"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!"
Khushi screamed out in ecstasy for who knows how many times at this point, having lost track of it all after she squirted for the fourth time. It truly seemed pointless to count given the fact that Arnav had fulfilled his challenge.
How is he doing this to me, she wondered.
Sure, not all of her orgasms had led to squirting, but it had happened again and again and again, and it was absolutely amazing!
Khushi felt Arnav move behind her. He lifted her left leg up as he buried himself within her once more, and fucked her from behind.
"Oh fuck," Khushi cried, tossing her head back.
She blinked her eyes open and found Arnav looking down at her, letting out grunted breaths as he fucked her. He brought his other hand up, over their heads, and Khushi brought her hand up as well, gripping onto his.
"You'll have me addicted if we keep this up," he murmured in her ear.
Khushi moaned, squeezing her breast with her free hand.
"And to think that I was going to let you go home last night," he huffed. "How ridiculous."
Very ridiculous, she mentally agreed since she was incapable of bringing words to her lips.
Arnav licked along her ear before nipping her earlobe. "Now then, shall I make you squirt again?"
Khushi moaned in agreement.
"You'll have the floor all cleaned," he chuckled lightly, then pumped into her hard and quickly, his free hand pleasuring her clit, sending Khushi over the edge once more.
"Fuuuuuuccckkk," Khushi screamed, as she squirted once more, her release spraying out.
Any bit of energy Khushi had left was now gone, totally depleted. Her body gave out, feeling as if it were merging into the lounger. It was almost impossible to keep her eyes open and for a moment, all she could hear was her thumping heart, banging away like war drums in her ears. She didn't even realize when Arnav collected her into his arms and took her back inside, upstairs to his room. It was when she felt the softness of his bed at her back that she finally opened her eyes. Arnav loomed over her, looking at her with a gentle smile.
"Get some rest," he said softly.
With the way she felt, Khushi was most certain that she'd end up taking a nap.
A small hum came from her lips since words were still incapable of being processed from her brain to her mouth. Arnav pulled back and placed the duvet over her, and sleep instantly took over Khushi, her fading away.
*~*
When Khushi opened her eyes, her body begged her to stretch, so Khushi sat up and did exactly that. She couldn't remember the last time she had slept so deeply and swell, but one thing for sure, she really needed that nap.
Especially after all the, er, activities.
It suddenly occurred to Khushi that Arnav was nowhere in sight. So getting up, she quickly took care of her business and washed up. Coming back into the room, she noticed that Arnav had put aside the t-shirt she had been wearing earlier, so she slipped that back on and went to look for him.
Stepping out into the hall, Khushi was unsure of which way to go.
Where could he be, she wondered to herself. I don't even know where anything is other than his bedroom and kitchen, really.
Suddenly, Khushi heard the faint sound of Arnav's voice, so she followed it, going down a long hallway and arriving in front of a room where the door was slightly open.
"It's ridiculous," she overheard him say, "I mean we do all this business together, you can send the fucking money. Until they pay up, put them on hold, I'll talk to their CEO and find out what they're doing. ...yeah... yeah... no, I can't then, I'm going away on my trip."
Trip? So he's gonna be gone for a while... hmm... he hasn't mentioned anything- well, then again- no! No, Khushi! Stop it! He doesn't owe any explanations at all! We're not dating, just fucking, stop getting way too deep into things! Like chill the fuck out!
Khushi let out a quick sigh and straightened her spine before knocking on the door and peeking her head in. Arnav looked at her and waved for her to come in, so Khushi did so. She went over to the desk Arnav was sitting at, sitting across from him and his laptop.
"Yeah... okay, send that to me... okay, talk to you later," and Arnav hung up, turning his attention to Khushi. "Hey, how are you feeling?"
Sore. "Good," Khushi smiled lightly.
"I exhausted you, didn't I? You slept for almost five hours."
Khushi gaped at him, totally shocked, then looked around the room until she found a clock. She indeed had slept for almost five hours. "Oh fuck."
Arnav let out a small chuckle. "Not the reaction I was expecting."
Khushi shook her head. "Uh, sorry, I'm just... I mean I haven't done that in ages- since college really."
