Chapter Twenty

Arnav scrunched his eyebrows. "Khushi what's wrong? Why did you gasp? Did I hurt you?"

Khushi shook her head. "No, its not that!"

Arnav looked at her confused. "Then?"

"I called you by your name! I'm so sorry-"

"Wait what?" Arnav chuckled slightly. "What's the deal in saying my name."

"You're not supposed to! It's bad if a wife calls her husband by his name," she pouted slightly. 

"Nonsense. I don't believe in that crap."

"But-"

"Call me by my name. Or else I'll be mad at you."

"But-"

"I'm leaving."

Arnav got up and turned to leave, but Khushi reached out, just as Arnav had expected. 

"Please don't leave me Arnav. You're all I have," she said in a low voice. 

It hurt Arnav to hear that. Not just hurt but angered him. The way her parents were... it just pissed him off! Arnav turned back to Khushi and sat beside her and hugged her, holding her securely. Khushi held onto Arnav and relaxed in his arms. 

A while later, Arnav looked at her. "Tired," he asked, holding her face in his hands. 

Khushi nodded. "Mm hmm."

Arnav laid her back and laid beside her. He pulled up the black silk comforter and covered them both up. Khushi moved over to snuggle into Arnav and Arnav smiled. 

"You smell good," Arnav teased. 

"Really? What do I smell like," Khushi asked confusedly. 

"Like sex."

Khushi gasped and blushed and then hid her face within Arnav's chest. Arnav chuckled and Khushi felt it vibrate off his chest. 

The two eventually fell asleep and slept into the evening. When Khushi woke up, she didn't see Arnav next to her. She got up but didn't see him. Khushi removed the comforter and then quickly placed it back, remembering she was stark naked. She looked at her sundress which was wet from earlier. 

"Now what," she said aloud to herself, biting her fingernail. 

Khushi slowly got up and wrapped the comforter around her. She checked the bathroom, but Arnav wasn't there. She checked the closet but he wasn't there either. She went out and saw Arnav on the phone. 

"Are you serious," he said excitedly. "Dad you're the best! I love you! ... 'kay bye. ... yes I'll tell Khushi you called."

Arnav hanged up and turned to walk back to the room when he saw Khushi. He looked her up and down, admiring her in the black silk. It went perfect with her soft milky skin and Arnav's breath was taken away. Khushi noticed the way Arnav was looking at her and blushed. She tucked her hair behind her ear as Arnav went towards her. 

"You look beautiful," Arnav whispered. 

Khushi blushed. "Thank you, but it's just the comforter."

"Khushi, you could be wearing a potato sack, and you'd still be beautiful."

Khushi was touched by his words and then looked up at him. "Papa called?"

Arnav nodded. "You won't believe it! My father had given me some money to start up my own company last fall. It started to build and my father said that it expanded even more! We have money to open a whole bunch of branches around the country. And foreign countries are demanding for us!"

"Wow, that's amazing! Congrats!"

Arnav smiled and hugged her. "Only because you came into my life, Khushi. You're my good luck charm."

Khushi blushed. 

"I love you baby."

Khushi smiled and pecked his cheek. "I love you too."

*~*

The next morning, Arnav woke up alone. He had moved his arm over to pull his wife to him but found nothing. Moving the comforter aside, he stood up and stretched, and then headed to the bathroom. Washing up, he took a quick shower, stepping right in since he was wearing nothing (and I bet you can guess why). 

Arnav entered the kitchen and found his wife cooking. Stepping towards her cautiously, sure not to make any sound, he advanced. 

But just as Arnav was about to hold her, Khushi said "good morning Arnav!"

Arnav tilted his head. "How'd you know?"

Khushi turned and faced him. "I just do," she smiled. "Hungry?"

"Famished," he winked, and Khushi blushed. 

Khushi placed the breakfast down and the couple ate. They spoke and laughed, enjoying themselves like any couple would. They spent the rest of the day going around the island, strolling hand in hand. As the days passed, they fooled around, spent time on the beach, had intimate moments, but most important of all, loved each other. 

But one thing was going on through Khushi's head. It had been four days since they had arrived and Khushi hadn't worn any of those clothes. She kept feeling tempted to wear it, although Arnav didn't do anything. It was just her inside voice telling her to do it, but Khushi was unsure. She didn't want to seem weird when she wore them, or even look weird in them. 

"Babe?"

Khushi looked up. 

"Coming to bed?"

Arnav had already gotten in bed as Khushi was lost in thought, already washed up and ready for bed. 

Khushi nodded and then went into the closet. She hadn't changed yet, so she went to get it. Khushi was getting her nightwear, when she noticed the bag with those clothes. Khushi felt tempted and she grabbed the bag. She opened it up and went through the bag. She took out the yellow one and sighed. 

It's now or never Khushi, she said in her head. 

Arnav was laying in bed, going through the book Khushi was reading, "Breaking Dawn," when he noticed Khushi from the corner of his eyes. When he looked up at her, his jaw dropped. 

Arnav blinked as Khushi awkwardly stood there, trying to cover her arms, awkwardly covering her legs. Arnav moved out of bed and walked towards her, like he was being drawn by a magnet. Khushi gulped as Arnav neared in on her and looked down at the floor. 

"You look amazing," Arnav said hoarsely. 

Khushi blushed. "Thank you."

Arnav held her around her waist and pulled her to him softly. Khushi placed her hands on his chest and looked away, feeling really shy. Arnav was really enjoying this sight and he wanted to remember this. Reaching over, he picked up his phone from the bedside table and walked them over to the mirror. Khushi looked up at her reflection and then saw Arnav's expression, and then looked away. 

"You look so beautiful," Arnav murmured in her hair. 

Khushi looked down. "It's not me... it's the nightgown."

"As if." Arnav rested his head on her shoulder. "My wife is the most beautiful woman in the world," and he kissed her ear.

Khushi blushed. "You're so sweet."

"I know."

Khushi couldn't help but to giggle and Arnav chuckled as well. Arnav unlocked his phone and then pointed it at the mirror. 

"Smile," he murmured. 

Khushi looked at his reflection as Arnav looked at hers and he took the picture. They took a few more and then Arnav put his phone away. Once he did, he swooped down and picked Khushi up. Khushi clutched onto his shirt as he placed her down on the bed. 

*Mature Content*
Arnav came above her and couldn't resist, so he dived straight into her neck. Khushi held onto Arnav's shoulders as she felt the pleasure of her husband's actions. 

"Arnav," she whispered. 

Arnav turned them over and placed Khushi on top, making her sit on his torso. Arnav sat up, coming nose to nose, and looked at Khushi. She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving, her breasts rubbing against his chest. Arnav moved his hands under the babydoll and roamed his hands on her stomach and Khushi let out a moan. 

