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."

Khushi smiled proudly. "I've done my research."

Arnav cocked am eyebrow. "My, my, Angel, you're not so innocent."

Khushi wrapped her arms around him. "Not when it comes to you."

Arnav smirked and let Khushi kiss him. "My little vixen," he murmured.

Khushi grinned.

"Khushi, what if I were to use these on you?"

She looked up at him. "Really?"

"Really."

Khushi blushed and buried her face on the crook of his neck, and Arnav had his answer.

Arnav pulled back. "Let's go to bed."

Khushi looked up at him and felt Arnav's erection twitch. Round three? "Again?"

Arnav rubbed his nose on hers. "I could never get enough of you, Angel. Plus seeing you holding the flogger totally turned me on," he winked.

Khushi giggled and let Arnav carry her back to their room, and entwined herself with him.

*~*

A couple of days passed since the proposition was made. The topic was never spoken of and Khushi was more and more curious by the day.

"Arnav?"

"Yes Angel?"

Both Arnav and Khushi were in his study, Khushi sitting at Arnav's desk writing a paper for her English class. Arnav was reading the New York Times' sports section, sitting in a chair in front of Khushi.

"Are those the only items you have or are there more," Khushi asked.

Arnav looked at her confusedly.

"The sex toys," she slightly blushed.

Arnav put the paper down and leaned back in the chair. "Well, there were more. I would get different items for each girl. Once the girl was gone, the items were done with and ridden of. When I had a new sub, I'd get the items that she was okay with and would place them in the chest."

"Are there other things? Besides those items in the wardrobe?"

Arnav just looked at her, his expression unreadable, and nodded.

Khushi blinked. I wonder what those things are, she wondered.

Arnav stood up."Save your paper and come with me," he said, holding his hand out.

Khushi did as he said, saving the paper on his Mac, and stood up. She held Arnav's hand and went around the desk to join him by his side. Arnav brought her hand up to his mouth and gave it a kiss before turning to walk them out of the room. He led them down the hall and turned left. Remembering the layout of the apartment, Khushi remembered that there was a bedroom there. A couple of months back, Khushi was curious to know what was behind those doors, but it was always locked. Now standing before it, she was more curious than ever!

"Why has it always been locked," Khushi asked.

The corners of Arnav's lips crooked up. "I should have known your curiosity got the best of you Angel," he chuckled.

Arnav went through his pocket and took out a key, then unlocked the door.

He removed the key. "Go right on in," Arnav gestured with his hand.

With a gulp, Khushi turned the knob and entered the dark room. Arnav followed in behind her and flicked on the switch, illuminating the room. Khushi blinked and what she saw had her gaping wide.

"This is your playroom," Khushi gasped.

Khushi blinked, taking in everything in the room. There was a bed to the left, against the wall. To the right of it, there was a X-frame on the wall, cuffs at each of the four ends. A few feet away from it, there were a variety of paddles, floggers and whips hanging off the wall. There were also a variety of ropes hanging on the wall, some thin and some thicker. Khushi gulped as she gazed up at the carabiners on the ceiling, erotic images going through her head. She pictured her wrists tied up and held up by a rope that went through the carabiner, her blindfolded.

Oh my, Khushi breathed, as the erotic image passed through her head.

"I would bring my subs in here," Arnav said softly. "I would... do a variety of things to them. And if they ever misbehaved, well...."

Arnav led Khushi back to a closet. "I'd tie them up and leave them in here," he said, his voice a mere whisper.

Khushi gasped. "Isn't that kind of," she gulped, "harsh?"

Arnav nodded. "They needed to understand that they went by what I said. Trying to act slick wasn't going to do, so they needed to be punished one way or the other."

"But tied up in here," Khushi asked, pointing at the closet.

"Usually their reason behind their misbehavior was so that they could get punished - it was so that they'd either get flogged, whipped, caned, etc. They thought that by acting slick, they could get what they wanted without me knowing. But their intention was always clear to me, so instead, they'd be tied up and put in here."

Khushi nodded in acknowledgement and turned back to the room. She went up to the floggers and reached out to touch it. The leather felt good on her fingertips. She turned to the paddles and saw one that had a heart cut out in the middle.

Would it make a heart wherever you hit it, she wondered.

She turned to look at room once more, noticing the chest in the corner.

