Monday, February 16, 2015


Have been rewriting this morning...

Not a LOT has been changed or added, as I know that for some of you, this story is very special...



Here is ... 

FROZEN . . .part 1 - REBOOTED!

Friday, February 13, 2015


As you all remember,  I rebooted (rewrote and added more story to) "I Feel Nothing"  awhile ago... Well...

I shall also be 'Rebooting' the following stories!

I Can't Let Her Go!

So stay tuned,  and be ready to relive the passion!

SS : The Development Part 9

ReCap - 

"Chote can you help me for a moment?"

Arnav nodded towards his sister and gave Khushi a quick kiss on the cheek…

He followed Anjali into the kitchen…

Almost immediately, there was a knock at the front door.

Pushing herself up, she grimaced slightly as her body radiated with aches…

But even then, she couldn't help but smile…"You're an animal Mr. Raizada…"

Reaching the door, she pulled at the handle and saw a man standing before her with a large envelope.

"Delivery for Mrs. Raizada?"

Khushi nodded, "That would be for me…"

She signed a paper, and gently shut the door as the delivery man walked away…

Her expression was slightly confused as her fingers flipped the seal open…"It's almost 8pm...who delivers mail this late?"

Pulling the papers from inside, she saw smudged ink on the paper…

Her focus soon became blurred, as her hands shook with worry…

Mrs Raizada.
You are being watched.
Just remember that.
And if we don't get what we want, then YOU will be used for ransom.
We'll be in touch.


“Something’s not right.”

Khushi looked up at Arnav as he craned his neck, scanning the area around them.

She sighed, pushing back her chair from behind the desk…"Well, It doesn't matter now, because I've just finished, we can go home now and-"

"SHHH!" he hissed harshly…

Her eyes widened, "What's wrong?"

He pursed his lips, looking around him. “There’s just… something wrong… with the feeling in here…"

She cocked her head to the side, examining their office….

"Arnavji, there's no-"

He quickly walked towards her and pulled her away from the desk…

Her hands grappled for his shirt and clung tight, "What, what is it?! You're scaring me…"
At the sound of her fear, he tried to shrug off his unease, "Oh, no…no nothing like that…it's just…just getting late, and I am hungry, and I want to do things to you that I know you won't let me do if prying eyes are watching…"

Furious that he would scare her, she glared hard into his eyes, "WHY! Why would you…you…argh!"

Before she could have a full outburst, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the building…

The drive home was quiet, and Khushi knew, that even though he was silent, his mind was working hard…

Why do have a feeling of unease??? Khushi is here with me…I am watching out for her with every breath I take…Why do I feel like I have to be more alert…

The unease settled down deep into his soul, and he reached across the seat to hold onto her hand…



"Are you, are you okay? Have I upset you?"

Squeezing her hand tighter, he brought her fingers to his lips, "I just love you so much…"

She frowned, and tightened her grip on his hand, choosing to remain silent…

* * *


"…damn it…" he muttered under his breath…"She's fucking gorgeous…"

Several employees sauntered past her slowly, confident smiles on their faces.

They were all good workers, but he secretly detested anyone who would stare at his wife.

But slowly her eyes scanned through the crowded room, and finally lifted to settle on him…her husband…

Narrowing his gaze, he stared intently…

Hello beautiful…

A shy smile twisted her lips and he knew she could sense what he was saying…

But their locked gazes were soon shattered by an intruder.

Arnav was furious, but held his temper in check as he watched their interaction.

"Mrs. Raizada?"

The new man before her caught her off guard and she quickly shook off her blushing persona and tried to concentrate…

"Um…sorry, Yes? How can I help?"

"I have an appointment with you? Regarding the use of one of your offices for the fashion show I have planned…"

"Oh, you are…" she ruffled through the folders she was holding and pulled out a page, "Mr….?"


"Oh yes," she nodded, studying the letter in her hand…

Arnav could barely see her behind the man that now stood before her…and he had had enough.

