FF: 30 Days - Day 30

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Day 30

They were finally dressed and ready to go after many, many false starts and Khushi smiled sadly as she looked around the bedroom one final time. Their activities over the past few days hadn’t been confined to the bedroom, not by any means but it had been where they’d spent the majority of their time. They’d made love in every single room in the cottage including the kitchen, numerous times and the rest of the time they’d spent lazily in each other’s arms; reading, watching films, playing games and talking.

Arnav came up slowly behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her off the floor briefly before putting her back down. ‘So was it special then?’

Khushi smiled, turning herself around and putting her arms around his neck, ‘it was amazing Arnav.’

‘I love you Khushi but please, please promise me never to make this kind of bet again!’

‘Well then you have to promise to keep your hands off me in front of the family!’

‘I think it’s your hands you should be more concerned about Khushi. Have you forgotten what you agreed to do?’

‘Arnav, do I have to? It’s so embarrassing!’

Arnav shook his head and walked them both backwards towards the bed. ‘Yes, you have to! What’s embarassing about kissing your husband? Anyway, I need to make up for this month we missed out on, so that means even more touching in public.’

‘Arnav, no!’Khushi shrieked as they fell onto the bed, ‘our flight!’

‘We own the helicopter Khushi; I don’t think we’re in danger of it leaving without us.’

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They’d arrived home a couple of hours ago and after lots of teasing from the family about secret honeymoons and the distributing of gifts to everyone Akash and Payal had announced that since Arnav and Khushi were now back in Delhi they’d leave on their own honeymoon which they’d postponed slightly.

Khushi was in the kitchen, her usual whirlwind of activity as she rushed to make pakoras and other snacks to give to Akash and Payal for their journey. Arnav crept up behind Khushi and put his arms around her waist. Khushi gasped and attempted to swat his hands away, ‘Arnav! You can’t do that here! We’re not on holiday anymore!’

He continued to hold on and took her earlobe between his teeth, causing Khushi to suck her breath in through her teeth at the sudden pain and pleasure rolled into one. ‘Don’t worry Khushi; I’m not here to ravish you. I’m just checking you haven’t forgotten our agreement.’

Khushi blushed even deeper as she remembered their escapades in the kitchen in Himachal before elbowing Arnav in the gut to push him away. ‘I haven’t forgotten Mr Raizada! Besides Jiji and Jeejaji weren’t in your list of people that had to be there, so calm down there’s still time!’

‘You have a point. Okay, I’ll wait.’ Arnav grinned and picked up a few pakoras out of the bowl, escaping Khushi’s attempt to stop him and left the kitchen.

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Khushi hugged Payal first and then stepped backwards allowing the rest of the family to come forward. Arnav then hugged Akash, wished him well and instinctively went over to join Khushi. The rest of the family, Nani, Di, Mami, Mamaji and all of the servants had just begun to wave off Akash and Payal as they got into the car when Khushi grabbed Arnav’s shoulders and planted her lips on his.

The kiss started off as forceful and one sided but Arnav soon opened his mouth to allow Khushi’s tongue to stroke his and his arms went around her waist anchoring her closer to him as she held onto his head with both hands, angling it for optimum pleasure.

Just as she heard the last goodbyes dying down Khushi pulled away, biting her bottom lip in amusement, ‘you didn’t say they had to be watching!’

Arnav’s face fell as he watched all his family members turn around and walk back towards the house completely unaware of what had transpired behind their backs only seconds ago.

‘Arnav Singh Raizada is no match for Khushi Singh Raizada,’ Khushi taunted before she rushed away from him to link her arm with Anjali’s and help her back into the house.

Arnav tried but failed to control the grin that broke out on his face. He shook his head in silent laughter before striding forward to stand on the other side of Anjali and walk with them into the living room.

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Khushi had just finished serving everyone tea and the extra pakoras she’d made for them and sat down next to Arnav when Nani cleared her throat.

Khushi jumped up again immediately to pour a glass of water, ‘have some water Naniji.’

Nani put out her hand to stop her, smiling ‘no Khushi bitya it’s alright. We all have our tea now so you and Chote can go up to your room if you wish.’

‘Ji???’ Khushi’s eyebrows rose as high as possible and her face flushed into a deep red colour. ‘No, no Naniji, of course not. What are you talking about? I want to sit here with all of you and catch up on everything.’ She quickly sat down again and stuffed a pakora into her mouth.

‘Hello Hi Bye Bye, Khushi bitya. Only 5 minutes ago you were nearly eating our Arnav bitwa and now you are saying you want to eat the pakoras?’

As everybody around her began to giggle knowingly including Mamaji, Khushi choked on the pakora she’d been eating and her eyes grew as wide as saucers.

Arnav’s only reaction to the whole interlude had been the raising of one sardonic eyebrow towards his giggling family members and a smirk in Khushi’s direction but now he sat up slightly to rub Khushi’s back and offer her the glass of water she’d previously poured for Nani.

When Khushi had drunk the water and stopped choking he held onto her arm and helped her up. ‘Nani, I think we will go up to our room actually,’ he said still smirking wickedly.

‘What? No! No Naniji… Di I don’t….’ Khushi spluttered as Arnav lead her towards the stairs away from the family who had now moved on from giggling into fully fledged laughter.

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Arnav strong-armed her into their room and locked the door behind him before pushing Khushi back against it and crushing his lips to her swallowing all of her complaints. She soon began to moan in response and began unbuttoning his shirt so she could run her palms over the hard expanse of his stomach. He pulled back, smirking as she moaned in protest at the brief separation until he reached for the hem of her dress.

They both pulled and grabbed until all their clothes lay in a heap on the floor next to them. Arnav let his eyes slowly drink in the sight before him and then with a low growl gripped her waist and pulled her flush against his body.

‘This is ridiculous,’ Khushi whispered as she held onto his shoulders and stood on her tiptoes allowing him to gently nip and suck at her neck.

‘What is?’ Arnav asked in between kisses as he cupped one breast with his hand, thumbing one nipple as he laved the other simultaneously.

‘This. Us. We had a whole week and we’re still...’ She broke off with a hiss as he tugged on the nipple in his mouth.

‘We’ve had over a year Khushi,’ Arnav said before moving his mouth over to the other breast and tugging on the other nipple similarly. He moved his left hand down to the juncture between her thighs and finding her already moist and he entered her in one firm fluid stroke. ‘I will never get enough of you.’

He rocked his hips back and forth increasing the pressure and Khushi writhed in his arms until Arnav stopped moving and finally pressed fully against her most sensitive nub. As they climaxed together and Khushi could only agree with Arnav’s earlier assessment. She would never get enough of her husband and more importantly, she didn’t want to.