Arnav " I don't care, Aman. Just tell them if they don't talk to me on tomorrow then I will consider their rival company RK Textiles ” gritting his teeth “ Arnav Singh Raizada never waits for others " cutting the call
Hearing the clicking sounds of heel on floor he turned around only his breath to be knocked off seeing Khushi descending the spiral staircase dressed in gorgeous deep red designer high slit gown. It had hugged her body like a second skin flattering her feminine curves sensually. It had a plunging neckline that gave a perfect view of her cleavage and the slit from the region of the upper thigh showing her long, firm, smooth and perfect shapely, toned right leg off. It was backless stopping just about her rear end completely showing off her honey milky bare back. Her slender arms were bare due to the almost invisible strip that held the gown to her shoulder. Her hair was made into a sophisticated chignon with a few naughty tendrils cupping her gorgeous face. In jewellery she wore a pair of diamond dangler and a diamond wrist watch. With smokey eyeshadow, deep red nail paint and deep blood red lipstick she had looked ethereal. And a pair of red stilettos and a red shimmering clutch had completed her look.
Arnav’s eyes had darkened and the straining against his trousers, none of which was missed by Khushi who had squirmed helplessly against his scrutinizing gaze. She had felt hot all over due to the intense look in his eyes just like every time. Meanwhile Arnav busy in checking her out, she was doing same. He dressed in a black charcoal suit with blood red shirt leaving undone two top buttons giving glimpse of his hard-sculpted chest. And a shiny black belt, diamond adorn cuff links, well-polished expensive shoes and custom made diamond stud Rolex wrist watch completing his panty dropping look.
Arnav went to Khushi " You're a stunner, Baby ” caressing her cheek
Khushi “ You’re not looking bad also ” circling her slender arms around his neck
His hand moved to her waist and pulled her frame
against him. His head dipped and his lips were upon hers for a hungry
passionate kiss. His tongue moving inside her mouth, twisting hers, mating with
hers, exploring like never before. Her hands moved around his neck, her fingers
playing with his little hairs on his nape responding back. His hands grazed her sides moving up
and down making her pull him closer from his back. Her hands moving on his back traveled front grazing his taunt chest.
Several minutes later their lips parted as both of them out of breath. Both were panting hard.
Arnav “ I wish we don’t have to go for the party ”
Khushi murmured “ It is important for your
business ”
Arnav “ If not then I would ravish your
delicious body with every wicked trick I know ” grazing her lips with his thumb
“ You don’t know what you’re doing to me right now. Let’s go before I am unable
to control.” dragged her with him telling “ Do your touch up in car as we are
already late ”
After an hour, their black shinny limousine stopped in front of the party venue. Arnav helped her out. They posed for a moment on the red carpet as a stampede of paparazzi swarmed them. The reporters ferociously took their pictures.
“ ASR! Who is the mysterious woman with you past two months? "
“ Who is she wearing? ”
“ What is your relationship with her? ”
“Who did her hair? ”
Ignoring the paparazzi both walked inside the party leaving his bodyguards behind to handle the press.
As soon as they entered inside, all heads turned into their direction. His one muscular arm circled around the red beauty in his arms as he walked with sure steps in his ASR attitude making all male population present in the party aware the red beauty belongs to him only. He didn’t miss the attention they were getting, glances mixed of admiration & jealousy.
Khushi looked around to see women dressed up in expensive designer clothes and men also dressed to kill their women but not as killer as her man.
Arnav twirled the gold liquid in the glass while talking with his business associates. He knew ladies eyeing him time to time but his eyes on his red beauty who was with a group of ladies. Every rich woman wanted to know ASR more intimately. They wanted to feel his brutal power and his black velvet touch. If he was up to it, he would have gone home with one or even two of those women but he knew he couldn't lie to himself any longer. He didn't want to share his bed with just anyone. There was just one woman he wanted seductively sprawled over his silk sheets calling to him.
It had been two months since she with him. She had adapted this new lifestyle with him very well. Seeing her way of talking with some business associate, no stranger could point out her being from the local streets of Lucknow. In past two months she had become addiction for him. He loved the way her body responded with his every touch. She met him kiss for kiss, touch for touch, thrust for thrust. Everything about her was heightened … her warmth … her creaminess … her tightness. The intimacy between them beyond anything he had ever experienced. Every time he would have her but it did nothing to satisfy his desires. He just wanted to have her again and again. The more he had, the more he wanted and desired. She would satisfy him so much at the same time making him crave for her more.
