The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Twenty Five

It was late night, around 1:30 AM. Arnav was busy in a meeting and it had finally ended and he just wanted to go home. Nigel drove him home and Arnav headed in and went up the elevator. He arrived to the 73rd floor and entered the penthouse.

Etta had heard and came in. "Sir, would you like your dinner now?"

Arnav shook his head. "No thanks, I'm not hungry. I'm just gonna head up and go to bed."

Etta nodded and left. Arnav headed up in the private elevator and went to the top floor. He entered his room and saw Khushi in bed, facing away from him. But Khushi wasn't asleep. She only had her eyes shut, pretending to be asleep. Khushi just couldn't fall asleep because she was waiting for him to come home, feeling restless until his presence was around.

Arnav headed to the bathroom and washed up, taking a quick shower. He went into the dressing room and got into his PJs and went back to the bedroom. He climbed into bed and got under the blanket.

Arnav turned towards Khushi and held her around her waist as he looked over her. "Khushi," he softly called out.

Khushi said nothing, continuing to pretend that she was asleep.

"Khushi, I know you're awake," he said softly.

It surprised Khushi how he knew that she was awake, but she made no physical reaction and kept her eyes shut.

Arnav got irritated. "Khushi cut the crap out and look at me when I'm calling you!"

Khushi snapped and got up and faced him. "I will get up if I want to get up and you can't order me! You can't control everyone and everything! So calm your balls down!!"

Arnav's temper rose as Khushi turned to lie back down again, when Arnav grabbed her arm and made her turn around. Khushi whipped right back around and Arnav moved his other hand up and entangled it in her hair so that she would look at him, and Khushi held herself from crying out in pain, pursing her lips.

"I can do as I please," Arnav said dangerously.

Khushi's chest heaved, feeling pain and being scared. "Why," Khushi asked boldly. "Because you had a fucked up past?"

Khushi knew it had to be that because nothing else would make sense of his problem.

Arnav looked at her with anger-filled, wide eyes. He tossed her back, yanking his hand out of her hair, hurting her in the process, making her cry out. He pinned her back against the bed, holding her wrists beside her head.

"Take back what you said," Arnav huffed.

Khushi looked him straight in the eye. "No."

Arnav dived in to her neck and began to suck on it. Khushi screamed from the sudden move as Arnav moved his hands under her v-neck and squeezed her molds over her bra. Khushi did not like the sudden gestures at all screamed again. But Arnav didn't pay any mind to it and pushed her breasts out of her shirt and began to suck on them. He bit down on her swells, making Khushi cry out in pain. Khushi began to cry from the pain and her tears streamed down her face.

Arnav had moved to her neck and felt her tears. He let go and looked up and saw the tears streaming down her face as she looked at him. Arnav felt something in him, and he just couldn't see her in tears. He got up immediately and went out to the terrace, trying to figure out what the stir within him was. Khushi turned away and cried herself to sleep, unable to believe that he is the same man that she fell in love with.

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It was around 4 in the morning when Khushi's sleep was disturbed. There was a sound of a scream and Khushi woke wide awake, breathing heavily. She felt Arnav behind her and turned to see him tossing and turning, mumbling something. His eyes were still shut and Khushi thought he must be having a nightmare.

"Arnav," Khushi called out.

She grabbed his arm and began to push him awake. Arnav was still tossing his head so Khushi caressed his face and patted his cheek.

"Arnav, wake up," Khushi said.

Arnav woke up, his eyes wide in fear and horror. He was covered in sweat, panting really hard. Khushi wiped the sweat off of his forehead and caressed his face again.

"Arnav, are you okay?"

Arnav looked at her and Khushi looked at him worriedly. He pulled her into a hug, turning them to her side, pushing her into the bed. He kissed her on her lips, all over her face, her neck and shoulders.

"Give yourself to me," Arnav said in a shaky voice. "Please."

Khushi entangled her fingers in his hair. She had never seen Arnav in such a state. He seemed so vulnerable, so weak. She couldn't stand the sight. She felt Arnav shake in her arms and she wanted to comfort him.

Khushi nodded. "Okay," she whispered.

Arnav groaned on her lips and kissed her hungrily. Khushi responded to his kiss and held onto him tightly. Arnav began to tug on the hem of Khushi's v-neck, so Khushi arched her back up and let Arnav take it off. She wasn't in her bra (because it's bad to sleep in it -> can cause breast cancer), so her top half was completely exposed to him. Arnav disposed his own shirt and pulled Khushi up so that she sat in his lap. Arnav looked into Khushi's eyes and Khushi looked into his, both breathing heavily. Arnav cupped Khushi's breasts in his hands and Khushi looked down at them. He brushed her nipples against his, making Khushi gasp at the contact.

"Arnav," Khushi whispered.

Arnav began to knead them, making Khushi throw her head back in pleasure. He placed fluttery kisses on her chest and Khushi held onto his hair. Arnav moved his hands down and began to tug on Khushi's PJs. He lifted her up and lowered them and then completely disposed them, along with her panties. Khushi helped him to get rid of his boxers and both sat there bare and naked.

Arnav needed things done fast, so he took out a condom and rolled it on. Once he did, he placed Khushi over him and both groaned in satisfaction. Arnav moved her along his member, loving the feeling of being within her. He placed her back on the bed and pumped in and out of her. Khushi's hands were on the sides of her head, Arnav's fingers entangled through hers. Arnav thrusted faster with each thrust as she felt her body clench around his member.

Khushi felt her climax coming. "Arnav," she moaned.

Arnav was also about to hit his high, so he thrusted faster. Within a few thrusts, both of them hit their peaks, Khushi moaning and Arnav grunting. Arnav gave three more thrusts and then pulled out and collapsed on her.

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When everything began to clear around me, I realized that Arnav was lying on my stomach, breathing against it. He was sated and calm - really calm. Just a few minutes ago, he looked scared to death and now it was as if nothing happened. But what was it that he dreamt that caused him to get so scared?

I put my fingers through his hair, making Arnav flinch slightly. I guess he was stuck in thought as well. He moved his head along with my fingers and sighed peacefully against my stomach. He was definitely feeling comfort at the moment.

"Arnav," I whispered softly. "What did you dream of?"

Arnav looked up at me, a hint of fear in his eyes. He didn't say anything, but just looked away and then came off of me. He went back to his side of the bed and went to sleep. I just looked at him for a few moments, feeling confused.

What is it that he dreamt, that he can't even tell me?