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.

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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 ;)

Chapter Twenty

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

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

Arnav looked at her confused. "Then?"

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

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

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

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

"But-"

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

"But-"

"I'm leaving."

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

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

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

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

Khushi nodded. "Mm hmm."

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

"You smell good," Arnav teased. 

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

"Like sex."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You look beautiful," Arnav whispered. 

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

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

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

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

"Wow, that's amazing! Congrats!"

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

Khushi blushed. 

"I love you baby."

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

*~*

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

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

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

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

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

"Famished," he winked, and Khushi blushed. 

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

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

"Babe?"

Khushi looked up. 

"Coming to bed?"

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

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

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

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

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

"You look amazing," Arnav said hoarsely. 

Khushi blushed. "Thank you."

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

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

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

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

Khushi blushed. "You're so sweet."

"I know."

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

"Smile," he murmured. 

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

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

"Arnav," she whispered. 

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

"Arnav," Khushi moaned. 

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

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

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

"Ah, Arnav!"

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

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

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

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

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

"Because it's so big."

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

"Arnav, are all guys like this?"

Arnav scrunched his eyebrows. "Like what?"

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

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

Khushi got slightly scared. "Why?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

Khushi's eyes widened. "What?"

"Hold. It."

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

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

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

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

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

"... strange."

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

It was time for phase two. 

Arnav held her hand and Khushi looked up at him. 

"Just follow my lead," Arnav said. 

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

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

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

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

"Yeah... just go faster."

"Um... okay."

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

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

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

"Arnav, maybe I should stop-"

"No baby, don't."

"But Arnav-"

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

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

"Arnav," she gasped.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter Nineteen

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

"This is yours," Khushi asked.

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

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

"Like the place," Arnav asked.

"I absolutely love it," Khushi gushed.

Arnav smiled. "Let me show you around."

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

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

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

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

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

"Hmm? If you will."

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

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

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

"'Kay."

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

"What are you doing," Khushi asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hmm."

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

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

Khushi just nodded once.

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

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

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

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

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

Khushi nodded. "Okay."

Arnav headed out and Khushi slumped to the ground.

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

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

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

"Come on babe," Arnav hollered.

"It's so cold," Khushi squealed.

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

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

Khushi gasped. "Arnav?!"

Arnav chuckled and headed back to the water.

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

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

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

"Arnav, I can't swim!"

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

"Are you sure?"

"Promise."

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

"Khushi," he said hoarsely.

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

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

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

"What the?!"

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

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

"Not here," she gasped.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Khushi shook her head.

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

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

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

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

"Arnav," she whispered.

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

"Arnav," she whispered again.

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

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

"Arnav," she breathed.

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

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

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

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

"A-Arnav," she gasped.

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

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

"Arnav... Arnav," she chanted.

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

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

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

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