He spun on his heel and marched towards the door, but was soon face to face with a group of models and directors.

"What! What are you all doing here? I thought your shoot would take at least another twenty-"

"It is impossible, the fire sprinkler has gone off and look!" the frazzled man pointed at the women beside him, "Things are now a mess…The makeup, the dressed, the set!"

Anger was brimming…"How the HELL did that happen!? Was anyone smoking? Because you KNOW full well that they are non smoking rooms…"

"Oh, damn…There was a man who came to check the powerpoint presentation, and he had a smoke in his mouth…"

"Fuck…fine,  I shall call maintinece immediately…"

Rushing to his desk, he quickly shot a look back to Khushi, and saw that she was ushering the new man towards the smaller conference room on the ground floor…

Okay, it's okay. The offices there aren't that private, and I have staff buzzing around them all the time…

Spinning back, he picked up his phone and punched in the code for the maintinence department.

Khushi guided the man to the row of offices on the side of the ground floor…

"This is the first row of conference rooms that we have, all fully equipped with-"

"Khushi dear, I think you have misunderstood, a 'small' room wouldn't work with the amount of clients I have, so I will need something bigger…money is no object…"

Her stomach lurched at the way he said her name, but as various staff members wandered past, she decided to think nothing of it…

"Um…okay. Well, if you can wait a few minutes, I can get someone to show you the rooms on the next floor…"

She searched the room once more with her eyes, hoping to see someone to pawn the new client onto…

"I really don't have the time to wait, so maybe you could show me…"

"Well, I'm just…"

The man stepped closer, "I am willing to pay… a lot…"

Khushi's face flushed, and she knew she had to get away…"Look, I will just get my other accociate to- "

“Okay enough with the games…” The man stepped closer…"Just take me upstairs, as though everything is fine, and there is no need to create a scene…"

An aura of fear now burned into her heart…"Wh…what?" she stammered as she tried to step back…

But the man only lunged forwards, "I'm warning you…I don't want to hurt you…but I need to be paid, and since your husband sent the man who owes me money to prison, HE will now have to reimburse me for my trouble…and what better way, to squeeze money from him, than to take…you…"

Unable to speak, unable to breathe, Khushi felt her world caving in…

This can't be happening! How!? Isn't security supposed to scan all faces before they enter here!

Her thoughts were soon cut short as she felt Halstad's firm hand in the small of her back, moving her towards the elevators.

Pushing the button, they waited…

Khushi's eyes darted from left to right, trying to find a way to run.

And she almost made up her mind when she felt a tight grip on her forearm…

"Just incase you are stupid enough to try and run…"

His fingers dug into her arm as he held her facing the elevator.



I knew this wouldn't last…I knew it…

Her focus was now fading.

The room had gone quiet.

All sound behind her was now white noise.

A mere second later, the elevator door opened.

And Khushi was now eye to eye… with her husband…

And He was all poised energy and brooding strength in a black jacket.

He had seen the fear written all over Khushi's face, and immediately left his office…

Not once had his gaze left her…

Now, his yes were dangerously dark as he stormed forwards.

His eyes flashed to the man's hand still around Khushi's arm.

He drew back, and before Khushi could take another breath, his fist flashed out, connecting soundly to Halstad's jaw.

The man crumpled to the ground, groaning in agony…

Khushi tumbled straight into Arnav's opposite arm, his strength firmly encasing her against him…

Steadying her, he moved in front of her and stared down at the moaning man on the floor…

His lip raised in a soundless snarl… “NO ONE messes around with my wife…you are in for a WORLD OF PAIN!”

Halstad, not moving from the floor, raised one hand towards Arnav, the other cupped around his nose where blood was spilling down. “You are misunderstanding! I am a CLIENT! What the hell do you think yo-”

The sole of Arnav's black boot suddenly connected with the man’s stomach, and with a howling cry of pain, he collapsed backwards.

