FF Beintehaa Ishq [Zaya story with a twist]last chapter -pg106 - Page 46

😆 so I am very happy today, work front got a paper published my 4 years of labor, me 11th baby 😆. So This update is a very special one ...I know i depress you all a lot ...so this one is light and filled with love ..Two chapters back to back ...

Dedication: Chapter 20: To my dearest Ojal, she claimed she dosent read or comment regularly and now she is the first ones to comment😉. A very very dear friend ..soft hearted and a gem of a person ..i really like the to the point reviews, BIshq has given me tonnes of friends and she is one among them, dear this ones specially for you. For all those reading sessions inbetween ur classes, your time and valuable words ...enjoy ..and loads of love to you

Dedication: Chapter 21: A very new twitter discovery, infact my first reader from Nepal, Zaya Nepal ...this ones for you. Apart from Anns comments I rarely become misty eyed ...you made me cry at 3 am, those are precious words that I will forever cherish. A very special thank you for telling me that I write good enough to make you all speak out. I love to hear your feedback...so dear this ones for you

Also additionally few regular readers who demanded romance...its my attempt at writing passion..though no where close to Ann, Khyatus, Salehas or Alinas intensity ...its a fragile attempt at passion writing ..

Chapter 21: A bit adult content, though there are no lewd words as I am a shy writer ...

Enjoy as I am super happy

Love you all...and sorry for the long long long update ..just couldnt stop typing today

Chapter 20

Gumraah...

As Zain was recovering ...his and Aaliyas relation had improved a bit ...that's what he thought ...when one day Aaliya caught him ...

He and La were in the canteen ...

Aaliya walked to disturb them ...

Aalisha ...tumhe class mai kam aur yaha jyada milti hu mai...

Oh Rhea ..woh kya hai na cutie mujhe treat de raha tha ...

Aaliya starred back at Mr.Abdullah ..he had not even asked her ...

Accha kis khushi mai ...wapas Mumbai jaa raha hai kya ...

Oh sorry Rhea ...yeh humara secret hai ...they both smiled and looked down...

Aaliya was fed up of their friendship...they made her feel ignored ...a dose that she was giving Zain was being fed to her too

Her jealousy and at the same time her hatred to keep him at bay was increasing ...

La ...aaj raat koh mil rahi ho na ...woh jaana hai na humhe waha ...they spoke in code words that she couldn't understand ...

She blindly looked at Zain and spoke ...

Aree aaj shaam koh aur raat koh toh dad ne tumhe kuch kaam diya tha ..yaad aaya ...

Zain looked blank..

Kaunsa kaam ...

Mujhe bataya hai unhone...kaha tumse kara lu ...

She walked out without telling him anything more ...

Zain asked her in the car in the evening ...Da ...kaunsa kaam

Hai ek bahut zaroori kaam

Da ...mujhe La ke saath jaana tha ...aur maine do din pehle tumhe kaha tha na ..tumne jao bhi kaha ..toh ab kaunsa kaam ...

Hai ek kaam ...

Da...tum phir se mujhe kai chod toh nahi dogi na ...dekho abhi pair ka dard kam hua hai ..agar wapas jungle jaana hai toh bata do...is baar mai tent bhi le jaunga ...bahut macchar the ...gaye baar ...aur phir who jaanwar ..he stopped a bit scared

Kyu darr gaye...

Nah da ...par ...please

She smiled ...Aalisha ke saath kya kusar pusar kar rahe ho isme mujhe koi dilchaspi nahi hai ...

Par haa ...agar Quereshi house mai rehna hai toh ghar ke extra kaam bhi karne padenge ...

Extra kaam ...Tumhara nashta banana, raat ka dinner ...raat ki davai ...yaha tak ki shaam ki drive sab toh kart ahu...ab kaunsa extra kaam karvana baaki hai mujhse ...

Her eyes told a different tale...

Da..tum mujhe yaha se bhagane ke liye ...kya kuch nahi kar rahi ho ...mujhe challenge diya ...palace mai beizzat kiya ...yaha tak ki jungle mai bhi chod diya ...ab koi nayi tarkeeb nikal hogi ...hai na ...ab kya kiya maine ...

Zaroor ..tumhare khurafati dimaag mai koi naya game chal raha hai...mujhe suli pe chadaye bina manogi nahi tum ...bolo kya gunaah hua mujh garib se ab ...