"Arnav," Khushi moaned. 

Arnav kissed her neck and throat as he let his hands explore. Khushi had her arms wrapped around Arnav's neck and she breathed against it. Arnav raised his hands higher and he felt her erected peaks. Khushi moaned to his touch, and wanted him to touch her again. Arnav understood by her moan and kissed her. 

He held the nightie above her breasts and kissed them. Khushi let out a moan as Arnav began to suck on her nipple. Khushi tossed her head back as Arnav suckled on her breasts. She held onto Arnav's hair tightly and Arnav completely removed the gown. 

Arnav held onto her breasts as he suckled them, his dewy tongue swirling around her nipples, his teeth lightly pulling on them. Khushi moaned out loud as she threw her head back as she pulled on his hair. 

"Ah, Arnav!"

Khushi felt a twitch beneath her and she knew what it was. She slightly lifted herself and pulled on Arnav's shorts. Arnav looked at Khushi, surprised by her boldness. But Arnav didn't hold back for long and tilted his pelvis up and removed his shorts. 

Khushi just looked at his cock, and Arnav watched her expressions. She gulped at its size, surprised that it could actually fit inside her. 

Arnav tucked her hair behind her ear and tilted her face up. "What you thinking," he slightly teased. 

Khushi shook her head. "Nothing really, just that... I find it difficult to believe that you can fit in me."

Arnav tried not to smile, being completely humored by what she said. "And why is that," he managed to say. 

"Because it's so big."

Arnav pretended to understand her point, while on the inside, he was enjoying himself. 

"Arnav, are all guys like this?"

Arnav scrunched his eyebrows. "Like what?"

"Like this. I'm curious. I mean, I could Google it, but it would be better to know from a man himself."

Arnav gaped at her. "Don't you dare Google that."

Khushi got slightly scared. "Why?"

The corner of Arnav's lips curved. "Because I don't want my wife looking at other guys down there."

Khushi gasped and shook her head. "Never. I will only look at yours, promise."

Arnav couldn't help but to smile. And then an idea popped into his head. 

"You'll have to prove it to me Khushi."

"Um... okay." Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "But how?"

"I want you comfortable with it so I want you to hold it."

Khushi's eyes widened. "What?"

"Hold. It."

Khushi gulped and looked at it. She looked back up at Arnav and saw that he was serious. Khushi slowly held her hand out, but she hesitated. Arnav knew she was too innocent, so he held her hand and guided it. He maneuvered her hand and had her hold it. At the feeling of her touch, Arnav took in a sharp breath. 

Khushi withdrew immediately and gasped. "Did I hurt you," she asked in a panicky voice. 

Arnav shook his head. "No. I liked the feel of you on me."

Khushi looked at his thing again and then reached out and carefully touched him. Arnav took in another breath, but Khushi didn't let go. She held it securely in her hands and looked up at Arnav to see his eyes filled with raw passion and desire. 

"How does it feel to touch it," Arnav asked. 

"... strange."

Arnav couldn't help but to chuckle. He looked at Khushi's hand and knew that she was now comfortable holding it. 

It was time for phase two. 

Arnav held her hand and Khushi looked up at him. 

"Just follow my lead," Arnav said. 

Arnav began to move her hand up and down on his shaft. Khushi watched his moves as Arnav just looked at her. He felt Khushi starting to take control, so he let go of her hand. Arnav used both of his hands to support him up as he felt his wife's innocent strokes on him.

Be it innocent and slow, Arnav was completely turned on. Especially with his beautiful wife being exposed, showing off her natural beauty. Arnav felt his body heat up and he wanted more. 

"Khushi," he breathed, "go faster babe."

Khushi looked up at him and saw him breathing fast. "Arnav, are you okay?"

"Yeah... just go faster."

"Um... okay."

Khushi began to move her hand faster, making Arnav groan. 

"That's it baby," Arnav breathed. "Just like that."

Khushi continued and looked up at Arnav. His face was very red and he looked like he was in pain.

"Arnav, maybe I should stop-"

"No baby, don't."

"But Arnav-"

Arnav cupped her face and brought her lips to his. He continued to kiss her so that she wouldn't question further and continue what she was doing. Khushi moaned into his mouth, turning Arnav on even more. Arnav felt himself reaching the brink and knew he was going to cum any minute now.

Turning them over, Arnav laid Khushi flat. He moved his hand down to check if she was wet, and indeed she was. Arnav broke away, leaving a breathless Khushi. Arnav moved her legs up and quickly got a condom. He rolled it over and entered her immediately. Both grunted and Arnav rocked his hips into her, Khushi wrapping her legs around his waist. She tilted her body up to meet him every time and felt herself build.

"Arnav," she gasped.

Arnav knew what she was trying to say and pounded harder. Khushi heard a sound that sounded like slaps, and when she figured out what it was, she blushed even harder. With the feel of those slaps, both were turned on even more, raising them higher and soon enough, both broke free, Khushi yelling his name out in ecstasy and Arnav grunting, pouring himself within her.

The couple looked at each other - red and completely covered in sweat. Arnav kissed her on her forehead and withdrew, laying down beside her. He pulled the covers up and covered their naked, sweat-covered bodies. Khushi snuggled into Arnav as he held her tightly around her waist. 

When Khushi's breath came back to normal, she looked up at Arnav. "Arnav?"

Arnav looked at her and cupped her face. "Yes jaan?"

Khushi blushed slightly. "Um... i want to do that again."

"Do what again," he asked, scrunching his eyebrows, though he had an idea, but he just wanted to hear it from her.

Khushi looked down at his chest. "Um... that. And maybe not now, but... later," she said, blushing really hard.

"And what do you mean by that," he asked teasingly.

Khushi looked up and saw that he was smirking and knew that he was teasing her. She buried her face in his chest. "Oh Arnav, you know what I'm talking about! You're just teasing me," she pouted.

Arnav chuckled, Khushi feeling it off of his chest. "Okay," he chuckled, "I do." He tilted her chin up so that she looked at him. "And I would love for you to do that to me again."

Khushi blushed and bit her lip. Arnav couldn't help but to smile and he kissed her on her lips. That night, they slept contently, both holding each other: Arnav wrapping his right arm around her waist and his left arm supporting Khushi's head, Khushi wrapping her left arm around Arnav's waist and her right hand against his chest, both of their legs entangled.

Chapter Nineteen

Arnav and Khushi arrived to the island and got off the boat. Taking Khushi's hand, Arnav led her towards the house. Khushi gaped at the beautiful beach house ahead of her.

"This is yours," Khushi asked.

"Well, it was. Now it's ours," he smiled.

Arnav opened the door and led Khushi into the living room. Khushi looked in amazement, as some workers came in and Arnav had them put their bags in their room.

"Like the place," Arnav asked.