Arnav nodded in acknowledgement.
Khushi let out a sigh. "So, working on a weekend, huh?"
"Yeah, just going through emails and what not."
Khushi nodded and glanced around the spacious room. It quickly became very clear that this was Arnav's home office, the room carrying on with the theme of black on its walls, though there were shelves built in along it, blending in, as well as a large flatscreen. Gray tiles went along the floor, and Arnav's black desk took it's space over it, as well as his black chairs that she and Arnav were seated in, all under a white lighting fixture. Like the rest of the penthouse, the room was simplistic with its decor.
"This is nice," she complimented. "Must be relaxing to work from here."
"It is," Arnav nodded, looking around.
"You probably don't even need to go in for work."
Arnav let out a small scoff. "I wish," he grinned lightly. "Definitely would make my life easier, but instead it pulls me in several directions."
"I know the feeling."
"I'm assuming you make several trips to studios since you work in creative?"
"Oh yeah, lots of that. But if I could work from home every day I didn't have a shoot, that would be amazing."
Arnav let out a chuckle. "Do you travel for work often?"
"Here and there," Khushi said, nodding her head from side to side. Keep the details to a minimum, remember.... "You," she quickly threw in.
"Yeah, definitely," Arnav nodded, getting up from his seat. "A month ago I was in Germany for about a week, then me and a few others went to France for another week."
"Oh, that's nice!"
"It was, work stress aside. In three weeks I'll be flying out to China for a week."
Oh... so that's where he's gonna be. "That's so cool!"
"Have you ever been?"
"No, I've mostly had to back and forth between the east and west coast, and the UK occasionally, but nothing fancy like that."
Arnav nodded once more. "I see.... So," he sighed lightly, "feeling hungry?"
Khushi glanced at the clock again. "Oh no, I'm good. I should honestly get going-"
"I insist."
Khushi pursed her lips slightly. She could see that he genuinely wanted her to stay, but Khushi didn't want to overdo it. After all, they weren't anything to each other and she didn't want to overstay her welcome.
"Honestly, it's fine," she eventually said. "Plus my best friend is waiting for me," she quickly lied, "I was supposed to catch up with her earlier, but...."
"I see... well, the least that I can do is drop you off."
"Oh, there's no need to-"
"Really, it's not a problem," Arnav smiled softly. "Allow me to do the gentlemanly thing."
Flashes of the night before played before Khushi's eyes, reminding her of their moments in the park, as well as last night's and this morning's events.
And he had said that he was going to be a gentleman and drop her off last night why?
Khushi let out a small sigh. "Sure," she smiled softly.
Arnav returned a small smile of his own. "I had your dress dry-cleaned, it's hanging in my closet."
Khushi nodded as she stood up. "Thanks."
"My pleasure," he smiled.
Khushi felt something bubble within her but she gave it no thought. Instead she held her hands behind her back and nodded as she backed out of the room and made her way back to his bedroom. As she did, she couldn't help but to glance at the doors she passed, wondering what was behind each of them.
Definitely a bunch of bedrooms but I mean this place is huge so.... And he's been sweaty in the mornings so there must be a gym somewhere- stop being nosy!
Clearing her mind with a shake of her head, Khushi headed into Arnav's bedroom. She walked over to his walk-in closet and momentarily paused, taking it in. Sure, she'd seen it the last time she was here, but still, it was quite the sight. The dark slate walls of his bedroom carried in here, black open wardrobes covering over most of it. She could see the many white shirts Arnav owned, all crisp and clean, hanging on their hangers. Not only did the man own many white shirts, but many black pants, black suits, and black waistcoats as well. On one end of the closet were rows and rows of his shoes, many of them black leather. There were a few splatters of colors in his clothing but there was one thing Khushi could tell very clearly - everything was expensive. She couldn't help but to glance down at the t-shirt she was wearing and wondered if it was expensive as well.
Stop it, Khushi!
She smacked her head lightly and went over to her dress, which was hanging in the corner, and she took it out of its plastic wrapping to put it on. Once she was changed, she put aside the t-shirt she was wearing on the large ottoman which sat in the middle of the room, checked herself over in the mirror, then went back into Arnav's room. She found him there, standing by the window, going through his phone.
