Think of me as a bad girl... I have no problem..." she asked, controlling her laughter.
"You are indeed a good girl. What doubt in that? Just because you took your right, you can't be a bad girl..."
"Thanks, Mr Husband... for understanding me..."
"If it is the case, I'm also not a good man. Not only me, but no husband in the world is good. If he is good, he would not be a good husband. We should lose the good man tag to get a good husband tag..."
"Wow, Arnie... I know you are a great professor, but I didn't expect you would explain this subject so well too...!"
He smiled.
"By the way, why did you say I would regret it later?"
"Only the starting point would be hard. If it started once, it would not stop, because the matter is like that."
"What does that mean? Won't you stop here after?"
He nodded no, flipping his lip. She looked at him in surprise.
"Aren't men so mean?"
He smiled.
"This is why I said you will regret..."
"There is nothing to regret. It's an unavoidable part of married life. So, I'm always IN." She winked.
"I don't think we will do anything useful here after..."
Khushi laughed out loud.
To be continued...
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