"I absolutely love it," Khushi gushed.

Arnav smiled. "Let me show you around."

Arnav took her around the house and Khushi fell in love with it. Especially the pool in the back. And then Arnav took her to their room. It was big and spacious, a four poster bed in the middle of the room, the back being nothing but a glass wall, showing off to the coast.

"Wow," Khushi murmured, walking around the room.

There was a walk-in closet where the workers had left their luggage. The bathroom was on the left, with a jacuzzi, a walk-in shower, two big sinks with two mirrors above.

Khushi came back out and went over to the glass wall. She placed her hand on the georgette white curtain and looked out to the ocean.

"Wanna go to the beach," Arnav asked as he came behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Hmm? If you will."

Arnav smiled and nuzzled her cheeks. "It's all about you now, Khushi. Whatever you please."

Khushi smiled lightly. "I want to do whatever you want to do."

Arnav smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "The beach it is. Why don't you go freshen up," Arnav said as he let go of her.

"'Kay."

Khushi went to the bathroom and washed up and then came out, dabbing her face dry with a towel. She found Arnav in the closet and went over to him.

"What are you doing," Khushi asked.

"Looking for something to wear. But I can't find my shorts."

Khushi bent down and got one of the duffel bags. "Did you look in here?"

Arnav looked at the bag and then at Khushi. "No," he said, smirking in his head.

Khushi opened the bag and gasped. She took out one of its components and blinked at the white night gown in her hands. She looked at Arnav wide eyed, who was smirking sexily, and then looked back at the gown. Slowly lowering it down, she put it back in.

"What... what was that," Khushi asked.

Arnav's smirk dropped. "Really? I'm sure you know what it is."

Khushi gulped. "A... a night gown."

"Hmm."

"But... why is it in this bag?"

Arnav sighed and held her hand. "Khushi, I wont force you to do anything. If you feel uncomfortable with it, then it's completely alright. Hmm?"

Khushi just nodded once.

Arnav smiled and then went through his bag. "Here's a pair. Be right back."

Giving Khushi a kiss on her head, he headed to the bathroom. Once the door closed, Khushi went through the rest of the bag. She found a black, pink, sky blue, red, and yellow night gown. Khushi couldn't believe it and just gaped at them. But she couldn't help herself but to like the yellow one, especially since it was her favorite color.

Should I, Khushi asked in her head. I mean look at how many there are!

Khushi quickly put the clothes back before Arnav came out. Just as she put the last one in, Arnav came out.

"I'm gonna go head out," Arnav said. "You go ahead and change and then join me. 'Kay?"

Khushi nodded. "Okay."

Arnav headed out and Khushi slumped to the ground.

"Hey DM," she said aloud to herself, "what now? I can't wear a sari," she said, picking at it. "Now what?"

She went through her bag and couldn't find anything in her choice. She got frustrated and shook her bag and the bag with the gowns. Going back to the gown bag, she saw more dresses below. There were sundresses and Khushi picked out a cute sunflower yellow dress. Liking it, she changed into it and looked at herself in the mirror. She wore a pair of sandals and looked at herself in the mirror. Approving herself, she went out to the beach.

She saw Arnav waiting in the water moving his hands back through his wet hair as water dripped down his face. Khushi had to bite her lip so that her mouth wouldn't drop. Arnav turned and saw her. Khushi smiled and Arnav waved her over. Khushi took her sandals off and headed towards the water, but only to wet her feet.

"Come on babe," Arnav hollered.

"It's so cold," Khushi squealed.

Arnav smiled and headed over to her. Khushi couldn't help but to watch him, as water droplets trailed down his body. Without even realizing, she began to bite her lip, as she followed a droplet go down across his abs. Arnav couldn't help but to smirk as he walked over to her.

Khushi was just so caught up in her husband, that she didn't even realize when he reached her. An amusing idea popped in Arnav's head, so he swooped down and picked Khushi up in his arms.

Khushi gasped. "Arnav?!"

Arnav chuckled and headed back to the water.

"What are you doing?! Put me down," Khushi shrieked.

Arnav was laughing like a little boy and continued to go farther into the water. Khushi clutched onto Arnav tightly, as she felt the cold water on her behind.

Once Arnav reached his point, he tried to put Khushi down, but she clung onto him tightly.

"Arnav, I can't swim!"

"It's okay Khushi. We're not that deep in."

"Are you sure?"

"Promise."

Khushi gulped and nodded. Arnav slowly began to place her down and Khushi gasped as she felt the cold water. She held onto Arnav tightly, her arms wrapped around his neck. Arnav held her around her waist firmly and looked at her. Khushi was shuddering slightly, looking down at the water.

"Khushi," he said hoarsely.

Khushi slowly looked up at Arnav and their eyes locked. The two gazed away at each other, Khushi forgetting the coldness of the water. Arnav slowly leaned in, closing the space in between. Khushi was caught up in the feeling, waiting for his lips to meet hers. Just as they were about to, Arnav splashed water onto her face.

Khushi gasped and squealed from the cold water. "Arnav!"

Arnav laughed and splashed again. Khushi gasped once more and while Arnav laughed, Khushi splashed at him.

"What the?!"

Khushi giggled and splashed at him again. The two went to war, splashing at each other, laughing away. Then Arnav caught her arm and pulled her to him. Her body came against his, him feeling her breasts against his chest. Khushi's chest heaved, making Arnav groan slightly, and he caught her lips. The two kissed, Khushi holding into his biceps as his hands roamed on her body.

Arnav moved his hands up to remove the straps of her dress, making Khushi snap back to reality.

"Not here," she gasped.

Arnav kissed her and then nodded. Picking her up, he headed back to the house. They entered the house, dripping wet, water trailing behind them. When they arrived to their room, Arnav set her down and kissed her. Khushi kissed him back, holding onto his forearms.

*Mature Content*
Arnav let her go and turned her around. He held her against his chest and moved her hair aside. Khushi stood still as Arnav hooked his fingers under the straps. He placed an open mouthed kiss on her shoulder as he slid the straps off, making her dress fall, revealing her black laced bra with a matching black laced panty.

Arnav made short work of those things and had Khushi completely exposed to him. Khushi had her fingers twisted in front of her, feeling awkward and nervous. Arnav just gazed at her, watching her face heat. He found it really cute and wrapped his arms around her waist and slowly pulled her towards him. Khushi slightly stumbled and held his biceps, looking away. Arnav moved a hand up and tucked her bangs behind her ear. She looked up at him, her eyes slightly wide yet filled with nervousness.

Arnav bent down and kissed her on her right cheek and then on her left cheek. Khushi blushed even more feeling her husband's lips on her. Bending down, Arnav swooped her up and Khushi placed her arms around his neck. The two looked at each other as Arnav walked towards the bed. Khushi blushed again and looked away again, Arnav still gazing at her.