He noticed her from the corner of his eyes and turned to her. "Ready," Arnav asked.
Khushi nodded, grabbing her phone and purse.
"Shall we," he gestured.
Khushi looked over his gray t-shirt, black sweatpants clad body. "You're not changing," she asked, realizing her words after they left her mouth.
Arnav glanced down at himself. "Should I," he asked, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.
Khushi bit the inside of her lip. "No," she said lowly, shaking her head.
Sure, the man was older than her - how much older, she had no clue. But even with that being the case, and the fact that he looked good for his age, him in this outfit right now made him seem even younger.
"Don't look at me like that," Arnav said lowly.
"Like what," Khushi breathed.
"Like that," he replied, his eyes trailing down to her lips, which Khushi was chewing on.
No! Fuck! Dammit, Khushi mentally exclaimed. I'll end up losing myself to my horniness!!!
Arnav looked away, clearing his throat. "Shall we?"
Khushi simply nodded and walked out of the room, Arnav following behind. They headed downstairs, then took the private elevator down to the garage. As Khushi followed behind Arnav to his black Range Rover, she shot Lavanya a quick text.
K: heading home now, coming thru?
Lavanya replied immediately.
L: fuck yeah! i'm actually like 15 minutes away from your place
Khushi couldn't help but to frown as she got into the car.
K: how come?
L: i REALLY wanted that white wine from the Italian guy's shop
K: oh! the sweet one?
L: yas! i'm craving sweet shit and alcohol so i got the best of both worlds 💃
K: okay hannah montana, calm down 🤣
L: 🙄
L: where's your sex lord 👀
K: dropping me off
L: i'm gonna SEE him??? i look like a fucking bum 😩
Khushi glanced over at Arnav, who glanced at her with a smile.
K: don't worry, he's bummed out too
L: oh i HIGHLY doubt he can look like a bum
Again, Khushi glanced him over, but Arnav didn't catch her this time.
K: you got that right...
L: that hot, huh?
K: I nearly got my bones jumped again
L: shut the fuck up 😂🥵
K: dude he looks so fucking good 🥵
L: you should've fucked him again! or let him fuck you!
K: bro i'm tapped out after all the squirting
Lavanya didn't respond immediately which had Khushi frowning, until she finally did.
L: shut
L: the
L: fuck
L: UP!!!!!
L: WHAT?!!!! 🥵💦💦
Khushi couldn't help her grin.
K: yup
K: numerous times 😏
L: eeeeeeeppppp!!!!!
L: oh we are getting drunk tonight, i'm bringing loads of wine and i expect DETAILS!!
Khushi couldn't help but to chuckle and put her phone away.
"Everything's good, I'm assuming," Arnav said, bringing Khushi's attention to him.
"Yeah, just my best friend being her usual self."
Wait, I over-explained! Fuck!
Arnav nodded in acknowledgement. "Must be nice to have such a close friend."
Khushi found his statement interesting. "You don't have a friend like that?"
"No, I'm afraid I wasn't lucky enough to have that luxury."
"That's too bad," she sympathized.
"I don't mind. I've been a lone wolf for most of my life."
Khushi couldn't help but to feel a bit bad for him. She remembered his words from their dinner, and how he had been isolated for the most part.
That's so sad....
Not long later, they arrived at her building, Lavanya standing outside with bags in her hands. When she spotted them, she immediately waved at them, Arnav waving back at her before he turned to Khushi.
"Thanks for the ride," Khushi smiled softly.
"Any time. I hope you and your friend have fun; she looks prepared," he nodded, gesturing to the bags where 3 bottles of wine peeked out.
"That she is," Khushi chuckled, unbuckling herself.
Arnav held out his hand and Khushi looked at it before looking up at him. She tentatively placed her hand in his, and Arnav placed a kiss over her knuckles.
"Talk to you later," he said softly.
Khushi simply nodded, then got out of the car and went over to Lavanya's side. When she opened the door, Lavanya looked back and waved at Arnav, who waved at them in return, then sped off.
"My, my, the lion sure is something," Lavanya thought out loud.
"You have no idea," Khushi sighed.
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