Chapter Twenty Seven

Business was going well for Arnav and because things were going so well, he was completely busy with it. He made trips to the main city now and then to take care of business and at home, he was stuck on his laptop. Khushi teased him now and then, saying that she was lonely and that he should have married the laptop instead, but it was only a joke. However, Arnav found that true and he didn't deny it - he was surrounded by work that he barely got to spend time with his love. He wanted to see her more often than he now usually did.

Arnav had just finished with a conference call and was making his way to his father's study. He knocked on the door and Aryan had him come in. Aryan was sitting at his desk, reading a book.

"What can I help you with son," Aryan smiled, putting the book down.

"I wanted your opinion."

Aryan scrunched his eyebrows. "About what?"

"Well, its also for your permission."

Aryan's frown deepened.

Arnav took a deep breath. "What if Khushi worked with me? She is a business major after all. She could help me with work here and there."

Aryan nodded and leaned forward. "Hmm... have you asked Khushi?"

"No."

"Well ask her first and find out how she feels."

"I already know what she's gonna say. She's gonna be all like how she has to help with the housework and what not. And then she's gonna mention you so I thought why not go to you first."

Aryan chuckled. "That's Khushi alright."

"Yup."

Aryan leaned back in his seat. "I'm fine with her working with you. You could use some help and you need someone completely trustworthy. Khushi's perfect for that. So go ask her how she feels about it."

Arnav grinned. "Thanks dad! You're the best!"

Aryan grinned as he watched his son walk out. He looked out the window and at the stars.

We both know he's gonna be distracted, right Shalini, he wondered. Good. Because the poor boy needs it. He sighed. Reminds me of when we used to fool around. Like father and mother, he chuckled to himself.

*~*

"So what do you think," Arnav asked.

Khushi just gaped. Arnav had told her of his proposition and couldn't believe it.

"Papa agreed," she asked. "Just like that?"

Arnav nodded. "Yup."

"B-but what about the housework? The cooking, the cleaning, the-"

"There are other people to take care of that, love."

"But-"

"I thought of it and dad approves of it." Arnav held her by her waist. "All you need to do is agree."

"But I don't want to leave all that stuff on Dai Ma's shoulder," Khushi pouted.

Arnav smiled softly and tucked her hair behind her ear. "It's okay, Khushi. She won't mind either. Besides she's been doing all of this before I married you and she likes it. I know she won't mind."

"But-"

"But nothing. I want you to join not only so that I get some help but so that I see you more often. When work gets heavy, I barely see you and I don't like that."

Khushi smiled softly. "Aww, that's so cute of you."

Arnav cocked an eyebrow.

Khushi giggled. "Okay, I'll go to work with you."

Arnav's eyes lit up like child's on Christmas morning. "Really?'

Khushi nodded. "Yes."

"Yes!"

Arnav picked her up and swung her around, Khushi giggling as she did.

Arnav slid her down his front. "God, I love it when you laugh."

Khushi beamed.

"I never thought I would say this but I can't wait to go to work tomorrow."

*~*

Arnav took Khushi to the office the next day and she learned the ropes. The staff were kind and they all greeted her with a smile. Khushi had gotten her own office space next to Arnav's room and she would be working in there. Arnav taught her about the company and everything to it. It was just a matter of time until Khushi understood it all. It surprised Khushi especially when she learned that the company made $75,000 in an hour, and they were improving, hoping to make $100,000.

Wow, Khushi thought. Arnav has worked so hard in such an amount of time. This company truly must make him happy.

It was just a matter of time that Khushi had learned everything and she helped Arnav out with work. She eventually got her chance to go to the main city, where she had never gone before. Khushi was excited when Arnav told her they would be going. It surprised Arnav when he learned of that, but knowing her parents, it made sense. So he planned on making this trip epic for her. They arrived to a hot-shot hotel, and they lived in the presidential suite. Arnav took her around the city the day after and they did a ton of shopping, as well as some sight-seeing. The day after, they went to AR and Khushi was stunned by how huge and beautiful it was. They were staying for a couple of weeks and that was enough time for Khushi to learn about this branch and how it operated.

Time went along and the couple would go here and there for work. Usually it would be a trip to the city, but they mostly stayed at home. During their break, Khushi would stay with Arnav his room, and she would gaze out to the waterfront. She could see the variety of boats, as well as the grand houses and huge plots of empty lad around it.

What would it be like to have a home there, Khushi wondered.

Arnav came in with their lunch and placed it on the desk. "What's up love?"

"Nothing, just enjoying the view," she smiled softly.

"Well I like what I'm seeing," Arnav winked.

Khushi giggled and looked away.

Arnav came behind her and held her waist. He nuzzled her behind her ear and kissed her wear her neck met her shoulder. Khushi took in a sharp breath, her body coming to life by his touch.

"There's something I want to try with you," Arnav whispered.

"What," Khushi breathed.

"I want to have sex with you here."

Khushi's eyes widened and she turned around to gape at him. "What?!"

Arnav blinked. "What," he said innocently.

Khushi smacked his hands off of her. "Do you have no shame?"

Khushi walked away from Arnav to get her lunch.

"What's wrong with that," Arnav asked. "It's quite normal here."

Khushi's eyes widened. "Normal?"

"Yeah. You don't think I don't know that some of the staff do it here in the building?"

Khushi's jaw dropped. "They do?"

"Yeah. They're lucky I've never caught them in the act. But that smell of sex down there just makes it too obvious. We've got some horndogs in here," Arnav said with a roll of his eyes. "That's what I get for having people fresh out of college."

Khushi frowned and then she shook her head clear. "You really want to have sex here?"

Arnav shrugged.

Khushi pursed her lips and then she looked down. She picked up their lunch and put it on the coffee table. Arnav watched her as she walked back and sat on top his desk, right in front of his chair.

"Okay," Khushi blushed.

Arnav shook his head and stood before her. "Khushi, it's okay if you don't want to. We don't-"

"No, I want to-"

"Khushi-"

"I've read about it."

Arnav frowned.

"I've read novels where they have sex on the desk," she blushed. "It always... fascinated me."

Khushi blushed even harder as she watched Arnav's lips curve up. She could see him trying to hide his amusement, but he couldn't. Khushi crimsoned and covered her face. Arnav reached forward and moved her hands away.

"Don't hide that pretty face," Arnav said softly.

Khushi only looked down.

Arnav cupped her face and tilted it up so that she'd look at him. "Are you sure?"

Khushi bit the inside of her lip and nodded. "Yes," she breathed.

Arnav sighed and leaned his forehead against hers. "Khushi, we don't always have to do what I want."

"I know," she whispered.

"I never want to force you into anything."

"I know." She cupped his face in her hands and had him look at her. "I trust you Arnav."

With a groan, he sealed her lips. He brought his arms around her waist and pulled her lower half against him. Khushi gasped, feeling his erection.

"This is what your words do to me," Arnav whispered on her lips before kissing her again.

Arnav reached behind Khushi and pushed everything of his desk. He slowly laid Khushi down, without braking the kiss.

"I love you," Khushi whispered.

"I love you too," Arnav replied, running his nose along hers.

Arnav reached down to undo his belt and Khushi reached up to kiss him. Her hands joined his and they undid his belt and trousers, releasing him. Arnav reached under Khushi's dress and Khushi tilted her pelvis up, letting Arnav pull down her panties.

"They're soaked," he smirked against her lips.

Khushi bit her lip. "Your words do that to me," she whispered.

Without another word, Arnav reached into his pocket and got a condom, and put it on. He entered her in one swift move and both groaned.

"You're so fucking tight," he grained, his eyes screwed shut, the appreciation visible on his face.

Khushi kissed his forehead and his cheeks as he slowly moved inside her. Gradually, his speed increased. Khushi would meet him every time, creating a rhythm between them. Khushi reached beck a gripped the desk, feeling her body build up.

Oh my god, this is even better than how books describe it, Khushi exclaimed in her head.

As her body built, her back began to arch. Arnav was reaching his high as well, his thrusts more relentless than ever! Within seconds, both of them came, Khushi's body coming completely off the desk as she arched her back. Both came down with a thud and they broke into laughter. Khushi held Arnav to her as they laughed and calmed down.

"Well... that ended with a bang," Arnav chuckled.

"That it did," Khushi giggled.

Arnav picked up his chin and looked at Khushi. "I'm so lucky to have you."

Khushi shook her head. "Its me that's lucky to have you."

"Wrong," and he sealed his lips over hers.

They remained entangled that way, holding and playfully kissing each other, even though their break was over and everyone had resumed their work. Thank goodness for the tinted glass and soundproof walls or else who knows how everyone would react to the noises that were coming from there.

Chapter Twenty Six

Later that night, once everyone got home, Khushi was upstairs in her room, removing her jewelry, already changed into her nightwear. 

