"Arnavji!" Calling out his name with a broad smile she took him in her embrace as he entered the room.

"Thank God you've come finally, I was getting sooo bored. Even the serials aren't fun without you on my side."

He smiled as she pouted clutching his shirt and looked him in the eyes. A glimpse of her and all his tiredness vanished away.

"But why are you so late? You said you'll return in the afternoon but now its going to be midnight soon." She asked as they made their way from the door to the big couch.

"Okay Khushi, don't exaggerate."

"Exaggerate? You're so much lost in your work that you don't know what's going on here." She pouted as he smirked back asking her.

"What's going on here?"

"These days you've been neglecting me, you don't know how many men came here in your absence and didn't just let me out of the bed." She giggled narrowing her and winked at him.

"Don't you dare ever say this again." But he didn't take it as fun and gripped her tight making her hiss in pain.

"I'I was just joking." She hesitated as she replied to clear it out.

"I don't like such jokes Khushi. You're only mine! Don't ever speak something like this." His face straightened as he slowly melted at her apology.

"I'm sorry Arnavji. I won't ever!"

"Anyway, I'm late because I thought of finishing all my work at once and the rest of the days, I'll spend with you only." He went around taking her in her arms from the back and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"So finally after these boring days we'll go out on Sightseeing?" Her eyes brighten as she questioned in excitement expecting a positive response.

"Erm...ya! Sightseeing and something else!" He couldn't help but smirk at the meaning of his own last emphasized words.

She blushed lowering her eyes very well understanding his phrase. Her shoulders shrug out of reflex feeling his lips on her nape.

"A-Ar'navji..." She stepped further to come out of his hold with a jerk.

"No more something else for you!" She said with a giggle at the same time showing him her thumb.

"What something else?" He stepped further at once and held her waist and she hissed at their sudden proximity.

"N-n'nothing...you must be hungry and also have to take your medicines so..." She reminded him in order to divert his mind.

"We're going out for dinner. So I'm going to take a bath first." He informed and left her.

"Ok, I already drew the bath for you. So you take your ba-ah, Arnavji what'-" Just as she was about to turn, he bend down and lifted her up in his arms.

"You're joining me!" He said in his husky voice that isn't just resist-able.

"No way!" She still rejected and started to struggle to let him know her demand.

"Stop swimming in the air! I'm not going to let you down." He chuckled as she finally stopped and pouted making a face.

Passing the two ports, he finally let her down in the bathroom and locked the door behind, blocking her way. She watched him nearing her slowly with baby steps and looked here and there hoping to find a way of fooling him. But in vain.

"Arnavji please let me go. I-I...I...my serial must be airing. Please, I wanna watch it." After a bit stuttering, she finally succeeded in inventing an excuse.

"But you yourself said na, it's not fun without me." He grinned as her words crossed his mind and her plan failed.

As if that wasn't enough, she widened her eyes as he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the shelf in the near.

"Arnavji, please let me go na." She pleaded pouting like a small kid.

"Khushi, what's the problem? We've seen each other completely without clothes so why're you hesitating at bathing with me." He asked serene not wanting her to think he's angry.

"Erm...actually...I-I...erm...I feel shy." She looked down now again thinking of a good excuse but finally shoot out the truth throwing herself in his arms forgetting that his upper body was nude.

"And your shyness is so seductive." He wrapped his one arm around her waste while his other hand stroke her hairs. He did them aside and placed a light kiss on the crook of her neck.

She hid her face in his uncovered chest breathing heavily. He felt his desires thicking as her soft lips kept touching his skin.

He lightly pulled her back to see her eyes fully closed and her ,gulping down her saliva. May be it is all going too fast for her, so he better should not do anything that make her uncomfortable.

"Go and watch your serial." He said after placing a soft kiss on her forehead and left her.

"But don't get addicted to these. Your brain already doesn't work properly. Don't damage it more." He chuckled getting perfect oval shape of her mouth.

He turned laughing and shaking his head as her eyes fell on the washbasin and a naughty idea popped in her mind.

She opened the tab and let the water pour in her hands.

"Laad Governor!"

"What the-"Just as he turned around hearing her, cold water harshly hit his face and the next moment he saw her running out and at the same time tonguing him.

"Paagal!" He couldn't help but smile at her childish behavior. She can be so sweet.

Both got ready in some time to leave. Arnav as usual in his three piece black suit and Khushi wore a cocktail dress that was gifted by him. Their destination was a surprise for her but she was excited where he's taking her. Her attire was matching to his. A black dress with innumerable sequins with stunning sheer sleeves. Perfectly suiting to that dress were the golden mid heel covered pump.