Once they got to the bed, Arnav laid Khushi down in the middle and moved away. He looked at his wife sprawled on the bed, her hair laid out, looking shiny and silky as ever. Her whole body was on display to him and he felt a great urge build within him. Khushi felt really shy, especially with the way her husband was looking at him. Khushi moved her right leg over her left to cover her womanhood, while moving her left arm over her bosoms.

Arnav found her actions cute and innocent. Slightly smiling to himself, he removed his shorts, revealing all of his natural glory. Khushi gasped, blushing crimson, as Arnav stripped himself free of clothes without a trace of string on him. Khushi quickly shut her eyes,turning away, feeling somewhat embarrassed. Arnav couldn't help but to chuckle and crawled over Khushi.

"Khushi," he said hoarsely, "look at me."

Khushi shook her head. She felt embarrassed. And to see her husband's naked self, well, she felt shy!

Arnav held her wrists and moved her hands away, but Khushi had her eyes screwed tightly shut.

"Baby, open your eyes," Arnav said softly.

Khushi shook her head.

Arnav knew she wouldn't budge. His wife was different. She was shy and innocent, and he loved that about her. But knowing her innocence, he knew he would have to do his naughty traits ;-)

Arnav slightly lowered himself so that she would feel his flesh. "Khushi," he whispered, as he rubbed himself at her entrance.

Khushi gasped and her eyes popped wide open. She felt a spark run through her body. Arnav had his signature smirk on his face, looking daring as ever.

Arnav rubbed himself on her again, going from her entrance to her clitoris. Khushi shuddered and gasped as she felt his strokes. He did it again, being slow like before. Slowly, he began to go a bit faster, enjoying his tease. Khushi had held his forearm and shuddered.

"Arnav," she whispered.

Arnav groaned and buried his face in the crook of her neck and began to teethe and suck on her flesh. Khushi moved her hand through his hair and moaned as Arnav bit into her and blew on it to soothe it.

"Arnav," she whispered again.

Giving open mouthed kisses, Arnav traveled down to her breasts. He suckled on them, worshiping them. Khushi moaned, calling his name out now and then. Arnav was soft, knowing his wife was very sensitive. He would slowly teach her, but for now, he would be feather-gentle.

Arnav slowly moved his hand down to her womanhood and felt her wetness. Khushi shuddered again and moaned.

"Arnav," she breathed.

He knew she wanted him and want him she would. He kissed her softly and then reached over to the side table. While Khushi was in the bathroom earlier, he had made sure to put the condoms away, first thing. Picking out a foil packet from the drawer, he ripped it open and rolled the condom over his length. Slowly, he sunk into her. Khushi had gripped onto his shoulders, still not used to the feeling, and slightly cried out. As Arnav gently moved, Khushi got used to the feeling and was soon moaning.

"Arnav... Arnav please," she begged.

Her moans made Arnav increase his pace. He buried his face within her cleavage and ran his tongue through it. Khushi placed her hand in his hair and felt him tease her breasts.

Within some time, Khushi began to shake. She shuddered and shook, feeling a great build-up. Khushi gasped and clutched Arnav tightly.

"A-Arnav," she gasped.

"Shh baby. You're about to come," he breathed.

Khushi shook, wrapping her legs tightly around. She moaned and mewled as Arnav thrusted in and out of her.

"Arnav... Arnav," she chanted.

"That's it baby, come for me," Arnav breathed on her breasts.

Khushi could no longer take it and within seconds, she crumbled, crying out her husband's name and Arnav collapsed as well and cried out his wife's name. He pulled out of her, pushed her into the mattress, his whole weight on hers. Khushi held him tightly to him, catching her breath. she could feel Arnav breathing against her and she shut her eyes.

Arnav picked his head up and kissed Khushi's forehead. "I love you Khushi."

Khushi lightly smiled. "I love you too Arnav," and then she gasped.

Chapter Eighteen

(Warning: slightly mature)

Sunlight came seeping in through the curtains. It landed over Khushi and woke her up. Khushi blinked and adjusted to the light and then realized her surroundings: she was in Arnav's room, in his bed. Khushi thought back to the day before and blushed as she thought of last night. She looked down and saw Arnav's chest, and then she looked up. Arnav was still asleep, his head tilted so that it was resting on her head. Reaching out, she carefully caressed his face. She let her fingers travel to his soft hair and she lightly sighed, feeling contempt.

She was no longer Khushi Kumari Gupta, but Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada. Thinking of her new name made her heart flutter. Being with Arnav meant everything to her. She was now a part of him, mentally and physically, and she blushed once more. Not only was she apart of him, but a part of his family.

That's when Khushi remembered. Slowly and carefully, she got up, so that she wouldn't disturb Arnav. She went over to the wardrobe and picked out a beautiful red sari and headed to the bathroom to wash up and shower. When she came out, Arnav was still asleep. He had moved slightly but he was still asleep.

Khushi began to dry her hair with the towel she had wrapped around her head. She stood in front of the mirror and put in her moisturizer and was about to take a pinch of her vermillion, when Arnav groaned.

Arnav moved and placed his arm where Khushi would've been. "Babe, where are you?"

Khushi smiled. "Over here."

Arnav smiled and then opened his eyes. "Good morning, Mrs. Raizada."

"Good morning Mr. Raizada," Khushi blushed.

Arnav moved the blanket aside and stood up as Khushi placed the towel down. When she looked back up at him, her eyes widened. They went down and shot back up to his. Arnav was still tired and was stretching when he saw Khushi's expression. That's when he realized he was naked. Khushi instantly turned around and went red. She couldn't believe she his thing(italics)! Arnav looked down at himself and smirked at Khushi. She was hesitant, nonstop tucking her hair behind her ear. Arnav found her innocence really cute and went over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, making Khushi gasp.

"Ar-"

"Were you just checking me out," Arnav teased.

"N-n-no," she stuttered.

"Didn't seem like it."

Arnav rubbed his nose from her shoulder to her neck. Khushi clutched onto her sari and stood still, feeling delicious tingles run through her body. Arnav began to suck and nibble on her neck and Khushi got worried. She needed to hurry downstairs because she wanted to make breakfast and tea for everyone.

She kept thinking of a way for Arnav to stop, but then she began to wonder if she should continue to call Arnav as "Arnav" or "Arnavji". But then her thoughts were disturbed as she felt something at her behind. And instantly, she knew very well what that something(italics) was, and she gasped.

"I guess you've figured that I want you right now," Arnav teased.

He pressed his body closer to hers and Khushi gasped again at the feeling of his erection.

Arnav placed small, fluttery kisses behind her ear. "But as much as I badly want you, I'll let you go."

