Dark Night Dawning

Chapter 13

Suddenly, desired surged through her like waves and her head bent down of its own volition, her lips touching his in the lightest of kisses. When she felt Arnav kissing her right back, she stepped back in shock. Arnav eyes snapped open to look at her standing, her body bathed in moonlight, her chest heaving, her quivering belly exposed through her sheer net saree.

'I ... your lap top was right there..... I just put it away.... You can go back to sleep now. I'll just draw the curtains -----'

Khushi knew she was blabbering. Just as she raised her right hand ready to draw the curtains, she felt Arnav's hand enclose around hers, stopping her. He turned her around and pushed her back against the French doors. Khushi began to tremble. She wasn't sure if it was because of the coldness of the glass doors touching her back or if it was his nearness. Her bangles made a slight clinking sound as their joined hands slid down slowly.

Arnav moved his hand to her hair and slowly undid the clips she used to pin her hair. He pushed the unruly lock behind the ear, sliding his fingers down her cheek, her neck, across her collar bone and came to rest gently on her left shoulder. His delicate touch scorched her skin like fire and her trembling increased, her chest heaving. He slowly undid the safety pin, holding her pallu in his hands, as she stood against the glass in her blouse.

'Did you know that there was absolutely no use of the pallu?' he whispered, 'All evening you looked just like you do right now.'

He put his hands on her waist, spanning it as if he was trying to measure it, slowly sliding his hands up around to her back, he undid the jewelled clasp. He slowly slid his hands up the side of her breasts all the way to her collar bone to gently peel the blouse off her.

'Arnavji! Someone might see us -------' Khushi suddenly realized her bare back was against the glass doors that opened to the patio. As she made a move to cover herself, he stopped her, bringing both her hands to her sides.

'Shhh....Khushi, there is not enough light here, I am having difficult looking at you myself.'

She looked ethereal. His eyes darkened with desire as he looked at her. Her face was flushed with desire, the milky white skin of her delicate swan like neck, her gently rounded shoulders, the round mounds of her breasts, her thin curvy waist, her flat abdomen and navel just above the pleats of her saree that was wrapped around her rounded hips.

'Undo my buttons Khushi -----' he commanded softly.

Hardly aware of what she was doing, she fumbled at the buttons of his shirt, slipping them through their holes. She pushed his shirt back and off his shoulders. He was magnificent.

Her gaze drifted over his broad shoulders and down to the wide muscles of his chest, and lower still to a flat stomach and lean waist. Dark springy hair grew in a mat over his chest and tapered gradually to a narrow line that disappeared intriguingly into the waistband of his jeans.

She placed her hands on his hair roughened chest, moving them slowly so that the hair abraded her palms. He was so beautiful to her that he took her breath away.

His eyes filled with desire so intense that it bordered on anguish. He pulled her against him so that her breasts touched his hard chest, his hardness pressed against the softness of her abdomen. Khushi raised her hands automatically and put them around his neck. As Arnav used his body to push her once again against the cold glass windows, his mouth searched for and found the sweetness of hers, Khushi pushed back with all her might to avoid the cold on her bare back, her hands still clutched around his neck.

Arnav then slid his hand into her hair to pull her head back, bending down to kiss the nape of her neck, sucking bits of her skin. His head then moved down, taking one engorged peak into his mouth, and he slowly began to suck on it. Khushi's hand clutched at his hair, bringing him closer as she thrust her breast toward his eager mouth. She felt a molten heat pooling at the lower part of her body as Arnav continued to suck harder. As Khushi arched her back, he took the other peak in his mouth and began his ministrations. Khushi began to moan as she dug her finger nails into his strong muscled back, an unknown craving for fulfilment beginning to take form.