Chapter Seventeen

"Oh my gosh, what a night!"

"Seriously," Payal agreed with Sheetal.

Payal, Seema, and Sheetal entered Sheetal's room and Sheetal plopped back onto her bed.

"It's nights like these that always makes everyone go insane," she sighed.

"Ditto," Payal said, plopping down beside her.

"Though I'd say it's different types of insanity for everyone," Seema smirked as she sat down in front of Sheetal's vanity.

Both Sheetal and Payal picked themselves up and leaned on their elbows.

"How so," Payal asked.

"Well there's those stupid teenagers going crazy, hanging their cocks out at the sight of any girl, so that's one type of insanity," Sheetal said.

"And the girls who are older than us are putting their claws on those guys, feeling the urge to feel young again. They go insane whenever young customers come," Seema said.

"Well they're not that young, they're legally adults," Payal said.

"Eighteen years old, so what?! They're still like fucking teenagers."

"Amen to that," Sheetal muttered.

"While nights like these do get crazy thanks to those youngsters, it sucks for us," Seema frowned.

"I think the older girls will highly disagree," she said, noticing one of the older girls taking a customer with her from her window.

Seema snorted. "Please, they're just desperate to feel like our age again. They know they're losing their touch."

"Seriously," Payal frowned. "And they're nothing like us. Some of them still don't even know how to handle a cock, forget a pussy."

"Didn't one girl say she didn't want female customers," Sheetal asked

"Yeah, and Malkeen got super pissed," Seema said.

"Oh damn."

"Well forget her," Payal exclaimed. "Almost all of the older girls, if not all, are getting action tonight. I want some too," she pouted.

"Would you like an 18 year old to shove his cock in you," Seema asked arching her eyebrow.

"No fucking way! They hardly have any experience."

"Yet the older girls love them," Sheetal chuckled. "But then again they feel like they're giving those young ones a lesson."

"Who fucking cares," Payal frowned. "I need attention.

"I bet you do," Sheetal smirked before kissing her softly.

"Don't tease me," Payal frowned.

"Oh? But it's always so fun to do so," Seema said, walking over to them.

Payal scowled at her as Seema took off her clothes. "It most certainly is no fun, not to me."

"Oh? Is that so," Sheetal teased, getting up and moving behind Seema.

Sheetal took off her clothes and reached around Seema, cupping her breasts and kneading them while she pressed her beasts against Seema's back.

Payal shot up and crossed her arms. "Hey! I said I was the one who needed attention."

Both Seema and Sheetal chuckled while Payal frowned. Before the girl could say another word, both Seema and Sheetal removed her clothes off of her body, covering her lips with theirs. Once her clothes were off, they pushed her back and Payal landed on the bed.

"You're in desperate need of attention," Sheetal teased, running her finger through Payal's wet folds.

Payal moaned as Seema crawled over the bed. "Very desperate," she teased, and took Payal's nipple in her mouth.

"Mm, you guys are the worst," Payal panted.

Both Seema and Sheetal smirked at each other. Moving over her, Seema sat on Payal's face, feeling her tongue teasing her. Payal moaned into her as Sheetal placed her mouth on Payal, pleasuring her. Seema writhed, kneading Payal's breasts. Payal moaned into Seema, causing her to sway her hips urgently. She grasped onto her waist to still her, while waving her own hips against Sheetal's mouth.
Running her tongue through her wet folds one more time, Sheetal let go of her and moved up. She moved her leg and placed her pussy on Payal's, and began to gyrate her hips. She reached out to Seema and placed her lips over hers, circling her tongue and taking over her mouth. Seema moaned into her mouth and Sheetal moaned as well, shaking her hips urgently against Payal.

Beneath them, they heard Payal squeal. They knew that she was close, so Sheetal moved her hips faster, Seema grabbing Sheetal's waist and urging her forward. Payal moaned and mewled against Seema, unable to take it. Seema gyrated her hips as well, making Payal moan even more. Within seconds, she came apart, crying into Seema's pussy.

Seema moved off of her and kissed her, Payal still coming down from her high. Sheetal slowed her movement and took Payal's nipple in her mouth, teasing and licking it. Payal pulled away from Seema and took Sheetal's lips in her own, nibbling on her lower lip. She turned them over and climbed over her, sitting on her face. Sheetal moaned into her as she licked her, tasting her release. Seema moved between Sheetal's legs and placed her mouth on her, stilling her when she swayed her hips.