Arnav loosened his grip and let her go. Khushi let her breath go, not even realizing when she was holding it in the first place. Arnav quickly pecked her cheek and left towards the bathroom, grabbing some clothes from the wardrobe as he left.

When the door shut, Khushi held onto the vanity table and blushed. She couldn't believe what had just happened. Slowly bringing her hand up, she felt her cheek, where he had just kissed her. She blushed again and bit her pinky.

Ab baas kar Khushi, she said in her head. Niche jana hain ki nehi?

She checked her reflection and readjusted herself. She was about to leave, when she realized she was missing one thing: the vermillion through her parting. She went to pick up the tiny pot, when a hand reached out and took it. She looked up and saw Arnav.

"What are-"

"Shh," he said, putting his finger to his lips.

Opening it, he took a pinch of vermillion and placed it right through her parting. Khushi shut her eyes as she felt his fingers move through. When she looked back up at him, Arnav had a small smile playing on his lips. Khushi smiled as well and hugged him. Arnav wrapped one arm around her waist and placed his other hand through her hair.

"I love you Khushi," Arnav murmured in her hair.

"I love you too," she sniffled.

Arnav pulled away and tilted her face up. "Baby, why are you crying?"

Khushi shook her head. "I'm not. I'm just happy."

Arnav smiled and kissed her. "I'll see you downstairs. Hmm?"

Khushi nodded. "'Kay."

Arnav kissed her once more and left to shower. Khushi smiled happily and looked in the mirror. Biting her lip, she turned and left, ready to begin her daughter in-law duties. Going down the hall, she went to the grand staircase and went down. Going around the right, she went to the kitchen. Inside, there were some workers

"Good morning ma'am," a female worker said.

"Good morning. Um, is it alright if I made breakfast?"

"Of course ma'am."

Khushi smiled. "Thanks."

Khushi got straight to work and happily worked, when Dai Ma came in.

"Good morning, bahu."

"Good morning, Dai Ma."

Khushi covered her head with her pallu and bent down to get Dai Ma's blessings.

"Having any troubles," Dai Ma asked.

Khushi shook her head. "No. One of the workers told me where which items are so I'm okay."

Dai Ma smiled. "Okay," and she left.

Khushi finished up with breakfast and was ready for it to be served. Helping the maids, she placed the food down in the dining room. Though they were now only four people, the table was enough for about thirty two people!

Within a few minutes, Aryan came downstairs. Khushi placed the last of the food and went to get blessings from Aryan.

"No, just a hug betiyan," Aryan smiled.

Khushi smiled and hugged him.

"And a kiss on the cheek for this old man."

Khushi giggled and kissed Aryan on the cheek.

"I see dad is trying to steal my girl."

The two looked up and saw Arnav come in. He looked drool-worthy, wearing a metallic gray button down and black skinny jeans. He went over to Aryan and gave his dad a hug.

"Morning dad," Arnav said.

"Morning son. Come sit. Khushi, you too."

"There's just one more thing I have to do," Khushi said.

Getting a small bowl, she filled it with kheer and went out the dining room. Dai Ma was just coming in as Khushi passed her. The three looked in confusion and followed her. When they found her, they found her in the pooja room, offering the bowl of kheer and praying.

Dai Ma watched in shock, as Aryan thought back to the old days, while admiring what Khushi was doing. Arnav crossed his arms and looked at Khushi.

That's my girl, he said in his head.

Dai Ma and Aryan put their hands together. Arnav on the other hand didn't, since he wasn't really a religious man (he has reasons, later to be revealed). Done with her prayer Khushi turned and saw everyone else. Arnav smiled at her and Khushi smiled back and went over to him. Aryan looked at her and smiled.

"You reminded me of the old days, when Arnav's mother was around," Aryan said with tears in his eyes.

Khushi felt bad and guilty for reminding him, but Aryan shook his head, understanding by her expression. Soon, the four went back to the dining room and began to eat breakfast.

"So Chote, what are the plans now," Aryan asked.

"Well, I was thinking of the island of the coast," Arnav replied.

"Oh, that place is beautiful," Dai Ma exclaimed. "Remember once when we went for that picnic?"

Arnav nodded, smiling. "Yeah. And it's perfect. What do you think, Khushi," he asked looking at her.

Khushi looked confused. "For what?"

"For your honeymoon, of course," Dai Ma said.

"What? But-"

"Of course, Khushi," Aryan said. "You and Chote have just gotten married so you two have to go."

"Um... I guess?"

Arnav smiled lightly and then looked at the others. "Then it's settled. Khushi and I will go to the island for our honeymoon."

"Great," Aryan said. "Then I suggest you two get packing right now."

"Right now," Khushi questioned.

Aryan nodded. "Of course betiyan."

"Wait we're leaving today?"

Arnav nodded.

"Oh..."

"Why?"

"Well, I though we were gonna at least stay here today."

Aryan smiled. "Betiyan, you will be here for the rest of your life now. So go, have some fun."

Khushi lightly smiled. "Okay," she nodded.

*~*

Khushi was in the middle of packing, when Arnav came out of nowhere and wrapped his arms around Khushi, making her gasp.

Arnav nuzzled her neck. "I can't wait till we get to the island."

Khushi shivered. "How long are we staying?"

"A week. Or two if you want."

Khushi gasped. "Can we stay that long? Won't it be really expensive?"

Arnav chuckled lightly. "Khushi, it's our island. So it's not a big deal."

"Your island?"

Arnav rested his chin in her shoulder and looked at her through the mirror. "Since dad's the ruler of the town, he has all rights to that island. So now, it's ours."

"Oh. That's amazing!"

Arnav smiled and pecked her cheek. "And I can't wait to show you our home there. And I can't wait to christen the bed."

Khushi looked at his reflection confusedly. "'Christen the bed'?"

Arnav nipped her ear. "You'll see," he whispered in her ear, and then left.

Khushi stood there confused. She finished her packing and turned to see Arnav holding two duffel bags.

"Ready babe," he asked.

Khushi nodded.

The two headed downstairs and got their blessings from the adults. The newly weds headed out and for in Arnav's car and drove off to the coast. They got out and got on a boat and headed off to the island.

All the while, Khushi wondered of what Arnav said. But adding the pieces together, she figured out that there was nothing but romance, pleasure, and erotica ahead for them. It made Khushi blush, knowing that they were going to "get to kno" each other better".

And secretly, Khushi couldn't wait.

Chapter Seventeen - MAHA Update

Arnav and Khushi moved towards Aryan and bent down to take his blessings. Aryan was more than happy and then hugged them tightly.

"You've made me really proud today," Aryan said.

The newly wedded couple smiled at him and then went to Dai Ma. They took blessings from her and she happily gave it.

"Always be happy," she smiled. "Though I must warn you Khushi, he can be a bit childish now and then."