Socho ...kya kiya ...kab kiya ...

Da.. mai kuch samjha nahi ...bolo na ...ab kis baat ka harzana bhugatne wala hu ...

Shaam koh tayaar rehna ...dad ne kaha hai tumhare saath unke dost ke bete ki shaddi mai jao...

Oh teri...toh pehle bolna chaiye than a ...aree yeh toh sahi mauka hai ...I mean saath mai waqt bitane ka ...mai tayaar ho jaunga ...

wow ...yeh toh gift hai Da ...tum nahi jaanti mai kitna khush hu ...he was blushing ...Chachu is great ...jai ho chachu ki ...

Che baje ...

Theek hai ...

Da.. aaj tumne gaadi mai mujhe itna baat karne diya ...kya baat hai ...aise lag raha hai ...mere koshish bekaar nahi jaa rahi hai ...thank you ...I love you ...

At 6, Aaliya walked down in a peach saree ..high heels ...culy hair that were streaked brown ...the delicate waist had a waist band ...similar to what Zain had gifted her in Bangalore ...the swing on the hips moved the curves like a pendulum for zains eyeball...he was mesmerized as his breathing shallowed ...and his eyes blinded in her trance of beauty .....

Seene mai dhadak raha hai ...kuch halka sa ...

kehte hai dil jisse ...najane kyu machal raha hai behaka sa ...

SIM

Pre-cap: Will Zain and Rhea ...overcome their ...urges ...

Chapter 21

Kashish...

Zain saw her walking towards her ...in a seductive way...arousing his senses that he had a difficult time cooling off...she smiled ...

Chale ...as she shook him from his trance ...

Da... bahut hi spicy lag rahi ho...she shyly smiled ...

They got in the car ...he was still gazing at her ...aware that she too was watching him ...when in the sudden darkness ..the car jolted ...

A flat tire ...and memories of their earlier kikit of her changing the tyre and making him cycle for ganne ka juice came flashing in front of their eyes ...memories that both had ...that had weaved their relationship with moments almost unerasable ones from their hearts ...

He looked up Da ...kuch yaad aaya ...cycle ..ganne ka juice ...

Aur who ...saap she laughed out loud...he looked at her ...she looked ravishing at peace while smiling ...and she was looking free today ...

Da...car mai Stephanie nahi hai ...aur sadak bhi kafi sumsaan hai ...

Toh ...chalo paidal...

Da..sandal pehni hai ...

Oh...koi baat nahi ...aas paas kuch mil jayega ...when all of a sudden it started drizzling ...

Aree December mai barish ...

Zain looked up...his khuda was suggesting him ...signs ...

They rushed towards the vegetation ...and found a house few feet away ...banging on the door several times ...lead to no response ...till he saw the door was open...

Da..shayad koi nahi rehta ..andar chale...he looked at her ...anticipating a strict no...

Chalo ...she walked in ...he walked behind ...

closing the door as the rain droplets splashed with greater intensity ...the wind blowing in its full glory ...rattling the door and the closed and barred windows...

He looked at her she was shivering ...Da ...thand lag rahi hai ...he moved his jacket and gave to her ..only to realize that was wet too...

he looked around to see a oil lamp ...and a wet matchbox ...ruko try karta hu ...

he tried lighting it ...after few attempts the room smelled of the old pungent oil ...and the glass of the lamp glowed with brightness ...leaving a black soothe ...

She was still standing ...as he still searched ...fire woods ...hmm.. he laughed

Mumbai mai toh kisine dekhe bhi nahi honge ...jaipur mai thand bahut padti hai kya ...he was trying to make her comfortable ...

as she started shivering ...the drops of water reaking through her wet body...clasping her saree ...making zains heart go mundane ...

He lighted the fire place ...the room came alive with an orange glint the flames ..emitting a warm ambiance ...

Da ..thand lag jayegi ...ek kaam karo tum zara kapde sukha lo...mai bahar wait karta hu ...he started stepping out ...when she spoke...

Bahar ..bahut tez hava aur bearish hai ...tumhara haath ka ghaav abhi bhara nahi hai ...yehi ruko...

He smiled ..her care for the first time...he could feel it...Da..par ...

She saw around the house to see a old curtain..a netted one...ek kaam karo ..woh utaaro...he looked up...taking down the dusty curtains almost filling the room with a cloud of dust ... she tied its one end to the door and another towards the fire-place ...