Payal squeezed her breasts and kneaded them as she swayed her hips, enjoying Sheetal's tongue. Sheetal moaned as Seema inserted her finger within her. When she curved her finger and hit that sweet spot, Sheetal cried out but it was muffled by Payal. Payal began to sway her hips faster, ready for another release. Sheetal was ready for her release as well and in an instant, both hit their high together.

Moving off of her, Sheetal breathed heavily as Payal went to Seema and kissed her. With her breath back, Sheetal moved to Seema and took her nipple in her mouth, teasing her. Keeping her distracted with her kiss, Payal entered her finger within Seema's folds. She let out a cry, which was muffled by Payal's lips. Sheetal straddled Seema and began to gyrate her hips on her, earning her another moan from Seema's mouth as she took her other breast into her mouth, Payal having moved to her neck.
Seema was close, and her grunts and cries were proof of it. Sheetal moved her hugs quicker and Payal fingered her faster, curving it to hit that sweet spot in a matter of seconds, Seema came with a cry, which were instantly muffled by Sheetal's lips.

Breathless, Seema let go and landed flat on her back, Payal laying down beside her, Sheetal sprawled over her.

"Well that was fantastic," Payal grinned.

The other girls chuckled as well and reached over to kiss her.

"Mmm, you know what's strange?"

Both Seema and Sheetal looked at her curiously.

"Normally at events like these, Dhruv Saab shows up. Why didn't he this time? Especially after his last visit?"

The two thought about it, finding it strange as well that Dhruv wasn't here.

"Maybe he's plotting," Seema said, running her fingers through Sheetal's hair.

"Do you really think so," Sheetal asked.

Seema nodded. "After what he said last time, I have a feeling he is."

"But will he actually go through with it," Payal asked. "We all know very well that Dhruv Saab doesn't exactly do much."

"That is true," Sheetal agreed.

"True, but I have a feeling he's up to something," Seema said. "Now what exactly it is, is the question."



This was probably one of the most hardest chapters I have ever written lol definitely different, yet hard
I don't know how you guys took it, but let me know in the comments below

Chapter Sixty Two

After a hard day of work, Arnav was grateful to be home. It was rather quiet, but only because his parents had gone out, taking Ahana with them. They had asked to take Aarav as well, but Arnav and Khushi had thought it would better for it to be just them, plus Khushi could use Aarav's company.

Arnav was still mad at Khushi for what she had said to him back in the hospital. He was mainly upset that she had thought of him to be as such and didn't understand how much he loved her with all his heart. Normally after they fought, it wouldn't take too long for them to patch up. But this time was different, this time Arnav had been truly hurt.

Arnav made his way to their room and found Khushi alone, laying in bed, reading. Normally he would find Aarav beside her, sleeping, but Aarav was nowhere to be found.

"Where's Aarav?"

Khushi looked up from her book and took in Arnav, looking absolutely handsome in his navy blue suit, white shirt, and black tie. "His room," she said softly.

Arnav arched his eyebrow in confusion.

"Well he's getting older so... I thought it would be best to start shifting him there. He can't sleep in between us forever."

Arnav nodded in understanding before turning to leave the room. "You know what's best," and he left.

Khushi reached her arm out to call out to him, but he left before she could. She let out a sigh and turned to the baby monitor beside her, sitting on the night stand. She saw Arnav enter the room and loom over Aarav's crib.

"Hey little man," he whispered.

Aarav's chest slowly rose and fell as he breathed, his little hands formed into fists by his head. Arnav bent forward and placed a kiss on Aarav's forehead, then left the room. Moments later, Arnav came back into their room and Khushi looked up at him. She watched him as he took off his jacket and went into their closet. Moments later he came out with a change of clothes and headed to the bathroom to take a shower.

When the door clicked shut, Khushi sighed and laid back in bed. This was how it usually went between them, hardly any words exchanged unless necessary. She absolutely hated it!

Should I do what Lavanya suggested? It wouldn't hurt to try....

Khushi put her book aside and got up. She went into the bathroom and found Arnav in the shower. The sound of water pouring filled up the room, making it easy for Khushi to slip out of her clothes and join him quietly.