Khushi chuckled lightly while Arnav gave Dai Ma a face, who started to chuckle as well. Then they moved towards Khushi's parents to get their blessings. It was obvious they didn't care, but Arnav didn't care. Khushi was his now, and that was all that mattered.

Then they went to Shyam, who gave them a tight squeeze. When they looked back at him, his eyes were filled with tears.

Shyam caressed Khushi's face. "You're finally married Di. You're not gonna forget this brother of your's are you?"

Khushi bit her lip, shaking her head with tears streaming and Shyam have her a tight hug.

"Hush Di, not today," but he was shedding tears himself.

Khushi looked at him and caressed his face in her hands. "Promise to be good. And not to be so much of a tension."

"Di-"

"And study! Make sure your education goes well. And find my sister in-law."

"Didi," he said, looking side to side embarrassed.

"I'm serious Shyam. But keep your education in mind."

"How can I without you? You always kept me on task."

Aryan came forward. "Don't worry. You'll still see your sister in school."

Both looked at him in surprise, as well as everyone else. Well, except for Arnav.

"Khushi will continue school and graduate," Aryan stated. "I give you my word."

Khushi was in tears again. She couldn't help but to hug Aryan and Aryan smiled, holding her.

Aryan looked down at Khushi. "Today, I'm not taking my bahu home."

Everyone gaped at him. Especially Arnav.

"What," Arnav exclaimed. "But why?"

Aryan looked at him. "Because I'm taking my daughter home."

Khushi smiled with tears and hugged Aryan again, Arnav sighing in relief. He went over to his wife and held her hand.

"Shall we go," Arnav questioned.

Khushi noticed her parents, who paid no mind, and Arnav noticed her looking at them. When Khushi looked back at Arnav, he shook his head, admonishing her to pay no mind to her parents. Khushi smiled lightly and nodded.

And so the biddai began. Khushi walked side by side with Arnav towards the car. She cried, tossing rice back, Shyam at her other side. Everyone followed behind, Shashi and Garima as well. Once they got to the car, Khushi hugged Shyam tightly and cried. Shyam shed a few tears, trying his best not to, but he gave in and hugged his sister tightly.

He pulled away and cupped her face. "Stop crying Di. I'll still see you in school. Hmm?"

Khushi nodded and then Shyam gave her a final hug.

Shyam looked at Arnav. "If you ever hurt my sister-"

"I won't," Arnav promised. "Count on that."

Shyam and Arnav hugged. He helped his sister in the car and then Arnav went around and sat.

Aryan went to Shashi and Garima. "I am very lucky to have your daughter as my son's wife."

The two have a tight smile.

"Today I'm not taking your daughter, but my daughter."

The two looked at him.

"Since you two couldn't be parents to her, you two shouldn't be considered it," he said lowly, and then left.

Shashi and Garima slightly gaped but then snapped back to reality. Aryan got into a different car with Dai Ma and they all headed to Raizada Mansion.

Once they left, everyone cleared out and left. Shyam sighed and stood there with his arms crossed. Shashi and Garima were about to go in when Shyam spoke.

"She'll be much more happier there."

Shashi and Garima looked at him.

"And one thing for sure, she'll get the love she never got," and he headed inside.

*~*

Khushi looked out the window, some tears flowing. Suddenly, she felt Arnav holding her hand. He shook his head, gesturing for her not to cry. Khushi smiled lightly and nodded.

Arnav reached out and wiped her tears. "We haven't been married an hour, and my wife is already crying."

Khushi giggled a bit, with a mixture of crying. Arnav held her hands and lifted them to his lips and kissed her knuckles.

"I don't wanna see you cry anymore. 'Kay?"

Khushi nodded. "Okay."

"Good. From now on, it's nothing but happiness. 'Kay?"

Khushi nodded.

He kissed her knuckles again. "I love you Khushi."

Khushi's heart melted. "I love you too Arnav."

Soon they arrived to Raizada Mansion. The gates opened and in they went. At the door stood Dai Ma and the newly wedded couple came out. She welcomed them in and Khushi knocked over the little pot filled with rice. She stepped into the alta and walked inside. Leaving her footprints behind, Arnav helped Khushi into their home. Khushi looked in amazement, the mansion being beautifully decorated.

They were lead into the ballroom, where many people awaited. Khushi felt a bit nervous when she saw the people, but Arnav held her hand, assuring her things were okay.

The newly wedded couple were seated and soon, people began to come up. They were family and friends of the Raizada's and they all loved Khushi. There were some close family relatives there as well, like Arnav's cousin Akash. His parents and his fiancé, Payal, had come. Also, Arnav's cousin NK had come, who came along with his parents, sister, Lavanya, and wife, Seema. NK and his family had come all the way from Sydney just to see Khushi.

"Thank you so much for coming," Khushi said shyly. "It must have been trouble-"

"Not at all," NK said. "Nanav's wedding? And I miss it? Never."

Khushi giggled lightly. "Nanav?"

"See, he couldn't say his name as a kid. He would say 'Nanav' and since then, I would call him that, just to tease him."

"And boy does it urk me," Arnav smiled fakely.

"Oh Nanav, always gonna be the same."

"Where's Seema when I need her."

Seema came over giggling. "Bhai, you know he'll never stop. Even if I try."

"Oh wifey, you know me so well," NK flirted.

"Get a room," Akash teased, as he came over with Payal.

"Glad to."

"Gross," Lavanya said as she came over.

Khushi giggled lightly.

"I think it should be the newly weds to get a room. Don't you think," NK teased.

Khushi went red and Arnav gave NK a face.

"NK stop," Seema said. "You're making Khushi Bhabi blush."

And Khushi went redder.

"I think it just got worse," Payal said.

And Khushi nearly turned into a tomato.

"Okay, I think that's enough," Arnav said.

"Aww, look at Bhai being overprotective," Akash teased.

"At least he's protecting her," Payal teased.

"Hey!"

"Okay, guys, stop," Arnav said.

The five chuckled.

"Alright, let's leave them alone," NK said, and they left.

Once they were out of earshot, Arnav spoke to Khushi.

"Sorry about that."

"It's okay," Khushi said, and then she looked at them. "I like them."

"Do you now?"

"Mm hmm," she nodded.

*~*

Once the guests left, Khushi was taken upstairs to Arnav's, now their, room. All of Khushi's stuff got moved in and Khushi was all ready.  She stood at the vanity table and removed her jewelry, when Dai Ma came in with a red sari.

"Here you go," Dai Ma said. "Why don't you quickly change into this?"

Khushi nodded and took it. "Okay."

Dai Ma nodded and then left. Khushi removed the rest of her jewelry and then quickly went to the bathroom to change. She came out and went to the mirror to check if she looked okay.