Ab mudo ...he turned back...

his heart was racing ...he just wanted to turn and stare at her ...curbing his senses was getting asphyxiating to him ...

He heard the waist chain fall...and a click...he wanted to turn ..but didn't want to shy her away ...

Da..theek ho na ...she mumbled something .

.Da.. kya hua he asked concern ...

She spoke with a lot of pain ...mera pair mud gaya ...heel toot gayi...

Bahut dard ho raha hai kya ...

Haa..

Daa.. tumne change kiya ...

Nahi...saree gili hai ...aur mujhe thand lag rahi hai ...he looked down ...at his shirt ...

Da ...meri shirt du toh pehen logi ..agar problem nahi hai toh ...

She just said a timid yes ...when he breathed a deep breath ...and took off his shirt ...

the masculine silhouet displaying his athletic built ..that over the past few days was pretty toned ...he extended his hand without turning back...lo Da ...

Zain ...mai nahi pahuch paungi...yaha aakar dedo ...

Pakka ...he was still not sure ...

.haa ...ankh band karke aana ...he knew she would not let him see.. he smirked at the lost opportunity ...and turned after closing his eyes ...and moved towards the curtain

the brownish netted ..flimsy silky cloth that separated him from her ...and gave his shirt ...as she grabbed and took it ...he stood there with closed eyes ...hearing the commotion ...when his slight wet shirt went over her damp body ...as the jingling of her bangles stopped...

As she sat down on the old rugged and tattered mattress ...and Zain turned towards his side ...she spoke again ...

Kaash humara rishta aaj bhi hota ...his heartbeat stopped ...

Da.. mujhe ek mauka nahi dogi ...bas ek baar maaf karke dekho ...sab kuch lauta sakta hu...

She didn't speak..he could hear a mild sob ....Da ...dard ho raha hai kya ...

Haa..

Mai moch theek kar du..pehle bhi kiya hai maine ...

She extended her ankle from the half of the curtain ...as Zain saw her elegant legs ...the smooth skin ...a spotless and peachy skin ...he walked closer ...smelling her fragrance ...her essence was fast filling his soul...

Haath laga sakta hu na tumhe ...the meek request ...he just saw her nodding her head ...the pain was unbearable...

as he touched her legs ...a shiver ran on both the sides...an electrocuting spark of passion ...his touch ...on those swollen ankles ...as he started talking with her ...moving his fingers on the painful part...

Da.. tumhe yaad hai hum 7- 7:30 baje kit kit time rakhte the ...aur haa woh humari eid ki shaam ..kitni khoobsurat lag rahi thi tum...aur jaise mujhe sheer kurma khilati thi ...

pata hai ...gaye eid ..sare roze rakhe maine ...har namaaz mai yaad kiya ...par shayad dua adhoori hi kabool hui meri ...

Da.. agar mai tumhe who teesra talakh nahi deta ..kya tab bhi tum mere saath aise pesh aati...

mujhe ek mauka nahi deti ...apne gunaah ki maafi mangane ka...

Da...pata hai kabhi lagta hai ...jaise kisine mujhe jakad ke rakha ho ...ek saans bhi lena mushkil hota hai ...

tumhe saamne dekh kar bhi tumhare nazro koh nahi dekhna ...tumhare hoto se baatein sunkar bhi apne liye khamoshi milna ...aur tumhare itne nazzdeek hone ke bavjood tumhe na choon paana...sab tarsata hai ...

Da.. sun rahi ho...as he heard her sobbing ...

Da...dard bahut tez hai kya ...mouch theek kardi maine... ...mat ro ..mai jaata hu door ...tumhe mere choone se takleef hoti hai na...nahi chounga ...

shayad yehi sazaa hai in haton ki ...aur is dil ki ...banzar rahe in ehsaaso se ...hai na

She held his hand ...as she pulled him towards her side... Her eyes ..filled with tears ...

Da... he came close ...as she put her head in his arms ..he held himself back ...

the flames lept in intensity as the two wet bodies ...splattered their loneliness in each others warmth ...the zeal ..the aura ...meddling with a wild insane urge ...

