The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Forty

It was late at night, almost three, but Arnav and Khushi were wide awake. Khushi laid back and ran her fingers through Arnav's hair, while Arnav relaxed, laying his head on her stomach.

"Arnav?"

"Yes Angel?"

"Did you go easy on me?"

Arnav looked up at her. "What?"

"Earlier, when you..." but Khushi couldn't bring the words to her mouth, blushing really hard.

Arnav smirked and sat up, facing her. "Yeah, I did."

"I had a feeling," Khushi said softly.

"And why's that."

"It felt easy," she whispered.

Arnav chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Oh angel."

"Well it did," Khushi blushed.

Arnav smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. "Khushi, I went easy on you because you're a beginner. You don't have that kind of experience and you're not used to it, so I did that," he said softly. "Besides, you don't really know anything about it."

Khushi gasped dramatically. "Yes I do! I've read a lot of books that have men as kinky as you!"

"Oh really," Arnav questioned, arching his eyebrow in amusement.

"Yes, and for your information, I've read fifty shades so-"

"Oh, not you too," Arnav groaned.

"What," Khushi said innocently.

"I hate that book."

Khushi gasped dramatically again. "You hate my Christian?"

Arnav rolled his eyes. "Because of that book, I've had subs thinking they'd get the same crap that happened in that book."

Well this is news, Khushi said in her head. "Really?"

"Yes, but I was never interested. Not until I met you, at least."

Khushi blushed. "I know."

"Good," and he kissed her forehead. "Cause if you didn't, I have ways to make you."

Khushi gasped. His eyes were filled a dark promise, making Khushi gulp. "You do?"

"I do."

Khushi looked away as blush heated her cheeks. "W-well I do know some stuff, so y-you're wrong."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Khushi nodded. "Yes."

Arnav grinned mischievously. "How so?"

Khushi held her head up high. "I could name all the stuff in your wardrobe."

Arnav's eyebrows shot up. "Really?"

"Yes."

Khushi got out of bed and stood up. Arnav joined her and followed her as she walked into the dressing room. She opened up the wardrobe and Arnav stood beside her, his arms crossed, completely amused.

"The masks and handcuffs are self-explanatory. This," she said reaching in, "is a flogger. A good replacement for your hand when spanking."

Arnav nodded in agreement.

"This," she said, pulling out another item, "is a paddle, another good substitute."

Arnav grinned.

"Then there's bondage cuffs, spreader bars, ben wa balls, a vibrator, a riding crop, and a belt."

"Very good, angel."