"Don't you DARE! Don't you fucking DARE!"

His dark eyes shifted upwards as police entered the building.

"That's him!" yelled the first officer…

As the police began to cuff and read rights to the bleeding man on the floor, Arnav stepped back and slid an arm around Khushi, who was frighteningly silent…

Without a word, he pressed the button to the elevator, the doors opened a moment later, and he towed her inside.

Before the doors had even closed, he hauled her against him and covered her mouth with his own.

Every thought on her mind fizzled out…

She didn’t notice he’d been backing her up until her back hit the wall.

He grabbed her thighs and hauled her legs up around his waist, hovering intimidatingly over her.

With her legs locked around him, he pulled her hands above her head and trapped them there in one of his hands.

She opened her eyes slowly, struggling to focus…

With his free hand, Arnav slammed his fist onto the emergency stop button and the elevator came to a shuddering halt.

“I…I knew that something like this would hap-”

“You better shut up Khushi…” he growled in a flat, toneless voice.

Feeling slightly faint, she wished she could search his face to try to understand what was going through his head.

His erection pressed firmly between her legs, making all thinking nearly impossible.

"Do you STILL not trust me? Can't you SEE that I have saved you! I told you that I would handle this, and I have…"

He was visibly trying to control his anger…

His hand trailed down the exposed inside of her arm and she shivered again

Arnav lowered his head, sinking his teeth into her shoulder.

She cried out at the touch, squirming against him, stilling when he ground his hips against hers.

Her heart tripped into a higher speed.

"I do trust you…I…I just…"

"You got scared…I know…but I saved you…I saw your fear…and I wasn't going to let anything happen to you…"

He ground his hips against her again.

“You're mine, and NOTHING is going to separate us…” he growled against her neck and suddenly pulled her hair, "And if it does…I WILL FIND YOU…"

Not a breath later, he brought his lips crashing down on hers again, tongue slipping in her mouth when she gasped against his movements.

Fear still coursed through her, but it was now being taken over by a burst of arousal.

She struggled against his hand at her wrists, trying to free herself.

But when his free hand found her breast, she lost all fight…

"Good GOD I want you…" he growled.

Suddenly, he released her hands and knelt before her…

His hands found the hem of her skirt and he tugged hard, ripping it up to her bodice.

“You’re mine, you’ll always be mine, and I’m going to make sure you know it again!”

She whimpered as his hand travelled up her thigh…"I do know…I'm…I'm your…"

“You're my wife…and right now, I am going to mark you once again as mine. So hard, everyone’ll know it just by looking at you,” he promised, fingers shoving her panties aside and thrusting up inside her.

She screamed against his rough caress, arching towards his hand.

His body pressed hard against her stomach, holding her down while he withdrew his fingers from her and brought them to his mouth.

Fixing her with a stare that had her shivering beneath him, he rolled each finger along his tongue, then closed his eyes to savor the taste.

“Khushi,” he murmured, "I need my mouth on you…NOW."

Releasing her hands, he steadied her on her legs and crouched down to taste directly from the source.

She mewled loudly as his tongue moved up and down her folds, every few moments circling her clit…

Lifting her leg, he rested it on his shoulder and then slid two fingers deep inside her, thrusting them a few times before adding a third.

Khushi was now sobbing at the sensations, overwrought with all the emotions barrelling through her…

Her own hands travelled over his hair, pressing him closer to her.

He worked her relentlessly, making every muscle in her body slowly tighten as a coil low in her belly wound tighter.

When he brought his teeth lightly across her clit, an orgasm appeared suddenly, making her shriek with shock…

Her senses flew apart, his name the only word falling repeatedly out of her lips.

She couldn't bring herself to think…

Her knees crumpled, and she dropped into his arms…

Laying her spasming form down on the elevator floor, he growled, moving up her body.

"How DARE he touch you! How DARE he!"

His hands moved to the rip that stopped at her bodice.

