RAW POSSESSIVE PASSION CHAPTER 23

NEW BANNER

BY KBS



NOTE

I am the sole owner of this story, please no copying my work. Its really hurts when some people copy and harass someones work, so I will tell those people to respect our work. you can recommend my stories to your friends and If u want to post it any other sites please ask me first.






  CHAPTER 23
*IGNORE TYPOS*

Room was heavy with tension, Khushi was on the edge of breaking down, but the little soft look on Arnav's face was keeping her together. The words spoken by her were too fierce and hurtful, she was hurting from inside as well.

Arnav kept standing and staring at her, recalling and replaying her every words. His heart ached for her, for him, for their relationship, he felt like crumbling down but he kept himself intact. He saw her pale and terrified face and decided to be the old Arnav he once was, possessive, obsessive yet soft. He knew he had hurt her, but leaving her was not his choice but necessity, his old Khushi was not weak but was not strong either. To make her independent he had left but she was not ready to understand that, the lack of trust and communication was now hurting him.

The feeling he has for her couldn't be described by naming it as love. It was more than that, more powerful, raw, animistic. He wanted to be inside her forever, he wanted to tie himself with her, he wanted to absorb her, he wanted to roughly pull her and ravish her, he wanted to make her scream till the world hears. He could die and kill, he could give up his everything for her, and he knew she would do the same. He knew Khushi loves him insanely, she could cross any limits to have him and he wanted it that way but what had they lost. Does the time change everything? Did he lose her? He asked himself but one look at her and he was sure she loves him madly, more than ever.

And his decision was made... he would handle this now as ASR not as Arnav.

"Arnav"  she stepped towards him but he shook his head in denial clearly stating her to stay where she was, seeing the heartbroken expression on her face he went towards her and hovered over her, so close that she could feel his minted breath on her face. Khushi shivered with relief when she saw the warmth and love in his eyes but there was something in his eyes that was terrifying her. The look of helplessness that showed in his eyes was breaking her.

He lifted his hands and grasped her face between his palms, pulling her face gently up; he touched her lips with his. He opened his mouth over hers and gently coaxed her lips for entrance. In a trace Khushi opened her lips and let his tongue twirl inside her mouth, his tongue was rough and demanding. His tongue was moving in and out indicating other level of intimacy that curled her toes. Her hands remained on her sides as she enjoyed the blissful kiss, this was what she wanted. She's hungry for his touch, his taste. She needed him to keep herself alive; he was the blood in her vein that was flowing in her body charging her, making her tremble with need.

Arnav groaned as she licked his lower lips then sucked his upper lip, every previous thoughts and doubt about their relationship flew off his mind. Khushi stepped closer and rubbed herself on his growing erection making him jerk and pant.

They were breathless but were reluctant to leave each other's lips. But the need to breathe pulled their lips apart. He bit her lips and then left her mouth. Grabbing her neck he pulled her head down and kept her head on his chest over his fast beating heart.

"Now listen to me without interrupting me" Arnav commanded

"I love you... I never wanted to say..." she mumbled as she rubbed her face on his suit and clutched his lapel

"I know love... I know" he said and caressed her back "But you need some time to think but let me explain everything first"

"But..." she tried to butt in

"But remember one thing, you understand me or not, you are mine and you have no say in it" his hands traveled down and squeezed her butt possessively "you may think anything but don't think to push me away because even if you tried I will hunt you down and make you mine" his knuckles rubbed her breast making her breath heavily

His possessive talks were terrifying but arousing too, now all she wanted was to rip his clothes off and have him.

"You understand" he pinched her enlarged nipples over her dress making her jerk up and whimper, she nodded under his ministration. "Say my name" he growled. This was ASR who was talking to her, the same rough and passionate Arnav she had fall in love with, Arnav's hand were soft and gentle on her body.

How a man can be rough and gentle at same time, she wondered.

"Now listen" he made her sit on the table

"This is not an explanation, neither I'm going to tell you what to do next but you will hear me out" he clasped her face between his palms "I never left you, Khushi the separation was not because of NK either, it was necessary for you, do you think you would have been this successful if I was there with you, no you wouldn't have. Yes what NK told had hurt me but it showed that you are weak enough to hide a silly thing from me thinking I would blast, Khushi my anger was never directed to you, it can never be" he exhaled

"Khushi in order to make you a little more confident about yourself, me and us I did what I have to, I didn't discuss with you because you would have never agreed" Arnav kissed her nose

"I have loved you since you were a child, you are madness for me, my destination, my dream, my everything and I can go to any measure to have you and keep you as mine" his voice was dark and mysterious

"I am yours" she whimpered

"And yet you doubted me" he smiled sadly "we have passion Khushi but you have to trust me as well, relationship isn't something about having upper hand or making better decisions, it's about looking out for each other and I did, to make you what you are now I did"

Khushi sat numb hearing his confession, in impulse she had failed to understand his motive and he was right but...