What do I do, she wondered. Should I try and be bold? But I'm so nervous, I can't do it! But a part of me wants to. ... I don't want Arnav to get bored of me. Although we've only been married almost three months.... Ugh! Why is this so confusing?!

Suddenly, Arnav came from behind and wrapped his arms around her, snapping Khushi out of her thoughts.

"What's got you so deep in thought," Arnav asked, placing butterfly kisses behind her ear.

Khushi shook her head and turned to look at him. "Nothing."

Arnav smiled lightly and kissed her softly. "Get ready for bed."

Khushi nodded and Arnav released her. She watched him head into the bathroom with his pjs, and when the door shut, she sighed.

What do I do?! Gah!

Arnav came back out in a black t-shirt and gray sweats. Khushi bit her lip and gazed at Arnav.

He looks so hot when he's dressed like that, all that bummy-swag!

Arnav noticed that Khushi hadn't moved from where he had left her. "Babe, you okay?"

"Um...."

Arnav went over to Khushi and held her. "What's wrong baby? You've been like this since we left Akash's place."

Khushi gulped. It's now or never.

She held him by his arms and released herself from his hold. Arnav looked at her confusedly and got more confused when Khushi started to them back them up. She pushed him back till he was right in front of the bed. Arnav's eyebrows stayed scrunched as she made him sit down. She bent down and knelt before him, in between his legs.

Khushi reached up and cupped his face in her hands. She leaned forward and kissed Arnav softly. At first Arnav hadn't responded because he was completely confused, but then he just ignored it, not letting his mind wander, and he focused on his wife's sweet lips.

Once she felt him kissing her back, Khushi kissed him harder. She moved her hands down his chest, over his abdomen, till she reached the waistband of his sweats. Moving her fingers underneath it, she tugged on it, surprising Arnav. 

"What the? Khushi-"

But Khushi covered his lips once more, cutting off his sentence. Arnav let out a slight groan and let Khushi control him. One instant she was kissing him, and the next she had pushed him back, Arnav plopping onto his back. 

"What the," Arnav said confusedly. 

He felt Khushi tug his sweats and boxers off. 

Arnav got up immediately. "Khushi what-"

Khushi took hold of his cock and Arnav groaned, shutting his eyes. Khushi gazed up at him, eyeing his confusion and pleasure. Arnav slowly opened his eyes and found his wife gazing at him. 

I can do this, Khushi said in her head. 

Gathering her brain up, which had scattered all over the room, Khushi tentatively met her tongue with his cock and licked her way up from the base to the tip. Arnav shut his eyes and groaned, completely turned on by his wife. At the sight of him, Khushi was turned on. She couldn't believe her one gesture had Arnav so pleased. 

She took him in her mouth, earning another groan from him. She swirled her tongue around and took him in faster. Khushi's head bobbed, taking him in as much as she could, using both her hands around what she couldn't, rubbing them asking him, twisting her hands. It was driving Arnav crazy! He had his eyes screwed shut and he fisted the sheets beneath him.

Khushi tentatively brought her hands down and caressed his balls. She then brought her mouth down and sucked on them. Arnav groaned once more and opened his eyes. He cupped her head in his hands and kept his eyes on her as she took his balls in her mouth once more. 

"Fuck," Arnav groaned. 

Khushi could feel her blood rushing south to the asked of her thighs. Who knew that one word could turn someone on so much! 

Khushi took hold of his cock again and sucked on him. Around and around her tongue swirled as her head bobbed. Even Arnav was responding now, tilting his pelvis up and moving in and out of her mouth. His grip was tight in Khushi's hair, but it didn't hurt. in fact,  Khushi loved it! 

"Khushi," Arnav breathed., "I'm gonna come... so if you- Khushi!"

Arnav came at that instant and he came in Khushi's mouth. Khushi was shocked, but she kept her mouth around him. She felt the liquid shoot into her mouth and she swallowed. It tasted salty and she actually liked it.

Hmm, it's like what the books say, she said in her head.

While Arnav poured into her mouth, Khushi swallowed every bit of it. Once he stopped, Khushi released him and gazed up at him, come on the side of her lips. Arnav cupped her face in his hands and wiped it away with his thumb. Khushi took his thumb in her mouth and sucked it clean. Arnav picked Khushi up and placed her on his lap and he laid back, taking her with him.

"I can't believe you did that," Arnav gasped, still shocked by Khushi's actions.

"I can't either," Khushi gasped, holding onto Arnav's shirt.

Arnav blinked a couple of times. "You were really good."

"Really," Khushi asked, sounding hopeful.

Arnav smiled softly and turned them over so that she was underneath him. "Yes, you were. Now you need to be awarded," he winked.

And indeed she was.

*~*

All was well and Khushi was happy as ever. She had a loving family and loving husband and she couldn't ask for anything more.

Akash and Payal's wedding was approaching and once again, the family went into a buzz. Excitement was in the air and they all saw each other again and again, preparing. Khushi was excited! She had never prepared for someone's wedding before. Yeah she would go around helping her neighbors with light work, but she never helped totally prepare for a wedding.

The big day arrived soon enough and excitement was in the air. The Raizada's were greeted by Payal's family and were brought in. Khushi, Seema, and Lavanya went to Payal's room, excited to see the bride.

"Payal, you look beautiful," Khushi smiled.

"Thank you Bhabi," Payal blushed.

"Blushing to a compliment from Bhabi, are you? What will you do when Akash compliments you," Seema teased.

Payal blushed even harder and everyone else giggled like little girls.

"Oh stop teasing my future bhabi," Lavanya said.

Seema stuck her tongue out at her.

"How are you feeling," Khushi asked Payal.

"Nervous," Payal admitted. "I hope everything goes well and they didn't screw up any of the decorations."

"Don't worry, we checked and everything's good."

"Thank goodness," she sighed. "The only thing worrying me now is the suhag raat."

Khushi's eyebrows shot up.

"Gimme some ideas you guys, I want this night to be special and memorable."

In a flash, Seema and Lavanya popped their phones out and went onto Mr. Google to help the bride. Khushi looked at them in shock but she was also amused. They discussed various ideas and Khushi couldn't believe her ears.

"Hey Bhabi, you should do this," Seema said to Khushi.

"Do what?"

"Demand oral from Bhai."

Khushi's face heated. "What?"

Seema chuckled lightly. "You should totally do it - demand it from him and show him that you can be the boss too."

Khushi tilted her head and considered it. In the end, she was just shocked and confused.

A couple of hours later, the wedding began. In entered the bride and groom and the room was filled with applause and laughter. Everyone was happy and wished the couple the best. Soon enough, the couple made their pheras, making their vows. As they walked around the flame, Khushi held onto Arnav and sighed, a soft smile playing on her lips. She recalled their wedding and the joy of it and what happened later that night, which caused her to blush.

"Remembering something," Arnav whispered in her ear.

Khushi looked up at him and knew that he knew what she was thinking of.

"Yes," she whispered back.

Arnav smiled and kissed her forehead. "I love you baby."

"And I love you," Khushi smiled.

Khushi rested her head on Arnav's arm, her fingers entwined with Arnav's, as they watched Akash fill her parting with the vermilion.

*~*

After the wedding ended, all the Raizada's went Akash's house and they all celebrated. Other family friends were there and the party was in full swing.

"I can't believe you're officially a part of the family," Seema said excitedly.

Payal smiled softly and Akash took her hand in his.

"So protective already," NK teased.

"He'll be better than you."

NK gasped dramatically. "I'm offended."

"Good," Arnav said. "Maybe that will get you to shut up."

NK frowned.

Khushi giggled. "Stop teasing my devar."

"That's right," NK piped up.

He went over to Khushi and hugged Khushi.

"Bhabi, everyone always teases me," he pouted.

"Aww," and Khushi held him, patting his back.

Arnav rolled his eyes. "Baby," he huffed.

"See," NK exclaimed.

"Don't worry about him," Khushi said. "He's the baby."

Arnav gaped at her.

Seema chuckled. "Seriously, you're hiding under Bhabi's pallu right now?"

"Hey," NK exclaimed. "People always say that devars are always like brothers, sometimes even considered as a bhabi's kids."

"That's right," Khushi chuckled.

Arnav caught NK by the ear and pulled him away. "We don't need you to be a baby for anyone. You're already a big one."

"Nanav," NK whined.

Everyone burst into laughter. Khushi smiled as she watched her husband and her devar get into their fight, Arnav going on with NK being a baby and everyone else laughing.

How lucky am I, Khushi wondered, smiling to herself.

*~*

They arrived home late that night and Khushi was very much happy. She absolutely loved spending time with the others. She recapped the whole day in her head, from morning to the wedding, but she was stuck on one thought - the idea Seema had given her.

