The Beats Of My Heart | Meri Dil Ki Dhadkan

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Stepping out, I could see Arnav waiting for me, still siting in the same spot I had left him. He was looking down, twiddling his thumbs.

Honestly, he is such a poser! He could model for the company calendar- wait, no! I don't want anyone gazing at my husband, he's mine and mine alone!

Taking a deep breath, I walked over to him, nervous of his reaction. He looked up at me as I got closer to him, and his mouth dropped. I tried tugging on the dress, but it wasn't going any lower.

So much for thinking that it was decent.

As I got closer to him, he stood up. His eyes wandered up and down along me, and I tucked my hair behind my ear, feeling blush rise on my cheeks.

"Whoa," he finally said when I stood before him.

"That's... actually what I said when... I saw my reflection."

Arnav's eyes wouldn't drop off of me. The slip was outlining my body, down to the last detail. It was obvious he couldn't resist, and so he pulled me in and kissed me, a groan coming out of his throat. It somewhat surprised me how one little outfit could affect him as so. After all, given that I knew Arnav's past relationships were all sexual, I'm absolutely positive that at least one of those women had worn something similar, if not something sexier, for him. But given his reaction, I guess none of those women had anything on me.

Just then my phone rang off. Arnav let go, but I held on.

"Khushi-"

"Ignore it," I simply said.

I kissed him once more and he caressed my cheek. As my tongue caressed his, my phone went off again, and once again Arnav tried to pull away, but I held onto him. It was as if the lingerie had transformed me, and there wasn't one part of me that was going to let go of Arnav tonight.

My phone rang once more, but I ignored it and made Arnav ignore it as well. It rang again, and when it rang the fifth time, I got pissed! With an angry groan, I let go of Arnav and went to the stupid device, only to see that the number was an unknown one. Irritated, I blocked the number and turned off my phone, throwing it aside and looking at Arnav with a huff.

"People these days," I scowled.

Arnav grinned, humored by my irritation. He sat back down on the bed, and if he thought I was letting this go so easily, he was mistaken.

I went over to him and stood in between his legs. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he placed his hands at my waist, humor still clear in his expression. But I ignored it and kissed him, caressing his cheek with one hand, tilting his face up to mine. I felt one of his hands skim down along the slip, and then go under it. A moan escaped my lips, getting caught in between us. His other hand slipped under as well, and while the one went to my rear, the other went in between my thighs.

"Arnav," I moaned against his lips, feeling his fingers graze along my femininity.

"You're so wet baby," and his finger penetrated me.

I cried out in pleasure and tossed my head back, gripping onto his shoulders. I could feel his eyes on me, watching me as I lost myself to pleasure, and as much as I wanted to look at those beautiful brown eyes of his, I couldn't get myself to. The way his finger moved through me was indescribable, and when he replaced one for two, I felt my brain go to mush. However, that feeling was quickly halted when I thought I heard a loud thud in the hallway.

"What was that," I asked, my head quickly snapping to the door.

"What was what," Arnav frowned.

"I thought I heard someone."

I tried to free myself from Arnav's hold to go see what it was, when his grip tightened on my ass and his fingers curved within me. A loud cry left my lips as my nails dug into Arnav's shoulders.

"Oh no you don't," I heard him mutter.

Before I could even respond, Arnav removed his fingers from me and flipped me over, pinning me down to the bed with his body.

"What the-?"

"Why do I get the feeling that you could hear what's going on down in the lobby," he teased.

I frowned at him. "Shut up," and I pulled him down and kissed him.

I could feel Arnav grin as he kissed me in return, and he quickly made me forget everything. He moved us up to the center of the bed, and I disposed of his clothing. Turning him over, I straddled his waist and brushed off the straps of my slip. Arnav gazed up at me, briefly mesmerized as the silk slid down my arms, exposing my breasts. As soon as they were free, Arnav's lips latched onto my nipple, earning a cry from my lips. He turned me back over and got rid of the fabric, and I was a goner, lost to the bliss and pleasure.

Later that evening when we were briefly sated, I laid in Arnav's arms, regaining my breath.

What was that noise? It wasn't the first time that I had heard something from outside our door. But Arnav didn't.... Am I really hearing things or is it just me and my dumb head?

"Khushi?"

"Hmm," I hummed, not really paying attention.

"Khushi," and Arnav tilted my chin up to him

"Huh," I said, snapping back to reality.

He looked at me questioningly, but I shook my head and gave him a reassuring look that it was nothing. He kissed my forehead and continued to stroke my hair. Eventually he fell asleep and I got up to get a glass of water. Getting back in bed, I move Arnav slightly so that his head was in my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair, Arnav snuggling into me. But while he slept in peace, my brain continued to crank.

Was there really someone outside? Was someone trying to listen in on us? Is-?

I was fighting myself when Arnav squirmed a little bit and held on to me tighter. I looked down at him; he looked so cute and peaceful. It gave me a sense of peace, and I dropped a kiss on his head and continued to stroke his hair until I fell asleep.

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