Arnav was lost in thought, his eyes shut and his hand on the wall. He was suddenly taken away from them when he felt his wife wrap her arms beneath his, holding onto his shoulders as she buried her face in his back. Arnav placed his hands over Khushi's to free himself and turn to her, but her grip tightened.

"I'm sorry," Khushi whispered.

Arnav could feel her warm tears on his back, unlike the cool water that cascaded down both of them. Arnav once again tried to free himself, but Khushi refused.

"I'm so sorry Arnav," she cried. "I never should have said such hurtful things. I wasn't thinking clearly when I said that, I was just too sprung up by my emotions. The last thing I could remember then was what the doctor had said and what I had asked of you, so I reacted that way even though I shouldn't have. I'm really sorry, I know how much you love me, I do, I never should have said any of that!"

Her grip on him tightened as she cried even harder. Arnav didn't say anything and simply looked down at the floor. Moments passed and neither said a word, Khushi sniffling and resting her head against his back. When Arnav felt her grip loosen on him, he removed her hands from his shoulders. Khushi looked at him with wide eyes as she felt her heart crack. He didn't say a word and continued to face his back towards her. Khushi felt even more hurt by that and more tears poured.

He's really that mad at me....

Khushi slowly stepped back from him, watching him. He didn't make any attempt to turn and look at her, and that hurt Khushi even more. So without another word, Khushi got out of the shower and walked back to their room, not caring that she was pouring wet.

He's that angry with me? Did my words really hurt him so much? So much that he wouldn't even turn to look at me? ...he hates me. I hurt him so much that he now hates me!

Tears streamed down Khushi's cheeks as she shuddered and cried, her head bowed. Suddenly she was whipped around and Khushi looked up into Arnav's anger-filled eyes.

"Arnav-"

But she was cut off immediately as he covered her lips with his. Khushi let out a moan and felt him walk them back. When she felt the bed behind her, Arnav let go and turned her around, bringing her back to his chest.

"Bend over," he said, his voice hoarse.

Khushi shuddered and did as he said, supporting herself on her arms. She watched from the corner of her eyes as Arnav grabbed some pillows and placed them under her tummy - not that she needed it, but it was most welcome. Arnav ran his fingers through her wet folds and Khushi shuddered. Without a word, he entered her, causing Khushi to gasp.

The intrusion was most welcome and she absolutely loved it! During her first pregnancy, they had kept sexual activity to an absolute minimum, Arnav very worried about the baby and paranoid the baby would know what they were doing. Now, the second time around, with absolute knowledge from the first pregnancy, Arnav knew better. And with each measured, slow and delicious thrust, Khushi moaned, gripping onto the sheets.

Though the plan was to apologize and seduce him in the shower, this was so much better. Arnav was never demanding during sex, always being the loving man that he is. But right now, the way he had demanded her to bend over had turned her on to the extreme. Maybe it was the hormones or maybe it wasn't - all she knew was that she absolutely loved it.

Arnav brought his hand to her clitoris and Khushi moaned, tossing her head back. She met his thrusts with her own and she was on the brink of an orgasm.

"I'm gonna cum," Khushi chanted.

"Oh no you don't," and Arnav pulled out.

Khushi cried out at the loss, arching her back.

Arnav bent over her and nipped her ear. "Turn around."

With a shudder, Khushi turned to her back. Arnav placed the pillows beneath her lower back, arching her up. Again without another word, Arnav entered her, Khushi arching her back. She wrapped her legs around his waist, Arnav holding onto them as he thrust into her. They were well measured strokes, doing things to her Khushi didn't think was possible, especially at this rate. And once again, it didn't take long for her to start reaching her high.

"Arnav," she whimpered.

But instead of hitting that peak, Arnav pulled out. Khushi mewled at the loss, tossing her head back. She felt Arnav pick her up and when she opened her eyes, she found herself straddling Arnav. She was surprised at their position, but she quickly shoved it away and placed his length inside her. Khushi felt absolutely wonderful, placing one hand on his chest, while the other went into her wet hair. She rode him at the pace she wanted, enjoying every delicious thrust he gave from beneath. This time when she was hitting her peak, Arnav made no attempt to stop her. And when she hit that high note, she felt Arnav tense and thrust into her, releasing his seeds within her.

