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"Do you want it now!" He asked looking at her with a passionate gaze. He didn't have to wait long as she reversed their positions, coming over him.

The air between them was increasing their need, passion and desire. Their bodies were in flames, so were their minds.

Arnav was more than ready to consume her but he was not sure about her feelings. But he didn't want to spoil it with his doubts.

Khushi knew that she wanted to spend her life with him, whatever happens. She didn't want to think more to bring in her insecurities.

With a push on his chest, she rolled, sinking his back got into the mattress, as she crouched over him, with her legs on either side of him, straddling him.

Placing her palm against his chest, she diminished the gap between their craving lips, ending the torture of their bodies.

She tilted her face to a side, completely covering his mouth with her, indulging in an erotic smooch with him which he reciprocated with his own passionate vigour.

The need of oxygen parted them away as she started kissing her neck while his hands were feeling her milky thighs. "You are always this dominating!!" He murmured against her lips, as she settled between his legs.

"I don't agree!" She told him as her eyes locked with him, and her fingers moved down on his shirt, covering his hard chest to his abdomen and down. He gulped as his body felt a current passing when she was close to the forbidden territory but then she reversed her hand, making him sigh.

Giving him a teasing smirk she moved back as she brushed her hand around her neck, scooping her hair to one side. Twisting her arms around her waist, she held the hem of the t-shirt, pulling it above her, as her naked body got revealed to him, taking his breath away.

"Fucking goodness!"

He was not sure if the exquisite view was a dream or an imagination. But the uneasy feeling in his that part proved it to be a reality.

He took ragged breaths, as his lips itched to kiss her white smooth skin,  which was hidden underneath her silky hair by now. He felt himself to be getting succumbed to her beauty, as the desire and passion increased.

Given to the temptation he yanked her arm, pulling it closer to him kissing her lips for the nth time in the night.

Their scorching kiss never broke, while his fingers started to fiddle with the buttons of his shirt in order to peel the shirt off his body. His skin itched under the fabric to get in direct contact with her skin with no shred of cloths in between them.

She broke off the kiss, unbuttoning his shirt finally, as she leaned away, while he slightly raised his torso, wearing off the shirt off his body, leaving his sculpted body frame for her to touch, to kiss, to feel. Her eyes lingered on the taunt muscles of his chiseled chest, his well maintain abs, before she lifted her eyes to him.

He watched her as she drew her lips closer to his face, lining his jaw line to his Adam Apple, with lingering kisses, skimming her lips down his throat to the base of his neck, like the slow burn of fire, stimulating his manly erogenous zones of body.

She placed her left hand by the side of his head, helping herself to keep leaning upon him, while he threw his head back, allowing her more access to his body, his hands lingering on her nudity, caressing her, touching her here and there, feeling her up, while she showered his sculpted well-defined body with her lips.

Their bodies were entwined with each other, as she moved down to his chest, teasing him with her tongue, licking the small pigmented projections at the either tip of his chest, inducing his sexual arousal.

In response, he enclosed her softness in, palming her bosoms, rubbing his thumbs over her mounds in circle, reflecting her tongue actions through his fingers.

"It's enough, now my turn" His lips moved in a croaked whisper, as he breathed raggedly, mingling his breaths with her warm breathes.

Khushi looked at him quietly for a moment, before deciding on her actions.

"No....not so soon Hubby!"

With diluted desire-driven eyes, he watched her moving down on him, her fingers trailing down from his abs to the opening of his denim. Her chest fervently fell up and down, as she breathed in deeply, fidgeting to unbuckle his belt.

He placed his hand over her, making the task easier for her, shredding the fabrics off his body. Scrapping out the last material off his frame, revealing himself to her he looked as she kept her hand on his burning part.

The air in the room erupted with the flames of their bodies. They were nude, close to each other, exploring each other, precipitating, breathing harshly, with the discovery of new feel.

He clenched his jaws tight, as she strokes him gently, the feel of her soft hand enclosing him, tantalising him, stroking him, pleasing him...before her lips moved towards his part.

"Damn Khushi!"

A hiss escaped off his lips, as he rested his head against the headboard, watching her mouth sheathing him, in her moist warmth, her lips getting enclosed at his base, and she sucked on, with her tongue snaking around.

The move from her was unexpected.

A groan escaped his lips, as he propped up his knee, parting his legs. He let his fingers weave through her hair, bunching a fistful of them, relishing the feeling of her hot mouth on him, with his wildest fantasies with her, coming true.

"Enough.." His voice sounded deep as he flexed his hips, drawing her mouth away from him feeling himself to be close. He grabbed her by her head, placing his both palm on either of her cheeks, pulling her up to himself, pressing his lips on her, tasting himself in her mouth, taking her in a hot shearing kiss.

Meanwhile she adjusted herself on him, feeling him moving inside slowly, seductively.

Her breast touched his chest as he lied underneath her with her straddling him, joining their bodies together.

She angled her petite sexy frame over him, as he placed his one hand on her waist and another on her delectable behind, relishing their intimate connection, with her movement.

The air in the room smelled of their passion, the intoxication, the precipitation of their radiating body-heat, and their sex. Their harsh panting breathes, her soft moans assorted with his manly groans floated through the air, as she melted in connection with his hardness inside her.

Their lips met each other seeking for more sort of connection and stimulation, as she moved over him, with her one hand placed on his chest, and another by the side of his head as she grinded against him.

After a intensifying moment with a deep low groan, he flipped over, having enough of her slow seductive torturous pace. He pulled out of her sheath with her wetness, pressing her down on the mattress.

"You will be my death Biwi!" He murmured against her lips, kissing her open mouthed, as he straightaway moved down on her, placing his mouth in between her legs on the place, where she wanted him to pay his attention.

A significant moan drawled out of her lips, a shudder ran through her body, as he swirled his tongue over that flesh of nub, with highly sensitive nerve-endings. His thumb slipped in her pathway, stroking her, causing her to wriggle with pleasure.

Within minutes, her muscles clenched in, for the release around his finger. She flexed her hips, and right at the moment he broke off, replacing his fingers with his manhood.

As he slid deep inside her, getting buried in her warmth, making her toes curl, she digged her head on the pillow, panting and gathering her breaths through her parted lips. He was bringing her to the brink of such intensity, which was different from her earlier experiences.

She felt his weight above her, as he looked, coming over her. His eyes were dark, fueling with intense desires. He drew her knees to her chest, climbing over her, taking the charge.

Striking her inside out firmly and hardly, he made her to shiver fervently as she broke apart with toe curling pleasure of sexual flow.

His mouth covered hers, taking in all screams and moans as he pushed himself to the brink, slipping in and out, searching for his release, extracting her warmth off her.

He propelled himself, coming inside her, leaving his fluidity inside her deep warmth, biting her lips once hardly, before collapsing down with thudding hearts, crushing her with his weight, entangled with her.

With closed eyes she also wrapped her arms around his neck, nestling his head in between her bosoms, relieving their aftershocks, catching her breaths.

"I love you...!" They both said in unison but too senseless to take into account.

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