He tugged at it, trying to tear the rest of the dress from her as he had before.

As soon as her breasts were revealed, he flicked open the clasp on her strapless bra and pulled one of her nipples into his mouth, his hand instantly finding and tormenting the other.

Breathy whispers now echoed from her lips, "Arnavji…Ar…Arnav…ji…” she cried, squirming against him

He pushed the dress the rest of the way off her and threw it behind him.

His nose bumped against hers as he moved towards her lips.

She met him eagerly, arms wrapping around his neck to keep him in place.

When she broke away for air, he moved down to her breast again, rolling the peak between his lips.

His hand suddenly moved between them…

A stringing zip sounded, and the next thing she knew, he hauled her legs up and thrust into her perilously deep…

He instantly paused…

Her pupils were widening…

Throaty gasps made his eyes delve further into hers…

"It's okay…you're safe…you're always safe with me…"

He stayed deeply inside her…

"I love you…" she whispered, and immediately he saw her tears…

"No, Khushi, it's alright…"

"I love you…oh…ohhhh…"

With a feral growl, he began to move inside her unhurriedly…

"Oh GOD, you're tight…you're…you're…"

"Mine…" she breathed…

The word startled him; he stilled for a moment in her before resuming with renewed vigour, pounding into her, twisting on every third thrust in a way that ground him against her clit.

Grunts, groans, curses, nonsense, and his name fell from her lips in a rhythm she was determined to live her life by for as long as she could.

Her second orgasm hit her so quickly she startled him...

"Oh not yet…not…OH MY GOD!" She arched, breasts squashing against his chest, as she screamed…

He slowed his thrusts into her, pulsing at the same rate her body was, teasing her on the cusp of her orgasm until she was shaking apart.

When she calmed beneath him, he pulled out of her and made her whimper. “Turn over,” he growled.

She clumsily tried to lift her body up into a sitting position, and before she obeyed him she ducked down quickly, sucking him into her mouth.

The taste of their flavors combined made her groan around him, and he echoed the noise with a shout, threading his fingers through her hair.

He pulled her closer on to him for a moment before pushing her back. “Over,” he ordered.

She obeyed, settling onto her knees and hands, arching under his cool hand that ran down her spine.

He moved between her legs, working her tender flesh before pushing back into her.

She nearly dropped to her elbows, but he quickly hauled her upper body back against him as he hammered into her.

The noises he was making made her tingle all over, but she wanted to feel him coming inside of her.

She snaked a hand beneath her, feeling with her fingers at the place where they were joined, and clenched her muscles tightly around him.

His rhythm stuttered.

Keeping one hand firmly on her stomach, he lifted the other from her breast and pulled her hair, making her head drop back against his shoulder…

His mouth played against the back of her neck before he moved to her shoulder and latched on with sharp teeth.

She cried out, pushing harder against him.

His hips never stopped moving against her.

She could feel the strain in him, feel him reaching for the peak he wouldn't let himself reach...

Reaching back with one hand back, she ran it through his hair as she whispered. “Thankyou for saving me…I love you…I’m yours. Forever.”

He let her go and reared up, thrusting into her a couple more times before he let out a roar, spilling himself inside her.

She squeezed around him, doing her best to milk him for ever last drop and push him through like he’d done for her.

Finally he sagged back against the elevator wall, pulling her back with him…

When she gathered her breath, she tried to speak, but all that came out was a soft whimper…

Gently moving her head back, he looked down into her eyes…

His eyes looked stricken but more clear than they before, and he ran a hand over her cheek down to her lips... “Did I hurt you?” he mumbled in a mournful voice.

She smiled. “No, it was perfect…anywhere, anytime…I'm yours…”

Khushi settled her head back against his chest, listening to the slowing double thump of his heart.

"I'm glad you feel that way… because I plan on having you again…somewhere in this building…"

She covered her face as it flushed a deep shade of pink.

