PART-2

Like every night since past one month, tonight also Arnav reached for her before she could bolt the door properly as soon as Khushi entered into their room. He made her gently lying in the center of bed and hurriedly removing her clothes without hurting her. He undressed himself after her and got into bed.

First he devoured her with his eyes, his eyes taking in her perfection. He could not get over just how beautiful she was with all the curves in the right places. She was the beautiful most beautiful woman he had ever seen, every curve of her calling out of his touch.

Leaning down towards her, he set his mouth over hers while his hands went around her waist pulling her to him. She gasped as he deepened the kiss. He softly bit in to her lower lip. Slowly giving in to the plethora of sensations he was evoking in her she put her arms around his neck and tugged at his hair as she started reciprocating to the teasing kisses he was now giving her, pulling her in. he plunged his tongue into her mouth, tasting her searing intensity. Khushi moaned, thrashing against the sheets as he took more and more. He left her lips when she was out of breath. He almost consumed her by his wild fire need and passion in this one kiss.

He kissed her both eyes, cheeks after one another softly, he kissed her tip of nose. Then again he set his mouth on her. His lips were biting and sucking hers. His breath was desperately trying to breathe in more of her. His tongue licked her lips and moved into her mouth tasting her. He licked her beautiful long neck, kissed her there and sucked her there lovingly while his one hand moved gently closer to her breast.

He continued to kiss her, now moving down on her milky shoulder, leaving a trail of bite marks. Each mark soothed with feather light kisses, slowly making his way down while his hand finally moved over her fullness making her to let out a breathless moan.

He pulled away slowly. He let his eyes drank in the sight before him. When Khushi did not feel his touch anymore she opened her eyes and saw his eyes roaming over her naked body. Locking his eyes with her, He lightly kissed her plump breasts and began to suck gently on her nipple. Khushi wounded her hands through his thick, black hair as she quivered against his mouth. He focused his attention on her nipples; sucking, licking, biting and pinching almost desperately. She cried out, her nails raking his back. He kissed and touched her everywhere, missing nothing. And she let him, arching into every caress. He loved this responsive side of her. Khushi was writhing uncontrollably under him as he molded her to his likings; touching her with his never end possession for her. 

After teasing her mercilessly, he lifted himself slightly off her, balancing on his forearms. He stared down at her, taking in her heaving chest, her tousled hair and her swollen lips. Pleasing himself with her body, he started rubbing his hard long shaft on her heated vargina making both of them hissed in pleasure by this heated connection of their private parts.

She looped her arms around his neck, pulling him down on her. He knew she was ready. So he entered into her slowly. He smashed his lips onto her fully, sucking her lips while roaming inside her slowly at first and then gradually increasing his speed while placing soft kisses down her neck. Khushi could do nothing but moaning his name over and over again. Her lips peppered small kisses across his shoulder. Suddenly a strong wave of sheer pleasure was developed inside her. She sank back her head into the pillow. Her thighs clenched his waist. Arnav was thursting inside, hard and rough, hitting her g spot fully while suckling her nipple deep into his mouth. That was it when he felt her vargina walls hardly clenched around his hard shaft squeezing and clenching while making him growled in response. He entered into her once more time, hitting her g spot fully again while he spurted his hot love seeds into her womb with great energy. He grunted heavily. He collapsed into her and whispered her name softly in her ear.

Khushi slept quickly after their heated lovemaking but he was still awake. He was staring at her from last one hour. She slept soundly on his chest, her black lush hairs spread over his white pillow. His hand continued to roam over her bare back while his eyes could not have their fill of her beautiful face. His eyes traced her face from her hair line, the strike of red powder on her parting clearly visible, it was slightly smudged. His gaze traveled down to her beautiful eyes that were closed. Her long lashes rested on her cheeks, her small cute nose. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her swollen lips. He traced them with his thump, the slight pout of her lower lip. Khushi squirmed her eyes quietly and snuggled more into his chest.

It had been one month since he and Khushi married. One month he had came to know the girl he loved going to engage with his Jija ji.  That day his heart was shattered into million pieces. That day he promised himself Khushi she has to be him at any cost. Over the past month that he had been married her. He had justified his actions by thinking of them as the only way to keep khushi with him forever. Because he is too selfish too let her go from his life.

