T.S. Lusty Raizada Part 2

When Arshi was asleep, she laid her in the middle of the bed between them and plugged the milk bottle in her mouth. They both laid facing each other and Khushi was holding her bottle with her left hand and the other hand supporting her head while Arshi started playing with her mother's excerpt. She pulled her nighty down from the front so that he had more and better view of her breasts which were already almost out driving him crazy. Nevertheless Khushi didn't notice that and looked at him confusingly. He gulped and closed his eyes at sudden struggling to let them shut. She made a face and tried to understand her husband's grimaces. But Arnav not being able to bear more opened his eyes and glared at her with greeted teeth. "Can't you dress up properly and wear your salwar kameez you always did?"

She opened her mouth in disbelief and was bewildered. And first then she realized what was happening? She looked down to her cleavage and smirked. "It's my will to wear these. So why are you bothering?" She pretended to be angry.

"Fine!" He extended his hands towards her. She smiled but her face fell when he covered her with the blanket and said. "AC is on, you will catch cold!"

This time he smiled at her expression and kissed Arshi before drifting off to sleep hugging his daughter. Usually he would also kiss his Khushi but the current circumstances doesn't allow him. He would lose his control. She was also missing his sweet kisses promising his protection but she started with this stupid bet and now has to bear it like the upcoming torture the day after.

Next Morning...

Arnav comes out after having a shower with the towel wrapped around his waist. Khushi was awake but had her eyes shut as she was still sleepy.

"Good Morning!" Arnav wished in a sweet tone standing at the wardrobe.

Her eyes now didn't want to close themselves or even move. They rather admired his hot and seductive body. She checked her greek god's six packs, his muscular arms, his hard and manly chest. She couldn't deny the fact, that she was as much affected as he is. She has got a very attractive husband and should really be careful.

He chuckled seeing her eyes stuck on him with desires. But he hasn't forgotten the last night's conversation. She came back when he moved and took his clothes out of the wardrobe. He wore his pants and held two shirts in front of her.

"Khushi, which should I wear today? For that bikini show and you know what after that..." He winked at her with a smirk.

She remembered how he told her about sleeping with another girl and looked at him with fuming eyes. "Why are you asking me? Go and ask that witch you want to sleep with!" Her face suddenly fell. "You want to share my right with someone else? And betray me openly?" She replied inhalant. "I trusted you! But you are also just like all the other men." She stood up and ran into the bathroom hiding her face in her palms.

He closed his eyes in guilt and blamed himself for making her cry.

She came in the bathroom and removed her hands off her face looking in the mirror. "Wah, Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada!" Her lips a curved beam. "You are so talented. Samanji's movies taught you acting...now you see, that Laad Governor will feel guilty and apologize from me. And besides, he will accept his defeat for my sake." She giggled silently and raised her hand up counting. "Now, just wait and watch...three...two...one!" Her face fell disappointed when she didn't hear a knock. "May be...he needs some more time to pull himself together. "No problem...this time he will come for sure. Three...two...one! And here we-" She turned herself to the door and was disenchanted. Her Laad Governor didn't knock or appear but instead she heard Arshi giggling. Doesn't he care about her anymore? She was frustrated and moved out.

There he sat on the recliner with his daughter rubbing his nose on her stomach and playing with her.

"Hi!" He looked at her with a chuckle and behaving all normally. But she gave him a disgusting look and moved to the wardrobe to take out her clothes. "Arshi, you know your Mom is a huge Salman Khan fan, so much that she even learned acting from his movies."

Her eyes widen and her mouth hung down. She turned and he looked at her with frowned brows.

"I was going to that bikini show but not to meet Nathalie." His voice was slow yet turned harsh. "We do still have contact but only occupationally. I love you only and never ever thought of cheating on you." She knew his temper is on its highest point now. "I can't ever resist you but you were the one to start with this bet. And now you tried to play with my emotions."

As he continued to yell at her Arshi who was still in his hands looked at her trembling mother and was on the verge of crying. Nevertheless he didn't notice it and resumed. "Because you know I can't stand even a small tear of you." Arshi started sobbing and he immediately turned to her. "Ssh, no sweetheart." Khushi extended her arms to take her and he handed her their daughter. Taking his coat and laptop bag, he rushed out.

She consoled Arshi and fell on the bed. "Well done, Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada! Now he is angry at you!" She humphed and turned her face to look aside at Arshi pulling her long hairs. Her eyes widened and a mouth formed a perfect 'O' shape. "Haw...There he is annoyed and now you even hurt me!" She released her hairs from her grip and moved into the washroom to bath Arshi.

Arnav was disturbed the whole day and got himself busy in work. He didn't go to the show either and was just thinking about Khushi. He couldn't believe she tried to play with his emotions. He wasn't glad that the door was slightly open and he overheard her self-talk.

It was evening and he reached home. All were gone to a Satsang and he wondered if Khushi had gone along and he got an answer when he reached their room. It was neat and clean. No toys lying here and there and all soft toys were settle on the bed and recliner. And instead candles were lightening the room.

Arshi was sleeping peacefully in her crib surrounded by her teddy bears near the bed but Khushi was nowhere to be seen. But right then she came in from the poolside and was wearing a red saree. She was looking drop dead gorgeous and he just froze there admiring her. She blushed and moved forward to take his coat and laptop bag and placed them on the recliner. She returned back and hugged him from behind after closing the door. He was about to react but didn't when he reminded today's morning. Instead he freed himself with a force and made his way to the wardrobe. She followed him and hugged him from a side. "Arnavji, don't try to be tough. I know you can't resist me especially when I am wearing a red saree and looking this sexy."