Her beauty was more adorning with those long curly hairs and light make up. It was so hard for him to handle himself. She was looking so sexy and attracting. For some minutes, he couldn't take his eyes off her and she blushed reading those desires in his eyes and feeling shy.

But he was glad that she could get along with these clothes and didn't crave for Indian suits. So proud to be calling her his' he finally took out her to Chicago's one of the best attractions, the Navy Pier.

Once there at the pier, she was amazed with the arrangements done. The Captain and crew greeted them as they stepped aboard and the ship's photographer recorded the moment for them.

Once on deck, both were greeted by their host and escorted to their private table, where the wait staff introduced themselves and asked them to be that kind and decide how they'd like to pace their service. The three climate controlled dinning decks offered a unique setting with understated Art Deco accents, reminiscent of the classic ocean liners.

"Wow Arnavji, this is beautiful." Finally when they were left alone she praised the place analyzing it well.

"I'm glad you like it. But the ship will start in sometime and you will get three hours of your favorite activity." He chuckled looking at her.

"What?" She asked innocently.

"Eating!" Only he knew how but he could manage to suppress his laughter whereas she pouted making faces.

"Arnavji, you are so-" She sighed irritated but then twisted her mouth to stop with this.

"Let it be. You tell me one thing." He raised his brow as she leaned a bit forward and continued.

"Erm...you--you always gift me something red. B'but now today black. Why-why so?" She asked lowering her eyes innocently to make his lips curl up forming a smirk.

"I noticed you never wore black. So wanted to see my wife in black. And believe me, you're really looking more sexy than you do in red" He replied huskily with a grin.

"Haww...But I'm not your wife. Fully yet!" She narrowed her eyes in order to tease him but he turned the tables for his own fun.

"Fully or not but you're mine in all ways." How much he loved when she blushes. That's what she did as he winked at her.

Soon the ship started and the celebrity-chef inspired dinner started. Thankfully vegetarian food was also offered and so Khushi was also contented especially because of the window seat.

Many people were there to enjoy the amazing meal. All were dressed up that elegant and decently in suits and cocktail dresses. Khushi wondered why but least did she know, it was the dress code of the cruise.

They talked about here and there and were having a great time with each other. But not just wanting to sit there, both went to the side room with a spacious dance floor. Slow romantic music was being played and many couples were enjoying each others company.

Just as they came in and stood there for a moment, a known voice hit Arnav's ear drums calling out his name. He turned to get surprised.

"Sheetal?" He asked casually recognizing his college friend.

"Wow! It's really you, Arnav." The girl in a blue mini dress excitedly spoke and literally jumped on him to share a hug.

He didn't take it as a big deal and responded to that formal hug not knowing about Khushi's feelings.

"Arnav Singh Raizada! Glad to know you still know me." She grinned shrugging her shoulders.

"Of course! Anyway, this is Khushi, my wife!" He introduced her wrapping his arm around her waist that didn't go unnoticed by Sheetal.

"Khushi, this is Sheetal. We were together in college." He gave a little introduction of Sheetal that was not really understanding for Khushi.

"Hi nice to meet you Khushi."

"Hello, nice to meet you too." Both waved to each other and Khushi's eyes fixed at her as she talked to her Arnavji.

"So you're married ha!" Arnav just smilingly nodded and Sheetal came close offering her hand.

"As we're meeting each other after such long time can I expect a dance?" Her flirtatious smile made Khushi stunned. How direct she was!

"You forgot I don't dance." Where he indirectly refused in order not to be mistaken as rude, Sheetal stayed adamant.

"Come on Arnav, only one dance. Who knows if we'll meet again or not."

Arnav sighed and looked at Khushi who faked a smile. How frank is she? Is forcing her Arnavji to dance with her despite knowing his wife is standing there.

"I'll be right back." He then finally gave in being a gentleman and agreed for a dance only.

Khushi saw him going and flared wanting to pull that Chudail's hairs. What kind of friends he had. Don't even know their limits.

While Khushi was sunk in these thoughts, Arnav maintained an acceptable gap with Sheetal on the floor but his eyes were watching his Khushi only who next wasn't standing alone. A known face joined her to divert her mind but at the same time make Arnav grit his teeth in anger.

Khushi felt someone tap her and turned to see Rocky Stone standing there. She glared at him disguised and turned again taking a step away.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Raizada. Actually that day I was joking but you took it seriously. And when I was about to tell you, ASR came and I got scared he might have heard it and he is my boss. I didn't have had the guts to tell I was joking. Then too with his wife." He continued as she looked at him in disbelief.

