The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Forty Four

Khushi laid in bed, wide awake, deep into the night. Arnav was laying on her chest, breathing lightly as he slept. She wondered how he could be sleeping so peacefully when her heart was still racing fast, thumping so hard as if it were trying to escape her chest. There was no way Khushi could calm herself down, especially after what they had just done. The thought of it sent tingles up her spine. Khushi felt her body come to life, her blood rushing south.

Suddenly Arnav groaned. He slowly lifted his head and looked at Khushi lazily with a smile.

"Thinking about earlier," he said, though it sounded more like a statement than a question.

Khushi blushed and nodded.

Suddenly, she felt a little twitch within her. Both Arnav and Khushi looked down at their connected bodies.

Khushi blushed and looked at him. "Round two?"

Arnav smiled. "I could go on to round infinity and would still never get enough of you."

Khushi blushed harder. She was grateful that the darkness hid that because Arnav's playful teases would have made it worse. Thoughts of their previous round flashed through her head once more and shivers went up her spine again. Arnav groaned and Khushi snapped out of her thought and looked at him.

"I love how you clench onto my cock," Arnav groaned.

Khushi gasped at his words and blushed harder. His words made her body hum and clench onto him again. Arnav moaned and shut his eyes, resting his head on Khushi's chest.

Khushi cupped his face and made him look at her. "Round two begins."

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Khushi set her mug down as Arnav entered the TV room. She ogled him, taking in the crisp, three-piece navy blue colored suit he was wearing. Khushi made her way over to him and fixed his tie.

"Don't you look handsome this morning," Khushi smiled.

"It's just the face and the suit," Arnav simply said.

"Well I think the inside is handsome. Sexy, I might add," she winked.

Arnav cocked an eyebrow. "Really? Even after I gagged you and had tied you up to the posts of our bed last night?"

Khushi blushed on the spot, remembering back to that moment from the night before.

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"Rule number three: reality is way more different than your books."

In the blink of an eye, Arnav picked her up, carrying her on his shoulder. Khushi made a sound out of surprise, but it was muffled by the gag. Arnav placed her down on the bed, laying her flat. Khushi gasped as she landed on her back. She gazed up at Arnav, wondering what he would do to her.

Arnav ran the back of his fingers down Khushi's cheek. "So beautiful," he said, though it seemed he was saying that more to himself.

His hand continued to wander down and Khushi shivered. When he reached her breasts, her hand reached out and caught his. Arnav cocked an eyebrow and looked down at her hand and then at Khushi.

Khushi gulped. But it tickles, she thought, though she did want to tell him that.

Arnav smirked and Khushi gulped once more. She could see something form in Arnav's eyes. It seemed dark and dangerous, yet exciting.

"Rule number four," Arnav said, "things go my way."

Arnav grabbed Khushi's hands and brought them up above her head. Khushi gasped, her back arching up, pushing her breasts upward. Arnav held her wrists in one hand and used his other hand to cup her breast.