As the moon began to disappear from the sky, dawn cracked, the sun beginning to take over the sky. And while it signaled a new day, some were far too busy to notice.
"Oh god, don't stop," Khushi cried out.
"Not god, me," Arnav smirked.
He drove into her madly, Khushi's back being forced into the wall, and given her state, she wouldn't be surprised if she blended into it! She gripped onto Arnav for dear life, her fingers clenching onto his hair and digging into his back as she felt her body rise for who knows how many times that night.
"Fuck Arnav I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna-aaaahhhhhh!"
"Fuck," Arnav grunted.
Khushi's back arched as she let out a guttural cry, exploding around Arnav while he sunk his teeth into her shoulder blade, finding his release as well. He pumped into her slowly and deeply, reveling in his orgasm, then moved them over to the bed, the two plopping down onto their backs.
"How many... rounds... was that," Khushi gasped with a small chuckle, her eyes clenched shut.
"Five," Arnav breathed.
Another small chuckle escaped from her lips, Khushi raising her arm above her head as she tried to calm her racing heart.
There's no point in even trying to figure out how many times I came.
Khushi felt movement besides her, so she forced her eyes open. She watched as Arnav tossed out the used condom, then he looked at her. A small smile spread across his lips, making Khushi return one as well. He went back over to her and laid besides her, taking her into his arms.
"How are you feeling," he asked softly.
"Mm, like I'm floating."
A small chuckle escaped his lips, which vibrated through to Khushi. She couldn't help but to snuggle closer into him, enjoying the way he was running his hand along her back, comforting her.
"I've exhausted you," he murmured.
"Among other things."
Arnav couldn't help his grin, then looked over to his alarm clock. "It's 6 AM."
Khushi's eyes sprang open. "What?"
She immediately sat up, her shock ignoring the ache between her legs, and looked at the clock as well; it was indeed 6 in the morning.
"Oh fuck!"
Khushi immediately got up, causing Arnav to frown as he sat up.
"Shit, shit, shit! I've been reckless ! Totally reckless," she exclaimed to herself, grabbing her clothes off the floor. "How can I be so reckless on a work day-?"
Arnav got up and went over to her, taking hold of her hand. "Breathe, Khushi. Breathe."
Khushi did as he said, letting out a heavy sigh.
"I apologize; it's because of me that you didn't get any rest last night-"
"No, Arnav, I... I mean I also couldn't get enough," she blushed slightly as she nearly whispered.
Arnav brought his hand up to her cheek, running the pad of his thumb over her flushed, heated skin.
"I should've controlled myself," she continued softly.
"I should've as well."
Khushi pursed her lips together. It's not like I haven't gone a week without seeing him before, yet I went so crazy! What is wrong with me? Then again it's easy to say now, now that I've gotten so much of my horniness out of my system!!!
"I may have a solution, though," Arnav continued.
Khushi frowned slightly, looking at him in confusion.
"You could always take a sick day..."
His words slightly surprised Khushi.
"...that is, if you wish to and think it's a good idea."
Khushi opened her mouth but then quickly shut it, tilting her head with a frown as she looked up in thought.
Wait, actually... I mean there's no way I can go into the office like I had intended to, not in this condition. Ummm- oh wait!
"Actually," Khushi began, "I just remembered that I have my laptop." And thank fucking goodness I took it with me!
"Oh, then if you feel up for it, you can work in my study."
Khushi felt shocked from his words, though she hid it. He wants me to stay?
"I won't be working today so I can recover from jet lag, so the study is all yours."
A part of her wanted to reject and tell him that it was okay, that she'd just head out and would work from home instead. However, her body pushed away her shock and reminded her of their actions from the night before, the ache between her legs making its presence known.
"Um, okay," she said softly.
Arnav smiled at her lightly, then kissed her tenderly. "I'm going to draw up a bath for you-"
"Oh no, you don't have to, it's okay. If I take a bath, I just might end up falling asleep in there."
"I'm sorry, I kept you up all night."
"Don't be, or else I'll think you regret last-"
"Not a chance..."
Arnav stepped closer to her, making Khushi take in a sharp breath as she gazed up at him.
"I enjoyed every moment."
"Me too," she nearly whispered.
Arnav cupped her cheek in his hand and kissed her tenderly. "So, a shower then?"
Khushi nodded, then Arnav took her into his arms and went into the bathroom. Her toiletries from before were still there, which stirred a feeling within Khushi, but she chose not to think on it much. Arnav placed Khushi down on her feet and she washed up while he stepped into the closet to get some clothes for her. As she washed up, Khushi couldn't help but to look at her reflection. It was almost as if she was glowing, no doubt an after-affect after fucking Arnav all night long. She glanced over her body, noting the various spots Arnav had teethed, suckled, or gripped on her flesh. Khushi normally was opposed to hickies, but for whatever reason when it came to Arnav, she didn't mind them one bit.
Then again, given the way he makes me feel, it's like where do I even have the mind to even oppose? It feels so good when he- no Khushi, stop! That's enough of your sex brain!
Khushi finished up with brushing her teeth, then made her way into the shower. She absolutely loved the feeling of the warm water raining down over her, comforting her. Through the pitter patter of the water, Khushi heard Arnav come in, but she didn't allow herself to indulge, instead focusing on getting herself clean.
There's no need to go looking for his glorious ass, you've seen enough of it last night!
However, her mental scolding didn't work for long, Arnav opening the shower door and joining her. Khushi's eyes met his and she instantly felt a fire blaze within her. The aching between her legs no longer mattered because her core began to thump, desiring him.
Fucking hell, seeing this man all wet is doing things to me! This is fucking ridiculous! We fucked all night so why-? Oh what a stupid question, the man is fucking sexy as fuck!