Taking in a deep breath, she sighed. Okay Khushi, she said in her head, this is your suhag raat. Now just relax. She took in a deep breath and then let it out. Everything will be just fine. Or is it? No, no everything will be fine. But what of it hurts? No, Khushi, stop. You've read romance novels; it's nothing. It's just going to be romantic. ... oh who am I kidding?! Books lie!

Arnav came in through the door and shut it. Khushi gasped and looked through the mirror. He was wearing a loose, white button down and jeans. Arnav looked Khushi up and down, admiring how sexy she looked.

Especially since she was in his favorite color, red.

*MATURE CONTENT AHEAD*
Arnav walked over to Khushi and Khushi looked down. She was nervous. Beyond nervous. She didn't know if she could face Arnav. But before she could make up her mind, Arnav wrapped his arms around her, making Khushi gasp and grasp the vanity table.

"Finally," Arnav whispered hoarsely, moving her hair aside. "All. To. Myself," he said in between kisses on the crook of her neck.

Arnav began to nibble on her neck, sucking on it as well. Khushi grasped his hands and let out a low moan.

"Arnav," she whispered.

Arnav let out a low growl from his throat and ran his nose up her neck. "You're finally mine."

Khushi felt her core thud.

"To cherish. To care. To love," he said in between kisses.

Khushi moaned softly. She felt something on her back. A bulge or something like that, but she wasn't sure what it was.

Arnav turned her around and cupped her face and made her look at him. Khushi looked up at him shyly and Arnav leaned in and kissed her. At first, Khushi was still, but then she melted and allowed herself to give in, missing his kisses from their short time of seperation. Arnav didn't hold back at all and pulled her in close. Her body crashed into his and she wrapped her arms around him tightly.

As Arnav went moving from her lips and neck, Khushi moaned. She couldn't help but to love the feeling she was getting. She felt slightly wrong, but she didn't pay too much mind to it for too long.

"Khushi," Arnav said in between kisses, "let. Me. Love. You."

Khushi pulled back and caught her breath. Her chest heaved as she looked at Arnav, who was already looking at her. Khushi just looked at the man before her. She loved him. Unconditionally, no doubt, loved him. And if there was anyone she trusted, it was Arnav.

"Love me," she breathed.

Arnav groaned, kissed her, and then swooped down and picked her up. Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck and gazed away at Arnav. Arnav looked at her as well, as he walked through the huge room. He set her down on the floor, beside the bed. He turned her so that her back faced him.

Arnav brought his hand up to move her pallu aside, when Khushi stiffened, grasping her sari over her belly. Arnav moved her hair aside and whispered in her ear.

"Do you trust me Khushi?"

Khushi tried to calm herself and nodded, letting go of her sari.

"Do you love me Khushi?"

Khushi nodded again. "I do love you," she whispered.

Arnav kissed her below her ear and slowly brushed her pallu off. The sari being slightly heavy, it just slipped off and fell to the floor. Khushi gasped as it hit the floor. Moving his hand to her waist, Arnav slowly removed the rest of her sari and it all fell to the floor.

Khushi began to breath at a faster pace and her chest heaved. Arnav slowly turned her around and looked at her.

"Look at me," Arnav whispered hoarsely.

Khushi gulped and gathering courage, she slowly looked up at him. She had never been this undressed before anyone. Arnav pulled her closer to him and kissed her. Khushi was still, feeling nervous, and Arnav didnt like it, so he bit her lower lip. Khushi moaned, and Arnav slipped his tongue into her mouth. He explored every bit of it and took in her taste.

Khushi was into the kiss, when she felt Arnav's hand snake up and pull the string to her blouse. Khushi gasped and pulled away, turning away and covering herself. Her blouse was a halter blouse, so she hadn't worn her bra. Now that it was untied, and since it was just simple cloth, it just hung around her neck, the sides of her breasts exposed.

Arnav leaned forward and kissed her shoulder. Khushi shuddered and held onto herself tighter.

"Khushi, if you don't want to do this," Arnav whispered, "then you don't have to. If you feel uncomfortable, we can wait."

Khushi shook her head. "No," she whispered, "I want this."

Slowly, she moved her hands down and set them at her side. She was going to turn back to face him, but Arnav held her still.

"Are you sure," he whispered.

Khushi nodded. "Yes," she whispered.

Arnav moved his hands down and pulled the string to her petticoat. It fell to the floor and Khushi stiffened. Knowing the expected, Khushi hadn't worn anything underneath. And now her whole backside was on display.

"Are you positive you want to do this," Arnav whispered.

Khushi nodded hesitantly, feeling really nervous.

Grabbing the sides of her blouse, Arnav lifted it up and tossed the scrap of cloth aside. Now Khushi was even more nervous. Arnav kissed her shoulders and then trailed to her neck. Khushi allowed her body to melt into it. Arnav slowly turned her around while trailing along her throat to the other side of her neck. Khushi held onto his arms for support, her knees feeling weak.

Arnav let go and looked at her. Khushi stood frozen as he scanned her body up and down. His eyes met hers and he kissed her.

"So beautiful," he whispered in between kisses. "So, so beautiful."

Khushi let out a low moan. "Arnav," she whispered.

Slowly moving her back, he laid her back on the bed. The two gazed away at each other for a moment, but Khushi felt shy and turned her head away. Arnav made her look at him, but Khushi remained shy.

Armav kissed her, allowing himself to get lost in her. Khushi loved his touch on her and would let out low, soft moans now and then. She helped Arnav out of his shirt and gazed at the sculpted chest that belonged to her husband. For a second, she felt guilty for having this beautiful man.

Unable to control himself anymore, Arnav began to remove his jeans. Khushi froze, watching Arnav as he stripped off his clothes, being left with nothing but his natural form. Khushi's eyes caught his manhood and she quickly looked back at his face. She felt wrong and guilty for seeing it.

But Arnav had caught it and smirked to himself. Looming over her, Khushi felt the bulge again. And this time, she had figured out what it was as she gasped, feeling it. Her eyes had looked down to make sure her theory was right, and she quickly looked back up at him.

Arnav smirked lightly and kissed her cheek. "Khushi, it's okay," he whispered.

Khushi looked at him confused.

"It's okay to look."

Khushi went red and turned away.

Arnav found it cute and kissed her other cheek. "It's okay baby. This is me. All of me. And being your husband, you have to get to know me better."

Khushi looked at him. He had his signature smirk on, which meant he was only going to tease her now.

"Just like I have to get to know you," he continued. "So if I've seen everything," he said slowly, running his hand up from her left thigh to up to her breast, "then you should too."

Khushi squirmed at his touch and her mouth dropped into a silence 'ah'.

"But we'll take things slowly," Arnav whispered. "We've known each other a short time but love each other a lot..."

Khushi felt her heart melt.

"... and in our time together, we'll know each other even more than before. And above all, love each other."

