In here?
Arnav walked them over to the bed and laid her down, Khushi looking up at him in confusion.
"You will start getting your lessons tomorrow, but as you haven't had an orgasm in so long and have never known true pleasure, it's only right for you to see what immense pleasure you will be receiving."
Khushi gulped. Immense pleasure? Holy fuck!
Arnav began to crawl over her and Khushi held her breath. His face hovered over hers, Khushi looking up at him with wide eyes.
"You are really, truly beautiful," he murmured with a smile.
Khushi felt her heart melt at his sincerity and the softness of his voice.
"Thank you Sir." Yes! I remembered!
"Good kitten," he grinned.
Arnav ran his hand up along her side and Khushi shuddered. Even though it was a simple touch, it felt oh so good. And when he caressed her cheek, Khushi nuzzled into his hold, letting out a sigh.
"Sweet little kitten," she heard him murmur.
Khushi turned her eyes to his as he gazed down at her. His hand continued to wander along her absentmindedly, when she suddenly felt Arnav move his hand beneath her dress. Khushi gasped an instantly shut her eyes. His fingers traced her thigh, his eyes remaining on her, watching her lose herself to pleasure as his hand wandered high up to the apex of her thighs.
Tortured by pleasure, Khushi tried to clench her legs shut, but Arnav was in the way. Khushi peeked up at him, finding him smirking.
"Oh kitten, you're soaking wet," he said appreciatively.
She felt his fingers trace her over her panties and she whimpered. They traveled up to the waistband and in just a matter of seconds, his hand traveled underneath and his finger entered her. Khushi gasped as she shut her eyes and tossed her head back, feeling immense pleasure.
He wasn't kidding!
Arnav hovered over her, his jaw slacking. "You're rather greedy kitten," he groaned.
Khushi felt her inner muscles clench around his finger again and Arnav groaned. She brought her eyes back up to his, feeling a great desire for him.
"Shall I make my kitten cum with just my finger," he asked, then curled his finger.
"Ah!" Khushi's body arched into his as her breath faltered.
"Beautiful rose," she heard him murmur. "You're ready to cum."
It wasn't a question, but Khushi nodded anyways. For a long time, she had only felt this building on her own. For the first time in ages, she wouldn't be behind this feeling and would be sharing it with someone.
Arnav brought his lips closer to hers, only a few millimeters away. "You're blossoming kitten. Shall I let you come," he asked again, reducing his thrusts to slow movements.
"Yes," Khushi mewled, needing him to increase the pace again.
A sudden slap met Khushi's femininity, causing Khushi to cry out and arch her back in pleasure.
"Yes what?"
"Yes Sir," Khushi cried out. Holy crap, that felt good!
"Good kitten," and he inserted his finger within her again, this time thrusting into her quickly without stopping.
Khushi could not stop her cries, gripping onto the sheets beneath her. Her body was ready, she was ready - she needed this. And with one curve of his finger, Khushi came apart, crying out in pleasure as her body arched into Arnav's. Everything became hazy for a moment and when she finally looked up she saw Arnav above her, smirking lightly.
"Felt good," he asked.
"Too good... Sir," she breathed.
Arnav covered her lips with his, exploring her mouth with his tongue as he savored her taste. "If just my finger can do that to you, imagine what else I could do," he murmured on her lips.
Khushi's eyes widened as her lips parted. He's right! If I felt immense pleasure from just his finger within me, what the hell will happen to me when he's actually inside me?
Khushi watched as Arnav pulled back. He straightened and stood, placing the finger he had within her in his mouth. Intimate as the act was, Khushi could not remove her eyes from his mouth as he took his finger in and sucked on it.
"Sweet," he said around his finger.
Khushi couldn't help herself but to bite her lip. She nearly caused it to bleed as she watched Arnav unbutton his shirt and cuffs, and remove it. She found herself unable to look away from his chiseled chest, hard as she tried.
"See something you like?"
"Yes Sir," Khushi moaned, only to realize seconds later what had come out of her mouth.
"A blooming rose."
Khushi looked up at him as blush filled her cheeks. Her embarrassment couldn't last for long, however, as Arnav had unbuttoned and undid the zipper of his pants.
"Come here," he demanded softly.
Blinking at him once, Khushi gulped and crawled across to the end of the bed. Once she was in reach of him, Arnav caressed her cheek and brought her lips to his, entwining their tongues. Khushi moaned into his mouth as she felt his hands go under her dress.
"Arms up kitten," and Khushi did so, Arnav pulling the dress up from her body and removing it.
Feeling shy, Khushi wanted to cover her body. But seeing the way he was gazing at her body had her paralyzed, unable to remove her own eyes from his. She watched as he gazed along her body, his hands tracing the invisible path.
"Such a beautiful rose," he inhaled.
Khushi blushed, turning her head away. However she quickly looked back as Arnav turned her chin to him.
"Don't turn those pretty eyes away from me kitten."
With her vocal cords malfunctioning, Khushi simply nodded, gazing up at him.
"Kiss me."
Khushi's eyes widened. Kiss him? Me?
Khushi gulped, wishing she had courage within her. With the way he was looking at her, she felt like liquid compared to his solid state. And after the way he had made her feel just mere moments ago, there was no way she could give him such intensity!
"Don't make me ask again kitten."
Pursing her lips, Khushi tilted her face closer to his. Her eyes darted from his eyes and lips, going back and forth. With her lips aligned to his, Khushi willed herself to do as asked, but she hesitated.
"Don't be afraid, kitten," Arnav cajoled.
