Infelicitous Desires

8

"What-? Well you should've said that before! Here I am blabbing away when Lord Sexpert is in front of you! I'll hang up now, bye boo! I'll keep an ice pack ready; have awesome, fun, crazy, safe sex," and Lavanya hung up.

As Khushi placed her phone down, Arnav sat down beside her.

"How are you feeling," Arnav asked softly.

"Good," Khushi replied softly.

A small smile formed on Arnav's face. "For a moment I thought you had lost any ability of saying any other words than the one you had been using. It would've been a shame, given the lovely words you used last night."

Immediately, the words fuck my pussy with your thick, hard cock flooded into Khushi's mind, making her blush.

Arnav reached out and caressed her cheek. "So beautiful," he murmured, then looked up at her. "Hungry?"

Khushi nodded.

"Good, I'll have breakfast ready in no time- well, technically its almost time for lunch but we'll stick to breakfast," he winked.

Arnav stood up and Khushi got up as well. However, as soon as Khushi got up on her feet, her legs slightly buckled, an ache spreading at the apex of her thighs. Arnav quickly caught her, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"I've got you," he said softly.

Before Khushi could say anything else, Arnav picked her up into his arms. Khushi looked at him in surprise, even though it wasn't the first time this man was carrying her like this.

"It's a good thing I prepared a warm bath for you."

Again, Khushi was surprised. She couldn't help but to look up at the man that was holding her, carrying her to the bathroom. As he did, Khushi observed him more carefully. There were hints of gray in his facial hair, and if you looked carefully, in his hair as well. She peeked down at his shoulder, taking in the ink that laid on his skin.

"Do you like it?"

Khushi looked up at Arnav to see him looking at her. "Yeah... it's eccentric."

"Yours is beautiful as well," he smiled.

Khushi glanced at her left shoulder. Unlike Arnav's large tattoo, Khushi's was much simpler, a row of flowers going along her shoulder blade. In comparison to his, hers felt tiny, almost nonexistent.

"Thank you," Khushi said softly.

"You're welcome."

Arnav entered the bathroom and as he had said, the tub was full of water. Before he placed Khushi down, he checked the temperature of the water.

"It's still warm," he confirmed. "Is it too warm for you?"

Arnav lowered her slightly so that Khushi could feel it for herself.

She quickly dipped her hand in it, then nodded. "It's fine."

Arnav nodded, then lowered her into the water. Khushi's body instantly welcomed the warmth, especially the ache between her thighs. She let out a hum of satisfaction as she put her hair up in a bun, and laid her head back.

"You stay in here as long as you need to. I'm going to pop into the shower then head down and make breakfast," Arnav said, and Khushi nodded.

Arnav briefly stepped out of the bathroom, then returned completely naked. Khushi couldn't help but to eye the man as he walked past her and into the shower. She even moved to the other side of the tub and watched as Arnav turned the shower on, the water streaming down his body. His back was facing her, so Arnav had no idea that Khushi had perched her arms on the side of the tub and had her chin resting on them, watching his glorious, firm backside.