He chuckled, pulling her closer to him…

His hands drifted upwards and over her exposed breasts…"just rest for awhile…I don't want to share you with the outside world just yet…" 

Friday, November 7, 2014

FF : BREAKOUT (Epilogue)



Khushi sat down with a sigh... 

Showers were always relaxing when they took one together...

But she also knew, that what he had in mind was far from over...

With gentle hands Arnav picked up a comb and gently worked through the wet strands.

Khushi sighed under his touch as he knelt behind her chair and slipped her towel off one shoulder.

She tilted her head to give him better access and his lips met the skin of her neck just behind her ear.

His breath was cool, giving rise to goose bumps as he kissed his way down the curve of her neck to settle against the place where it met her shoulder.

His teeth scraped against her and her womb tightened while sensation flooded through her breasts, raising her nipples under the taut cotton.

Arnav's hand slid into the opening of the garment, settling over one soft mound of flesh, his fingers gliding over the hardened bud, teasing it into further arousal.

He cupped and kneaded the breast before circling back over the areola and narrowing his focus back onto the nipple.

He pulled lightly, rubbing it between forefinger and thumb.

Khushi let out a breathy sound of approval and pulled the towel free from her body.

As her body now laid bare, Arnav moved around in front of her, both hands on her breasts now.

He slid them firmly down her body, over waist and hips and thighs, before pushing her legs apart and gliding up the silky inner skin.

His fingers swept across her sex then up and over her belly before coming back down again.

“Move to the edge of the chair sweetie,” he said and Khushi scooted forward.

Arnav leaned toward her and pushed her thighs further apart, then encircled her wrists with his hands, preventing her from touching him too soon.

He took a moment to inhale her scent before blowing cool air against her.

She shivered and another wave of desire flashed through her.

His nose brushed her clitoris making her jump a little as his tongue entered her body.

She groaned at the cleverness of his mouth against her, her arms straining to pull free and touch him, but he was having none of it, holding her wrists firmly in his vice-like grip.

That always meant that he wanted to be firmly in control.

Khushi sighed and spread her legs still further, allowing him to dip inside her even deeper.

A few moments later he transferred his grip of her wrists to one hand, easily strong enough to restrain her that way, and his fingers replaced his tongue, which he had moved up to focus on her clit.

She let out a soft whimper of pleasure as her clitoris became the focus of an all out assault.

Khushi squirmed under his ministrations and little flashes of heat began to pulse low in her belly.

From there it was only a matter of seconds before he drove her up and over the edge, her orgasm raking through her womb with a ferocity that was almost violent.

Electrical aftershocks shook her even as she tried to relax and come down from the beautiful high.

She slumped in the chair as Arnav pulled away from her body with a smug grin.

She didn’t even consider trying to wipe it off his face.

He’d done more than his best with that one and he deserved to be as arrogant about it as he wanted.

He released her hands then and they fell uselessly to her sides.

“So," he grunted with pride, "Can you walk to the bed?”

She just shook her head mutely.

She didn’t even want to try.

Arnav picked her up like she weighed nothing and carried her over to the bed, laying her out gently on the sheets…"I wouldn't have let you anyway…"

He stepped back and she watched him with veiled eyes as he stripped off his dark green jumper and he tossed it over his shoulder.

His hands went next to his belt and she caught herself holding her breath as he slid it slowly inch by inch from the belt loops of his jeans.

His hand paused for just a moment on the button at the top, his eyes drilling into hers.

She met his gaze evenly then licked her lips and glanced deliberately downward again.

He unbuttoned it with teasing slowness then undid the zip one tooth at a time.

Khushi let out a little whimper as he finally peeled the denim off and he stood there in nothing but a pair of well-fitted green boxer briefs.

She eyed the bulge there hungrily…

"Hurry up Mr. Raizada, the twins will be home soon with Nani…and Di has...AHHH!!"

Arnav threw his body against her and pulled her into his arms…

He sought out her mouth and she gladly offered it up to him, her lips falling open with the briefest of swipes of his tongue.