"Are there more items in there," Khushi asked.

Arnav nodded. "Yes."

Khushi nodded in acknowledgement.

"Come," Arnav said, holding his hand out. "Having you in this room is very tempting."

Khushi took in a sharp breath. "Really?"

"Yes," Arnav said with dark eyes. "Come."

"Yes," Khushi breathed.

Arnav shut his eyes, taking in deep breaths to control himself. When his eyes opened, his intentions were clear.

"Come with me now," he whispered darkly. "I need to take you, but not in here."

"Why," Khushi breathed.

"Now."

Khushi gulped. Taking one last glance of the room, Khushi followed him out of the room, Arnav gripping onto her hand. He quickly took her upstairs and into their room. Khushi was lost in thought, wondering why Arnav didn't want to take her in that room.

What's wrong with that room, Khushi wondered. He took his subs in there, she pouted.

"Arnav-"

Arnav turned around that instant and backed Khushi up into the wall of the gallery. His lips attacked hers and Khushi let out a moan at the sudden attack. His hands went down to her t-shirt and he tugged it off, revealing her plump breasts.

"Yes," Arnav growled, grateful that she wasn't wearing a bra.

He attacked them with his mouth, sucking really hard while his hand palmed the other. Khushi cried out at his ferocity, tossing her head back as her hands dived into his hair and tugged hard. Arnav growled and bit her nipple, getting another cry from Khushi. He switched and last onto her other breast, his hand going to the other. Khushi arched her back, pushing her breasts to him.

"Arnav please," Khushi cried, needing him inside her at that very moment.

Khushi felt his hands go down and pull down the boxers she was wearing, another one of Arnav's. They pooled down to her feet, and she stepped out of them and kicked them away, wrapping her left leg around his waist.

"Please," Khushi breathed, tilting her pelvis up, grinding on him.

Arnav growled and bit her breast, getting another cry from Khushi. She breathed heavily while Arnav trailed his right hand down, his left continuing to fondle. His right hand skimmed down her stomach and went right to her sex. In a swift move, her entered his finger and Khushi gasped at the intrusion.

"Mmm, always so fucking wet and ready," he murmured on her breast.

He replaced his finger with two and the torture began. Khushi cried out and whimpered, tossing her head back as her eyes rolled back and shut. His mouth continued to suck and bite, his hands fondling and penetrating her. Within seconds, Khushi came, crying out his name like her life depended on it.

"Fuck," Arnav groaned, moving his fingers faster inside her until she was done.

Khushi felt her legs ready to give away, but Arnav held her up. She rested her forehead on Arnav's shoulder and breathed heavily, coming down from her high. Arnav held her securely, running his fingers through her, saying sweet nothings. Gathering some energy, Khushi picked her head back and leaned against the wall. Her chest still heaved, and they teased Arnav.

Especially with the number of hickies he had placed.

"So beautiful," he murmured, cupping her breasts.

He bent down and placed butterfly kisses on each of them. Khushi sighed, caressing his face.

Arnav glanced down and smirked. "Oh Angel."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows as he looked up at her.

"You've cleaned my floor," he grinned wickedly.

Khushi looked at him confusedly then looked down at the floor and gasped. There, on the floor, was the evidence of her orgasm.

"You came all over my floor, "Arnav grinned, looking down at the floor once more.

Khushi blushed furiously. That had never happened before! She felt completely embarrassed and hid her face with her hands.

"Angel? Don't hide," Arnav cajoled, but Khushi could hear his grin.

Khushi shook her head.

"Angel," Arnav chuckled softly. "Look at me."

But Khushi refused again with a shake of her head.

"Angel. Look. At. Me."

Khushi peeked out of her hands and looked at him through her eyelashes. Arnav moved her hands away and cupped her face.

"That's never happened to me before," he smiled softly.

"Really? Not with any of the 23?"

Arnav shook his head. "No. I've never made love against the wall with anyone else but you, Angel."

Khushi blushed slightly, but on the inside, she was throwing confetti everywhere.

That's right, her inner self shouted out in glee, he's all mine and he only loves me!

"I find this really sexy," Arnav winked.

Khushi blushed harder.

"I hope it didn't all go to waste."

