*Some strong language and very mature content.*
I held her close to me, to stop her from shivering, it took her a while but she soon stopped. I heard her whimper into my chest and I lifted her chin.
“Khushi?” I looked into her eyes, they were brimming with tears. “What’s the matter baby?”
“Nightmare.” That single word explained everything. I wiped her tears away and pulled her into me.
“Sh, it’s only a nightmare, it’s not real.”
“But it’s the same nightmare all the time and it feels so real.”
“That’s how nightmares work babe, but honestly you have nothing to worry about.”
I helped Khushi lie down again, she clung onto me, so I let her and let her take me down with her.
For a month now, almost every other night Khushi would have the same nightmare and would wake up in the same state. I could vividly remember the first night she told me about her nightmare.
*Flashback*
“Arnav!” Khushi jumped up in bed, her body covered with sweat. I quickly sat up too, flicked on the lamp by my side and she grabbed hold of me.
“Khushi? What’s the matter?”
“Please, please just hold me, don’t let me go.”
“I’d never let you go Khush.”
We sat there for a few minutes, her crying and breathing harshly, while I held onto her and stroked her back.
“Do you want to talk about what happened in your nightmare?” Khushi looked at me here doe like eyes wide. I leaned back against the headboard and pulled her into me.
“I… You…”
“Go on…”
“In my nightmare you…”
“I what?”
“You left me.”
I looked at Khushi, my eyes wide. She bit her lip and pulled away from me slightly.
“In my nightmare, you were trying to come close to me and I told you I still wasn’t ready for that yet and you got angry. You got angry with me, got out of bed and you left. You didn’t come back home until the next morning. You came back and apologised for reacting the way you did. I asked where you were all night and you said you needed space so you slept in the car. The dream then shifted and it seemed some time had passed. Again we were getting really close and it was all heated and you started tugging at my clothes and I couldn’t… I couldn’t do it, so I pulled away from you. I explained to you again and you just got angry and left…”
“Khushi I understand you’re not ready to do that yet, it’s fine, I’d never get angry with you baby.”
“I know but…”
“Is there more to your nightmare?” Khushi nodded and I gestured her to carry on.
“You left and you didn’t come back until the next morning and when you did, you didn’t look angry at all any more, you didn’t say anything to me, just carried on as normal. For the next few days I realised you didn’t try to come close to me and I was glad, I thought you were okay to wait. I was glad that I wasn’t making you angry and frustrated by telling you I wasn’t ready yet.
Then one night you left after you thought I’d fallen asleep. I don’t really know what I thought, but I watched you get dressed and you left. You didn’t come back until later the next afternoon and when you did I saw it… A love bite.”
“Oh my god.”
“I pointed it out to you and it looked like you were trying to come up with an excuse but then you gave up. You just looked at me with a blank expression and told me you had spent the night with someone else. I didn’t know what to say so I said okay. You told me you needed it, you were a man with needs and you needed release. I said I understood but I felt myself breaking. You told me that this wasn’t going to become a regular thing, but the longer I held off the longer you may need to do this kind of thing. From that night onwards I tried, I tried to be ready for you, but it seemed like you were no longer interested. And then one night I went down on you…”
“Baby stop. Khushi, I can’t…”
“Please Arnav, I’m almost done now. So I went down on you and tried my best to pleasure you, I really did, but you pulled yourself away from me, told me it wasn’t working and that I should just stop because…” Khushi stopped and swallowed back tears. “Because you didn’t want me any more. And that’s when I woke up.”
I looked at her, then grabbed hold of her and pulled her into me. She wrapped her arms around me and sobbed.
“I swear on everything Khushi, I would wait a lifetime for you if I needed to, there is no one on this planet I want more than you…”
*Flashback end*
I held onto Khushi as I did every time she had the nightmare. Indeed I was getting impatient and frustrated that we weren’t making love even though we’d been married 4 and a half months now. But I knew I’d never seek pleasure in another woman. I wanted Khushi, heck I needed Khushi and I knew I’d wait for as long as she needed. I knew, that when we finally did it, it would be everything I could ever imagine and more. I knew making love to Khushi would be the equivalent of getting to heaven, so I was prepared to wait forever if need be.