Arnav ran his hand through his wet hair and Khushi thought she would turn into a puddle! Fortunately for her, she remained in a solid state, and her eyes roamed over Arnav's physique.
"Checking me out, I see."
Khushi's eyes instantly met his, finding him flashing a roughish grin at her.
Oh, fuck it!
She threw her arms around him and kissed him, Arnav letting out a small grunt. Her tongue enveloped his, feeling the inside of his mouth. She wanted to feel the rest of him, so she trailed her hands down, running them over his chest, down to his abdomen, then to his hard length. Arnav took in sharp breath, looking down at her as Khushi gazed up at him through her lashes.
"You feel so good in my hands," Khushi murmured, moving her hands along him slowly. "But I want you in my mouth."
She kissed him softly, Arnav kissing her in return, before moving down to her knees. She glanced up at him, finding Arnav to be looking at her. Keeping her eyes on him, Khushi reached out and twirled her tongue over the tip of his length, making Arnav groan. The sight of him being in pleasure turned Khushi on, and she took him into her mouth. As she slowly bobbed along his shaft, her hands fondled his balls. They felt like velvet to her touch, so she released his length and took them into her mouth, working him up with her hands again. Khushi felt Arnav place his hands on her head, gripping onto her hair.
In all the time they had been together and Khushi had done oral on him, never once had Arnav been a head-pusher. It was something that she had experienced with Aarush quite a number of times, ruining the experience and making her not even want do oral. But thankfully, Arnav was the opposite - possibly because of his age and maturity, Khushi had thought - and it allowed her to satisfy this desire of hers.
Khushi felt him begin to pulse in her hold, not to mention hear the way Arnav's breathing had changed. His grip slightly tightened on her hair, giving another telltale sign.
"Khushi," he groaned.
She moaned around him, Khushi's head bobbing fast than before as her hand continued to jerk him off.
"Fuck," Arnav growled as he found his release, tightening his hold on Khushi's hair.
Khushi brought his length to the back of her throat, taking him entirely as she gazed up at him, swallowing his load. Arnav breathed heavily, looking down at her, watching her as she kept him in place, her hand fondling his balls, taking every last drop of him, then releasing him. Khushi kept her eyes on him as she licked him clean, reveling in his taste, then placed a tender kiss on the tip of his cock, making Arnav buckle a little, which made her smirk lightly.
Fuck, he tastes so good.
Arnav looped his hands under her arms and brought her up to her feet, then kissed her fiercely, Khushi moaning into him as tongue entangled with hers.
That was another difference between him and Aarush. Aarush always had a problem with kissing her after she would go down on him. It made no sense to her, given that she had no issues kissing him after he would go down on her. But Aarush didn't see it that way and thought of it weird. Khushi didn't like it one bit, and would therefore try to avoid giving him head whenever possible.
After all, if it was such a problem, then it should be a problem for her to put it in her mouth in the first place. Was it dirty and so he felt dirty by it? Then it's definitely something she shouldn't be putting in her mouth, why would she put something dirty in her mouth?
Whatever his issues were, Arnav had none of it, being a man about it.
Maybe older men are the way to go.
Arnav pulled back slightly, looking down at her. "How do you feel?"
Khushi thought she should be asking him the question given what just happened, but she also understood why he was asking. Fortunately, because of what had just happened, Khushi was horned up, so she took his hand and placed it at the apex of her thighs.
"Really good," she murmured, feeling his fingers part through her wet folds.
Arnav glanced down at their hands before looking at her. "Are you sure?"
Khushi could hear the concern in his voice, not to mention see the concern in his eyes, no doubt because they had spent all of last night fucking like rabbits - thus the ache in her thighs - but it no longer mattered. "I'm fine."
For now at least, I'll need an ice pack later!
"You're so wet," Arnav murmured as he buried a finger within her.
"Yes," Khushi moaned, tossing her head back slightly.
"I fucked your beautiful cunt all night, and yet it wasn't enough," he murmured, though more to himself as he withdrew his finger and buried two instead.
"Fuck," she cried out as she clenched around him.
"Your cunt is so, so greedy for me."
"Yes," Khushi panted, her chest heaving.
She didn't give a damn about how desperate she looked.
Arnav's eyes met hers, causing Khushi to involuntarily gasp. There was darkness and intent in his eyes, and Khushi just wanted to melt in them.
"Your cunt may be greedy, but I can't abuse it," and he removed his fingers.
Arnav moved them back until he had Khushi sitting on the bench, then knelt down to his knees, in between her legs. He held them out in his hands, spreading her legs apart, having her cunt right before his face. Khushi bit her thumb as she gazed down at him, her core clenching, desperate for him.
"Seeing you like this... this image of you is stunning."
Khushi could only look at him, panting with need.
"It will stay engraved in my mind and I will treasure this sight forever; the sight of you desperate for me, of your pussy crying... clenching for me, wanting me greedily."
"Fuck me, Arnav," she panted.
"That I will, but for now," he murmured, bringing her leg over his shoulder then moving his hand over her cunt, "I need to pet you."
His fingers ever so softly brushed over her lips, making Khushi shudder and arch her back.
"I need to caress you," he continued, nuzzling his nose against the inside of her thigh.
Khushi let out a small moan.
"I need to cherish you," and he brought his lips to her cunt.
Khushi cried out in pleasure and buried her fingers into his wet hair. His tongue felt absolutely divine against her, just as it always did, and she gyrated her hips against him, loving the way his beard felt against her.
It was by far one of the most steamiest showers Khushi had ever had in her life!
Not to mention one of the most intense showers she had given.
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