His Drug
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His Drug
"I am sorry. I heard him mumble before he sunk his teeth in the sensitive skin of my neck where it meets the shoulder. I hissed as the pain travelled from that point to the cells. His tongue darted out licking the place and his lips started to place small kisses on the spot.
"Stop me from being a monster again, Khushi. He pleaded his mildly misty eyes meeting mine in the dimly lit room. So vulnerable and beautiful. I let my finger trace the outline of his face.
"Arnav... I whispered touching his lower lip. His lips parted as he sucked in my delicate finger. He held my finger in between his teeth and bit slightly.
"Ouch
"I don't want to hurt you. He said even as his callous hand squeezed my waist in a painful grip. I had to bite my lower lip hard to stop the shriek from escaping.
His rough stubble was scuffing the pale skin above my breast as his hands went south to discard me of the only garment I was wearing.
"Say you love me. He ordered as he twisted his hand over my hair and pulled back my head to make me look at him. "Ahh. A startling yelp escaped my swollen lips. "Say it.
"Arnav... I... lo..ve ..you. I mumbled between the assaults of his fingers to my sensitive folds. His lips descended down to capture mine and the intentional rubbing of his hard body on mine sent static current flowing.
"You belong to me, don't you? he asked tightening his grip on my hair more and pulling it firmer. His eyes failed to display the haughtiness of the voice and I saw a glimpse of the man who I love. A man who he is without the hurt and insecurities surging in his blood.
"I am yours, Arnavji. I addressed him with a title that always manages to allure him. A title I reserve for my husband out of this bed, where his only idea of dominance is calling me by name.
"Khushi... he mumbled as he buried his face in the crook of my neck and I could feel him trying to smell me which he claims to calm him. "You are my life, Khushi.
Draping my hand around him, I slowly caressed his back assuring him that I was right there with him. Tip of my finger nail inadvertently scratched his back as he entered me unannounced. He stilled momentarily looking deep in my eyes. His eyes were displaying outlandish hunger. I love every shade of this man. Every time he stumbles he will find me to handle him. "Take me, Arnav. I said submissively.
His thrusts were harder and deeper. No amount of my practised composure helped me from screaming his name madly. His eyelids dilated like a possessed man as he healed the dark corners of him with the most primal remedy known to a mankind, s*x.
Pushing his sweaty strands of hair aside, Arnav dropped on his side of the bed sighing.
"I did it again, didn't I? he asked. When I placed my hand on his cheeks to make him look at me, he pushed away my hand and created distance between us.
"You don't have to put up with me, Khushi. He said disappointed with himself.
"Arnav, I know you love me. I said moving closer to him to place my head on his chest, but he jerked me away and got up.
"This is not love. I am damaged. Every time the darkness of my life covers over me, I lose my sight.
"But you find light in our love, don't you?
"And I am pushing you in darkness more.
"Arnav. I said as I sat beside him and held his cheeks. "Look at me. When he didn't oblige, I held his face and made me face him. "I know you are hurt, especially after the way everyone spoke about your mother's suicide. It is okay that you...
"NO. He shouted cutting me off.
"This is not Okay. He said clicking his tongue. "This is definitely not okay. He said pulling the duvet off me and pointing at the scars his wild passion left on my body.
"I worth being punished the worst way possible for hurting an angel like you. He said cupping my face
"Arnav, never ever say that. I love you so much. I understand the weight of the baggage you carry with you. But don't you see how far you have come? You have become more controlled and focussed. You didn't lose your nerve even when they tried to instigate you in the party. You are becoming the better version of yourself.
"At what cost, Khushi? Being a beast in the bed every night?
"Did I complain? I asked managing to fit in cheekiness in my question. My husband turned to me amazed. "Mr.Arnav Singh Raizada, I love making love to the wild Tarzan more than the tranquil lover who recites poetry every time he touches me.
"Khushi, just don't...
"Shh... I said placing my finger on his lips. "Don't try to ruin my one chance at Fifty Shades of Grey. I said winking.
"Geez...,Khushi. Don't even go there. I seriously thought it was a book about colours. He said embarrassed and I know I was getting back the man I love.
"See, you are way more innocent than you think. I said very slowly pushing his hair off his forehead and placing my head on his shoulder.
"Khushi... he called. I immediately raised my head to look at him, slightly warning him through eyes not to talk about the topic that I plan to end. He sighed deeply before placing quick peck on my lips. "I love you. He said.
"I love you more. I said kissing his cheeks.
I slept hugging my husband unusually tight that night. I know this man more than he gives me credit for. I know the ruthless businessman, the attentive husband, the unruly lover, the hurt child and the hopeful man. And I love each shade of him wholeheartedly.
Arnav Singh Raizadas's drug is me, his wife, his Khushi. I will never want him to surpass this addiction and I am only planning to heal him.
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