His invasion was slow and thorough as he sought to discover places he might have missed in previous perusals of teeth and tongue.

Her hands sought out his body, seeking now the touches that he’d denied her earlier.

Fingers and palms slid over smooth skin.

His cool body began to radiate the heat of intense sexual arousal and she could feel his penis moving against her leg, twitching and ready.

He pulled back from the kiss, sucking the corner of her lower lip into his mouth before dragging his lips down her throat.

He trailed kisses down her sternum, then up and over her right breast.

He sought out the little peak, circling it rapidly with his tongue, sucking and scraping lightly with his teeth.

Khushi felt her body jerk upwards at the sensation as his hand joined his mouth, imitating movements against her other breast.

Desire built within her groin, a slow, burning need for him to be inside her.

He seemed to feel it, too, abandoning both breasts and moving back up to recapture her mouth.

His tongue was insistent as it resumed control and she groaned softly into this new kiss, her hands resting against his hair, offering him no escape until she was ready to break it.

“I need you,” she whispered finally against his lips, releasing him.

He pulled back a little and looked into her eyes. “…damn you're gorgeous…”

“Arnavji, please…” she said.

“You have me…”

“Inside me…I need you…” she repeated stubbornly.

"Maybe we should wait till later…"

Khushi was about to scream and attack, but as her mouth opened, he pushed himself inside her body in one long, smooth thrust…


"It can't be normal to want you as much as I do…But if I must label myself as abnormal, then so I must. I want you…want you more than is right and sane."

She met his eyes.

His gaze was steady and strong and searching.

“I love you, now please…please…"

He pulled back then and placed his arms behind her knees, holding her legs up to allow for deeper penetration.

He slid out and then back into her.

She loved the way he felt inside her…

He was able to maintain control for a few minutes but when sweat broke out on his brow she knew he was trying too hard.

She raised a hand to his face. “You have made love to me so gently since that day…but Arnavji, I'm okay…I'm FINE…Lose control…Lose control my husband…”

Her words touched him deep in his soul, cracking the fear that had been lurking there…

His movements began to get faster and faster and she felt him drive deeply inside her body.

Lust and desparation flared within his heart, his desire to own and possess her in all ways possible radiating clearly at the forefront of his thoughts.

Each glide within her body became more and more powerful.

She could feel him against her g-spot, their pelvises perfectly aligned to put pressure on her clitoris.

And as he began to pound into her, taking her harder and harder she felt the intense burn of desire flooding through her womb.

Her muscles began to flutter with the beginning hints that she would come in just a few more moments.

"I love you…damn it, I love you so damn much…"

He dropped her legs down to the bed, pulling her body up and wrapping his arms around her back until there was no space between them as he laid her back on the bed.

She tried to wrap her legs around his waist but he was moving too quickly for that now and she let them splay wide on the bed instead.

She contented herself with stroking his back and whispering words of encouragement.

Arnav was grunting in exertion with each thrust into her body and the sweat was dripping from him.

He was still brushing her clit with each plunge and she felt the stuttering start of her muscles beginning to contract around his penis.

With freedom guiding his actions, He felt so different, so strong within her adding to the flame of her orgasm.

She soared, rose to the very height of her climax and as she did he cried out.

"Oh my God…Khushi…Arrghhh!"

She could feel his burning sperm as he came, as it hit her powerfully from many sides.

Contractions shook her, her eyes wide, her mouth open.

She panted his hold on her became fierce…

Tears came into her eyes…

She was floating in a high so intense she thought surely she would die of pleasure.

As the euphoria washed over her, her body completely relaxed, going limp in Arnav’s arms.

Quickly demanding his own consciousness back, he rolled them over so that Khushi was on top and she lay there bonelessly.

“Are you all right?” he murmured in her ear, his voice shaky…"Khushi, answer sweetheart…I need to know I haven't hurt you…"

She couldn’t speak as she floated in the waves of pleasure, orange and red and yellow behind her closed eyes.

