Chapter Nineteen

Dhruv Singh Raizada was in a very good mood today. He was getting his money as he should from his stepbrother, he had fucked his whores at Ichcha Baai's brothel the night before, and his bhabi's and stepbrother's relationship was going further downhill as the days passed.

He was ecstatic!

"Get me a mimosa," he directed to a worker.

The worker nodded and left to prepare Dhruv's drink. Dhruv leaned back in his chair and grinned, rather enjoying himself quite a bit this morning.

How I love it when things are bad for Bhai and perfect for me!

The workers came out from the kitchen, placing breakfast on the table, the worker with Dhruv's drink returning as well. Meghla noticed Dhruv's happy mood and was curious.

"You seem in a very good mood Dhruv Saab," Meghla noted as his mimosa was placed in front of him.

"That I very much am," he grinned, taking a sip of his mimosa.

"And may I ask why?"

"I-"

The sound of giggling interrupted him and everyone looked up to see Arnav entering the dining room with Khushi over his shoulder.

What in the world, Dhruv exclaimed in his head.

Arnav went over to their seats and spanked Khushi before placing her down. Dhruv stared in horror as his bhabi grinned back at her stepbrother.

"Behave wifey," Arnav smirked.

Khushi continued to grin as she sat down in her seat. Arnav sat down in his seat as well and looked at what was for breakfast while rubbing his hands, before he noticed his stepbrother.

"Drinking already Dhruv," Arnav flipped casually.

Dhruv didn't respond, his happiness now all dissolved away.

"You know what, I think I'll have one too. What about you wifey," he asked, turning to her.

"Just orange juice will be fine for me," Khushi smiled softly.

The couple began their breakfast and ate happily while Dhruv Singh Raizada scowled at the sight.

What the fuck! They've been ignoring each other for days! Weeks! And now they're all good all of a sudden? What fucking shit!

"Oh, Arnav, you got a little something there," Khushi said.

"Where?"

Khushi pursed her lips to hold back her smile as the dot of cool whip sat on Arnav's cheek - clearly he enjoyed the crepes quite a bit. She was about to point out to it, but instead decided not to. Instead she reached forward and licked it off. Dhruv's eyes widened at the sight and his grip tightened around his fork.

"Oh, naughty wifey," Arnav smirked.

Khushi smiled innocently and resumed eating her breakfast.

"That'll lose you points, I told you to behave," he admonished playfully.

"I can't help it if I'm happy," and she seductively wrapped her lips around her fork.

Khushi watched as Arnav eyed her actions, finding absolute joy from it.

"Okay, you just lost more points," he said, though more to her lips.

"Oh... however will I regain my points," she feigned mockingly.

Arnav met his eyes with hers and winked, earning a giggle from Khushi. All the while Dhruv watched in horror and disgust.

What the fuck?!!!

Dhruv erupted up from his seat, the chair moving back with a groan. Both Arnav and Khushi looked at him as anger began to take hold of him.

"Really? You're starting already," Arnav said with annoyance and boredom.

Dhruv groaned in frustration and walked out of the room with a huff.

Arnav shrugged his shoulders. "I guess he is."

"Forget him; Devarji is always acting up," Khushi sighed.

"That he does. Just like another person I know."

Khushi feigned innocence. "Like another person? Surely you're not talking about me."

Arnav leaned in closer, resting his arms on the table. "I surely am wifey," and he winked.

Khushi pouted. "Do you have to go to work today?"

"For the first time, I unfortunately have to. After all my idiotic stepbrother does nothing for a living so it's all up to me."

"He's an idiot," Khushi scowled.

"Another thing we agree on," and Khushi chuckled.

Khushi looked at Arnav for a moment, admiring him. "I love you."

Arnav met her eyes and Khushi could see a twinkle within his, something she had seen before but had never understood until last night.

"Likewise, wifey."

Khushi smiled and reached over to him and kissed him. "Try to come home early?"

"Will I get a prize if I do," he asked, his playful nature coming on display.

"Um... if there was, would you come home early?"

"Depends. What's the prize?"