Should I do it, she wondered.

Arnav came from behind and swung her around, getting a shriek of laughter from Khushi.

"You looked so beautiful," Arnav said, once he put her down.

Khushi giggled. "Why thank you. You were quite handsome yourself."

Arnav grinned.

Khushi placed her hands on Arnav's arms. "I couldn't help but think of our wedding on the ride home."

Arnav smiled softly, running his fingers through Khushi's hair.

"Everything played in my head - the events, the wedding, coming here, the party, and our suhag-"

Khushi stopped herself from finishing her sentence. Arnav cocked his eyebrow at her and Khushi blushed. She buried her face in Arnav's chest and she felt Arnav chuckle, it vibrating through his chest.

"It was the best night ever," Arnav smiled.

"Really," she asked against him in a muffled voice.

"Mm hmm."

Arnav cupped her face in his hands and tilted it up. He gazed into Khushi's eyes for a moment, reflecting on all of their moments together.

"You're the best thing that ever happened to me," Arnav smiled softly.

"Ditto," she grinned.

Arnav grinned and he kissed her. Khushi kissed him back, her heart blooming from happiness.

Khushi broke away. "Arnav, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"If I ask you to do something, will you do it?"

Arnav frowned. "Of course I will. Why do you ask?"

"No reason," Khushi replied, shaking her head.

She had thought of doing what Seema had told her, but now that she thought of it, she couldn't find the courage to ask. The thought of it made her feel embarrassed and she flushed. But Arnav wasn't any less smart. Judging her expression, he knew that their was some dirty thought going through her head. What exactly it was, was the question.

"Let's go to bed," Arnav said.

Khushi could see the darkness in his eyes, understanding the true meaning of his words. She nodded, her cheeks flushing. Arnav grinned like the man he was and backed her up till she fell back in bed. Khushi gasped and gazed up at Arnav. Her chest heaved in anticipation and she wondered what Arnav would do to her.

Arnav slowly crawled over her, running his hand up along the side of Khushi's body. She shivered at his touch, wanting more. Arnav slipped his hands under her nightgown and sealed her lips with his. Khushi moaned, loving the feeling of his hands on her body. She wanted to remove the barrier of their clothes and wanted to be flesh on flesh.

It was as if Arnav had read her mind and he picked Khushi up so he could remove her nightgown. He set her down again and continued to kiss her, letting go for a moment as she tugged his shirt off.

"Arnav please," she moaned against his lips.

With another kiss, he trailed down her body. He ran his tongue down her throat and went to her breasts. He swirled his tongue around each of her nipples and sucked on them hard. Arnav earned a few tugs in his hair and a few grunts from Khushi.

"Please," Khushi begged.

She could feel him smiling against her as he trailed down lower along her body. With his teeth, he grabbed the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, Khushi arching up a bit to let him do so. Arnav trailed his way back up, kissing her along her left leg. He reached her inner thigh and when he was very close to the powerhouse between her legs, he moved away. Khushi moaned, wanting him to go back. Instead, he did the same on her right. He reached her inner thigh and sucked on it. Arnav glanced up at Khushi and saw that she had her eyes shut and her chest was heaving. With a smirk, he bit down onto her flesh, getting a whimper out of Khushi. He looked down at the spot and knew that in a while, it would turn purple. Proud by it, he placed a kiss over it and went to the place Khushi was desperate for him to go.

The instant his mouth met her there, Khushi dived her hands into his hair and tugged. She picked herself up slightly and watched as Arnav enjoyed himself on her flesh. His tongue did wonders to her and she couldn't help but to cry out in pleasure.

"Arnav," she moaned.

Arnav glanced up at her and Khushi gasped. She saw a wicked Arnav before her, determined to pleasure her. He kept his eyes on her and Khushi bit her lip. Her face heated up and she looked away, the intensity being to much for her.

"Touch yourself," Arnav murmured against her.

Khushi's eyes widened and she looked at him, her lips parted.

"Touch yourself," Arnav repeated, putting more pressure on her clit.

Khushi moaned and shut her eyes. She blinked her eyes open and found Arnav still looking at her.

"How," Khushi breathed, her voice very light.

"The way I do."

Arnav entered his tongue and Khushi shut her eyes. She bit her lip, feeling Arnav's tongue doing wonders to her.

What do I do, she wondered. He wants me to touch myself the way he touches me. But what should I do? He does so many things to me!

Khushi felt his teeth hit her clit and she cried out, the sensitivity being too much. She opened her eyes and saw that Arnav was waiting for her to do what he had asked. Slowly, she brought her hands up from Arnav's hair and cupped her breasts. She kneaded them the way Arnav would, only softly.

"Harder," Arnav murmured.

Khushi bit her lips and did as he said. This was totally erotic, completely heady, and Khushi couldn't believe she was actually doing this. She was touching herself, and she didn't feel ashamed of it whatsoever. It was for her husband, her love - her Arnav, and that was all that mattered to her.

"Pinch your nipples."

Khushi held her nipples between her fingers and pulled on them. She cried out slightly and her jaw dropped open.

Arnav increased his presure on her, getting a cry from Khushi. "Harder. The way I do it."

Khushi pursed her lips. She did as he said and she cried out, shutting her eyes. As she did it, Arnav had increased his pressure on her. She couldn't take it anymore and collapsed onto her back. Arnav was driving her insane and she felt her body coil up. She held onto her breasts and squeezed them, feeling the spring coil up. With a graze of his teeth on her sensitive bud, Khushi came loud and hard. Arnav sucked up all her juices, not letting her go for a moment, his mouth latched onto her pussy.

As Khushi came down from her high, she breathed heavily. She couldn't move, her body spent. Arnav kissed his way up her body and hovered over her. Lazily, Khushi opened her eyes and found Arnav smiling down at her. She attempted to smile and she succeeded. Arnav chuckled lightly and kissed her.

"I love you," Arnav murmured.

"Hmm," was all she could say.

Arnav chuckled and picked her up higher on the bed and had her head rest on her pillow. He turned the lights off and had Khushi face him and they fell asleep.

Chapter Twenty Five

Two weeks later, a family party was held, hosted by Akash's parents. Arnav and Khushi came with Aryan and Dai Ma. NK and his family arrived, as well as Lavanya's long-time boyfriend, Aman. While the older men went deep into their political talk in the living room, the older women went on with their gossiping and latest shopping trip in Aksah's parents' room. The young men went off to Akash's man cave and the young ladies all went out to the back and sat by the pool.

"So how's it going between you and Aman," Payal asked Lavanya.

"Everything's perfect," Lavanya gushed. "He bought me a necklace the other day and it had a locket. When I opened it up, it had pictures of us," she beamed.

"Aww, how cute," Payal gushed. "Do you think you guys are that serious to get married?"

"I don't know. I mean we've been dating for three years and things are fine."

"Three years," Khushi asked.

Lavanya nodded. "Mm hmm. I mean it wasn't a solid three years, we broke up twice in between, but it was over stupid things. When I think back on it, I wonder why I acted so stupid for and hurt myself for no reason."

"It's because you've got yourself a little temper," Seema teased.

Lavanya stuck her tongue out at her. "Oh please Bhabi - I see you getting mad at my brother."

"Me," she questioned innocently. "I have done no such thing," she winked.

Everyone chuckled.

"What about you Seema," Payal asked. "Things still good?"

Seema nodded. "Oh yes, even after two years. Thank goodness we survived that itch."

"Itch," Khushi questioned.

"Mm hmm, the itch can happen at certain times. Some have the one-year itch, others with two - there's a variety of 'em."

"Ooh."

"But it's rather impressive though," Payal said. "I mean you guys got married right after high school!"

Khushi's eyes widened. "What?"

Seema nodded. "We met in junior high and since then, we've been together. In our senior year of high school, NK proposed, saying that he can't imagine his life going on without me in it."

"Boy, do I remember him the night before he proposed," Lavanya chuckled, rolling her eyes.

"What happened," Khushi asked.

"My poor brother couldn't sleep that night and at four in the morning - morning! - he woke me up and asked for advice."

"Oh my gosh, at four?"

"I know! I was like what the hell! and he was like sorry, i didn't know if you were asleep," she frowned.

All the ladies laughed. Khushi then turned to Seema. "So you just agreed? What about your family?"

Seema's smile dropped. "I don't have anyone... I'm an orphan," she smiled lightly.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"It's okay Bhabi, I don't mind."

Khushi smiled softly, placing her hand on Seema's arm and she smiled back at her for the sweet gesture.

"So you got married right after high school," Khushi asked.

"Mm hmm."

"But what about Chachaji and Chachiji? Didn't they say anything?"