"Was it the only way to make me independent? You could have used any other way..." Khushi asked in a childlike voice

"Think about it Khushi, could be there any other way, I'm giving you 24 hours to think but after that you will have to return to me..." he stated

"Why would I come to you" she pulled him towards her

"Because you have no choice" Arnav pulled her so hard that she tumbled down the table and collided with the hard crust of his chest

He then bent and slid his nose down from her jaw to crook of her neck "my whole body, soul has weep without you" rubbing his lower body with her in urgency "you just have to breathe to get me erect, leaving you was difficult Khushi, only I know how I survived"

His hands traveled up and down gently squeezing her curves "I want nothing more than to make love to you, to invade your mouth with my tongue, to suck these hard nipples, to gobble your divine breasts, to lick your navel, to taste every drop of yours" he touched every part that he described

"I want to be inside you, filling and stretching you, making you cry my name" he humped a little and saw her moan with pleasure "your pleasure is mine" he gripped her hair, pulled her head back and licked the pulse beating in her neck "YOU ARE MINE" he growled

Khushi thought he would continue but he stopped "but you need time Khushi, you need to understand me first, you asked me about an alternate way that doesn't include leaving you then think about it love"

He left her and stepped back, he clenched his jaw and palm as he bodily pushed himself away from her "I am not leaving you Khushi just giving you the space to think but only for 24 hours after that I will occupy all spaces, everything of yours" he turned to leave when...

"Didn't my words hurt you Arnav" she asked

"I died a little Khushi" he again reduced the distance between them and pulled her body to him gently, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear he gently tilted her head up "The passion we have, this thing between us is very rare Khushi, not everyone has this, don't jeopardize it" sighing he stepped back

He then changed the topic "I'm just a phone call away" he opened the door

"But remember, decide anything, but you have no choice other than to be mine" he whispered darkly and left

And at that moment Khushi knew she got him back, infact she had never lost him.

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LOVE
KBS

RAW POSSESSIVE PASSION CHAPTER 22

NEW BANNER

BY KBS



NOTE

I am the sole owner of this story, please no copying my work. Its really hurts when some people copy and harass someones work, so I will tell those people to respect our work. you can recommend my stories to your friends and If u want to post it any other sites please ask me first.



CHAPTER 22
*IGNORE TYPOS*

Morning light hits Khushi on her face, rubbing her eyes she tried to hide her face into her very soft pillow that smelled very musky and manly. Manly! Wait! What! Opening her eyes she found herself tangled with Arnav. Her bare legs were around his bared hips, her hand around his chest and her face nestled in the crook of his neck.

She breathed in deeply filling her senses with his manly scent. Her whole being brightened as her mind and soul drunk him in. Memories of last night came rushing to her making her squirm with the ache between her legs; she could still feel the touch of his magical hands and fingers on her.

She sighed; she thought back about her decision to confront him and ask all her questions and doubts.

"Is it right? He said he did that for me, should I ask him again? What if he thinks I doubt him" still thinking deeply she climbed out of bed and covered her body with his white shirt that was crumbled in the feet of bed.

"Khushi" she heard his sleepy voice and turned to look at him.

His breath whipped out of his body when he looked at Khushi, her body was covered with his shirt, morning lights were falling on her making the material she wore a see through, and he could see her ripped breasts and rigid nipples. His spine tingled as he felt himself hard and ready.

Ducking head down his body he found himself erect, hard and ready to burst; "Unbelievable". He was still trying to calm himself when he felt the bed dip. Looking up he found Khushi looking at him with all dream like eyes. Lifting her hand she slides her fingers through his hair, to neck and then with a tug he found his lips locked with Khushi in a gentle coaxing kiss.

His hand went around her waist as he pulled her body towards him. Unfastening her top three buttons his hand found her breast, breaking the kiss Khushi let her head fall back. She moaned and arched towards his touch. Arnav's eyes were fixed on her face, mesmerized by the play of emotions on her face.

"More... please" she whimpered and squeezed the plane hard surface of his chest. Her touch was scorching for his skin, Groaning he dipped low and sucked her nipples and gobbled its twin, he kept repeating the process till Khushi was moaning and writhing in abundance, till she was at the brink.

