Chapter Twenty Seven

When we arrived back to the island, we headed straight to the kitchen. There were a few tubs of ice cream in the fridge and while I went with chocolate chip cookie dough, Arnav grabbed the cookies and cream. We decided to sit out in the back, by the pool. Personally I didn't see the reason why a pool was necessary when you had your own beach for yourself, but eh, whatever.

I glanced over at Arnav, who was clearly enjoying his ice cream. "Cookies and cream huh?"

Arnav looked at me, glancing down at my tub of ice cream before looking back at me. "Chocolate chip cookie dough... interesting."

"Oh? Why is that," I chuckled.

"Since you chose this flavor, I'm assuming it's your favorite?"

I nodded.

"I'm surprised its not just plain vanilla or chocolate."

"Can I be honest?"

"Always."

"Um... I hate chocolate flavored ice cream."

Don't judge me, don't troll me, this is my opinion and I am entitled to it. I Khushi Singh Raizada - Singh Raizada!! - HATE chocolate ice cream. Bite me!

"Can I be honest too?"

"Always," I smiled.

"I hate chocolate ice cream too," he admitted.

Yes! Ha! I'm not the only one! In your face society! Don't come for us! Hah!

"I don't think its safe to say that out loud," Arnav chuckled. "Last time I said that, Di hit me."

"Oh my gosh, she hit you," I laughed.

"It's her favorite, but Di's crazy and what not so," and he rolled his eyes with a shrug.

Arnav took another spoonful of ice cream and looked out at the beach. Since his confession, he seems to be a bit more... loose. Like revealing his biggest secret had eased him and relaxed him, and he was much more comfortable now.

He's even smiling a bit more... and he looks so cute.

Arnav scooped up some ice cream with his spoon. "You're staring."

Oops.

Blush filled my cheeks as I quickly looked down at my tub of ice cream. But when Arnav took hold of my hand, my eyes met his. He was smiling at me softly, melting my heart.

Ugh, he can be so cute sometimes!

And for some reason, a desire grew within me. Yes, I did just have ice cream for desert but now...

I wanted him.

I know, I know! You must think I'm crazy and again I'm getting ahead of myself, just like with the shower thing earlier in the day but dammit I wanted to be intimate with my husband again! And I don't think that's a crime at all so there :P

"I think that's enough ice cream for one night," Arnav said, placing the lid of his ice cream back on. "You?"

Snapping out of my thoughts, I nodded, resealing my ice cream as well. Arnav took my ice cream and spoon, taking it to the kitchen to put away and wash. I went back into the bedroom, and as much as I wanted to change into my jammies and get comfy, there were other things on my mind.

I mean I'm standing at the foot of the bed and all I can think of is the night before. I couldn't stop thinking about the way he had taken care of me and how gentle he was with me; knowing all to well that he was, er, experienced, and was yet very gentle, not rushing me, was a nice feeling. Maybe someday I'll get on that experienced level - is that even a thing? - but for now-

Arnav brushed away my hair to one side, snapping me out of my thoughts. He nuzzled me behind my ear, his arms wrapping around my waist, my hands automatically moving over them.

"Penny for your thoughts," he muttered.

Um, there's no way I'm telling him that I'm thinking about last night, you can tell him that- actually no, don't you dare!

His lips began to wander along my neck and I wanted to melt in his hold.

Is it just me, or did it suddenly get hot in here?

Arnav teethed my earlobe and a moan instantly escaped from my lips.

Oh my gosh, I'm as horny as a teenager!  Well I did claim myself to be horndog earlier- oh!

Without warning, Arnav whipped me around to him, still keeping his hold at my waist. And like the true idiot I am, while this man looked at me with a look that could literally make anything melt, I was busy looking at him like a fool in shock.

Come on girl, get it together! Get your woman-ness meter running, let's go! Let's go! LET'S GO!

It's too bad my brain was malfunctioning, I mean, can you blame it? Cause I don't.

Even more it malfunctioned when Arnav kissed me, I mean honestly, I think I heard sparks fly! But whether it was from the intensity or from the fact that my brain was crashing, I honestly have no clue, I'll leave you to be the judge of it.

Arnav pulled away and looked at me for a moment. "What are you thinking about Khushi," he asked softly.

Ugh, that voice! It makes me want to melt even more!

"Nothing," I whispered. "My brain has to work in order for me to think."

"And is it working right now?"

His grin was enough evidence to prove that he was entertained. "No."

"Why is that?"

"Because of you."

"Me?"

"Mm hmm."

"Interesting...."

Oh I bet you're more than interested, especially with that grin on your face.

"You're looking a little red Khushi. Are you feeling warm?"

On fire would be the correct answer but its not like I can say that, nor was I going to if I could. Instead I nodded... like a frigging bobble-head... and he was grinning even more.

Way to go Khushi!

Okay, I'm not embarrassing myself any further. When I gather some more courage, then and only then will I allow myself to be in my husband's arms.

Not wanting to embarrass myself any further, I pulled away from Arnav's hold, but he only pulled me back into him, my back colliding to his front.

Okay, so maybe I overestimated my own restraint. But let's face it, who was I even kidding? Me, courageous? Yeah right!

"If you think I'm letting go of you so easily, well, it's never going to happen," he murmured in my ear.

Oh?

"Not now, not in any lifetime," and he nipped at my ear.

Eep!

Arnav brought his hands up to the straps of my jumpsuit and I knew I was a goner. He loosened the straps and brushed them aside, the straps hanging lamely off of my shoulders. If enough space was created between us, then my jumpsuit would definitely no longer be covering my body.

And let's face it, we all know what I want... it's just too bad that I'm ridiculously shy!

Wah!