She merely nodded weakly against his chest.

His arms surrounded her, holding her tightly to him and his penis twitched inside her, rippling and pulsing, sending delightful sensations through her entire body.

She could feel Arnav kissing her temples, her hair, trying to reassure himself that she really was okay.

Khushi forced herself to move her head and she found his mouth, pushing past slack lips to stroke passionately against his tongue with her own.

He took full possession of her mouth, discovering her all over again, as if he were kissing her the first time they had made love.

She explored every bit of him, then came back and did it all again.

Eventually, their kiss ended, but their mouths lingered…

She glanced up at his eyes, and felt herself buffeted about by a sensation so strong, so overwhelming that it nearly subsumed her.

The intensity of the Arnav's feelings for her and his lingering fearful memories of how he almost lost her bordered on madness.

It should have scared her but it didn’t.

It explained so much about him, about who he had become.

A husband.

A carer.

A provider.

A father, so loving that it made her breath catch every time.

All thoughts were stopped as he swooped in again, making love to her mouth, making sure no bit of it went untouched.

He began to harden inside her body, and she ground against him…

It was enough to scrape her clit against the root of his shaft and she pulled back from his mouth, crying out…

Sitting up she rocked against him, focusing on trying for yet another orgasm.

She circled her hips just that tiny fraction that she could and had him crying out her name.

It was so seldom that she had him at her mercy like this and she was going to enjoy every minute of it.

She reached for his hands and brought them up, splaying them wide over her breasts.

“Touch me,” she said and his hands began to knead the soft mounds of flesh, cupping and caressing before rolling her nipples in his hands.

A flash of want raced through her womb and she contracted heavily.

Arnav responded by arching up violently into her.

A sharp wave of pain rippled through her, followed by another contraction of such intense pleasure she thought she might go mad.

Sitting up, he yanked her hard against his chest and arched into her once more…

Again pain was followed by pleasure that had her fighting for breath…

“Over,” Arnav suddenly said with a growl in his voice.

He flipped her onto her hands and knees, pulling pillows into place to prop herself up properly for him.

“Hold onto the head board. You’ll need to brace yourself,”

Khushi's stomach somersaulted as she curled her hands around the wrought iron bars of the headboard and looked back at him.

His eyes were very dark.

She turned back, putting her head down on the pillow.

She felt his hands stroking her bottom, kneading and fondling the soft globes and then she felt him hard and ready at her entrance.

His push inside her was so sudden that she almost forgot to hold on…

But it didn't matter, Arnav pulled her back and away and then he began his thrusts, hard, fast, but contained.

She weakly regripped the bars, holding on for dear life as he pounded into her within an inch of her life.

He felt amazing.

He was staking his claim once again.

Marking her as his in no uncertain terms.

His words began to spill out as he told her over and over again that she belonged to him, that he belonged to her…

Khushi felt herself on the brink again, clamping him hard and milking every last drop from his penis.

She shuddered and shook and finally collapsed on the pillow as Arnav's orgasm slammed into him hard…

His arms covered hers, his hands holding her wrists again.

His chest was tight against her back and his breath was cool on the back of her neck and shoulder.

She felt his teeth bite down, gently, felt his tongue sucking hard as he placed his mark upon her.

When at last he released her, he turned her weary body onto her back, and curled her into him, holding her tightly…

“I love you, Arnavji,” she said, her voice low and breathy, still drenched with desire for him.

“I love you…”

"I love you more…"

His arms wrapped her securely and he gave a shuddering sigh. “Not possible…”



Arnav was woken by his daughter screaming out…

Kissing his sleeping wife, he quickly dressed and crept out of his room…

"Sammy!" he whispered loudly…

"Daddy!!! Where's mummy!!!"
He rolled his eyes, "She's sleeping, where's Aarav? And WHY oh why are you yelling?"