"Bhai told mom and dad about her a year after they started dating," Lavanya said. "Dad didn't say much - he thought that it was just an age thing, completely normal. Mom on the other hand wasn't so happy about it because of how young he was and because of that she thought they'd break up within the year. When they entered high school, mom was shocked."

"Ma didn't approve of me until sophomore year," Seema chuckled. "But it's totally understandable. After all it's her only son."

"Yeah, and because of him, mom was pulling on my hair all the time," Lavanya said with a roll of her eyes. "But when Bhai told my parents that he was going to marry Bhabi, my father had agreed finding their seven years together as more than enough proof that they were perfect for each other. Mom on the other hand... well, it took her a lot of convincing from Bhai, Dad, and I."

"And she agreed in the end," Payal smiled.

"And I'm so blessed to have a mom like her," Seema smiled.

Everyone smiled at her.

"We've had two entries now in the family," Lavanya said. "How are you feeling number three," she said, winking at Payal.

"Um, nervous actually," Payal confessed. "Especially because of the suhag raat."

Khushi blushed slightly. She couldn't believe how open Payal was.

Seema nudged Payal. "Why? I mean you two already did it."

"Gross," Lavanya said, making a sour face.

Khushi gaped at Payal. "You did?"

Payal nodded. "It just... happened. We had gone out to eat and then we went to my place. My parents weren't home - they had gone to see my Mama, who had fallen ill and was in the hospital at the main city. So we hung out in the living room, were watching a movie, and then we were making out. It went on and led on to other things. Next thing I knew, I was on my bed, underneath him, totally exposed to him."

"And you guys were safe, right," Seema questioned. "I hope you guys didn't lie to us or something."

"Oh, no way! We certainly didn't wanna become parents then. The moment I realized where things were going, I stopped him."

"But if you stopped," Khushi began, "how did you two...?"

"Once I stopped him, he realized where things were going as well. We both loved each other and trusted each other, so I told him that there were two options - either we stop or that he rushes out and gets a condom."

"And him being the male creature he is, he ran," Seema said. "I remember NK telling him bravo Akash! You've made the male species proud," she said with a roll of her eyes.

"Yeah, I remember Akash telling me that," she chuckled.

"You never told us how it was though," Seema teased.

"Oh come on, gross," Lavanya complained. "That's my brother you're talking about!"

"Cover your ears," she said, sticking her tongue at her.

Lavanya rolled her eyes.

Seema looked at Payal. "Well?"

Khushi blinked. Are they really discussing this, she blushed.

"It felt amazing," Payal confessed. "Of course it hurt, and I did bleed, but other than that, it was amazing!"

"Did he make you come," Seema asked.

"Oh for the love of- I can't," Lavany said, and she covered her ears.

"Yes," Payal said. "And it felt amazing! Akash sure knew what he was doing."

"All men do honey. It's thanks to their perverted minds and porn," she chuckled.

Payal chuckled as well. "You bet! But my man sure is good. And when he came? I felt so good of myself."

"The best is when you make them come by oral."

"Yes," Lavanya agreed, and the women looked at her questionably. "Oh please, don't act like you guys don't know anything."

Payal and Seema chuckled. Khushi could only blink and blush.

"I love it how he tugs on my hair," Seema said.

"And when they move in your mouth," Payal said.

"And how they screw their eyes shut and groan or say your name when they come," Lavanya said.

The three of them sighed, picturing their man coming in their head and the sexy expression on their face. Khushi blushed really hard and gaped at them, unable to believe how open the three of them were, sharing these facts.

"What about you Bhabi," Payal asked Khushi. "What do you love most about Bhai," she winked.

"I bet Bhai's got a few tricks up his sleeve," Seema teased.

"Oh geez," Lavanya said.

Khushi just looked at the three and blushed, looking down at her hands. Reading scenes or discussing the characters sex life from a book was one thing but to talk about your actual sex life to actual people wasn't actually Khushi's thing.

"Um... well..." but she didn't know what to say. "Well, I'm just not as bold as you guys when it comes to talking about this," she crimsoned.

Seema smiled softly. "It's okay Bhabi."

"You're pretty bold Seema," Khushi smiled softly.

"With marriage, a woman must become bold," she smiled. "Your husband will show his love mostly through sex, which he'll mostly engage. Now, if men can do it, why not women? Be that bold woman and watch how your husband will go crazier for you."

"Really?"

She nodded. "If there's one thing I've learned, then it's that you also have to meet him halfway. I remember when we first started having sex, it was all him. He'd want to do it and I would agree. Eventually it kind of bored him and that didn't make me feel good. Once I stepped up my game, I got him to enjoy things again. And just doing it makes you feel good - it gives you the realization that only you can make your man feel like that and go crazy - no one else."

Khushi nodded in acknowledgement.

Seema placed her hand on Khushi's arm. "You should do it too, Bhabi. Bhai will be completely surprised."

"Um... I don't know," she said, totally unsure.

"You should try," Payal said, placing her hand on Khushi's shoulder.

Khushi glanced at them. "But, even if I were to... what do I do?"

"As gross as it is for me to help," Lavanya said, "for you Bhabi, I'll help."

Lavanya got out her phone and so did the other two. They went right onto Google and searched up women on top positions. Khushi gaped at them as the three went on with their research.

"You could try the Ride of Your Life, " Lavanya said, showing Khushi the screen.

Khushi's eyes widened as she saw a GIF of an animated couple doing it in that position.

"I'm on that site too," Payal and Seema beamed.

Khushi gaped at them.

"Ooh! Try this one," Payal said, pointing her screen at Khushi, showing another GIF of an animated couple doing it. "It's the Straddle His Saddle," she said, wagging her eyebrows.

"Or this one," Seema said, pointing her screen at Khushi. "It's called Breaking The Waves. I highly recommend this one, it's a personal favorite of mine, though I never knew it was called that," she frowned slightly.

Khushi looked from screen to screen to screen, and then all over again.

Oh my, she wondered. What do I do?

*~*

At dinner, the elders were on one side of the table, the young ones at the other. While the elders were stuck in their conversation, the young ones were in there's.

Khushi glanced aT the three other couples now and then and would notice how her devars were all over their wives. Even Aman was all over Lavanya! She saw Aman wrap his arm around Lavanya's shoulders and Akash taking Payal's free hand and clasping onto it. And when Khushi reached down to pick up her napkin, which she had dropped, she saw NK's hand travelling up Seema's leg. Khushi flushed on the spot and sat up straight, puzzling Arnav, but she gave a mere shake of her head. She just glanced at the other couples and saw how in love they were.

Oh my, Khushi thought.

Chapter Twenty Four

Taking Khushi out to dinner, Arnav and Khushi finally got some time alone. They spent the evening happily, love in the air, consuming them. After dinner, they decided to take a walk at the park and go to their favorite tree. While walking, they held hands and walked under the streetlamps light, chatting away, until an unwanted presence came walking by.

"Hi Arnav!"

Both looked up to see none other than Sheetal herself. She came walking towards them with a big grin across her face.

"Hey Arnav, how are you," she asked.

"I'm good. How are you?"

Arnav being the sweet guy he was, he didn't hold a grudge towards Sheetal. He forgave and forgot the whole incident she had caused with Khushi, not caring about such silly actions. As for Khushi, she didn't like it one bit. Sheetal had said hi to her, but for the rest of the conversation, she spoke to Arnav. Arnav did engage Khushi in the conversation, but Sheetal was more interested in Arnav. Eventually, Khushi became distant from the conversation. She had even started to back away from the two and stood by their tree. Arnav had noticed and watched Khushi as she wrapped her arms around herself and stared at the lake.

Ending their conversation, Sheetal left and Arnav went to Khushi. He wrapped his arms around Khushi and was about to say something, when Khushi removed herself from his hold.

"I want to go home, Arnav," Khushi said lowly, looking down.

"But Khushi, we just-"

"Please? I want to go home."

Arnav could see that she wasn't in the mood and wondered why. He simply agreed and took Khushi home. When they got there, Khushi headed straight to her room once she had greeted Aryan. Aryan looked at Arnav confusedly and Arnav could only shrug. Following behind Khushi, he walked upstairs and into their room.

"Khushi, are you okay," Arnav asked, shutting the door behind him.

Khushi went to the wardrobe and took out her nightwear. "I'm fine."

But Arnav knew she wasn't. He walked towards her and turned her around. "You don't think I know when you're lying to me?"

Khushi looked up at him.

Arnav cupped her cheek. "What's wrong?"

Khushi looked away. "I don't like her."

Arnav let go and scrunched his eyebrows. "Who?"

"... Sheetal."

He sighed. "Is that what's bothering you? Khushi, it doesn't matter-"

"Yes it does! Arnav, I don't like her, but yet you were busy chatting her up."

"Chatting her up? She came up to us-"

"Wrong! She came up to you. You Arnav, not us."