Like every night he would remove his and her every cloth from their body, then devouring her body with his eyes to make ensure himself everyday this beautiful woman was his, kissing her thoroughly from top to bottom like a crazy person and then took her passionately without any thinking. He loved the way her body responded with his every touch. She met him kiss for kiss, touch for touch, thrust for thrust. 

He felt this strong desire for her right from when he laid his eyes on Khushi in Lucknow on the very first time. Everything about her was heightened ... her warmth ...  her creaminess ... her tightness. The intimacy between them beyond anything he had ever experienced. Every night he would have her but it did nothing to satisfy his desires. He just wanted to have her again and again. The more he had, the more he wanted and desired. She would satisfy him so much at the same time making him crave for her more. 

Somewhere deep in his heart he knew that one day she would surrender herself to him with her heart like she did with her body. And he is waiting for that day. He sighed and closed his eyes to get some sleep.

PART-1

Khushi was not in her senses. All of her senses were blocked by indescribable sensations of pleasure given by her husband. All she could do then was just enjoy the moment and savor the feel of him against her closing her eyes in pure ecstasy. This is the only time he gave himself to her, without holding back anything, whole of him. This is the only time she felt complete. 

Arnav was kissing her with so much dominance that she felt like flying. She couldn't help but let him do whatever he wants and she was literally spell bound with this exquisite sensations. His tongue was exploring each and every part of her mouth while his hand moved gently closer to her breasts. 

He continued to kiss her as his hand finally moved over her fullness. When he took one nipple between his fingers and squeezed, Khushi let out an involuntary moan. She felt his lips leaving burning kisses all over her throat, making her arch her body, giving him more expanse of her milky soft skin. He lightly kissed her plump breasts and began to suck gently on her nipple. Khushi wounded her hands through his thick, black hair as she quivered against his mouth. His tongue was like velvet, bringing each nipple to stand erect at his touch. He was kissing the valley between her breasts while his hand exploring her soft mound. He sucked first on one nipple then moved to the other.

She could only do whimpering, moaning in his name. He knew very well how to mould her according to his desires ... according to his body.

Finally after so much delay, Arnav entered into her in one swift motion and both of them were at the peak of satisfaction. First he was roaming slowly inside her. His thick shaft was touching her vargina and stimulates intense pleasure which heated her more up and then started thrusting hardly inside her. She felt him groaning inside her, thrusting hard with full force. After a following of moans, whispers and grasps they both reached to the height of pleasure. After a while a strong wave of pleasure developed in her body as he thrusted into her powerfully making her scream wildly. She felt her vargnia walls hardly clenched around his hard shaft. She held him tightly and throbbing around his shaft, squeezing and clenching. He spurted his hot seeds into her. He threw back his head and yelled too his name echoing in the dark room "OOOHHH KHUSHIII..."

 She felt his weight collapse against her. She wounded her hands around him, her arms cradling him close to her chest. 

After their intense love making session, Arnav was sleeping resting his head on her bosom. But Khushi was fully wake. She was looking at her husband's face. It looked so peaceful, so calm. "He slept like a child" She thought.

Khushi placed her hand through his hair and ran it through and her other hand around his shoulder, holding him close against her. Every day she eagerly waited for the night. The only time he would give himself to her without holding back, show his needs for her in his life. All the time he manhandled her, rebuked her, verbally abused her but at the night he needed her for himself. And she would surrender herself to him to bask in the feeling of being needed in his life like she had been doing every night since past one month after their marriage.  

This one month had taught her a lot about Arnav ... his likes, dislikes and how he possessive about her. Khushi could see that every time he hurt her, the pain she felt it was reflected in his eyes. She knew he didn't want to hurt her but his ASR mind made him do so. 

She knew ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA was not an easy person. She had understood he is a complicated person, not an easy person to handle, in past few months  after felling in his arms in Lucknow. She knew he affected her even from their first meeting.  But she never expected that he would become such a part of her life, very important part. In Diwali, she had realized that he is attracted to her too.

She tilted her head down to look at the man who was sleeping peacefully on her. He had hurt her in this one month, abused her for no mistake of hers. No matter what she knew she never hated him and she could never hate him. She was not even mad at him even when he hurt her because it was either out of his anger or possessiveness or in his pain. She very well knew he regretted hurting her.

She accepted the way he was. She understood his possessive nature, his anger even his pain.

She rested her cheek on his soft hair and shut her eyes to get some sleep.