Part 70 Sweaty moment...
Khushi looked at him unbelievably.
"Are you...?"
Yes, I kidnapped you."
"But why...?"
"You are going to be with me for the whole day... only you and me."
"You are unbelievable you know..."
"I know... Don't waste the time... go and get fresh... breakfast is ready..."
"Did you prepare?" she asked perplexed.
"No way... I just brought it..." Arnav said controlling his smile.
"What about lunch?"
"Waiting for your orders..."
"No need... I will cook."
"Are you sure?"
"Yup."
"Ok, make the list of necessary things. I will ask the security to bring them."
"Ok..."
Khushi started writing.
"By the way, what place is this?"
"Our farmhouse..."
"Ohh..."
She handed the list to him and about to turn to go to the washroom, she stopped.
"What will I wear?"
Arnav gestured for her to see the bag which he brought from RM.
"Ohh... well planned..." Khushi said while going towards the bag.
They had breakfast. The security brought the listed provisions. Taking it from his hand, Khushi went to the kitchen.
"We have enough time Khushi... you can cook later."
"I have to do some pre-cooking preparations."
"What's that?"
Boiling water, she poured it into a hot box and then added chickpeas to it.
"It has to be socked..."
"Ohh... does it need to be soaked?" He asked wondering.
"Arnavji... I don't know you don't even have the basic knowledge in cooking..." She chuckled.
"How do I know?"
"Yeah... how do you know after all you know only about fabrics..."
"What are you going to cook?"
"Chola bhatura."
"That's good."
Taking all-purpose flour, wheat flour, and rava, she prepared dough. Arnav leaned on the kitchen slab and kept asking her about her preparation.
"What flour is this?"
"All-purpose flour..."
"Oh... can we use this for anything?"
Khushi pressed her lips thinking something.
"Yeah... we can do anything... we can even apply it on our partner's face." She said while applying it on Arnav's face.
"What the..."
Khushi laughed at him.
"It's not easy to handle Khushi. Understand? " She said raising her imaginary collar.
"Yeah... only I know how much I forced you for the marriage..." Arnav said dusting the flour.
"Do you think I married you only because you forced me?" she questioned him with a content smile.
Arnav stopped dusting and nodded his head like, "NO?" Khushi nodded her head left to right, pressing her lips.
"Then what was the reason?"
"Guess what?"
"Mmmm...For your mother...?"
She nodded NO.
"Haan, for your sister..."
She again nodded NO.
"Then?"
"It's because I liked you."
Arnav's eyes popped out.
"Did you like me?"
Khushi nodded yes.
"I can't believe this... I thought you hate me..."
"I never hated you even though when you fought with me..."
"Really?"
"Yup... of course, you were a haughty head man..."
Arnav dropped his jaw.
"But I liked other qualities of yours."
"Then?"
"When you proposed to me, I became nervous. But I didn't expect you would force me."
"What to do...? I had no choice..."
"yeah... I would not have married to you if you had not forced me."
Taking a step ahead, he whispered in her ear.
"I love you so much you know." He said huskily.
As he didn't expect,
"I too love you so much..."
Arnav's lips spilt a gorgeous smile. He pecked her forehead strongly.
"Let me cook..."
"You said you are going to do only pre-cooking work? What are you doing now?"
"Just wait..."
Khushi made keer quickly. She transferred it in a bowl and extended it to Arnav.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY Arnavji..."
Arnav was dumbfounded.
"How do you know?" he asked unbelievably.
"I know... this is why you kidnapped me..."
"Fantastic..."
Khushi fed him a spoon full of keer.
"It tastes good..."
"Thank you. Let me finish cooking."
"Ok go ahead."
Arnav waited in the kitchen and finished the keer. Taking an hour, Khushi finished cooking Chola Bhatura.
"Finished..."
Arnav tasted the chole.
"It's nice, Khushi..."
"Amma taught me..."
"I didn't know you cook well. I missed your dexterity it seems..."
"Don't worry. After the contract period, I will cook daily."
Arnav coughed, who was drinking water. He looked at her shockingly.
"What does that mean?"
"Means, I will resign the job..."
"Are you serious?"
"Haan... no one could force me to continue..." she said with attitude.
"What if I force you?"
"Will you?"
Arnav nodded yes.
"Don't you dare Arnavji... you don't know me..." she said extending her index finger.
Arnav flinched back
"Let's have lunch."
Arnav ate silently, making face like he ate ginger.
"How is it?"
"Not good..." he said seriously.
"Even though it's not good I will resign from the job."
"Khushi, don't make me angry. Or else..."
Khushi folded her hands like,
"Or else?"
"Please...don't..."
Khushi sighed.
"I'm just kidding..."
"But why?"
"Just for fun..."
"Unbelievable..."
"I can't resign the job because Babuji has borrowed money for our marriage."
Arnav stopped eating. He didn't look at her but nodded yes.
"Chola Bhatura is extraordinary." He said and went to wash his hand.
They roamed in the farmhouse. Arnav showed her every corner of the house. As it was in outskirt Delhi, it was so calm. They came in. Khushi took the remote to switch on the TV. Arnav searched for something on his mobile. Khushi was about to press the button, she stopped and looked at Arnav as Arnav played the music for which he danced in his collage annual day function... for which Khushi danced on their sangeet function with Lavanya.
Khushi smiled at him but as she didn't expect, Arnav extended his hand, asking for her to join him. A sudden nervousness occupied Khushi's heart. Arnav's daggered gaze may be the reason. She slowly raised her hand towards his. In no time Arnav pulled her close to him.
At first, they started dancing with the steps they already knew. But...in a few minutes, it changed into something completely.
Though they danced it was not just a dance but a FOREPLAY...or we can name it as a POETIC CONSUMMATION... or we can say that they were making their bodies ready for the biggest step of their life. They touched one another with the excuse of dance.
Arnav hugged her from behind, to get a chance to touch her ear-lobe with his lips. Their sleeping hormones turned into drunken monkeys. They made their blood seethe.
After removing all the hesitation, they fell on the bed panting hard, looking at one another with a yearning gaze. In no time, Arnav rolled towards her and settled on her heaving cheat.
Khushi's hands sneaked his head. He slowly raised his head kissed her cheek. Killing the entire gap between them, he locked her lips just like he wanted to eat her completely. She felt the friction of passion in his touch. She loved the way he touched her even though he touched the most sensual places where only he has the right to touch. There was no reluctance for him to do that. He wanted her...he needed her... his body longed for her like a crazy addict. He no longer could hold himself.
Usually, people apologize only after hurting another. But Arnav did that previously.
"Khushi I'm sorry..."
Khushi looked at him not getting anything. But his next MOVE told her the reason for his apology. She was about to bit her lip to bear the pain, Arnav didn't give her the chance to do that and he seized her lip to divert her mind. When he sensed she is fine, he continued what he started.
The sound of their pleasure echoed the whole room as he started moving rhythmically. His gentle and balanced moves provided her with these explosions and electric vibrations. As it goes smoothly, his body begged him to go deeper. His body cried as it gets more and more hard. He submitted himself to her...he dedicated himself to her, receiving the replies to all of his erotic desires, making her moan, matching with his. His mild moan became intense when his body felt the blissful shiver and he succeeded in getting the heavenly pleasure.
In this lovemaking, their bodies were sweating yet they were not getting tired. The vibration of the pleasurable lovemaking was still there in their bodies. As Arnav wished, he lost his virginity to the one who is going to be with him forever. Khushi was the luckiest girl to receive such honour.
To be continued...