Chapter Ten(B) - The cracked mirror

Arnav dips his head into the shadowed valley of her bronzed cleavage. With his tongue, he carefully licks the region between them. A shudder and a harsh cry later, he slides further down, now kissing the open expanse of the naked belly. She arches her back and moans, as his hands pursue their relentless ministrations of her breasts. Her nipples, taut, ache for release, along with the rest of her. “Please” she whispers, her hands digging into Arnav’s shoulders. Arnav looks up almost lazily. “What?” he asks her. “Please ... I ...”

 

Arnav already feels bored. With a smooth movement, he nudges her legs apart. Entering her in smooth movement, he moves in and out with tandem. “Yes ... more ... more ...” she shouts, drunk with the ecstasy of Arnav’s ministrations. The dim lights of the room make them glisten. Their sweat mingles into each other, and they rock in tandem, in a dance, with Arnav leading.

 

The next moment the door bangs open. “What is going ...” His partner gets up in shock and casts a terrified look to Arnav and then at the visitor.

 

“Its not what is looks like!” she cries to the visitor. “I just ...”

 

Arnav interrupts her bleating with a smirk. “Actually, it is exactly what it looks like”

 

He smoothly reaches over for his pants. In another swift motion he slips them on, and in the next he strides out of the door. “You see dad, all these years later, I’m still the winner.” Arnav steps out of the door and closes it with a soft click.

 

Leaving his father and his father’s fifth wife to settle the terms of the divorce.

 

* * *

 

Akash is having an easy day today. All the meetings had been postponed, thus reducing Akash’s workload by 75%.

 

Akash sits down on the laptop, and proceeds to screen and forward all the important emails to Khushi. It is an onerous task, for Khushi refuses to read any email which has gone beyond four lines. Akash could understand where she came from – having to read and reply to 400 emails on a daily basis was no mean feat, and if people started writing an entire novel to her, vie emails, then Khushi might as well give up her job, sit at home and reply to those emails.

 

Akash is busily engrossed in screening those emails, when he looks up and realises that he is not alone.

 

Khushi is comfortably seated on the chair opposite him.

 

“Akash” she begins, without preamble. “I have a job for you”

 

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India forums thread - http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3389861

 

Also - this update is dedicated to SS88. A very happy birthday to you, my dear =D

 

I split chapter ten into two parts, for 10(A) and 10(B) are not sequenced one after the next. There is actually a gap of a few days, between both the parts.

 

Thank you for waiting so patiently, for me to update!