Chapter Forty Five

Khushi taped up a cardboard box and plopped down in Arnav's chair with a sigh. "No more textbook rentals ever again!"

As it was finals week, Khushi was finally free from all the torture, having just finished her last test. As soon as she got back to the penthouse, she rounded up all her books in Arnav's home office, printed out receipts, and was ready to ship all her books back.

Khushi leaned forward and put her arms over the box. "If I see another textbook, I'm gonna vomit on it."

Etta came walking in with a duster. "Should I be worried," she chuckled.

"So long as I don't see one," Khushi winked.

"Well Mr. Raizada's are gone, so you won't see his. If you'd like, I can have Nigel take the box to UPS."

"Would he mind? I remember seeing on Arnav's calendar that an interior designer is coming?"

"Oh yes! Mr. Raizada must have forgotten! He had contracted a designer to redo the penthouse over the summer."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "Hmm, he never mentioned it to me."

"He must have forgotten. After all there is only one thing, or rather one person on his mind these days," she smiled softly.

Khushi looked down, blushing softly. "So there's gonna be work done here over the summer."

"Yes, and I will make sure everything goes well."

"It's a good thing this place is big. That way I can avoid all that smell from paint and what not, holing myself up in a room. It makes me nauseous! The thought of it makes me wanna puke."

Etta chuckled. "You won't have to camp out in a room. Mr. Raizada probably won't be here."

Khushi tilted her head with a frown. "Really?"

Etta put her duster down and went over to Khushi. "He hasn't said anything?"

Khushi shook her head.

"Then maybe he has a surprise trip planned," Etta gushed.

Khushi took that into thought. A trip? How come he hasn't said anything about any of this?

"He's probably waiting for the right moment," Etta smiled.

"Well," Khushi sighed, glancing at the clock, "until then, considering all the time I've got till the designer comes over, I should drop off these books myself."

Etta smiled with a nod. "I'll put the box on the table in the foyer and let Nigel know to keep the car ready."

"Thanks Etta," Khushi smiled, heading to the door. "Can you believe how hot it is today. I just might faint," Khushi chuckled.

Etta chuckled. "All this talk about fainting and puking reminds me of when my sister got pregnant."

Khushi had just stepped out of the library when Etta said that, causing Khushi to pause. She looked back at Etta, but she was cleaning up Arnav's desk. Khushi turned away and quietly headed back to Arnav's room.

Vomiting? Fainting? Pregnant, Khushi exclaimed in her head.

Khushi paused in the gallery and looked into the bedroom. She thought of the night before and of other intimate moments with Arnav.

I can't be pregnant, Khushi thought. I've still got commencement and a career to start!

She went into the room and sat on the bed.

I am not pregnant! I'm just letting things get to my head! Arnav and I have always been careful, so there is no way!

Needing a distraction and a clear mind, Khushi took a quick shower. She got out of the shower and went over to the mirror to blow dry her hair. Just as she finished drying her hair, she saw her phone light up, playing the Kim Possible sound, alerting her of a text. She picked it up and saw that there was a text from Arnav.

I'm in a meeting with idiots

Please come here and distract me

Khushi smiled.

I'm not sure of what I could do xoxo

She headed to the dressing room to pick out a dress when her phone pinged.

I can think of a few ways ;)

She shook her head. Oh Arnav!

And what's that? xoxo

A response came immediately.

Come and find out ;)

Oh? Khushi decided to play a little game.

I'd love to cum but I have some things I need to take care of first xoxo

That should do the trick.

I know what you're trying to do angel

"Trying to do"? I've done nothing Sir, honest xoxo

Playing games won't help you angel

Is that so?

Playing games? Me? I would do no such thing! I'm just, let's say, tied up, with a few things xoxo

Khushi beamed as she sent the text. And as she expected, her phone pinged immediately.

Angel...

Khushi giggled as she let go of her towel, letting it drop to the floor.

What? *saying it innocently* Now stop bothering me, I have some errands to run and if you keep bothering me, I'll end up standing here all day, wet with no clothes on xoxo

"There we go. That ought to do it," Khushi smiled to herself.

She looked at her dresses and picked out a sleeveless royal blue shift dress. It was light enough for the hot weather, yet casual for when the designer came. Just as Khushi had unzipped the dress, her phone chimed.