She put her tiny hands on her hips and smirked, "I…WON."

"Oh crap."

Nani came walking up behind Samira…"Yes, she did, but now you have a VERY moody son to deal with."

Arnav crouched down in front of his 6 year old daughter…"Honey, you KNOW what he is like…"

"It's not MY fault. I won fair and square!"

"SHHHHH!" Nani and Arnav said in unison.

And suddenly a baby's crying squall broke out…

Arnav yawned and stretched his arms out behind him…"Alright…Sammy, can you please help Nani find Aarav and get him to come and talk to me, then when Di comes home with your little sister, please help take care of her until mummy wakes up…"

"Chote, are you going to…"

Arnav smiled, "I shall take care of him…"


Khushi began to wake and instantly jumped up out of bed…

"That Laad Governor! How does he think he can handle all our children at once! They basically ALL have is attitude!"

She caught a glimpse of the time and saw how close it was to dinner…

Dressing as fast as she could, she hurried down the stairs…

"Slow down Khushiji!" Anjali said…"Dinner is almost ready…"

Khushi blushed, "I am so sorry, Di…Is Jiji here?"

Nani walked in, "Staying over at your Buaji's house tonight…to help with all the renovations they are making…I love that Payal has taken up Interior Design, but I think she is going to redo everyon-"

"Nani, please forgive me for interrupting, but…" she looked from left to right, "Where…?"

Anjali grinned, "Well…First Samira beat Aarav in a board game, then when I brought Aditi home, oh and she had a great time at 4 year old playgroup, I saw Chote going into the Umed's room to calm him down because he just woke up…"

"Oh God, my poor husband…"

Anjali followed as they began to climb the stairs once more…"Khushiji, you KNOW how great he is with them all…4 kids are a handful, but he loves them so much…"

Khushi smiled, "I know, he is so wonderful…"

"Oh I better get back to help Nani, just bring them all down for dinner in ten minutes…"

"Thank Di…"


Worried for what she was about to see, she slowly peered into the room…

And what she saw made tears come to her eyes…

The most beautiful family she could have ever hoped for…

As her twins hugged and made up, she saw Aarav pick up Aditi and read her a story, while Samira lifted a sleeping Umed of Arnav's lap and place him in the cot…

They all tried to be as quiet as they could, because in the middle of the room, sitting on a beanbag, was their sleeping father.

Khushi crept in, and all her children smiled up at her…

Aditi flailed her arms around and Khushi knelt down to give her a cuddle…

"How are my beautiful babies? I'm so proud of you…"

Aditi pointed over to Arnav, "Daddy sleeping…"

Khushi let Aarav continue to read as she kissed Samira on the forehead, "You're a great help with Umed you know…"

"Thanks mummy, you know, daddy convinced Aarav it was a tie…"

She rolled her eyes, knowing this had something to do with their competitive natures…

Finally coming to Arnav, she gently ran her fingers through his hair, and he moaned softly, resting his cheek on her hand…

"Five more minutes sweetheart…"

Khushi snickered, "Five being the word…"

He smiled, but soon his eyes shot open…

Sitting up with a start, he stared at Khushi as he began to smile…"Are you serious…?"

Leaning forwards, she kissed the tip of his nose, "I sure am…"

He turned and saw children, beautiful, headstrong, and adorable…

On the verge of tears, he slid towards Khushi…"I love you…my God, I love you so much…"

"So…one more won't make you-"

His hand suddenly grabbed her hair, making her focus directly into his eyes, "One more won't make me stop…I love you pregnant…and I love you when you aren't…and that's exactly how you keep getting pregnant!"

"We can manage another can't we…?"

"Are you kidding!? I love these crazy little things!"

Khushi laughed heartily, "I love you, I knew I gave my heart to the right man…"

"You bet, and I won't ever let it go…You are deep inside my heart, and I will never let you breakout…"

 "What makes you think I want to..."

The End