FF: 30 Days - Day 10

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Day 10

'Arnav! I need some help, please.'

Arnav poked his head out of the bathroom to see Khushi with her hair on one side and both of her arms lifted up doing something to the back of her neck, 'what's wrong?'

'My necklace is stuck,' Khushi turned so she had her back facing Arnav, 'can you get it out?'

Arnav approached Khushi cautiously wondering if this was some ploy. She knew he had a thing about her neck. It had always called out to him when she used to wear those plaits over one side leaving the other side bare as if inviting him to taste her. As he got closer he saw that there were indeed a few of her hairs entangled with the clasp.

Obviously not a plan but he could still use it to his advantage. While she was still trying to remove the hairs herself he quickly took off his t-shirt and threw it onto the bed while she was distracted before stepping behind her and holding her hands in his.

Khushi stopped as she felt Arnav's hands caressing her own as he lowered them to her sides. She tried to turn her head to see Arnav but he stopped her holding onto one side of her head 'wait Khushi, let me fix this.'

Arnav leaned close to Khushi's neck until she could feel his hot breath on her neck as his fingers slowly trailed along her back before reaching her neck, 'Arnav, what are you doing?'

'Shh Khushi, let me concentrate. It's all stuck.'

Khushi stood still as she felt a tingle of awareness down her spine as his rough fingers slowly stroked the back of her neck. Was he doing what she thought he was doing?

Arnav paused and took a deep breath trying to clear his mind. He definitely didn't want this to be a repeat of yesterday. 'So what did you do all day? How are the wedding plans going?'

Khushi sighed to herself. Staying away from Arnav was definitely getting to her if she was getting turned on just by his fingers on her neck especially when he wasn't even intending them to. 'Oh erm fine, everything's... good. You do remember we're bringing Jiji tomorrow for her fitting right? '

Arnav finally managed to extricate the last hair from where it had got entangled in the clasp of her necklace and pulled it slowly away before brushing it away lightly to join the rest of her hair at the side. 'I've told the designer to meet you, but I might not be able to be with you, I have a telephone call scheduled at that time.'

'Hmm.'

Arnav smiled at Khushi's response. She obviously wasn't paying attention to what he was saying or he knew she would have had something to say about his business being more important than his family. He took a step closer causing her to gasp as he moulded his body to hers pressing his bare chest to her back.

'Arnav what are you...' Khushi had reached a hand behind to attempt to push him away when she felt her hand come into contact with skin. 'What... what happened to your t-shirt? You were wearing it a second ago.'

'I took it off,' Arnav said huskily as he unclasped the necklace and let it fall down in between her breasts. He quickly reached out to hold her arms and slowly spun her around to face him before he pressed their bodies together again.

'A..Arnav... you're...' Khushi struggled to talk as her chest rose and fell heavily under Arnav's gaze where he could clearly see the outline of her tight buds straining against the fabric of her dress.

'I've taken your necklace off Khushi,' Arnav left one arm to reach up and pick up the necklace ensuring his hand and fingers touched every bit of exposed skin possible. He leaned his head towards Khushi until their lips were only millimetres apart 'is there anything else you need from me?'

As Arnav picked up the necklace she felt the cold metal slide against the hot burning skin of her heaving chest, begging silently for him to touch her again. She closed her eyes and swallowed as he finally removed the necklace and threw it onto the bed behind them. She tamped down the desire to plead with him to fling her onto the bed similarly and pushed him away. 'No, nothing at all,' she said as she moved backwards until she felt the bed at the back of her thighs.

Arnav watched as Khushi moved backwards, her breathing ragged and a tiny drop of sweat travelling down her chest. He moved closer to her slowly until he was once again right in front of her and Khushi closed her eyes in anticipation. Arnav reached around her and picked his t-shirt up from the bed before he smiled. 'Well if you do need anything, all you have to do is ask,' he said brightly before walking backwards to the bathroom as Khushi's eyes flew wide open in shock and indignation.