FF: 30 Days - Day 18

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Day 18

‘Good morning Khushi.’

‘ARNAV!’ Khushi rushed to cover herself with her hands as Arnav did the exact opposite and began to take off his t-shirt and trousers. She backed into the shower further as Arnav advanced until her bare bottom hit the tile wall and Arnav was now fully under the spray of water.

Arnav smirked as Khushi closed her eyes as he reached out a hand towards her shoulder. He picked up his shower gel and bath sponge. He looked at Khushi, who still had her hands covering herself but Arnav could see the delicious droplets of water clinging to her skin. He reached up and moved the showerhead swiftly so the warm water fell on Khushi and she opened her eyes with a small shriek.

Khushi watched as Arnav calmly started lathering himself up with the shower gel as if she wasn’t completely naked in front of him. She put her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes, ‘What are you doing Arnav?’

As she saw Arnav’s eyes travel up and down her body she realised what she’d done and quickly brought her hands up again to cover herself.

Arnav stepped closer to her and put the sponge on her left shoulder and began moving it in circles. ‘I’m just touching you Khushi,’ he said as he turned her around so she had her back to him, ‘that’s perfectly within the rules.’

Khushi gasped as he put his arm around her waist and pulled her flush against him and she could feel his growing hardness against the small of her back.

Khushi’s protestations tapered off into nothing as Arnav first rubbed in small circles across her neck and her arms fell slack of their own accord and hung loosely at her sides. He then lathered her breasts, slowly and meticulously until they were almost painfully tight.

Arnav paused just below Khushi’s stomach and kissed her neck, sliding his mouth down along her shoulder, the moisture from the shower water mingling with the moisture from his mouth. ‘Kissing is in the rules too,’ his breathing was laboured as he knelt down on one knee and then picked up Khushi’s left leg to rest her foot on his knee.

Arnav kept his eyes glued to the sponge in his hand, knowing that looking directly ahead would be his undoing. Still his hands edged dangerously close to the apex of Khushi’s thighs until he abruptly pulled back and then swapped Khushi’s leg for her right and repeated his previous actions.

Khushi was now leaning back, her head against the tiles, water spraying onto her stomach and Arnav whose hands were once again so close but not close enough. She waited with bated breath for his hands to move higher and douse the raging fire within her.

Arnav looked up at Khushi to see desire evident on her face, her breasts rising and falling with her heavy breaths. He took a deep breath in and closed his own eyes as he stood up. He felt as if he would physically combust into flames at any second from need. ‘Khushi,’ he said huskily as he pulled her away from the shower wall by the waist and turned her around again.

‘Arnav,’ Khushi rested her weight against Arnav and her head back against his shoulder, unsure if her legs would be able to keep her standing if she didn’t use his body for support. Her hand moved behind her in between their bodies to hold his manhood within the confines of her slender fingers.

As Khushi stroked him Arnav moved his own hand down from her stomach to her centre. His fingers slipped in easily due to her arousal and the warm spray of the shower still falling on them relentlessly.

Their hands moved in time with each other, faster, more insistently as they both felt the waves of pleasure inside them building and increasing with each stroke, with each caress until they reached the zenith of their desire and cried out each other’s names simultaneously as their bodies shuddered to release.

Many long moments later when Khushi was again leaning back against Arnav with her head on his shoulder he took her earlobe in his teeth and bit on the fleshy skin there. ‘Was that in the rules?’