Arnav saw Khushi boring with ladies’ talk. Excusing himself from his business associate, he walked to Khushi.
Arnav “ Care for a dance? ” offering his hand to Khushi
Khushi readily accepted as they both moved to the dance floor where other couples were dancing to some soft music. She circled her hands around his neck. He pulled her close to him, and kept both of his hands on Khushi’s bare back. He slowly started moving his hands along Khushi’s back paying special attention to the curves in her body.
Khushi “ Baby what you are doing isn’t dance ” giggled feeling his hand moving up and down her back
Arnav biting her right earlobe “ Then what is it called? ” huskily
Khushi “ Its calling seduction ” giggled again
Arnav then silenced her by brushing one of her breasts with his hand. Khushi’s eyes automatically closed as she moved her lower body closer to his.
Arnav " let's go " took her hand in his and led her to the limousine
Inside limousine, Khushi was sitting on his lap and their lips were fussing with each other. His hand pushed the slit of her dress to the side only to creep slowly up her inner thigh sending shivers through her body. Soon his hand sliding her lace panty touched her wet clit and his fingers began stroking her. His lips found her cheek kissing softly before traveling down her jaw to neck. His teeth sink into her neck making her yelp in pain and pleasure. He didn't stop. He continued rubbing her until she was unbearably damp.
He slowly entered two finger into her. He began to slip them out and in. Khushi leaned her head back as the pleasure sweep through her core. She clenched her thighs together trapping his hand in between her legs. Her hand covered his pushing his finger deeper, but he grabbed her wrist with his free one in a tight grip and palmed her womanhood, roughly playing with the most sensitive nub and soon she felt her body shatter with immense pleasurable wave. She couldn't hold her moans. His lips claimed her silencing her as he continued to rub her in slow circles. Suddenly the car stopped.
Withdrawing his hand and pulled her
out of the car with him. With quick strides he pulled her into their building. Khushi
had to jog to keep up with Arnav. Walking through an extravagant looking lobby
he jerked her into an elevator practically punching the button of their
penthouse floor. As soon as the elevator door closed, he wasted no time as he
pushed Khushi against the wall and started sucking on her neck. His kisses trail
down her neck over her chest to breasts. He yanks down the neckline exposing
her breasts to him. He tooks a nipple in his mouth sucking before she felt his teeth
clenched around it making her yelp in pain and pleasure.
The doors opened up and he carried her inside the penthouse. He took her straight to their bedroom. He threw her down onto the bed with soft, black silk sheets. Soon her dress ripped off her body. She lay there on bed nothing but in red lace panty and heels. Arnav looked at her with lustful hunger in his eyes making heart pounding with fear but also excitement.
Soon his clothes were gone. He snatched her hell off tossing them behind him as well and hovered on her. Her soft skin flush against his hard, muscular warmth. He kissed her lips hungrily. Trailing wet kisses his lips moved her chin, then to her neck, to her shoulder. He cupped her bare breasts, brushing his thumbs against the tips until she was trembling underneath his touch. Her breasts ached as she felt him take them into his warm and wet mouth. Her body arched, and her head thrashed, from side to side as he loved her solely, paying homage to the soft flesh. He kept suckling on them until she kept begging him to bring her lips to that throb between her legs.
Trailing his lips down her stomach, he dipped his tongue into her belly button and kept sucking in it. He ripped the lacy wet panty off her body with a slightest tug and threw it away. The sight of her soft pink glistening wet flesh before him drove him to the brink of madness. He licked his lips and glanced up at her with his hot hungry eyes. He slip his fingers inside of her, first only one and started thrusting in slowly. Khushi clenched the silken sheets in her tight fists when he slip another finger in, slowly rubbing the sensitive nub in gentle circles. He kept fingering until she gasping with pleasure and writhing underneath his body.
Khsuhi “ Pleazee Taakee Mee … Pleazee ” begging
He
finally thrust into her soft tender flesh. She slide up against the headboard,
grasping it for stability. He kissed her, claiming her mouth passionately just as his
manhood delved into her softness, and her hands caressed and stroked his back
encouragingly. He met her stroke for
stroke, her hips matching his every move while his lips drop to her breasts taking
them in his hot, wet mouth.
Soon the room spun, the earth shifted around her, and her eyelids fluttered as a wave of pleasure washed over her. Khushi screamed his name and her fingers slipping off the rails of the headboard as she came apart. But he did not stop. He kept bringing her to that peak, again and again.