"So-"

"So? Arnav I don't like her! She tried to break us Arnav, or do you not remember that?"

"Of course I remember that!"

"Well it doesn't seem like it."

"Oh? Then what does it seem like?"

"It seems like you get along perfectly with my worst my enemy!"

"Are you kidding me?!"

"You know what forget it! You only see the good in her, so why bother trying to explain anything to you? You're just gonna defend her anyways!"

"Khushi stop being immature! This is ridiculous!"

"Ridiculous? She tried to take you away from me! How am I being ridiculous?"

"Khushi I've had enough of this nonsense! This bullshit stops right now-!"

"Oh sure! She's the innocent one so you can't stand to hear me hating on her!"

"Khushi-"

"You know what, I'm done with this Arnav! I'm tired, so good night to you," and she turned away on her heels to go to the bathroom.

Slamming the door shut behind her, she leaned against the door and began to cry. She couldn't believe that they were fighting. This was their first fight ever! They had never gotten into a fight while they were dating, forgetting all the unnecessary drama that had happened in their lives. It upset Khushi that even now, even though they were married, even though Arnav was her's, Sheetal still managed to come in between them.

*~*

Aryan and Dai Ma both noticed the distance between the couple. The morning after their fight, both avoided each other when they could. At breakfast, they didn't say a word to each other. Arnav left to work without a sound, and Khushi disappeared into the kitchen, busying herself. Aryan and Dai Ma tried to find out what was going on and why, but the couple dodged them every time.

For a while they were distant. But within three days, the anger was gone. They began to miss each other and didn't want to fight each other, but they didn't want the other to know because they wanted the other to apologize.

Stubborn, I know. But then again that's why they're perfect for each other ;D

*~*

Khushi was in the middle of folding her clothes when she noticed the calendar from the corner of her eyes. She went up to it and her eyes slightly widened.

Oh no, she thought. My period is in a couple of days!

Khushi sat down on the edge of the bed and nibbled on her fingernails.

This is my first period with Arnav being home! I was lucky that he was in the city last month! How am I supposed to get by this without Arnav finding out?

She looked down at her fingers and stopped biting them. I can get through this... I know I can.

Unfortunately for Khushi, before she could even prepare herself from hiding the Red Dot factor from Arnav, Mother Nature came for an early visit, ruining her plans.

*~*

One evening, Arnav arrived home from the office. As he seated himself in the living room, a worker came with his tea. Arnav looked at him confusedly as the worker placed the tea before him.

"Where's Khushi?"

"She said she wasn't feeling well, so she's been upstairs all day."

Arnav nodded and the worker went back to his duties.

Not feeling well? Is she okay, Arnav wondered.

Leaving his tea, he went upstairs to their room. Upon entering, he saw Khushi in bed, under a blanket even though it was hot, reading a magazine. Her eyes darted up to him when he entered and went shooting right back to the magazine, using the magazine to cover her flustered face. Arnav scrunched his eyebrows and made his way over to her. He went to her side and Khushi moved the magazine so that she couldn't see him.

Arnav tilted his head. "Are you okay?"

"O-okay? Of course I'm okay! W-why wouldn't I-I be?"

"Cause you stuttered."

Khushi mentally cursed at herself.

Arnav sat down beside her. "Why are you under a blanket? Its hot today."

Khushi put the magazine down and folded her hands in her lap.

"Well...?"

"It's nothing Arnav. I feel cold so I'm under the blanket. What? I can't feel cold?"

Arnav made a face and rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

Getting up, he went to get his clothes and went into the bathroom. Once Arnav was inside, Khushi sighed in relief and looked down at her fingers entangled in her lap. She leaned and then shut her eyes to rest.

*~*

After a long, warm shower, Arnav came out, wearing nothing but his pjs, a towel in hand. When he came out, he glanced at Khushi and saw her sitting up, her hand at her tummy, eyes screwed shut and lips pursed, looking like she was in pain.

"Khushi?"

Arnav went over to Khushi and sat beside her. Khushi kept her eyes shut, biting her mouth shut.

"Khushi what's wrong," Arnav asked, cupping her cheeks in his hands.

But Khushi didn't reply and stayed in the same position.

"You mind telling me what's going on over here," Arnav asked, his voice louder than he meant it to be.

"It's just cramps," Khushi whispered.

"Cramps?"

"I'm on my period," Khushi whispered, having no time for embarrassment.

Arnav leaned back a little, astonished. He had never dealt with this kind of situation before. In some sort, it seemed kinda weird. But then again there was his cousin Lavanya and him, Akash, and NK used to tease her sometimes when she was on hers - it was just completely obvious to them because whenever she was on that time of the month, she would be grumpier and crankier than ever.

I wonder if Khushi also gets grumpy and cranky, Arnav wondered.

"Hold on a sec."

Arnav got up and headed out the room. Khushi scrunched her eyebrows and started at the door.

Where'd he go, she wondered.

A couple of minutes later, Arnav came back and Khushi's pain had lessened. She looked down at Arnav's hand and saw a water heat pack in his hand. He sat back down beside Khushi and she looked at him in surprise.

"Here, this should help," Arnav said softly.

Khushi just blinked, her confusion clear on her face.

"I remember NK complaining about how Lavanya once threw a tantrum because she couldn't find the water heat pack when she needed it for her cramps. He said that it helped her or something, so I thought...."

Khushi smiled softly. "Thank you."

Arnav nodded and looked down as Khushi placed the pack over her lower abdomen. She sighed and leaned back, shutting her eyes. Arnav turned to get up, when he felt Khushi reach out and grab his hand. He turned back to see her looking at him.

"Stay with me please," she asked.

Arnav nodded and moved beside her, wrapping his arm around her. Khushi snuggled into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder. Both sat there, completely quiet. Moments passed, when Khushi finally spoke.

"I'm sorry."

Arnav scrunched his eyebrows and glanced down at her. "For what?"

Khushi picked her head up, but looked down at her hands. "I shouldn't have acted that way with you the other night. I don't normally act like that because I'm not like that, but I understand now why I did it - I felt insecure."

Arnav cupped her face in his hands and tilted it up so she would look at him. "Khushi, there is nothing to feel insecure about. Sheetal is Sheetal and she... she's whatever. But at the end of the day, you're mine, and I'm yours. I married you because I love you, not her."

She held his hands and nodded.

"And I'm sorry as well."

Khushi looked up at him.

"I shouldn't have reacted the way I had. It's understandable why you would hate her - she nearly broke us and got you in big trouble."

Khushi caressed Arnav's cheek. "It's okay."

Khushi tilted her head up and met her lips with Arnav's. It was a sweet, soft kiss, displaying their apologies. Khushi gave him a smile and put her head back on Arnav's shoulder, sighing in content. They were quiet again for a moment, when a question popped into Arnav's head.

"Did you get your period last month?"

Khushi gaped at him. "Arnav!"

"What," he asked innocently. "I have a right to know these things too!"

Khushi went read. "What?"

"I'm sure I would've caught you cramping like this as well. So tell me, did you bleed last month?

Khushi looked away, completely embarrassed. "Yes," she said, her voice barely audible.

"When?"

"You were away."

Arnav frowned. "Huh, is that so?" He mentally tracked back of his schedule last month. "Was it then? No, probably... or was it when I- no, I don't think so."

Khushi gaped at him. "Arnav!"

"What?"

"You're unbelievable!"

"What did I do-"

"You're discussing my period with yourself!"

Arnav frowned again. "Well when you put it that way, it does actually sound weird."

Khushi hit her forehead. "DM, please help this man!"

"What the?"

She looked at him. "You're crazy!"

Arnav gasped dramatically, faking his astonishment. "Mrs. Raizada, I am appalled."

"Yeah? I'll show you appalled."

Khushi reached for her pillow and hit Arnav with it.

"Ah! What the- Khushi!"

Khushi giggled hard as she continued to hit Arnav with the pillow. Arnav held his arms above him, defending himself. He quickly grabbed a pillow and used that as a shield, Khushi laughing even harder.

Outisde in the hall, Aryan was walking by, when he heard Khushi laughing.

"Khushi, stop," he heard Arnav yell. "I surrender, I surrender! Just stop hitting me with the pillow."

"No way," Khushi laughed, and Aryan heard the smacks of the pillow.

Aryan smiled softly and looked up. It's a good to hear them like this. Thank you Shalini for bringing her into our lives.

Chapter Twenty Three

Arnav laid back in bed as Khushi read aloud to him:

"Are you sleeping with anyone?” 

The question was asked so casually it took a second to process what he’d said. 

I inhaled sharply. “Why is that any business of yours?” 

He looked at me and I saw what I’d seen the first time we’d met—tremendous power and steely control. Both of which had me taking an involuntary step back. Again. At least I didn't fall this time; I was making progress. 

