The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Twenty Three

I stood up at that moment, surprising Arnav by my sudden move. I walked right up and out the room and headed towards the stairs. I went right up to my room and threw Arnav's overcoat and suit jacket, which were still in my hands. I went in to the walk-in closet and got all my stuff out and began to pack. As I packed, Arnav came in and watched me as I packed.

Arnav scoffed lightly. "I told you, you wouldn't be able to stay here," he said, crossing his arms, leaning against the door.

I ignored Arnav and continued to pack. As soon as I was done, I grabbed two duffel bags and headed out. I noticed Arnav go in and get two more and came behind me, but I didn't care. I headed towards the stairs and went upstairs.

"What the?! Khushi what are you-"

But I didn't care to listen to what he had to say and walked into the gallery and into Arnav's room, and set my bags down. I went back out into the hallway and found Arnav fuming, looking at me wide-eyed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him.

"Khushi, what the hell do you think you're doing?"

I ignored and just as he was about to repeat his question, Etta came up with a handful of towels in her hands.

"Etta," I called out, and Arnav released me, since he didn't know she was behind him.

"Yes Khushi," she asked.

"Could you help me move my bags up here? I'm moving into Arnav's room."

Etta nodded. "Okay," she said, glancing at Arnav quickly, and then looking back at me.

I walked away from Arnav and headed down to my room. I noticed that Arnav had left the bags he was holding right at the bottom of the stairs.

Shaking my head.

I told Etta to take those, and I went back to my room and got the others. Within five minutes, all of my stuff was moved in and I thanked Etta, and she left to start on dinner.

I went to open my bags, when Arnav came in and turned me around.

"Khushi, are you even thinking-?!"

"Look Arnav - I don't care anymore. I am staying in this room, no matter what."

Arnav looked at me furiously, his eyes tensed and slightly wide, filled with anger. "You need to go. Now Khushi."

"No."

"Khushi, I am warning you right now: if you stay, then I will act like the way that I used to."

"I don't care."

Arnav fumed, his chest heaving. I just looked at him, prepared for what he was going to say next. But instead, he did something. Arnav pushed me back and I went falling back right onto his bed. Before I could even say anything, Arnav came over me and kissed me wildly.

Arnav pulled away first. "Khushi, I'm warning you, things will go far and you will get hurt."

I looked straight into his eyes with full confidence. "I. Don't. Care."

Arnav didn't say anything, but he looked like he gave up on the argument, and kissed me harshly. I tried to calm him down, but I had no control whatsoever. He was kissing me harshly and was sucking and biting my neck harshly as well.

"Arnav please," I gasped.

Arnav brought us up and removed my cardigan and t-shirt. I tried to say something, but he covered my lips with his as he unhooked my bra. He traveled down my throat and pulled on the skin there, and it hurt! He moved to the crook of my neck and continued his business as I tried to say something, but I kept getting distracted and kept moaning.

Out of nowhere, Arnav placed me back down and pulled my leggings and panties down.

"Arnav-"

Arnav disposed of all of my clothes onto the floor and picked me back up and placed me on his lap.

"Arn-"

Arnav covered my mouth with his again and I felt him move his hand around underneath me. At the sound of unzipping, I knew he was opening up his pants. Arnav broke away from me and I was left without any breath. I gasped for air, as he lowered his pants and boxers.

"Arnav-"

I felt Arnav move his manhood beneath me and I gasped. Ever since the confession, we haven't had sex, and it had been weeks, and this is not good. The minute he touched me down there, all that sexual desire that was stowed away came right back and bloomed right on!

Arnav must've figured out that I was turned on, because he smirked his sexy smirk at me. He rubbed the tip of his manhood against my entrance and I moaned, grabbing onto his hair tightly, getting a little hiss out of him. He rubbed it against my clit, and I really couldn't think at this point anymore. This was wrong, but it felt so right!

"Arnav," I moaned.

I was so lost, I didn't even realize that Arnav had gotten a condom out and had rolled it on. But as I slowly came down, Arnav entered me, making me moan really loud. And then things went completely out of my hands. Arnav held my waist tightly, his nails digging into my skin, as he moved me up and down on him. I held onto his shoulders tightly, digging my nails in, for control, but I had no chance.

As the thrusts continued, I felt myself build. I grabbed onto his hair tightly, wanting him to continue so I could reach, but right at that moment, he stopped. He pulled out and laid me down, making me lose my high.

"Arnav," I mewled.

Arnav stroked his hands on my inner thighs, making me close my eyes and throw my head back due to the sensitivity. Arnav came above me again and entered me again, making me moan out loud again. His hands were right beside my head and he full-on thrusted. I held onto his forearms tightly, trying to get his rhythm, but I just couldn't because he was pumping really fast.

"Arnav," I moaned really loud.

I was reaching my high again, and again, just at that moment, he pulled out, leaving me empty and flabbergasted. I gulped down some air, my chest heaving insanely, and lost the feeling again. Arnav smirked at me devilishly and turned me over so that I was on my front. I tried to pick myself up, but Arnav pushed me back down, making me cry out in surprise. Moving my knees up, my butt tooched up in the air, he entered me again harshly. I cried out slightly, but Arnav didn't pay any mind to it, and continued to thrust.

"Arnav please," I cried.

But Arnav didn't stop, and held onto my hair tightly and thrusted faster. His thrusts went faster each and every time and I couldn't take it any longer and shattered crying out in a guttural moan. Arnav grunted and shattered as well, crying out next to my ear.

Arnav pulled out and laid beside me, breathing harshly for air. I tried to gather my strength, but only had a little in me. But I managed to get enough, so that I could slightly pick myself up and looked at Arnav. He was still in his shirt and tie, his pants just lowered. And me? I had nothing on me, completely bare... naked... used for his satisfaction... used for his pleasure... completely controlled by Arnav.