A smirk crawled across Khushi's face and Arnav's eyebrow arched up in curiosity.

"Wifey... what are you up to?"

Khushi winked at him and got up. "I'm done. You should finish up, you don't want to be late to work."

Khushi headed to the entryway and then looked back at Arnav. He was leaning back in his chair with his chin in his hand, watching her. Khushi gave a little shake of her bum before leaving the room, leaving a smirking Arnav behind.

Khushi was heading to the ballroom when she saw Dhruv in the den from the corner of her eyes. Curious, she went to see what her idiotic devar was up to. She wasn't surprised to see him chugging down liquor from a tumbler, but it was always fun to tease him.

"Starting a little too early, are we," she asked, leaning against the entryway.

Dhruv's eyes met hers, his eyes fueled with anger.

"Tsk, tsk. That's too bad," she mocked, as if she were talking to a little baby.

Dhruv clenched his jaw and Khushi couldn't help her chuckle. She turned on her heels and headed out. 

"See you tomorrow when you're hungover," she called out.

Dhruv gripped onto bar, his grip very tight. "We'll just see how long you're smiling, Bhabi."

*~*

It was pretty late, and as usual, Dhruv was out fucking who knows which whore in who knows where. Arnav had tried to come home early, but a sudden video conference intruded on his plans, so he was going to be late as well. Khushi took this as an opportunity and sent all of the workers home. Knowing Dhruv, there was no way for him to intrude them during their, er, special time, so everything would be perfect.

Although, it wasn't like neither her nor Arnav cared.

Arnav had sent her a text that he was on his way home, so Khushi went out to the backyard. The backyard was massive, with the biggest pool Khushi had ever seen in her entire life. It looked really pretty under the star-filled sky and colorful lights which lit it. Discarding the black silk robe she wore, Khushi went into the pool. At first it was very cold, but after spending a moment in it, it wasn't so bad. She relaxed and floated on her back, her eyes shut as she enjoyed the night around her.

"Wet wifey..."

Khushi opened her eyes and looked at Arnav, who was standing at the end of the pool.

"I like," Arnav smirked.

Khushi held her hand out. "Won't you join me?"

Instead of responding, Arnav tugged on his tie. Khushi smiled as she watched Arnav rid of his clothes and remained in nothing but his naked form - his hard naked form.

"Someone must be throbbing," Khushi teased as Arnav joined her.

"At the sight of you? Always."

Khushi pursed her lips as joy filled her form. Arnav made his way to her and Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I missed you," she pouted.

"I got a little busy with work."

"But what about me," she whined.

Arnav pulled her body to his, Khushi gasping at the feel of his erection. "Don't be a little brat wifey," he admonished.

"But I want you," she said innocently.

"That much I can tell," he smirked, bringing his hand up to her breast and kneading it.

Khushi moaned, bowing her head.

"I think its time we regain some of those points you lost," he said, his voice low and filled with promise.

Khushi moaned in agreement and the two made their way out of the pool. Arnav swept Khushi up over his shoulder and Khushi shrieked with laughter. His hand met her bum, silencing her laughter, replacing it with a moan. Arnav made his way to the gazebo and placed Khushi down on the cot, Khushi grinning up at him.

"Um, I don't think Raizada Saab will be okay with me laying wet on this thing," Khushi teased.

Arnav arched his eyebrow. "Is that so," he smirked, moving over her.

"Mm hmm," Khushi nodded. "He's kind of a hard-ass," Khushi pouted.

"Really?"

Arnav took her nipple into his mouth and Khushi hummed.

"Yes," Khushi moaned.

Arnav smirked around her, tracing his hand up along her leg. Khushi felt tingles run down her spine and she shuddered.

"Arnav," she moaned.

Arnav gazed down at her, watching her chest rise and fall. He brought his hand around and ran his fingers through her cleft, making Khushi moan.

"You're soaking wet, wifey," he said with appreciation.

Khushi moaned, arching her body up into his hand.

"Question is... which hole should I fill?"

Khushi opened her eyes and looked up at Arnav.

He brought his fingers to her lips and traced them. "Should I fill this one?"

