Teri-Meri Dance: an erotic take

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Khushi's heart raced as she recalled the events of the past hour. She couldn't believe her Arnavji danced with her, in front of his family, like that. She traced the hands along her stomach, trying to recreate the magic of his fingers. She was in her own dreamworld when she heard the door lock. Thinking it was her sister coming to check up on her, she started babbling on.

Khushi: Jiji, I can't believe Arnavji danced with me. Don't know what's going on with him. He is this big rakshash most days and then he dances with me. This laad governor will make me go mad one day. Jiji...Why aren't you saying anything?

Khushi turns back, only to see the devil himself smirking at her with his arms crossed near his chest. Oh how handsome that smirk made him look. As her eyes met his, his feet started taking long strides toward her as if he is rushing to catch his prey. As always. she started making backwards, making Arnav's smirk more visible.

Arnav: So Khushi, why do you always move backward?

Khushi: Because...because you always come forward

Arnav: What's the problem with that? Don't tell me you're scared of me. I promise I won't eat you ;)

They continued moving backwards until Khushi hit a wall. Arnav takes a good look her, memorizing every curve of her body. Realizing she is not meeting his eyes, he brings his hands toward the wall and cages Khushi from both sides. She tries to move away but he is always one step ahead of her, calculating and obstructing her every move with his arms. Khushi's cheeks turn the darkest shade of red and her dhak dhak reaches its limit. 

This is the moment Arnav has been waiting for ever since the night she fell into his arms. He lusted after her day and night. Whether he was with Lavanya or busy with work, her beauty was always in the back of his mind. Knowing the finitude of his control, Arnav held back, letting her decide how far they were going to let things go tonight. For the longest time, they stood still, with Khushi looking down to the ground, caged securely in between Arnav's arms. She didn't make a move and Raizada was losing his patience. And then she bit her lip. Not in the I'm confused way or I'm uncomfortable way but in the way where Arnav knew she was waiting to be kissed by him. That's all it took for Arnav to pounce on her.

He brought his hands down to her bare mid-riff and pulled her towards him. This made her head jerk-up, finally meeting his eyes. He brought her body so close to his that there was barely enough space left for air to pass in-between. He looked into her eyes to see if there were any hesitation but he was only able to see his own desires mirror in hers. He pushed her back into wall, still holding on her stomach, and finally took her lips into a mind numbing kiss. The kiss was harsh and rough, a consequence of the built up lust and love from the past year. He pinched her stomach to demand entry into her mouth and he played with her tongue. He was kissing her as if he would die if their lips disconnected. He was kissing her as if he wanted the two of them to melt into each other. At the same time, his hands were exploring all the possible bare areas of her body. His rough hands roamed around her stomach, her open back, and her hands, making them red by squeezing her soft skin. 

Khushi was no less horny. She wanted to be kissed by her Arnavji tonight; there have been too many restless nights. She enjoyed his lips on her, his tongue exploring her mouth, his hands on her bare body. She wanted to stay like this forever. She tried to touch Arnav's body but only got more and more frustrated with his layers of clothing. She touched around his abdomen, feeling his hard body. She wanted more. She wanted to touch him like he was touching her; she wanted leave her marks on his body. 

Their lips disconnected due to their need for air but Arnav's lips never left her body. He moved on her cheeks and her eyes, leaving sloppy kisses all over her face. He then moved to her neck, licking and biting the soft skin there. He made her tilt her head back and continued ravishing her chin to her near chest area. He left red bite marks all over and soothed them with his saliva. Khushi kept on following his lead, moaning "Arnavji" every-time he would give her a love bite, making him even harder.