He put her hands off him again and face her with greeted teeth.

"What is this? What are you trying to do?" He asked her in a slow volume as he didn't want to wake Arshi. She trailed her fingers on his face coming to his lips and rubbed them. "You are not so innocent not to understand this. After all, you took my virginity after many almost kisses and suhagraats. My wild tigerji!" But he pulled her hand down said in fury. "I'm sorry for that."

She touched her ears and pouted with her most innocent and sweet expression.

"I'm sorry! Please forgive me." He rolled his eyes in rage and turned around not wanting to face her. "Arnavji, I'm really sorry. I tried to blackmail you emotionally and hurt you with that. You won and I lose. Please, forgive me. You can even pull my hairs just like Arshi but don't be angry at me."

His fury vanished away in just a second hearing that. His daughter always love to play with her father. He has always been her target. Arshi always pulls his hairs and slaps him and she never hurt her mother. But today for the first time she pulled Khushi's hairs instead of his'. He looked at his sleeping angel with a smile.

"Please Arnavji, I am really sorry." Her aching voice made him turn and look at her. Her eyes were moist in the meantime and she was gazing at the floor.

"Come on, are you acting again?" He asked her in a serious tone and she rose her head up at him disappointed. But lowered it again when a tear rolled on her cheek. He couldn't bear that. He hate tears in her eyes even if they would be fake.

"Khushi..." He lifter her chin and cupped her face. "Stop it! You know na, I hate to see you cry."

"Do you forgive me?" She asked with a broken voice still in tears. "Okay, I forgive you!" He nodded and replied in a soft tone.

He wiped her tears off and pulled her in a hug. "Please Khushi, don't ever do that again...I can't see your tears. Don't ever try to fake any."

"I am sorry Arnavji." She pulled apart and looked in his eyes. "But please, you even don't ever mention sleeping with someone else. I have the only right on you. Only I can see you without clothes." She blushed while saying this.

"By the way, so you lose..." He raised his brows in amusement and smirked.

"Yes, you won with cheating but!" She pouted chuckling.

"Cheating? You yourself said you won. I didn't forced or tricked you to."

"But you got angry at me in real and you know I don't like it when you don't speak to me." She said throwing her arms on his neck. "And by the way, it remind me that YOU said that you can't resist me, remember, Lusty Raizada?" Her eyes spark in victory.

"But I'-" He was about to protest but changed his mind and dropped his hands on her waist. "Yes, I can't resist you. You made me lusty." He clutch her hair strands behind her ear with one hand while his pulled her closer. "You arouse desires in me and ONLY YOU. You seduce me without even wanting to. It's just impossible for me to take off my hands from you."

She blushes slightly listening to his confession and he is left amused. "Just minutes ago you called me your wild tigerji and now you are blushing?" He asked her teasingly only to have another blush by her. He just smirked and covered her mouth with his ,biting and sucking her rosy lips. She replied with equal passion and explored every corner of each others mouth. His one hand went up and slid inside her blouse to play with her nipples. But her eyes widen and she realized what he would be up to. She broke the kiss and pushed him.

"Excuse me?" He wondered and stepped closer to take her again in a hungry kiss. But she moved away from there and he looked at her with a query on his face. "What is this Khushi? Why are you going away?"

She stood there with her back to him. She didn't want to face him and was begging her Devi Maiya to save her. "Woh...Arshi'...' She took her daughter for rescue who was awake in the meantime and playing with her teddy bear.

He sighed and moved closer smirking. "Since when does she disturb you? Our wild acts have been noticed by her many times."

"But...she-she is growing older. We should control ourselves." She didn't know what to say better now. She had to tell him the truth even if she knows he would explode.

He shook his head and walked to the crib to hold Arshi. "Khushi, look at her. She is just one year old!"

Khushi took their daughter from him and sat on the bed trying to busy herself with her and avoid Laad Governor.

He sat beside her and placed Arshi on the bed. Then he started nuzzling her neck and placing wet kisses there. "A-Arnavji..." She called out his name stammering.

"Hmm..." He hummed continuing his act.

"I-I have my period!" She collected all her courage and admitted.

"What?" He stopped and faced her with anger in his eyes.

She nodded nervously biting her lips and making faces. "Then why all this?" He pointed at the candles and her red saree.

"Woh, actually, it was all to woo you." She confessed trembling.

"Now I'm really going to Nathalie." He said and was about to stand up when he felt his head aching. His angel was standing with his hairs as support and pulling them with one hand while the other was slapping his cheek. He turned and gave her a fed-up look but Khushi was having her hands on her mouth trying to bite back her laughter.

After some days...

"Ah...ah...ah...Arnavji, don't stop...Arnavji..."

"Khushi, I can't do it anymore. Let me rest now."

"But you insisted to that, now go ahead."

He sighed tired and continued massaging her back. "Next time, you better be careful when the bathroom is wet. You could've hurt yourself more."

"I was wearing my clothes and my foot slipped off." She acknowledged still lying on her stomach on the bed.

"I'll help you from now on. You can't even get dressed up on your own without hurting yourself."

"Of course, as if you would really do it. I bet you won't control yourself and get started there." She chuckled hugging the pillow.

"No, I won't." He assumed with narrowed eyes. "But I'm not going to make this bet!"

"I knew it. You are afraid you will lose again." She teased him and giggled.

"If you say!" He just let it go. The other bet already taught him it doesn't bring anything but there would be another fight only and he is fed up of such bets. He doen't want to suffer again.