Khushi turned onto her side to face me. She brought herself close to me and kissed me. Her lips as soft as ever, her face still a little wet from the tears. She wrapped her arms around me neck and pulled me on top of her. I moved onto her and kissed her back with the same intensity and need as she did. I let my hands fall to her waist and I pulled her closer to me. If anyone could see us now, they’d think we were two people that were always having sex. When we made out, it was explosive, hot, heavy, everything that led to making love, but always as we were reaching the height of passion, Khushi would pull away from me.
She pushed her hips up into mine, rubbing herself with me. Her hands travelled down the planes of my back as she tried to get closer. I rubbed myself against her, showing her how much I needed her, only her, what she did to me. Khushi let out a moan and her fingers fumbled for the hem of my t-shirt. Breaking the kiss, she pushed me away slightly and tried getting my top off. I pulled it off for her and came down onto her, locking my lips with hers.
May hands found their way to the hem of her nightdress and went under. I let my hand rest on her mound and she gasped. I rubbed her there and she pulled my head closer to her, kissing me harder. I pulled at her dress, breaking the kiss and pulling it over her head. I flung it away, letting it fall wherever the hell it wanted to fall and my eyes fell onto her breasts, her perfect round globes. Her nipples were tight little peaks and I took one between my lips and sucked. Khushi pulled her fingers out of my hair and let her hand travel south, down to my hardened member. She touched me through my trousers and I felt myself harden further, fuck I needed her so bad. I pulled her panties away and pushed my a finger into her, she moaned and moved her hips to the rhythm of my finger, maybe tonight we’d do it. I built up my pressure and intensity, she knew she wanted me, there was no doubt about that. My finger pumped in and out of her, while my tongue reeked havoc on her nipple. She was so wet, so ready, her body wanted me as much as I wanted her. I carried on thrusting a finger in and out of her, let another one join the rhythm and I could tell the tension within her was rising.
And that’s when her hand fell away from me and she pushed me away.
I detached myself from her nipple, pulled my fingers out of her and pulled myself away. Frustrated was the only word that can remotely describe how I was feeling.
However I simply smiled at her when she looked at me nervously and told her it was okay. I covered her with the blanket and tucked myself in and shut my eyes, begging myself to just sleep my erection off.
*****
A month or so later, I’m sat on the edge of the bed and found Khushi was still in the bathroom. I turned the lights out and switched our little night lamp on so when she came out of the bathroom she could see. I didn’t have to wait long, Khushi walked out of the bathroom in a thin, black, silky nightdress. I smiled to her and she came over to me. Looking at her, I knew she was up to something. She had naughty thoughts, you could just tell by looking at her.
Over the past few weeks, things had been getting more and more heated between us. We hadn’t gone all the way yet, but we’d gotten close enough to doing it. The other night, I went down on her and made her come like that. She enjoyed it thoroughly. The way her inner thighs had pressed against my face, the way she moved her hips, the way she pushed my head further into her… How I’d thougt she’d allow us to make love that night, but alas, it did not happen.
She stood before me and smiled. She placed her hand on her hip and then went to turn the music on. The music was sensual and Khushi swayed her body in time with the music. The nightdress was short and when she moved and turned, when she raised her arms, I could see the bottoms of her butt checks. The material of the dress was so light, I could easily make out every curve of her body. Her nipples were tight, and were poking against her nightdress. It was as though they were begging for my attention, calling out to me to take them between my lips and to suck the living daylights out of them.
I could feel myself harden, god, how I desperately wanted to bury myself within her.
She shook her hips and she made her way over to me, and stepped in between my legs. She lifted my face up to her and she kissed me. The kiss wasn’t her usual soft kiss, it was hard, rough almost, her tongue slipped between my lips and I let mine meets hers half way. I took hold of her waist, trying to pull her down on me, but she remained standing. She reached down and pulled my shirt off of my body and her hands moved to the sides of my neck as she carried on kissing me. I tried to get to my feet, but she kept me sat down. She pulled herself away from me. Her body moved to the music, amusement in her eyes. She knew she was teasing me, she knew what she was doing to me. Reaching for the hem of her nightdress, she pulled it over her head and threw it at me playfully. I took her in in the dim light of the lamp. There she stood before me, stark naked, not even with a pair of panties on. I looked at her, from head to toe. I took in her beautiful lips, begging to be kissed, her long neck, just asking to be marked. Her beautiful round bosoms, waiting to be cupped by my hands. Her nipples, tight and standing so proud, they needed to be sucked. I carried on down, her sweet little pu**y. My d*ck throbbed just thinking about how it’d feel to be buried within her.