Khushi tilted her head and frowned, her confusion clear on her face. Arnav smirked lightly and brought his fingers down there once more. Khushi felt his fingers part through her pussy lips, and she felt her body come back to life.

Arnav brought his fingers back up. "Good, it didn't," and he sucked on them.

The sight of Arnav sucking on his fingers and tasting her arousal had turned Khushi on. Arnav had definitely gotten what he wanted, and now she wanted her share. But before Khushi could do anything, she felt Arnav bring his finger back down there again and part through her pussy lips. Khushi gasped and gulped and Arnav brought his finger up once more.

"Suck on it," Arnav whispered.

Khushi looked at his finger and then at him. She noticed him bulging and that's exactly what she needed. Taking hold of his offered hand, Khushi kept her eyes on Arnav and sucked on his finger. Arnav shut his eyes and his jaw slacked. Khushi ran her tongue up his finger and swirled around, causing Arnav to groan.

With a pop, Khushi released his finger. Before Arnav could say anything, Khushi dropped to her knees, tugging Arnav's pants down along the way.

"Khushi-"

Khushi gripped onto Arnav's cock and Arnav groaned, shutting his eyes. She slowly ran her hand on his length, looking up at him. Arnav looked down at her, his jaw slacking.

"Mine," Khushi whispered possessively.

"Yours," Arnav breathed.

Khushi pushed Arnav back, Arnav kicking ins pants aside as he leaned against the opposite wall. Khushi kissed his inner thighs then trailed her tongue along it, her hand still moving slowly on his dick.

"Oh baby," Arnav moaned.

Khushi trailed her kisses up and kissed his balls, then took them in her mouth. Arnav gasped as she sucked on them, one by one. He screwed his eyes shut as his moved atop of Khushi's head. Unable to resist any longer, Khushi took his cock in her mouth and sucked. Arnav groaned out loud and looked back down at Khushi, his eyes wide. He watched as her head bobbed slowly, taking him in nice and slow.

Arnav cupped her cheeks. "Angel," he breathed.

Khushi swirled her tongue around him and began to take him faster. Her head bobbed faster, taking Arnav all the way in. Arnav groaned and arched his hack, tilting his pelvis forward. Khushi went even faster, one hand jerking him off, the other teasing his balls. Arnav lifted her hair up into a makeshift ponytail and groaned.

"You're mouth is so fucking perfect," Arnav groaned.

Khushi moaned around his dick and Arnav took in a sharp breath. He began to thrust into her mouth, but Khushi stilled him, digging her nails into his ass. Arnav moaned and Khushi held him back. She sucked on him harder and faster, her head bobbing like crazy. Arnav fisted her hair and tossed his head back, screwing his eyes shut.

"Fuck Angel," Arnav moaned.

Taking him in a few more times, Khushi let go of him with a pop and jerked him off rapidly with her hand, and in seconds, Arnav came with a loud cry. He came all over Khushi's face, Khushi gasping with her eyes shut as she felt the warm liquid shoot at her face. She looked up at him with daring eyes, mouth ajar, as her hands slowly moved on his length, Arnav still releasing his hot seeds and coming all over Khushi's breasts. Arnav looked at her with wide eyes, staring not down at his angel, but his vixen. Khushi placed her hands on her thighs, smirking lightly at him.

Arnav held his length in his hands. "Suck me clean," he said with commanding eyes.

Khushi leaned in and took him in his mouth, sucking him clean, nice and slow. Arnav took in a sharp breath, then hooked his hands under Khushi's arms and had her stand up. Khushi looked at him innocently as she stood before him, covered in his come. Arnav just gazed at her, looking her body up and down.

"You look even sexier with my come all over you," Arnav whispered.

Khushi moved her finger over her breasts and sucked it clean. "You taste really good," she winked.

Arnav tilted his head. "Is that so?"

Khushi nodded. "Now my whole body will taste good. Even the floor got a taste."

Arnav glanced down and just like Khushi, there was evidence of his orgasm on the floor. "Looks like Etta's gonna have something to say after cleaning this room today."

Khushi giggled and Arnav smiled softly.

"Gosh, I love that sound."

Khushi walked backward. "Well come and follow that sound to the shower," Khushi said mischievously.

"With pleasure," Arnav smirked, and he followed her to the bathroom and tackled her against the wall, both laughing in joy as another hour or so passed in love-making.