My free hand moved over my chest, holding onto the fabric. Arnav brushed his lips along my ear, causing me to shudder and loosen my hold, allowing for my jumpsuit to puddle at me feet.

Eek!

"Do you trust me," he murmured.

More than my own life.

When I nodded, Arnav brought his hand to the clasp of my strapless bra and unhooked it, my bra joining my jumpsuit on the floor.

Holy crap its happening again, its totally going to happen again! Come on Kush, gather some sort of bravery and turn to him!

As if the pep talk had some power, I stepped out of my puddled jumpsuit and faced to Arnav. I couldn't meet his eyes for long, feeling rather shy, and my heated cheeks were sure to give that away. Arnav placed his arm around my waist and kissed me, and I melted. I placed my hands over his chest, grasping at the fabric of his shirt.

I wanted him and I needed him.

Tugging at his shirt, I began to pull it up. I have no clue where this bravery was coming from, but I wasn't going to allow myself to focus on that. Instead I focused at the task at hand and pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor.

Geez-us oh my, I don't think I'll ever get over that body of his!

My eyes met his and all of hell went loose, my lips colliding with his, my fingers losing themselves to his hair. I think I may have even stunned him a little, though I'm not positive since he kissed me back with the same intensity as well. His hands were at my waist and he slowly guided me to the bed, my back meeting the soft fabric.

Yes, its happening again!

Unlike last night, however, there was more of a sense of comfort. Even if things weren't going as slowly as yesterday, it was still a good pace. To tell you the truth, if things had gone as slow as the night before, I probably would burst into flames! Maybe it has something to do with our truths that has us much more comfortable. We both had been completely vulnerable with each other and neither judged, only trusted.

Arnav's hands traveled down to my panties and I arched up, letting him remove the fabric off of my body and toss it who knows where. Honestly I don't know where it was, my focus was on his soft delectable lips and the dance they were doing with mine.

Letting go of my lips, Arnav's lips latched onto my neck, sucking and teasing away at my flesh. While one hand rested at my waist, the other massaged my breast and it felt so good!

"Undo my jeans," Arnav muttered against me.

Sexy husband of mine say what now?!

Arnav pulled back and looked down at me while I looked at him, stunned.

He wants me to what?

"Khushi I- sorry, I don't know what got into me-"

Sorry?! "Don't. Just...."

He better not apologize or else things are gonna go in a whole other direction involving my tears and everything that happened before we ever got intimate and after we arrived to the island.

Damn, that wasn't even that long ago.

"Khushi-"

"Arnav I... it's just new to me, that's all."

"I understand, I just don't want you to be uncomfortable or force you to do anything you don't want to."

Oh Arnav...

Caressing his cheek, I gave him a little kiss on his lips. "I know," I whispered.

I wanna do it. I really want to do it. And I can do it, I know I can!

Bringing my lips back to his, I kissed him while my hand wandered down from his cheek to the button of his jeans. With all the courage I could gather, I undid the button and pulled down the zipper.

Ah! Yes! I did it!

Arnav pulled back and looked at me. We gazed away at each other for a moment, love and admiration floating in the air around us. With a kiss on my forehead, Arnav removed his jeans and boxers, leaving him in nothing but his gorgeous self.

Ugh, I'll never get over it.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"You're so hot-"

Arnav arched his eyebrow while my hand smacked over my mouth.

What the hell Khushi?! What the hell, what the hell, what. The. HELL?!

Letting out a groan, I covered my face with my pillow.

So much for having sex again!

"Hey, Khushi," and he came over to me, taking the pillow away from me, revealing my red face.

Ugh why me?!

Arnav shook his head with a smile and kissed me. "You have every right to say to me whatever you please; you're my wife."

And embarrass myself to oblivion? Oh great!
"Hey, look at me."

I looked up at him and he kissed me once more. It was so good, it was enough to distract my mind from the embarrassment I had just put myself in, but thank goodness, it was now all forgotten thanks to these wonderful lips that belong to my husband.

Little did I know that my brain was about to be obliterated.

Arnav's lips traveled down along my body, his hands wandering along as well. I was so lost in passion that I never realized how far down he was going until I felt his lips there.

What the f-!

Looking down between my legs, I found Arnav's face in between them and holy crap, everything his mouth was doing to me was divine! I mean I have no words for it, holy fuck! He had reduced me to a mass of nerves, moaning and crying out his name in ecstasy as my fingers entangled themselves in his hair, my hips begging to buck and sway but couldn't due to his hold.

I had always heard that oral sex is amazing and you know what, I'm going to hop on that bandwagon and say fuck yeah it is!

My body began to rise and I recognized it very well from the night before. I was ready to orgasm, and as hard as I tried to pull away, I couldn't release myself from Arnav's hold. His eyes were on me but I couldn't look at him for long, as my head threw back, my eyes shutting as I cried out his name in pleasure and ecstasy.

Holy fuck that was amazing!

Thing around me blurred and hazed as I tried to regain my breath. I felt Arnav move around me and when my vision cleared, I saw him unroll a condom along his length.

Think what you want but just like that, I was ready. It was as if seeing him do that had completely filled up my health bar like this was some sort of video game. Think of it what you will, I was ready to go.

Arnav moved over me and with one slow thrust, Arnav buried himself within me and it felt amazing! There wasn't any pain whatsoever, thank goodness. I mean last night, it hurt a lot, but tonight I'm all good. It just took a moment for my body to adjust to him cause I mean that thing is big.

Everything after that was just... amazing! I don't think there's any word out there that could describe how wonderful it was and how great he made me feel. I will say one thing, however, and that is that love was definitely in the air. There was admiration for the other, and it could clearly be seen in our eyes. We trusted each other and loved each other.

And that's all that mattered.