“Because I want to fuck you, Eva. I need to know what’s standing in my way, if anything.” 

"What the," Arnav said, hearing that line.

"I know," Khushi gushed. "Isn't he so demanding?!"

Arnav cocked an eyebrow. "Angel, say what?"

Khushi giggled. "I think it's... cool, that Gideon is so demanding."

"Cool?"

"Yeah," she smiled, and she went back to her book.

Arnav just blinked. "Who are you and where's Khushi?"

Khushi put the book down and chuckled. "I'm right here Arnav, stop teasing me," and she went back to the book.

"I'm serious! I'm surprised you even read these books!"

Khushi looked up at him. "But why? You once saw me reading Fifty Shades Darker in the library."

"I did?"

Khushi looked side to side. "Yeah... you asked if the seat was taken while I was reading."

Arnav crossed his arms and went into thought. "Hmm... can't remember."

"I was blushing...?"

"Oh, now I remember," and he chuckled. "Well if the books make you blush, then you're too innocent for them baby," he teased.

"Oh please, I've read that series a good four times already."

Arnav's eyes widened. "Say what?!"

Khushi smiled and nodded. "Yerp," and she continued reading.

Arnav blinked. "Then that means... you know all about this stuff?"

"What stuff," she asked, not looking up.

"This... the sex."

Khushi looked up at him and saw the confusion on his face. Sighing, she bookmarked the page and put the book down and then turned to him. "Yes Arnav, I do know everything about sex."

"Then... all this time... when I asked you to stay calm and...?" Arnav was just too confused.

"Well... I mean I know about it, but doing it is different than knowing," Khushi said softly.

"Uh... huh...."

Khushi pursed her lips and slightly shrugged. "Does it bother you," she asked softly.

Arnav shook his head. "No.... I just thought... I didn't think you'd know about this stuff. But it does rather explain some things."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "Explain what?"

Arnav smirked and came over her. "Why you're so kinky in bed," and he winked.

Khushi gasped and blushed. She slapped him on his chest and Arnav laughed. He buried his face in her neck and held her tightly to him as he laid back down. Khushi just smiled and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Khushi," he said into her neck.

"Hmm?"

"Since you do know everything about sex...."

"Yeah...?"

Arnav looked up at her. "Then you know what a man wants right?"

"Um...?"

Arnav sat up. "Come on, I now know that you should know."

Khushi sat up as well, but she didn't look at him. She had a good feeling she knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Well..."

Khushi looked at him and saw his signature smirk dancing on his lips. "Um...."

Arnav wagged his eyebrows and Khushi giggled.

"Yes, Arnav, I think I do know what a man wants," she giggled.

"And...?"

"And... I dunno," she blushed.

Arnav smiled lightly. His angel really was something. He moved her so that she was sitting on his lap. "Would you do it?"

Khushi had his hands in hers and was playing with his fingers. "I dunno,"she said softly.

"Are you scared," he asked softly.

Khushi shook her head.

"Then?"

Khushi clasped each of their hands together. "I... I'm... okay, I'm scared," she admitted.

"Why?"

Khushi loosened her grip on his hands. "Of not satisfying you,"she nearly whispered.

Khushi tried to release her hands, but Arnav tightened his hold.

"What do you mean," Arnav asked, astonished.

Khushi didn't say anything but just looked at their hands.

"Khushi, look at me."

But Khushi didn't move.

"Look at me angel."

Khushi slowly looked up at him.

"I don't want you to ever think something like that again. I love you and that's all that matters. No one is ever the best at anything and we always learn. Don't think that you're not capable of doing something, be it whatever it is. You have to try first. If you're good, then great! But if not, there's always improvement."

Khushi looked down.

Releasing their hands, Arnav cupped her cheeks. "Do you love me?"

Khushi looked at him. "Of course!"

Arnav smiled. "Then that's all that matters."

Khushi smiled lightly and then hugged Arnav. She rested her head on Arnav's shoulder, holding onto him. Arnav smiled and held onto his angel, running his hand up and down on her back. They stayed that way for a while until it was getting late. They both laid down and Khushi snuggled into Arnav's chest, both holding each other as they fell asleep.

*~*

Their honeymoon soon came to an end and their love was greater than ever. When they got back to Raizada mansion, Aryan was ecstatic to see his children home. School soon began and like Aryan said, Khushi went back to school. The Raizada couple were the talk of the school. Everyone waited on the first day back, just to see the newlywed couple. They came arriving together on Arnav's motorcycle, Khushi holding onto her husband, sitting behind him. They walked in together and all eyes were on them.

Throughout the day, people came to them and congratulated them. Among them was Viren, who had accepted it and was happy for his friend. He even began to be nice to Khushi and they got along quite well. Viren even apologized for being a jerk to her, but Khushi didn't mind at all.

But, one person on campus was not ready to accept this.

Sheetal fumed as she watched the newlywed couple throughout the day. She couldn't believe a poor little girl like Khushi was married to The Arnav Singh Raizada. It absolutely disgusted her and she could not tolerate it at all.

Fortunately for her, the year came rapidly to an end and before they even knew it, they had all graduated. On the day of graduation, Aryan and Dai Ma both came to see Arnav and Khushi graduate. Aryan was proud to see both his son and daughter graduating together.

This of course meant a party.

That evening, a small party was thrown for the family. Akash and NK's families were in town, so everyone came over to celebrate.

"Congrats Nanav," NK said as he went to his brother upon his arrival.

"Thank you. Now what's the deal," Arnav said.

Khushi was beside Arnav and scrunched her eyebrows. "Deal?"

"Of course. He came to me first thing - something is definitely up."

"Oh please Nanav," NK said, "I can be happy for you right."

"True, but only when you're up to something."

NK made a face as Seema came over.

"You're right Bhai, he is."

"Wifey," NK whined, but Seema laughed.

"Well whatever it is, it's not happening," Arnav declared.

"What-? But Nanav, you haven't even-"

"I don't need to NK; you have to many crazy ideas. It's not happening."

Akash came in and placed an arm over NK's shoulder. "Don't be depressed bro, you'll live."

"Now that you're here, I won't be," NK flirted.

"Paws off my man," Payal said, as she came over with Lavanya.

"You're lucky - I've seen it happening since I was born," Lavanya complained.

The night went on, everyone having fun and enjoying a lovely dinner. It was definitely an enjoyable night, and Khushi felt blessed to have in laws- no, a family like this.

*~*

As time went on, Khushi learned the rules and the ways of the house. She had quickly adapted in and never for a moment did she ever feel she wasn't at home. She had love surrounding her, from Aryan's fatherly love to Arnav's naughty hubby love - everything was amazing!

Arnav had gotten busy with work, brnaching out his company. A branch had recently been opened in the main city, so Arnav would go away now and then, spending a few days there, just to help the place start up and stay in tact. It would bother Khushi, since she couldn't have her husband with her, but their love wasn't any less.

Whenever Arnav was around, love and passion was always in the air. One thing that was always there was the sex. Almost every other night, the two couldn't resist each other and were busy in love-making. Not for a second were their hands off of each other, and Khushi absolutely loved it. She was very happy, something she hadn't been her whole life.

Eventually, the branch at the city was settled, and Arnav could stay home. He worked at the office in town and got consumed in work. Khushi too was busy with housework, Dai Ma falling sick with a very bad fever. Khushi was busy taking care of the whole house, that when Arnav was home, she didn't have time for him. At night, Khushi was too tired so Arnav couldn't even spend the night with her. But, whenever Khushi got a moment to spare, Arnav was busy with work and couldn't give her any time at all.

Arnav wasn't liking it one bit. He wanted to spend time with Khushi, just like they used before they got married. He didn't want things to change just because they were married now. Dai Ma had eventually gotten better and Khushi had got more time on her hand.

Arnav had come home from work and was sitting in the living room, loosening his tie. Khushi came in with his tea and placed it down on the table in front of him

"Khushi, we're going out tonight," Arnav said.

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "Where?"

Arnav stood up and went in front of her. "On a date."

"A date? But we don't date anymore, we're married."

"So? I can still take you out on a date."

"True... but there's work to be done at home and-"

"I don't wanna hear any of that, I'm taking you out," he declared.

"But Arnav-"

Arnav caught her by her wrist and pulled her into him. Khushi looked at him wide eyed, and tried to free herself.

"Arnav-"

"I haven't had moment with you in so long baby. We've both been busy and I want to spend time with you."

Khushi sighed. "I want to spend time with you too, Arnav."

"Then it's settled, I'm taking you out."

"But Arnav-"

"But nothing Khushi. We're going out and that's final. Okay?"

Khushi sighed. "Okay, happy?"

Arnav smiled. "Very much."

