Chapter 30

When they were about to step into the house, the ding of the elevator drew their attention towards it.  

Nimmy came out of the elevator carrying a sleeping Muskaan. He stepped away from Khushi a little and smiled at Nimmy.

 Nimmy whispered something in Khushi's ears which made her blush. She took Muskaan from her and went inside with a smile.

Arnav followed his wife after locking the door.  Khushi put Muskaan to bed and kissed her forehead. 

He leaned onto the door frame folding arms across his chest watching his wife and his daughter. 

"Khushi..." He called her in low voice which was heavy with desire.

She turned  and saw him unfolding his arms and opening it wide. Without thinking twice she got up from the bed and ran into his wide arms and hugged him tight. 

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, enjoying the smell of his delicious masculine cologne.

He lowered his face to the crook of her neck and breathed in her perfume hungrily.  She hugged him more tightly as his arms wandered all over her back impatiently. 

She looked up at him, admiring his handsome face. He was looking older than his age. Where did that young man go ? The one she met in Sheesh Mahal before few years. 

The painful events occurred affected him more than she expected. She was also devastated but she had Muskaan with her whereas he was alone.  She promised herself not to leave him alone whatever happens in future. 

She twined her arms round him and kissed his cheek as he looked at her in confusion what made her turn emotional in a minute.

She was looking gorgeous in the dim night light, desire stirred his blood. His hand reached out to tuck her hair behind her ear. She closed her eyes breathing heavily as his finger caressed her earlobe making its way towards her lips through her cheek.

 He traced her lower lip slowly and then pressed it in between his thump and index finger. She gave a little gasp of delight as he pressed her lower body to himself grabbing her by waist. He removed his fingers from her lower lip and without any warning he look it in between his lips, nibbling it. 

He kneaded her bare waist with his hands as he continued to nibble her lower lip. Within seconds her saree pooled at her feet, leaving her only in blouse and underskirt. 

Suddenly becoming aware of  his own actions he stopped himself and looked at his sleeping daughter. 

Khushi understood his concern and without saying anything she switched on the baby monitor mounted on the wall and smiled at him. 

He reached his daughter's side and put a pillow by her side and tucked her under the blanket properly before turning towards Khushi.

He lifted her in his arms and she circled her arms around his neck. Desire flaring on their face as he carried her into the other bedroom.

He placed her gently on the king size bed and joined her after removing his shirt and pants. He removed her blouse and underskirt and reached out to undo the hooks of her bra which he couldn't find on her back. She giggled at his urgency and guided his hands towards the front side showing him the hook was at the front.

 He removed it quickly and he started kissing her body starting from the forehead, eyes , nose ,lips, cheeks, ears, neck, breast, stomach and went further down.  

He stopped at the sight of the cesarean scar across her abdomen which is dark and long. It’s larger than any scar he have, and even if he do get a scar that equals hers, it will never signify as much importance. 

It was the sign of the sacrifice she did for their baby. If she wanted she could abort their child. No one even himself could blame her if she decided to get rid of their unborn. But she did not do that. Unlike him she was stronger and brave. She gave birth to their symbol of love. He was forever grateful to her for bringing their kid to this world.

 He lifted his head and looked at her apologetically, she smiled at him conveying a silent message   -    it is okay. 

As his fingers traced the warm tingly path of the scar, she grabbed the bedsheet on her side.

He placed a warm kiss over the scar which was dangerously close to her panty laces and her skin immediately broke out into goosebumps.

Without wasting any time he removed the last piece of cloth left on her body.

Cool air from the AC made all the skin of her naked body shiver.

He quickly removed his inners and his hands ran down her naked body possessively.

Unable to hold back herself she pressed her naked body to his. They both felt the electric shock, forcing their hearts to pound as their naked bodies came in contact.

His hands and mouth were working all over her- caressing, sucking, kissing, biting filling the room with her uncontrollable moans.

"I can't wait any more Khushi.. " He whispered 

"You don't have to.." She whispered back in his ear giving a small bite there which made him shudder.

Parting her legs he entered her slowly. A wave of unimaginable pleasure coursed through their entire body as they connected to each other in the most intimate way possible.

He moved slowly at first then made love to her hungrily, relentlessly pushing her deeper into the haze of pleasure and desire, until she arched beneath him, her body on the verge of shattering.

As he moved faster her moans turned wild and she sunk her nails into his back. 

She screamed his name even louder and threw her arms around his neck and held him tight as she reached her climax. He whispered her name closing his eyes as he climaxed deep inside her.

Contentment consumed their body and soul as they tried to catch their breaths after their coupling. It wasn't wild sex, but not so gentle yet beautiful lovemaking.

He hugged her exhausted body to his sweated one. Her skin smelled of their lovemaking, her hair and the sheets of him.

He kissed her forehead and gradually they drifted off to sleep with a content smile on their faces.

Love,

ST