"I didn't want to lose my job. I really am thankful you didn't tell him anything and saved me. Thank you very much. Please forgive me." He pouted with a puppy face.

"You were really joking?" She asked suspiciously.

"Ya and I'm really sorry. Please. " He again apologized with a smile.

"Ok fine Rocky ji, I forgive you but please never ever joke about such things." She directly put a condition accepting his apology.

"I won't, promise! But you forgave me, thank you so much. Then please have a dance with me if you want and ASR doesn't mind." She was about to deny when Rocky asked charmante but his names mention reminded her of him dancing with that Sheetal and she passed him her hand approving her will in anger.

Arnav couldn't believe his eyes as his Khushi moved on the dance floor with his employee. They didn't even start dancing yet and he left Sheetal without forewarning and grasped Khushi out of his hold.

"Arnavji..."

She hissed as he pulled her closer and held her possesively. His one arm wrapping half her waist and holding her left hand with his right.

Rocky and Sheetal were standing there speechless as they started dancing lost in each other's eyes.

"Why were you dancing with him?" This was the first thing he asked her after having shared an eye lock.

"I didn't. You pulled me out before." Like a kid, she pouted twisting her mouth afterward.

"Why did you agree to-hell, why were you talking to him?"

"So what Arnavji? You also talked to your old friend, did I say something?" Her reply with equal rage as it was asked with made him understand the situation.

"Come on, you are jealous?" He forgot his anger and smirked.

"N'no! Why should I be jealous? You were the one green with envy. How you pulled me,wasn't it jealousy?" She wasn't less to turn the game.

"Whatever! Only I have right on you, get that!" As if they weren't enough close, he leaned more on her.

"You are jealous!" She laughed quietly like have won a challenge and he enjoyed that cute angelic smile of hers.

After the dance both had their meal talking and enjoying the outside view. Khushi was overjoyed witnessing the firework spectacle. After three hours of luck on the ship, both returned to hotel.

"Arnavji, it was a wonderful evening. The ship, food, firework, everything was perfect." Already on the way he had to hear the appreciation and it continued entering the suite also.

"No, not yet." He shook his head denying.

"Why? It was really wonderful Arnavji then-" Before she could complete her sentence, he picked her up in his arms and walked through the living room over to bedroom.

"That something else is left for today." He placed her down on the bed smirking and whispering in her ear with his husky voice.

"But Arnavji-" She spoke to protest but was cut by him.

"But what?" He asked while removing his tie and shoes and coat.

[Warning: Slightly Mature 16+]

"Erm...erm..."

"Erm?" He leaned on her to nuzzle her neck as she was at loss of words.

She held his collar for support and her breathing heaved as his meanwhile started kisses sent shiver in her spine. Satisfied with the wet kisses he placed on her neckline, her lips attracted him that much and he covered them finally with his. Her hands played with his thick hairs as she responded to the kiss with equal passion. Their tongues fought with each other for space and agreement to explore and taste every corner of the other.

Breaking apart to catch some air, both breathed heavily and she hid herself in his chest blushing. He smirked and patted her back. His already hardened desires grew as her warm emission of air touched his chest. He then lied above her rolling her below. She threw her shoes in the air and wrapped her arms around his back. His hands slid inside her dress and he teased her by pinching her one nipple while his other hand desperately searched for the zipper on the backside but failed. Not having another choice and without thinking, he struggled to rip it off and succeeded finally. She came back to her senses as the black stuff was teared apart and thrown away. She was only in her undergarments as he took off his shirt eyeing her. Her face going red, was clearly visible and she covered herself with the quilt. He jumped in and licked her breast, at the same time taking off her brassiere.

Khushi, in her full senses bit her lips as some questions were on the tip of her tongue but she didn't have the guts to ask him. But today finally she collected all her courage and let out her thoughts.

"Arnavji..."

"Hmmm?" He hummed in between sucking her nipples. She tried hard to hold herself and continued with difficulties.

"W'why...ah'do you'like to play with m'ah breast?" He stopped with his act and looked at her stunned in disbelief as she asked him this.

Later but not being able to suppress it anymore, he started laughing and she twisted her mouth for not getting an answer.

"Seriously? You're asking this?" He questioned still laughing and she lowered her eyes as if having done something wrong.

"You feel good when I touch them, you get pleasure, isn't it?" As bold her question was, his reply wasn't less. She blushed and hugged him tight that only erect both more as their bodies came in touch.

The rest of the night was spent with passionate love making enjoying each and every touch of each other.