Arnav picked her up, pulling out of her. He dragged himself up and Khushi wrapped her arms around him tightly, refusing to let go.

"I-"

Arnav hushed her and Khushi looked down, pursing her lips. He stood them both up and Khushi let him take them back into the shower. The coolness of the water felt really good to Khushi, especially after their heated activity. Khushi watched as Arnav picked up her shampoo and squeezed some into his hands. He worked her head, massaging her scalp. Khushi shut her eyes and hummed, relaxing to his touch. He washed her hair and did the same with her body, cleaning her up with her body wash. Khushi watched Arnav as he cleaned her up, before working on himself. When he went get his body wash, Khushi stopped him. Instead, she took it and squeezed some into a bath sponge, then worked across his body. She felt his eyes on her, even as she bent to her knees and worked on his legs. She noticed his length getting hard and she looked up at him. Neither said a word as they searched each others eyes. Khushi couldn't discover much, however, past his steely eyes. So she did what she wanted and took his length in her hands. Arnav hissed at her touch, but Khushi focused on his length. She worked him up with her hands, her hands sliding over the soap. Arnav's hands made their way to her hair, caressing it. He stepped forward slightly, coming back under the cascading water and washing away the soap suds. Khushi continued to work her hands along his length, moving up and down along it, twisting them. As the soap beneath her hands wash away and Arnav was getting closer and closer, Khushi replaced her hands with her mouth.

"Shit," Arnav cried out.

Feeling him swell and pulsate in her mouth, Khushi knew he was almost there. So she brought her hands back where her mouth couldn't reach and worked his length. She looked up at him as his hooded eyes looked down at her, swirling her tongue around his swelling head. In a matter of seconds, Arnav came apart and Khushi felt his hot and creamy cum invade her mouth. She didn't take her mouth off of him, milking him until she got every last drop. When she finally did, Khushi looked up at Arnav. He quickly bent down and hooked his hands under her arms and brought her mouth to his.

"You really do get brave when you're pregnant," he whispered, placing his forehead against hers.

Khushi hummed, shutting her eyes. Neither said nothing for a moment, letting the water cool them.

"I'm really sorry Arnav," Khushi whispered. "I never should have said such things."

Arnav pulled back and looked at her.

"I blamed you for being selfish but... I'm the selfish one."

Arnav's eyebrows met in the middle.

"After all these years of my life, I finally got what I wanted - love, family, to be wanted and essential to someone. And after everything you said to Divya I... I was satisfied with the fact of my life ending because I had gotten what I wanted." Tears pooled into her eyes. "I didn't even stop to think how me leaving this world would hurt you."

"Damn right," he gritted out.

Khushi looked up at Arnav and he caressed her cheeks in his hands.

"How could you even think that? Do you think I could live without you, Khushi? Huh? How could you think that was ever possible?"

Khushi's tears came free as she held onto his hands.

"I love you baby, oh so very much! We all love you and we could never lose you. I need you, Aarav needs you - did you even think how that poor boy would have felt, losing his mother?"

Realization hit Khushi and she gasped.

"Khushi, I know better than anyone what it's like to lose your mother. Even though I got mine back, Aarav wouldn't have. On top of that, he would have lost you way earlier than I had lost my mother. If me losing my mother affected me so much, what do you think it would have done to Aarav?"

The thought of it hurt Khushi and she cried. "I'm so sorry, I'm such a horrible mother and a horrible wife!"

Arnav brought her to his chest and rested his cheek on her head. "Hush... it's okay baby," he said softly. "What's done is done. All that matters now is that both of you are safe and sound, nothing else."

Khushi looked up at him. "Do you forgive me?"

Arnav looked into her eyes. "Your words hurt me a lot Khushi, but I understand now where they came from. I love you Khushi, more than anyone and anything in the world."

Khushi sniffled. "Even if we have a baby girl?"

"Even if we have a baby girl," he chuckled lightly.

Placing a kiss on her forehead, Arnav turned the water off and wrapped them up in towels. He blow dried her hair for her, not wanting her to get sick. He put her in her fluffy white robe and put her in bed to get some rest.

"Stay with me," Khushi whispered.

Arnav nodded and laid down beside her, pulling her into his chest. "Sweet dreams baby."

"Hmm... don't ever let me go."

"Never baby. Never."