I'm in a meeting with 6 other men here, and I'm hard as fuck!

Khushi burst into laughter, picturing the scenario in her head - Arnav sitting uncomfortably at the head of the table in the conference room, with 6 old men blabbing away in front of him.

Aww, poor you! xoxo

I keep having to readjust myself thanks to the picture in my head! Good thing everyone else is busy howling at each other

As for you angel, you're in trouble

Khushi grinned as she made her way to the bathroom and picked up the lotion. She went back into the dressing room and texted Arnav back.

Me? Whatever did I do? All I said was that I've got errands to run and that I'm naked. Now stop bothering me, I have to put lotion on xoxo

Fuck! Why are you torturing me?!

Khushi grinned, putting lotion on her arms.

Moi? xoxo

-_-

Khushi laughed, now focusing on her body.

Arnav, I'm only telling you what I'm currently doing. That's not a crime. I mean is it wrong of me to tell you that I'm putting lotion on my legs?

Khushi put her phone down and felt proud of herself. That definitely should do the trick!

Just as Khushi finished putting lotion on, her phone rang, displaying Arnav's picture. Khushi made the smile on her face disappear and tried to seem casual before she picked up the phone.

"Hello," she said casually.

"What the hell are you trying to do to me? I just had readjust myself again!"

"Um, aren't you in a meeting?"

"I excused myself to get a hold on you!"

"A hold on moi? Whatever for," she asked innocently.

"Angel," he said in a warning tone.

"And like an angel, I'm innocent! Not my fault if you can't take the facts like they are."

"Angel-"

"I mean come on Arnav! All I said was that rubbing lotion on my thighs. Is that so wrong," she said innocently.

Arnav took a sharp breath. "Angel, I know what you're trying to do-"

"And that would be nothing! Now hurry up, I need to put my clothes on so I can go out," she said, breaking into a smile, knowing how badly that would affect Arnav.

Arnav let out his breath. "You are going nowhere but here. My office. Now!"

Khushi sighed. "Sorry m'darling, can't. Errands to run, remember?"

"Angel I mean it-"

"Gotta go love, stores won't stay open forever. I love you, bye," and she hung up on him.

Feeling proud of herself, she gave herself a hug, patting herself on her shoulder.

That was just too fun!

Just as Khushi was about to put on her dress, her phone chimed.

This isn't over angel -_-

Khushi pursed her lips and an idea flew into her head. 

Once her plan was complete, Khushi headed out, holding the box full of textbooks in her hands. Nigel was waiting at the car and just as Khushi sat down, she responded to Arnav's text and sighed in content, smiling proudly.

Arnav's meeting had ended and he was finally alone, at his desk. His secretary had just gone off to lunch, leaving Arnav alone for a while. He took off his jacket and tie, and undid the top two buttons of his shirt. He decided to call Khushi again so he could finish up what she had started. Just as he picked up his phone it vibrated, displaying that he had gotten a text. He unlocked his phone and saw that it was a text from Khushi.

You're right, it isn't... and it never will be ;) xoxo

There was an image attached and Arnav's eyes widened. He tapped on it to enlarge it and his eyes almost fell out. The picture was of Khushi, sitting on a chair in the dressing room, her long hair falling in front of her shoulders, wearing nothing but a pair of black pumps, with her legs spread wide, one hand holding her phone to take the picture, while the other held the chair in between her legs, covering her most feminine part. 

Arnav let out a sharp breath as he stared at the picture. Although none of her intimate parts were exposed, Arnav felt his cock hardening, growing thick and heavy. He quickly rushed into the en-suite bathroom and placed his phone on the counter. He couldn't stand it another second and quickly undid his pants so he could relieve himself. His hand pumped over his cock while he screwed his eyes shut. He could visualize Khushi in front of him, sitting on a chair, touching herself, teasing him. Arnav grunted as he violently jerked his cock, unable to get that visual out of his head. Because of that, it didn't take long and he came violently, spurting out onto his clothes.

"Fuck," Arnav roared.

Arnav breathed heavily as he came down from his high, his clothes and hand completely messy. With his other hand, he ran it through his sweaty hair, tilting his head back. Arnav washed up his hands and face, then held onto the basin. He looked at his phone and stood up straight, looking into the mirror.

Arnav breathed heavily. "I will never let it end."