Chapter Forty Two

Time went on and all was well in the Raizada household. Khushi eventually started going back to work at AR as Arnav needed her and needed her. Again, Khushi had said that she needed to focus on the housework and help Shalini out, but Shalini convinced her to go to work with Arnav, as well as Aryan. Eventually Khushi gave in and she went back to work, Arnav thanking his parents for this.

However Aryan secretly thanked Arnav because now that he had Shalini home alone, he could work home more often and get very distracted. Of course his wife would find this very funny, calling him a rabbit for being such a teenager, but Aryan didn't care. After all, he did have 15 years of making love to make up for, which only caused Shalini to laugh more, only to be cut off by her own gasps or moans.

Shalini clutched onto her husband's hair, her head lolling back. "Aryan," she gasped.

Aryan rested his head on his wife's breasts as he continued to thrust into her.

Shalini felt her body build, ready to give in to that fantastic feeling. Aryan could feel it as well, so he laid his wife down on his desk and gazed down at her. Shalini had her head to the side, pleasure taking control of her. Aryan nuzzled her neck, whispering sweet nothings to her. Her body continued to rise, and then she was there, ready to give in. With a cry, she hit her climax, her body arching off of Aryan's desk just as Aryan grunted out, releasing into her.

The two gazed at each other as they came down from their high, Shalini's hands still entangled in Aryan's hair. She had him rest his head on her chest as the two continued to calm down.

Shalini felt Aryan smile. "You have to admit..."

She looked down at him as he looked up at her.

"... it just gets better with age."

Shalini giggled and Aryan gazed away at her with a smile. Suddenly she stopped, feeling a twitch within her.

Her lips formed into an o as her eyebrows shot up. "Again?"

Aryan smirked devilishly.

"You're insatiable," she tried to mock.

However she desired him as well, and it was evident as her body reacted to him, causing Aryan to groan and pull back. "And so are you," and thrusted back into her.

Shalini gasped. "It's getting late," she said as Aryan pulled back.

Thrust! "Let it."

Shalini pursed her lips as Aryan pulled back. "But your work-"

Thrust! "Nothing to worry about."

Shalini bit her lip and Aryan pulled back once more. "But-"

Thrust! "But nothing."

Shalini whimpered as Aryan pulled back. "But the kids-"

Thrust! "They're adults, they can sort themselves out."

"Aryan-"

Aryan pulled back and thrust into her, causing her to cry out. He hovered over her, bringing his face closer to hers.

"The boy was quite annoying when he was younger, always ruining my moments by barging in through the door."

He pulled back and thrusted deeper.

"I won't let that stop me now."

Shalini gasped. "Don't you have any shame?"

Aryan thrusted into her. "No."

Shalini moaned, tossing her head back. She slowly opened her eyes and looked into her husband's eyes.

"What if Chote came walking in- ah!"

Aryan had her breast in his mouth, teasing her nipple before biting it. "Don't jinx it Jaanemaan."

"Aryan-"

"Hush Jaanemaan. Don't think of it."

"But- oh fuck!"

Aryan smirked devilishly. "There she is," he teased. "I was wondering where my minx was hiding."

Shalini looked into Aryan's eyes, a fierceness now formed within hers. She slowly picked herself up and sat on the desk while one hand remained entangled in Aryan's hair.

"Let me pleasure you," Shalini said softly, tracing her free hand over her husbands chest.

Though they were much older now, her husband clearly didn't let age be a factor and kept his body in shape, appearing younger than his age. And thanks to Ahana, Shalini was kept in good shape, causing her to look young for her age as well.

Without another word, Aryan picked her up, keeping their bodies connected, and sat down in his chair, having his wife straddle him. Placing both hands in Aryan's hair, Shalini lifted herself and slowly began to ride her husband. Gradually, her speed built up and both were panting, their mouths on each other, wanting the other very badly.

"Aryan," Shalini whispered.

Aryan understood immediately and picked them up and placed her flat against the large window behind them. He thrusted into her deeply and fast, and both came with a cry. Their lips collided as they came down from their high and held onto each other.

"That was incredible," Shalini gasped and Aryan couldn't help but to chuckle.

He kissed her once more before reaching down to pick up their clothes. He placed them on his desk and pulled on his pants as Shalini sat down in Aryan's chair to catch her breath and calm her crazy heart.

"Promise me," Shalini began, "that we'll do that again."

Aryan chuckled and tilted her chin up. "Of course Jaanemaan-"

Suddenly the door opened and Arnav came walking in, looking down at his phone.

"Dad I- what the f-?!"

Khushi came walking behind. "Arnav don't just- oh my," she said, covering her lips with her hand.

As soon as the door had opened, Aryan had quickly turned his chair so that they didn't see Shalini naked. However the pile of clothes on Aryan's desk was proof of what had happened for Khushi; and Aryan being shirtless with his belt hanging open and button undone was way more than enough proof for Arnav.

"Do you still not know how to knock Chote," Aryan boomed.

"Aryan," Shalini scolded.

"I... er-"

"Bye," Khushi said quickly, cutting Arnav off as she ran out the room.

"Er, deuces," and Arnav dashed out.

Aryan shook his head and glanced down at his wife as she quickly reached over for her blouse and petticoat, and put them on.

"I can't believe that happened," Shalini exclaimed, her face red with embarrassment.

"What? It's not like it's the first time this has happened."

"He was young," she scowled, putting on her sari.

"And he's not scarred. So?"

"Aryan-!"

The door opened and Arnav popped his head in. "You guys are rabbits," he teased and he dashed off.

Shalini smacked her forehead. "Hai DM!"

Aryan shook his head. "He'll never grow up."

"Well it's one thing with him, but what about Khushi? She probably thinks-"

"That we love each other very much and want to spend time together."

"But-"

Aryan caressed her face and pulled her close to him. "But nothing Jaanemaan."

Shalini sighed and rested her head against his chest. "Fine."

But she still couldn't help but to wonder what Khushi was thinking of her.

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"Well that was embarrassing," Arnav laughed.

"I can't believe I just barged in there like that! What must Ammu think of me," Khushi exclaimed.

"Khushi, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Yes I did, I should have knocked before entering the room!"

"Khushi I was the one barged in. You were the one trying to stop me."

"I know but I still should have knocked! That would have saved the embarrassment of them... mingling," and she blushed hard.

Arnav couldn't help himself but to chuckle. "What can I say? The Raizada's fuck like rabbits and are a bunch of horndogs," he smiled proudly.

"Arnav," Khushi scolded.

"What," he said innocently. "You're a Raizada too, and you have to admit that you aren't anything less yourself," he winked, causing Khushi to blush harder.

Arnav chuckled and laid back on their bed, resting his folded hands behind his head. "We Raizada's are something else."

"Har dee har har," Khushi mocked, but Arnav simply winked.

Later that day when both Shalini and Khushi saw each other in the kitchen, they were red with embarrassment, but then laughed it off. 

After all what harm could possibly be done for being so in love?