Chapter Twenty Two

Khushi hummed as she fixed the bed. It was a beautiful, sunny day and Khushi was exceptionally happy. Why wouldn't she be after all the sensations her husband made her feel the night before?

Khushi glanced up and saw Arnav on the phone, talking to someone from the office. They had just woken up and were in the middle of making out when Arnav's phone rang. Although Arnav wanted to ignore it, Khushi insisted on him taking the call. Especially when it rang for the fourth time, which really ticked Arnav off. Since then, Arnav had been stuck on the phone.

Khushi finished making the bed and went towards Arnav and placed a hand on his shoulder. Arnav turned and looked at her and Khushi pointed out, indicating that she was going to the kitchen. Arnav nodded and kissed her forehead, making Khushi smile, and she left. She headed towards the kitchen and started to work on breakfast. Looking at the time, she blushed, the clock reading five minutes to one.

Who has breakfast at this time, she said in her head. If we were at home... that's embarrassing, she blushed.

Out of nowhere, Arnav came around her and hugged her from behind. "What's my wifey blushing about," he asked as he helped Khushi mix the pancake batter.

Khushi looked up at him. "Nothing," she quickly said.

"Now, now wifey, you know you shouldn't hide things from me," Arnav said as he dipped his finger in the batter.

"Really?"

"Mm hmm," and he placed his finger on her nose, smearing her nose with the batter, causing Khushi to recoil.

"Arnav!"

Khushi picked up the dish towel and wiped her nose as Arnav chuckled. She pouted and threw the towel at Arnav, but Arnav just chuckled as he grabbed it. Khushi huffed and went back to mixing the batter.

Arnav came from behind again. "I'm sorry," he pouted.

Khushi glanced at him. "It's okay," and she quickly dipped her fingers in the batter and turned to smear it on his face.

Arnav backed away, but not fast enough as Khushi got it on his face. Khushi giggled away as Arnav gaped at her. He wiped his face clean and made a face that read this means war and Khushi placed her hands on her hips.

"Bring it," she said confidently.

In a flash, Arnav dashed towards her, but Khushi ran. The two went running around the house, Khushi laughing away, as well as Arnav. They got to the living room and Khushi went running behind the sofa as Arnav stood in front of it.

"Khushi, I'm gonna get you, so you might as well give up," Arnav said.

"Doubt it. I'm pretty fast," Khushi smiled.

"So confident, hmm?"

Khushi shrugged. "Can't help it. I do have a naughty little brother, after all."

"Ah, of course. All trained up, are we?"

Khushi stood proudly. "Of course," she mocked in pride.

"Well it won't be of any use," and he went after her.

Khushi shrieked and ran out to the beach. Arnav wasn't so far behind, but Khushi wasn't giving up that easily. They ran along the warm sand, the sun shining brightly on them, the water splashing as they ran across it. Khushi was starting to run out of breath and looked back to see Arnav slowing down to catch his own breath.

"Oh come on Arnav," she hollered. "You're not that tired are you?"

Arnav came to a total stop and had his hands on his knees. He didn't reply, causing Khushi to wonder.

"Arnav?"

He didn't reply and went kneeling down into the sand, his hand over his chest, face down, huffing.

Khushi's concern grew. "Arnav?!"

Khushi ran over to Arnav and came to her knees in front of him. Arnav had his eyes tightly shut as he gripped his shirt above his heart. His jaw was tight, him clenching his teeth really hard.

"Arnav? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Arnav didn't reply, his eyes tightly screwed shut.

"Arnav? What is it it? Is it hurting? Arnav? Please say something! Arnav?! Oh please, oh please, be okay! Arnav-"

Out of nowhere, Arnav reached out and grabbed her, rolling her over and placing her beneath him, on the sand. Khushi gasped as Arnav smirked cockily at him.

"Told you I'd get you," he smirked.

Khushi gaped at Arnav. From the way Arnav was acting, Khushi thought he was having a heart attack or something, but he faked it! Khushi clenched her teeth and roughly pushed him away. Arnav was blown away by her actions and watched as Khushi huffed and got up, walking away from him. Arnav then realized his mistake. The look Khushi had on her face showed that she was really scared and really concerned.

Getting up, Arnav called out to her. "Khushi!"

But Khushi didn't stop and continued walking back towards the house. Arnav started to run after her, following Khushi back into the house.

"Khushi, sweetheart, I'm sorry," Arnav said as he reached her.

But Khushi didn't reply and continued to walk away. Arnav reached out and grabbed her by her arm and turned her towards him and gasped. Khushi's face was stained with tears, tears still flowing down her cheeks.

"Oh baby," Arnav said softly, and pulled her to him.

Khushi rebelled, trying to push him away, but she soon gave up, knowing his strength was no match for her. Instead she clutched onto his shirt and cried into his chest. Arnav knew then that he messed up big time. He didn't think Khushi would react this way! Slowly withdrawing, Arnav tilted Khushi's face up so she would look at him. At the sight of her tears, his heart clenched and he wiped her tears away.

"I'm so sorry baby," Arnav said softly. "I didn't think you would cry or-"

"Do you have any idea how scared I got," Khushi yelled.

Arnav's eyes widened in shock. He had never heard Khushi this angry before.

"Do you have any idea how worried I was?! Did you think it was funny?! Dammit Arnav, if something had happened to you.... I thought I was going to lose you," she said, and the tears came flowing down again.

Arnav shushed her and kissed her tears away. He felt guilty for hurting her this way. "I'm sorry angel," he said softly.

Khushi sniffled. "It's okay," she replied softly.

She hugged him and Arnav held her tightly. He looked at her and wondered what he did in his life to deserve an angel like her. He looked out the window and up at the sky. In that instant, he knew who had sent her in his life. At that moment, Khushi pulled away and saw him smiling as he looked out at the beautiful, clear blue sky.

"Um, Arnav... what are you looking at," she asked.

"Not looking," he said. "Thanking."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows and Arnav looked at her. He placed a kiss on her forehead, making Khushi melt.

He cupped her face and smiled lightly. "I was thanking my mom for bringing you into my life."

Khushi felt her heart bloom as she looked into his eyes. It was one of the sweetest things he had ever said to her. Smiling with tears in her eyes, she hugged him again and Arnav held his angel to his heart, never wanting to let go of her again.

Chapter Twenty One

The couple continued to spend their time on the island, love surrounding them. They had spent about the whole week there. Khushi was standing out on the patio, watching the sunset. Arnav joined her and held her around her waist and nuzzled her shoulder.

"Enjoying the view," Arnav murmured.

Khushi nodded. "You?"

"I like what I'm seeing now," Arnav smiled.

Khushi giggled. "You're such a flirt."

Arnav chuckled as well and kissed her on the cheek. "You like this place?"

"Yeah... I do. Its really pretty here. And the sunset is just amazing!"

Arnav smiled. "Do you want to stay here another night? Or a week?"

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "I don't know, actually. What do you think?"

"Anywhere you go, I'll go."

Khushi smiled. "You're so sweet."

Arnav tightened his grip, pulling her closer to him. "But I'm serious."

Khushi sighed and rested her head back against his shoulder. "To be honest, I don't know if I want to leave yet. Being here, its just the two of us, alone and away from the rest of the world. Like this is our own little world." She smiled. "And I like it like that."

"Oh really," Arnav teased, cocking his eyebrow.

Khushi turned in his hold and wrapped her arms around Arnav's neck. "I like being with you," she said, blushing and looking down.

Arnav smiled lightly and nuzzled her cheek. "I like being with you too, babe."

Khushi hugged Arnav and rested her head against his chest. "I just want to be with you Arnav. Only you, away from the world."

Arnav cupped Khushi's face and made her look at him. "I'm all yours baby, that is, under one condition..."

Khushi looked at him wide eyed.

"... you have to be all mine," Arnav winked.

Khushi gaped, blushing slightly, and hit him on his chest with her tiny fist. "Arnav don't do that!!"

Arnav chuckled and pulled her in, Khushi trying to push him away from him, but Khushi just gave up, unable to break from his strength.

"I'm just teasing you Khushi. I'm only yours - no one else's."

"Better be," Khushi huffed.

Arnav caressed her cheek and tilted her face up. "Is my Khushi being bold?"

Khushi knew he was teasing her again and she took the moment to push away from him and huffed to their room. Arnav only chuckled and followed her into their room. When Khushi got inside, she gruffly sighed and sat at the corner of the bed. She crossed her arms as she slightly pouted.

Arnav thought she looked adorable. For a moment, he couldn't believe that Khushi was really his - that this angel was really his. But with her one pouty glance at him, reassurance was there without a doubt. Arnav walked into the room and approached her, while Khushi turned away, looking out to the island. 