Khushi licked his fingers and sucked on them, looking up at him innocently. Arnav's jaw slacked as he watched her lips, feeling his cock harden even more.

He removed his fingers from her mouth and brought it back to her womanhood. "Should I fill this one instead?"

He inserted two fingers inside of her and she instantly clenched his fingers with a moan.

"Greedy little wife," and he curved his fingers, hitting that sweet spot.

Khushi's body arched off the cot as she moaned. "Please," she begged.

But Arnav removed his fingers and Khushi mewled.

"Hush it wifey, no one likes likes a brat," he admonished.

Khushi mewled once more and Arnav gave her the eyes.

"Maybe I should fill this hole instead," he said, his finger hovering over her anus.

Khushi's eyes widened with a gasp.

"Tell me, Khushi, have you ever filled this hole?"

Khushi slowly nodded.

"With a dildo."

It wasn't a question, but like a habit, Khushi answered anyways. "Yes," she breathed.

"And I'm sure your friends were a part of this."

"Yes."

"Kinky."

Without warning, Arnav turned Khushi over and spanked her, Khushi moaning and gripping onto the sheets beneath her. She felt his fingers slide through her womanhood, using her own juices to lubricate her opening.

Khushi moaned. "I want you Arnav."

"What's that? I didn't hear you," and his hand met her bum with a smack.

Khushi cried out with a moan, arching her back. "Arnav!"

His hand landed with another smack and Khushi moaned, burying her face into the sheets. Arnav's other hand dug into her hair and pulled her head back, Arnav nibbling on her ear lobe.

"Oh fuck, please," Khushi moaned.

"You're going to have to be a bit more specific wifey," and Khushi moaned.

She met her eyes with his. "I want your cock," she said innocently.

"Where?"

"In my ass."

"Correct answer," he grinned devilishly.

He released his hold on her hair and placed his length at her opening. With a slow thrust, Arnav entered her, Khushi moaning and gripping into the sheets beneath her.

"Holy fuck!"

Arnav stilled over her, clenching his eyes shut. "Fuck," he gasped.

"Please," Khushi moaned.

Regaining his breath, Arnav pulled back and slowly thrust back in. He kept his rhythm steady and slow, enjoying the pleasure both received. Arnav supported himself with one arm while his other hand went around her and teased her clit.

"You like that wifey," he asked, his voice hoarse. "You like the way I fuck your pretty ass," and he spanked her.

Khushi let outback cry of pleasure and moaned as his hand resumed to pleasure that small sensory of nerves. "Fuck!"

"Wrong answer wifey," he sing-songed.

Arnav pulled out from her and Khushi cried at the loss. He turned her over and thrust back into her, moving over her and hovering over.

"You like my cock in your ass, wifey?"

Khushi nodded like there was no tomorrow. "Yes," she cried out as he thrust into her faster. "Fuck, Arnav!"

"Are to going to cum," he smirked.

"Please!"

His hand went back to her clit, pleasuring her. "Good wifey. Cum for me wifey, cum for your hubby."

Khushi's back began to arch up as pleasure began to overtake her. The world around her was disappearing, pleasure being the only thing too exist. She could hear nothing else but her own cries and Arnav's harsh breathing.

She couldn't even hear her devar coming to the backyard with a some guests.

"...and this is the backyard-"

"Holy fuck Arnav, I'm going to cum!"

Four pairs of eyes turned to the gazebo as Arnav pumped into Khushi and pleasured her, both ready for their release.

"Arnav!"

"That's it wifey, cum for me."

His words were her undoing and Khushi came with a cry, her body arching off of the cot. Arnav found his release and he pumped into her with a roar, releasing his seeds within her. Both breathed heavily as they came down from their high, gazing into each others eyes.

"I love you," Khushi sighed.

"Likewise, wifey," Arnav grinned.

He covered her lips with his when gasps filled the air. Both Arnav and Khushi looked up and Khushi felt her eyes ready to pop out.

"What the hell are you whores doing here," Khushi exclaimed.

She couldn't figure out for the life of her what Payal, Seema, and Sheetal were doing here.