Khushi felt tears forming.

Arnav cupped her face. "Khushi, I promise, that I will always love you. The love you haven't gotten since childhood - I will give you that. Your parents couldn't do it and that's too bad for them. Forget them. I will make up for it. If i have to, I'll sacrifice everything. Even my life if-"

Khushi covered his mouth and shook her head. "I love you," she whispered, tears flowing.

"Oh baby, don't cry," and he kissed her, kissing her tears away.

Khushi calmed down and kissed Arnav. "I want to be yours," she whispered.

Arnav stroked his fingers on her cheek. "Baby you already are," he whispered back.

"I want to be yours body and soul."

Arnav gaped at Khushi, his lips slightly parted. Khushi just looked at him, waiting for his answer. Within a few seconds, Arnav snapped out of trance and smiled. He kissed her and didn't stop this time. He got lost in her and Khushi allowed herself to enjoy his touch, his kisses, and his lovely nothing's.

Leaving her lips, Arnav went trailing down, kissing her chin and throat, and straight to her breasts. Khushi felt foreign to this and gulped. Arnav rubbed his nose through her cleavage and Khushi's hand automatically went to his hair. Arnav liked the little tug he received and trailed to her right breast with fluttering kisses. He kissed her erected nipple and then traced back to the left breast and did the same. Khushi moaned to it, shutting her eyes in passion. Arnav felt turned on by that and he caught her breast in his mouth and sucked.

"Ah," Khushi moaned.

Arnav sucked and swirled his tongue around her nipple. Using his hand, he treated her other breast so it wasn't "left behind". Khushi's back arched, pushing her breasts more towards him. Loving her reaction, Arnav teethed her nipple.

"Ah! Arnav," she moaned, pulling at his hair.

Arnav sucked on it softly and kissed it before looking up at Khushi. She was red, her chest heaving as she breathed.

Arnav smirked sexily and kisses her. "Did you like it," he whispered.

Khushi nodded shakily.

"Again?"

Khushi nodded again.

This time, Arnav paid attention to her left breast. He did the same to the other, while using his hand to tease the right. It made Khushi scream deliciously and it would make Arnav groan.

He traveled down from breasts to her navel. He swirled his tongue and would nip it and Khushi would grasp onto his hair. Going lower, he hovered over her femininity. He look up at Khushi, who was looking at him anxiously. Keeping his eyes on her, Arnav kissed her there.

Khushi gasped. She couldn't believe what she had seen with her own two eyes. Arnav was so bold! Not that she didn't know before, but to this extent, she had no idea.

Arnav came trailing back up with wet kisses and hovered over her lips. "That can wait for another time," and he kissed her softly. "Are you ready," he whispered on her lips.

Khushi shuddered and nodded. "Y-yes," she breathed.

Positioning her properly and having her hold her knees close to her, he positioned himself. Reaching over to his bedside table, he pulled open the top drawer and got out a foil packet. Ripping it open, he took out the condom and rolled it down on his erection. Khushi gulped looking at the size of his thing and wondered if she was big enough down there for him to fit. Placing the tip of his erection at her entrance, Khushi gasped and Arnav kissed her softly.

"This might hurt a bit," Arnav whispered, and he entered.

Khushi gripped onto his arms tightly. "Argh!"

She had her eyes tightly shut and her lips pursed. Though he loved the feeling he was getting and was groaning, Arnav knew Khushi was very gentle and as soft as a feather, so this would be a bit painful for her. He kissed her around her face, helping her to calm down. Khushi managed to calm down and she slowly opened up her eyes and looked up at Arnav.

"You okay, babe," Arnav whispered.

Khushi nodded.

Arnav pecked her softly on her lips. "I'm gonna move now," he advised.

Khushi held onto his arms for support and nodded. Arnav pulled out and pushed right back in. Khushi yelped and shut her eyes again, her chest heaving to this unknown feeling.

"Again," Arnav whispered.

Khushi looked up and nodded. Arnav pulled out once more and then pushed back in. Khushi managed not yell out, but she tightened her grip.

"I'm going to continue now babe," Arnav breathed. "But if it hurts, tell me."

Khushi nodded as she breathed and Arnav pulled back and came in again. He didn't stop and continued to do so, going at a nice and slow pace. Khushi couldn't believe this was actually happening and she couldn't believe that she was actually liking this feeling. Though it slightly hurt her, she was enjoying it. She did want Arnav to know, but she felt shy and didn't say anything. But Arnav understood enough from her sayings, like "ah!", "ooh...", "mmmm...", and his favorite, "Arnav...".

Once Arnav figured that she had gotten used to it, he increased his pace. Khushi gasped as she began to get this feeling inside her. She didn't know what it was, but it felt something like... like... a build-up?

Arnav was going even faster and Khushi had picked up his rhythm. She began to tilt her pelvis up to meet him and Arnav groaned at their first meeting. His Khushi was able to do something bold and he knew there was more to this goddess than what meets the eye.

Arnav could tell she was building up, but she was holding back. She didn't know what it was and nor did she have a clue what was happening to her body. Arnav began to kiss her softly on her face, lips and body.

"Let go babe," Arnav whispered. "Don't hold back."

Khushi felt confused as she gasped from the feeling within her.

"Just feel everything Khushi, don't think about it."

Khushi shut her eyes and followed his words. She began to calm down and she relaxed and she forgot about holding onto the feeling. And soon enough, her body was about to give in and Arnav was pushing into her deliciously fast. And within seconds, Khushi came, her eyes tightly screwed shut as she yelled out from her orgasm, shattering into a million pieces. Arnav loved the feeling and he too, groaned out as he came, shattering as well and collapsing on his wife's chest.

Once Arnav caught his breath, he looked down at Khushi. Things were hazy to her but she felt Arnav kiss her on her lips. Arnav pulled out and Khushi winced. She didn't realize Arnav moving and laying down next to her until she felt him turn her towards him. He had her lay her head on his chest and Khushi placed her hand over it and caught her breath.

"Are you okay," Arnav asked, running his fingers through her hair.

Khushi didn't know why, but she felt spectacular. "Hmm."

Arnav smiled and kissed her forehead. "Get some sleep babe. You must be tired."

Khushi nodded. She felt really tired suddenly and it seemed weird. It was like all the energy was sucked out of her in all that intensity. But she had specs of energy in her.

"Arnav," she whispered.

"Hmm?" He had already shut his eyes, absentmindedly stroking her hair.

She looked up at him. "I love you, Arnav."

Arnav opened his eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were wide and filled with love, making Arnav smile.

He tilted her face up by slightly tugging on her hair and kissed her. "I love you too, Khushi."

Khushi blushed and placed her head back on his chest. Eventually, both fell asleep, feeling content and comfort in the arms of the one they love the most.