She moved back to me and my hands went round her waist once more, pulling her into me. She tilted my chin back up to her and she started kissing me again. I let my hands wander along her body. From her waist up to her breasts. I held her close to me, feeling her body as she carried on kissing me. I needed her so bad, and I wasn’t feeling enough of her. I needed her body on mine, under mine, and I needed it now. I got to my feet, all the while still holding her close and I pushed her roughly up against the wall. I lifted her slightly, and I held her up. Enough of this little game, it was my turn to show her how we play.
I lifted a leg and wrapped it around my waist. I buried my face in her neck, all the while rubbing myself against her. When she felt my hardness she gasped, her hand moving down to feel me through my sweat bottoms. Still holding her up with my body, I tried getting out of my trousers, it took a while but I managed it. I stepped out of them, took her lips between mine. We’re getting somewhere today. Perhaps today’s the day we finally do it. She wasn’t tentative, she wasn’t shy. She was bold as hell, needy, mine.
I let my hand trail down her body between us and I hook a finger into her. She gasps and arches up and I push my finger further into her. I carry on my torture, letting another finger join the first. Her head falls back against the wall, and I rest my face in her neck, thrusting my finger in and out of her. Her hips start to move in time with my finger, and she’s so wet. God she could literally be dripping.
“Arrrnav…”
I pull her off the wall and throw her down onto the bed. I don’t mean to, but it just happens like that. I take my boxers off and I come down on her. I may have been a little rough before now, but now I go much slower, I allow myself to make love to her body. I kiss every inch of her, just as I had planned to. I let myself feel all her curves. I’m barely touching her, but it’s as though every single one of her nerves are on fire. She pulls me onto her, and rubs herself against me. She wants me, we’re going to do this, tonight. I take a hardened nipple between my lips, and I suck as I had planned to do so.
A shiver of excitement runs down my spine and I can tell something similar goes through her too. I stroke her body, let myself feel her.
“Are you sure? Are you sure that you’re ready?”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
I push a finger into her once more, she’s wet, so ready for me. I kiss her on the lips once more, gradually lowering myself into her. Part of me is waiting for her to pull away, the other part of me wants me to hurry the hell up and get in there before she can pull away. I push myself into her and she gasps and her eyes fly open to meet mine.
“You okay?”
Khushi nods her head and her eyes flutter shut again. I slowly pull myself out of her and I plunge back in. She lets out a little moan. I go a little faster this time and she carries on making little noises. Khushi wrappers her long, slender legs around my waist, and I’m able to slide further into her. I want to go faster, do her the way I’ve been dreaming to for so long, but I know I need to take my time with her. Khushi starts moving underneath me, her hips moving in time with every one of my thrusts. I move a little faster and she matches my pace, her nails digging into my back.
“Ah…”
“You like this?”
“Yes…”
“Want more?”
She nodded, so I upped the pace, going a little bit harder. Khushi matched my pace perfectly, her body arching into mine. I rested my face in her neck as I kept going. Her moans came more and more rapidly, she was close.
“I…”
“Hang in there baby.”
“I don’t know if I…”
I kept going, even faster, a little harder. I was close myself. Her legs tightened around me, and I felt her muscles clench around my hardness.
Within a matter of moments, we both came. I stilled and her legs were limp against my waist. I peeled her legs off me and I tucked her into bed and held her close to me.
“You okay?”
She nods her head and hides her face in my chest. I hold her close to myself and kiss her head. Both of us are breathing hard, taking a moment to catch our breath.
“I don’t know why it took me so long to be ready to do this.”
“It’s fine, you took your time, and we’ve done it now.”
Khushi holds the bedsheets around herself and she props herself up slightly.
“Will we be able to do it again soon?”
I looked at her face, her expression priceless. She looked so deeply worried.
“Baby, we’re going to do it every day for the rest of our lives. In fact, I think we’re ready to go again don’t you?”
I watch her, and she bits her lip. A shiver runs through her, and I know, know that that’s exactly how she’d planned to play this too…
*****
Author’s note:
So this is definitely one of my longest pieces of work to do. This is an idea that came to me months ago and I had started writing it up in the notes section of my phone. I’d completely forgotten about it and found it again recently so I’ve been working on this to try and get it done for you guys.
Once I started writing it, I realised it was much more mature than anything else I had previously written, hence why I felt the need to have a little message at the beginning.
Hope you guys liked this, and I’ll see you all again very soon!
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