Soon Khushi was out of the shirt, their bared body rubbed together making a frenzy of desire pulse through them. Khushi's hand slide down his body touching and heating his skin, she boldly palmed his erection and rubbed him as he had taught her.

"No Khushi... it's about you" he stopped her "you don't have to do it"

Tugging him down by his neck she bit his lips "let me please" she whispered with a husky voice. He pulled his hand back and Khushi started rubbing him. She cupped and thumbed his tip as he bucked towards her.

"Increase the pace baby" he mumbled and she obeyed. Roaring her name he shattered. They both were panting, the intensity between them was thick and prominent, and the desire for each other was flowing in their veins.

"My turn" he roared and without any warnings flipped her on the bed and went down her body, tracing the valley between her breasts, he licked her navel and then went further down. Khushi gasped when his mouth found her heat, sucking, licking making her writhe and buck out of bed.

"Oh... Arnav" her voice was strained, she was grasping his hair for her dear life.

Widening her legs he put them on either side of his shoulder, he went up and kissed her murmuring 'I love you' every now and then. He caressed her nape, kissed her forehead. He moved down to her neck, breast, stomach, navel, he showered kisses from one hip to another making her forget her own name.

Going down further his tongue was in her, lapping her, making her scream, pulling, and teasing the little bud of nerves. She shattered with a shrill scream, crying out his name desperately. Her body was shaking like a live wire.

Arnav lay besides her hugging her, rubbing her back lovingly to calm her down, letting her ride her orgasm peacefully. He then kissed her, his tongue invaded her mouth, and his scent invaded her senses. For minutes they lay tangled silently thinking about each other

"So we are okay" Arnav smiled

"Yes we are but I need some answers" she declared

Arnav closed his eyes, he knew these rounds of questions, and answers would never lead them anywhere. Khushi would never understand his point of view, although he would understand hers but wouldn't agree. He rubbed his eyes and only 'hummed' in response.

"Explain me why..." she was in the middle of her question when his phone started ringing.

"Ignore... continue" he said

Looking at the time she shook her head "maybe it's from office, pick up" she kissed his chest. Feeling her lips on him paralyzed him, how much he had waited and wanted this serene moment

"Arnav..." Khushi shook him, jerking back to reality he looked at Khushi questionably

"Phone" she pointed

"Oh" he sprung up and answered the phone, he talked for minutes, and cutting the call came back with a guilty face

"What happened" she asked concerned

"Mr. Sen wants the representation on the guild project right now or we may lose the project" he said irritatingly "What the hell does that old man wants"

"Oh my god" she jumped down the bed covering herself with a sheet "let's go"

"Wait you are not angry" he asked

"Off course not baby... I mean Arnav, we can talk later" she said

"You can call me baby" he smirked

She rolled her eyes and went to shower and change, Arnav felt relieved at least they could be normal for some more time before the question answers session starts.

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After a successful meeting Khushi tried to talk to Arnav many times but they were interrupted every now and then. Some times by a peon but most of the time by Aman. Khushi then planned a lunch out, they were in middle of conversation when a model of AR burst in between them and tried to cling to Arnav. After that they had to leave the place as media had started to hover around them.

By late afternoon Khushi was fuming, she was ready to kill. Her mind was out of control and emotions were raw. "Hell with his work, I come first to him, always has and always will"

Deciding she burst into his office like a cyclone and shouted when she didn't find him "ASR"

"In here, baby" he said from washroom

Groaning she locked the door and Windows and shut the shutters. He came out and was about to hug her when she stopped him within a hand distance

"Answer my questions first" she stated

"Baby can we do it later" he said patiently

"No now" he said sternly

Wanting to prolong the situation to buy himself more time he said "Baby I know we have to talk but let's go home then we can talk comfortably ... with Italian food, what say"

And Khushi lost her cool, she knew he was trying to calm the situation but her emotions were so raw that the words she should have kept check on tumbled out of her mouth

"So that was it, last night was another casual night isn't it" she said still trying to stop herself  but her mouth had mind of its own "Are you planning to leave me again or I'm just valueless as your god damn Italian food"

She looked at his face, every emotion from his face drained away; with a sinking heart she saw his eyes going blank

Khushi staggered back "What I have done" she thought, this wasn't the way she wanted to confront; she knew well that Arnav had left her for few years for a reason and he had profusely apologized. Suddenly the idea of confronting and taking a first hand in a relation seemed childish to her.

They loved each other, they valued each other, they treasured each other, they fought for each other then what more would a relation needs. Arnav eyes looked haunted; she clenched her fist trying not to beat down herself

Did she lose him... forever!

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LOVE
KBS