Arnav crouched before her, but Khushi wouldn't look. He held his ears and pouted. "Sorry," he said sweetly. 

Khushi glanced at him and then looked back at him in horror. She grabbed his hands and pulled them away from his ears, shaking her head. "Don't do that Arnav!"

"If it gets you to forgive me, then I'll do it-"

"Don't say that," Khushi said, covering his mouth. "I could never be that angry at you."

"Promise?"

Khushi stood up, taking Arnav with her. She hugged him tightly, snuggling into his chest. "Promise."

Arnav smiled. What an angel, he said in his head. "I love you Khushi."

Khushi played with the buttons of his shirt. "Was there ever any doubt?"

Arnav gaped and looked at his wife. Khushi blushed and Arnav couldn't help but to shake his head as he chuckled. Khushi pouted again, but Arnav just pulled her in and hugged her tightly, swaying her left and right. 

*~*

After a nice, intimate dinner, Arnav and Khushi headed to bed. Khushi was tired, but Arnav wasn't. There was something he wanted to do, and it was something he'd been craving since their arrival to the island - not even: since he got her. He wanted to do it now, while they were still away, cause earlier, Arnav and Khushi were talking to Aryan and Khushi got sad and she later asked Arnav to go home, and Arnav being Arnav, couldn't deny his angel at all. 

Arnav had two days, but he wouldn't risk it. He wanted to try it now, and so he would. He was sitting on the bed, thinking of a plan, when Khushi came out of the bathroom, all ready for bed. 

"Arnav? Is everything alright," she asked. 

Arnav looked up at Khushi. She was looking down at him in confusion, wearing a red babydoll.

Arnav gazed away at Khushi. She looked stunning in the babydoll, not to mention sexy and irresistible. Khushi looked at him in confusion, when she noticed how he was looking at her. She looked down at herself and began to feel uncomfortable. Although she had been dressing like this at night for the past few days, she still felt uneasy. It was his gaze that made her feel that way - the intensity in his eyes that went right through her.

Khushi stood their awkwardly and Arnav noticed her unease.

Such a beautiful, innocent angel, he said in his head.

*Mature Content Ahead*

Arnav stood up and wrapped his arms around Khushi's waist. Khushi looked down as she held his arms. Arnav continued to look at her, making Khushi blush.

"Arnav," Khushi said in a low voice, "why are you looking at me like that?"

"Can't I," Arnav replied, his voice hoarse.

Khushi looked up at him. His gaze was still on her and the two were stuck in gaze. Arnav's crave was increasing and he wanted her more than ever. Arnav brought his hand up and placed it through her hair. Khushi shut her eyes as he tipped her head back, exposing her neck. He leaned in and was about a centimeter away from her neck, when he whispered "can't I?"

"Yes," Khushi breathed.

Arnav smiled and kissed her below her ear. Khushi let out a sigh, making Arnav smile even more. He began to suck on her neck, making Khushi tighten her hold. He bit down and Khushi cried out.

"Arnav," she moaned.

"I love you, Khushi," Arnav whispered. "I need to have you right now."

Khushi nodded. "Yes," she breathed.

Arnav tilted her chin and kissed her. He laid her down and came over her. Khushi gazed into Arnav's eyes, wondering what he'd do tonight. He always managed to surprise her and Khushi enjoyed every bit of it.

Arnav kissed her passionately, taking her breath away. He let go and looked down at her. "Are you wearing a thong?"

Khushi turned redder than she already was. She gaped at him, shocked that he could just ask her such an intimate question to her without any hesitation. "What," she breathed.

"Are you wearing a thong," he repeated, smirking lightly to his wife's blush.

Khushi's eyes were wide disks. "Do you have any shame," she squeaked, still breathless from their kiss.

Arnav gave a devilish smile. "Nope."

Khushi's jaw dropped and she looked away.

Arnav couldn't help but to chuckle and nuzzled her cheek. "Only around you angel," he whispered.

Khushi blushed and looked at him. "Only?"

"Only," he smiled.

Khushi daringly reached up and caressed his hair, entangling her fingers within. Arnav smiled, loving how daring Khushi was being. An act from her was a big step for his angel, even the slightest things - but no matter what, he loved it.

Arnav reached down and kissed her once more. "So are you," he smirked.

Khushi blushed and looked down. "... no...."

Arnav gaped at her. "You're not?"

Khushi shook her head. "... nope," she blushed.

Arnav just looked at her. "Is this my wife, or is this someone else?"

Khushi pouted. "Why? Can't I be daring too?"

"Well..."

"Well?"

Arnav smiled and kissed her again. "Of course you can." He kissed her again. "And I absolutely love it.

Khushi smiled timidly.

"But..."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "But?"

A glint appeared in his eyes. "I need to reward you now," he winked.

Khushi blushed and turned away, knowing what his intentions were. The only question was how?

"What are you going to do," she whispered. 

Arnav caressed her face and made her look at him. "Something new, something different."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "Really?"

"Yes angel." He took her hands in his and kissed them. "Just stay calm and relax - 'kay baby?"

Khushi nodded and kissed his hands. "I trust you."

That was all Arnav needed to do what he was about to do. He kissed her on her forehead and slowly kissed his way down. He traced down from her nose, her lips, chin, neck, breasts, and stomach. Khushi was squirming through it all an she wanted more. Arnav continued to go down, brushing the babydoll up. Khushi was lost in bliss, when she realized that his lips were hovering over her femininity.

"Arnav-"

She tried to sit up, when she felt Arnav lick his tongue down there. Khushi paused and gasped. She had never felt something like this, ever before. Her breathing was harsher than before and her chest heaved. Arnav looked up at Khushi and Khushi could only look at him wide eyed. Arnav continued to look at her and licked her again. Khushi shut her eyes and gripped the sheets beneath her. 

"Arnav," she whispered.

Arnav came up and kissed her softly. "Do you trust me," he murmured against her lips. 

"More than myself," she replied. 

Arnav smiled softly and laid her back down, making sure her head was on a pillow. "Just relax for me baby, that's all," he smiled softly. 

Khushi nodded.

Arnav gave her one more kiss before he went back down. One second he was hovering over her lips, the next, his tongue was on her. Khushi moaned out loud as Arnav continued his torture. When he felt her grasp his hair, he knew he was doing well. His ministrations continued and he knew she was building. Khushi felt herself starting to build and wasn't sure how she felt about it. She wanted it, yes, but to "explode" on his mouth...?

Arnav felt Khushi tug on his hair, trying to push him away. Arnav smirked and held into her legs so she couldn't close him away, and continued his doings. Khushi let out a strangled moan and tossed her head back. 

"Arnav... Arnav please... Arnav- ah!"

Her sounds were music to his ears and that's all he could care about. Her pleasure was all that mattered and he wanted her to feel on top of the world. Arnav knew she was getting close so he moved a hand back and inserted a finger within her. Khushi gasped and looked and saw Arnav looking at her with gleaming eyes. She groaned and tossed her head back, when Arnav withdrew his finger. 

"Arnav," Khushi mewled. 

"Don't worry baby," he whispered against her womanhood, and he blew on it, making Khushi squirm. 

Arnav inserted two fingers inside, making Khushi moan in pleasure. Arnav moved his fingers as his tongue did its work. Khushi clutched onto the pillow she was resting her head on and bit her lip. 

"Arnav, please... I can't...."

"Cum for me baby," he whispered against her, "cum for me hard baby," and he nuzzled her clit. 

Khushi moaned out really loud and clutched the sheets really hard. "Mmmmmm... Arnav! Arnav- oh my!"

Arnav sucked hard on her clit once more before letting go and he sat up to look at her, his fingers still at work. He watched his wife breath really harshly, her chest heaving as her knuckles turned white from how tightly she was holding the sheets. 

"Let go baby," Arnav whispered. "Cum for me."

Khushi opened her eyes and looked at Arnav. She gazed into his raw-passionate, intense eyes, loving what he was doing to her. 

"Cum for me angel," Arnav breathed. "Cum for me."

Khushi moaned and Arnav knew she was nearly there. He curved his fingers and hit her g-spot, causing Khushi to cry out, arch her back and explode. Arnav felt her release and groaned, loving her warmth and wetness on his fingers. Khushi collapsed, her body flat on the bed, her chest heaving as she breathed. She shut her eyes to catch her breath and Arnav brought his fingers out. When she looked at him, she saw him suck on the two fingers that were just within her. Khushi went crimson and hid her face with another pillow. Arnav chuckled and tried to get the pillow off of her, but Khushi refused. The two laughed, when Arnav finally removed the pillow by tickling her. Khushi looked away and Arnav chuckled and kissed her.

"Don't worry baby," Arnav whispered, "there's more," and he tilted his pelvis. 

Khushi gasped as she felt him at her abdomen. The night was yet to continue ;)