Fear of Falling in Love (Completed)✔️

61 Sweet tourture

Part 61 Sweet torture

Taking a deep breath, Arnav lay on Khushi's chest. Khushi struggled hard not to close her eyes.

According to the CONDITION, Khushi should not close her eyes for the entire course. If she closed her eyes, the action would be repeated. If Khushi had used her mind a little, she would have gotten the clear picture that either she kept her eyes open or close, the action would be undoubtedly repeated however. But, the sequence didn't let her mind work. The closeness of Arnav blocked her mind from working. What she saw, what she heard, what she felt was only Arnav.

It was Damn pressure to work under a CONDITION. She could not close her eyes after Arnav started working on her. More to her awkwardness, he pulled up his T-shirt and threw it away. It was one hell of DHAK! DHAK! moment because she knew within a few moments her clothes would also join Arnav's clothes on the floor.

Don't we know clothes are the biggest hindrance to intimacy? Many beds have witnessed the scattered buttons and hooks at the time of intimacy in a day to day life... the urgency is justified...

Here, the time came... the worst part was Khushi still kept her eyes open but she found a trick to lessen her awkwardness. She averted her eyes from Arnav's face. More than her nudity, her half-closed eyes kicked his sense off. She faced a tough time when his warm palms brushed her delicate skin. She could do nothing but press his bare shoulders.

In the attempt of examining her patience,

"What did you say?" Arnav whispered, ignoring her unbearable state.

"Mmm?" she asked in her half-dizzy state.

"My fingers have magic in them?" his husky voice sounded threatening.

Khushi was horrified. What was he going to do now? Would he REPEAT the same...? In her eyes opened state...? Yes... he repeated the same, giving her hard time. How could she be keeping her eyes open when his fingers playing magic? She turned her face, biting her lip and flinching.

"Look at me, Khushi..." he ordered... but softly.

Khushi felt like crying. It was a sweet torture that was literally slaying her. She pleaded with him through her eyes with quivering lips. Of course, Arnav worked hard only to get this bliss full sight. It seems, she would reach the heights with just his finger magic that he didn't want to happen. He pulled his fingers out.

"I agree my fingers have the magic of making you shiver... What about showing the skills of my tongue?" he dropped a bomb on her head.

In no time, Khushi circled his neck tight not letting him think of doing that.

"Please, don't..." she begged.

"If you let me do it, you may plead me to do it again" he whispered.

"No...I don't want to plead" she literally pleaded.

Pulling her from the hug, he seized her petals. To his surprise, Khushi kissed him wildly. Maybe, that was the effect of him on her. That triggered his rushing hormones. The man who already lost his control seeing Khushi's condition had no reason to delay. He pushed himself into her, looking at her expression who could no longer keep her eyes open. She lost it. She might have lost it... but, she was not the loser. In fact, both were the winners.

Khushi slowly opened her eyes, accepting her defeat. An evil grin appeared in his mouth. His eyes gradually roved across her upper body. There was something greedy in the way he admired her. His glazed eyes smiled more.

Inserting her hand in his nape, she pulled him onto her chest.

"I never knew you would have such an unbearable side" she murmured.