Roop Tera Mastana Pyar Mera diwana
Roop Tera Mastana Pyar Mera diwana
Bhool Koi Hamse Na Hojaye
Roop Tera Mastana Pyar Mera Diwana
Bhool Koi Hamse Na Hojaye

He gently pushed those lone hair strands ...away from her excusitively carved face ...as she looked in his eyes ...pleading him to hold her ...

his hand..the one on his thigh of his formal pants ...now moved slowly prowling towards her arms ...the jittery shivers ...the goose bumps ...the heaving bust as he saw had disrobed everything away ..his shirt just clasped her naked skin ...the trembling lips that he now dared to touch ...

As his second hand moved towards her wet hair ...the drops still soaked his shirts collar ...few dripping on her thighs ...the bared skin ...that had been disrobed ...he moved his hands over them ...as he heard her moan ....

His defenseless stripped chest ...was thumping now..hard ..crazy ...as he moved past her ...waist ...towards her back...twisting her frame in his arms ...

Raat Nasheeli Mast Sama Hai
Aaj Nashe Mein Sara Jahan Hai
Raat Nasheeli Mast Sama Hai
Aaj Nashe Mein Sara Jahan Hai
Haan Ye Sharabi Mausam Behkaye
Roop Tera Mastana Pyar Mera Diwana
Bhool Koi Hamse Na Hojaye

She still sat frozen as he continued exploring her chaste body ...his hands gently grasping her hair ...his face now digging on her neck ...biting them as he moved his gritty love ..to leave the marks ...on her tender skin ...

.her uncovered urges now in the open ...as she made her first move of kissing his cheeks ..a bit rough ..unshaved ...moving her cheeks over them ...creating a friction that induced a blush on her cheek ...

As he peeled his shirt away ...the buttons popping ...she never ever left his lips...her pout drawing the maximum softness from him ...giving him a love that mingled with his senses ...played with his strings that she strongly reined now ...the vulnerability out in the open now... as she glanced ...towards his eyes ..the pleadings increased...

Ankhon Se Ankhen Milti Hai Aise
Bechain Hoke Toofan Mein Jaise
Ankhon Se Ankhen Milti Hai Aise
Bechain Hoke Toofan Mein Jaise
Mauj Koi Saahil Se Takraaye
Roop Tera Mastana Pyar Mera Diwana
Bhool Koi Hamse Na Hojaye

A scared second made her with draw her face away from him...when he plucked her back from her wandering senses ...biting her lips and moving her head from side to side...there was no space to breathe now ..as the bodies merged in each others abode ...

the thumping chests made way towards the floor ...as the outburst of hatred plummed in his madness ...the pain of keeping himself away ...sublimed in the ecstasy of the moment of his masculinity blending in her sensual arousal ...

Rok Raha Hai Ham Ko Zamana
Door Hi Rehena Paas Na Aana
Rok Raha Hai Ham Ko Zamana
Door Hi Rehena Paas Na Aana
Kaise Magar Koi Dil Ko Samjhaaye
Roop Tera Mastana Pyar Mera Diwana
Bhool Koi Hamse Na Hojaye

Their souls ...tweaked the laws of provocation ..as they intoxicated in each others love ...erotically corroding their existence ...questioning the immoral laws of society ..the moans increased ...as pulsating rhythms ...spread across their bodies ...

the lecherous intensity of a physical need that were beyond the boundaries of withheld desires ...the love though unchaste ...had merged together ...

as her now healed ankle...moved on his ...the shrinking droplets ...as the silence was webbing them together ...a love that had finally soothed ...

He moved his hand ...on her face ...as she smiled ...and they heard a crash on the door ...they looked up scared ...protecting their prides ...when the lightning from outside ..blew away the fire ...the room plunged into a total darkness now ...

Zain ...got up ...slowly thudding towards the door ...as he moved ...a big splash of water came on his face ...

He tried catching an uneasy breath between the milisceonds of loss of heart beats ...and moved his hands on his face ...as Aaliya looked at him ...standing in the hall...the drops of water ...damping him out of the hot dream ...a dream so real ...that his shirt was wet with sweat ...

His trembling hands now covered his face ..as he wiped the drops of water ...looking at her ...

The saree hung low ...the figure untouched ...the heels firm ...the clothed dream ... looking at him ...with a quizzical look...

Ho gaya ...

Kya he asked..

Sapna dekh kar ..he looked confused ...was it just a dream ...was it ...

SIM

Pre-cap: Aaliya takes him for a ride filled with intense ...jealousy ...