Khushi hummed lightly and with a deep breath, she kissed him. Arnav responded to her kiss, but allowed her to guide him. She kissed him softly at first, placing her hands on his shoulders. But as desire coursed through her, she weaved her fingers through his hair and urged him closer to her, kissing him harder.
"Does my kitten want me," he said in between kisses.
Khushi nodded, suddenly feeling very desperate for him. "Please Sir," she breathed.
She felt him smile against her. "Good girl, you're learning."
Without another word being said, Arnav laid her flat on her back without breaking their connection. Khushi moaned and arched her back, wanting him desperately.
Oh I'm such a slut! But I want him!
Arnav's hands wandered to her back and he unhooked her bra, brushing it down her arms and tossing it aside. He broke away from her and looked down at her body. Embarrassment took over Khushi again. She wouldn't consider herself quite big when it came to her breasts, feeling somewhat insecure of them.
Arnav cupped her breasts and kneaded them. "So beautiful," he said appreciatively.
Khushi's eyes widened. "Really?" She couldn't help the shock in her voice.
Arnav's eyes met hers. "Kitty's come in all shapes and sizes."
Blush filled her cheeks as she looked away.
"Roses too," he said quietly.
Her eyes met his again but quickly drifted shut as he kissed her again. His lips slowly wandered to her neck and down her body. Khushi's hands shot to his hair when he took her breast into his mouth, toying with her nipple.
"Oh!"
With his hand and mouth at work, Khushi felt her brain spin. Pleasure was taking over her and the thudding of her core was proof of it.
"Please," Khushi breathed.
"Does my kitten want my cock?"
Khushi gasped. Hearing such naughty words not only made her skin flush, but increase her desire. "Please Sir," she panted.
Arnav kissed his way lower and teethed her waist. "Good kitten."
Pulling back, Arnav hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties. He tugged them down and Khushi let him slip them away from her being. Once he had tossed it aside, he tugged down at his pants. Khushi watched with anticipation as he pulled down on his pants and his boxers. His erections sprung free, causing Khushi's eyes to widen and gasp involuntarily.
Oh m- he's huge!
Khushi gulped as he moved over her again. She felt his length at her tummy, teasing her.
"Blooming rose... do you like what you see kitten," he smirked.
She could see he was teasing, but it didn't help. She couldn't find her voice at all, so she nodded hesitantly.
"I'm glad my kitten approves."
What's not to approve? Holy fuck, he's going to rip me in half!
Khushi watched as Arnav reached to her new night stand. Pulling the drawer open, Arnav retrieved a condom, confusing Khushi.
"Can't help it if I'm a bit optimistic," he shrugged.
My gosh... he really did want this, didn't he?
Ripping the packet open, Arnav rolled the condom over his length. Khushi eyed his movement as he did, wanting him desperately and quick.
"Ready," he asked.
Khushi nodded. She felt his throbbing head at her waiting entrance. With his grip on her legs, he pushed into her.
Ouch! Oh my fucking holy fuck!!
"Fuck, are you okay kitten," Arnav rasped.
"Yes, yes, I just need a moment!" Holy fuck, he's ginormous! And he's not even all the way in!
Khushi tried hard to grip onto his back, but they slipped against the sweat.
Arnav gazed down at her as she adjusted around him. "Ready," he breathed
For the rest? Holy crap! "I'm ready."
Pulling back, Arnav slowly buried himself fully inside her while Khushi gripped onto him tightly, moaning in satisfaction.
"You're mine now, kitten," he grinned.
Khushi could only moan in response, having never felt such pleasure before.
He would make Dhruv scream for the hills!
Arnav began to thrust into her swiftly, causing Khushi's brain to swirl. It was as if every time he thrust into her, he was going to plunge right into her womb, causing her to cry out and grip onto him in absolute pleasure. His lips find hers and covers them, muffling her moans, though not to such an extent.
"Are you going to come," he asked.
Khushi nodded like a bobble-head. "Yes Sir!"
Khushi couldn't believe it - she was about to orgasm again, twice in one night! That too from penetrative sex! It was as if miracles were occurring!
"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck," Khushi cried.
Her body arched up as she hit her release, Khushi crying out as she did.
"Fuuuccccccccck," Arnav groaned, thrusting into maniacally before hitting his release.
Khushi's body landed with a thud, feeling Arnav slowly gyrate his hips within her before pulling out of her. Things became a haze for Khushi, her mind clouded from the most outstanding sex and orgasm she had ever had in her life.
"Kitten."
Khushi slowly opened her eyes and looked at Arnav, who smirked at her lightly. She hadn't even noticed when he had gotten up to discard the used condom.
Arnav made his way over to her and sat on the bed, picking her up into his arms and placing her in his lap. he had her rest her head against him and caressed her hair, rocking her slowly.
"Did I hurt you," he asked.
Khushi shook her head since her verbal tactics were still out of order. She snuggled into him, enjoying the warmth coming off of his body.
Arnav chuckled lightly. "Such a kitten."
He placed a kiss over her head and picked her up, taking her into the bathroom. Placing her down on the counter, Khushi watched as Arnav got a wet washcloth and ran it between her legs. She welcomed the wet warmth, placing her hands on Arnav's shoulders.
"This is how it's going to be kitten," Arnav said as he did his handiwork. "You give me pleasure in the way that I desire, and I will give it to you in return and take care of you as well. Understood?"
Khushi looked at him. Even though what they were doing was bizarre to so many people and not normal, nothing about what he had just said seemed so wrong. It was really the wrapped up basis of the way their relationship was going to work.
"I understand," Khushi nodded.
Maybe going outside of the norm was just exactly what she needed.
