AsYa SS: Going Back Thread 2 Epilogue page 35 07/06/2014 - Page 22

Epilogue

After one week Asad and Zoya got married in a lavish ceremony, soon after his divorce was granted. He wanted the whole world to know that he got his true love. They married as per Islam, Hindu and Christian traditions binding them in matrimony thrice. Asad who was a strong advocate of Humanity above all these religions was more than happy to wed to his love thrice. Soon after the marriage he whisked off his wife to an exotic location in Carribean Islands.

Zoya who was sound asleep in the jeep was woken up by Asad. She rubbed her eyes and looked at him. He kissed her forehead and whispered in her ears.

"We reached sleepyhead"

Hearing this she jumped from the jeep to outside. She was astounded with the scene infront of her. They were standing infront of a valley of flowers. Wide variety of flowers was dancing in the air. The wind carried their smell. She was mesmerized by seeing the flowers. That is when she spotted something in the middle of the valley. She rubbed her eyes to check whether she was dreaming. She screamed in joy as she understood why they are there. In the valley, there stood a small cottage which Asad had booked for their honeymoon. The thought of spending next 2 weeks in that cottage amidst the flowery carpet made her insides shudder with anticipation. She started sprinting towards the cottage while a laughing Asad followed her.

The inside of the cottage was as mesmerizing as outside. The vintage furniture gave it a classy look. As she looked out of the window she saw a small stream down. She squealed in joy and was about to go out when his strong arms yanked her towards him. She collided with his hard chest. Her eyes met his which gave away the desire. She lowered her eyes in shy and he took it as an approval. He sealed his lips with hers and started kissing her passionately. After sometimes they broke the kiss. Asad bend down his head and started sucking her nipples through her top. She clutched his hair in pleasure. His one hand was on her back holding her in place. His other hand helped him in keeping her bouncy bosoms in place. As he started sucking it vigorously his hand went lower and found their way inside her pants. She gasped at his sudden touch there. She held onto his head as he rubbed her there. She pulled his head closer to her breast enjoying the sensation he was creating inside her.

"Asad..."

She moaned his name. Hearing this, a smile came in his lips. He knelt down in front her and pulled her pant down. Dazzled she looked at him. Winking at her, he yanked her panties away and started kissing her wet folds. Her eyes rolled heavenwards as she held onto his head. He licked and sucked her there giving her pleasure that she never knew existed. She felt like her insides will explode any moment. But before it could happen he withdrew and stood up. She looked at him dazed. Seeing her in that state he chuckled.

"This is just a teaser. You will be mine. Not like this in the center of the room, but in our bed."

She blushed all shades of red hearing the intensity in his voice. She hid her face in his chest while he happily wounded his arm around her.

Asad parted away and went to his suitcase. Opening the suitcase he took out a gift packet and gave to Zoya. She happily tore away that packet and saw a beautiful aquamarine chiffon Sari inside. Her face showed her happiness as she hugged him and thanked.

"I want you to wear this Zoya."

"Now?"

"Yes."

She smiled at him and walked towards the washroom but suddenly remembered something and turned back.

"Asad. How can I wear this? There is no blouse and underskirt."

"You don't need that Zoya."

She looked at him quizzically. He walked towards her and whispered in her ears huskily.

"When I see you, the only barrier between me and your body should be this Sari. I don't want you to wear any inners or anything else. I just want to see you draped in this Sari. Will you do that for me Zoya?"

She looked at him shocked at his request. She felt the same heat sensation in her body. She weakly nodded in yes and walked towards the washroom.

Asad was impatiently pacing in the bedroom in nothing but his boxers. It's been nearly half an hour that Zoya had gone to change. He mentally prepared him to knock on the door when he heard the sudden click opening. He turned around and was amazed by the sight infront of him. There she was, clad in nothing but a Sari which put her each and every body part in display. She had kept the pallu neatly in her shoulder stopping it from giving a view of her breast. But it was difficult to manage as the nice material of the Sari started slipping slowly. So she kept a hand in her shoulder stopping it from slipping. She could feel his intense gaze. She looked down shyly.

He walked towards her in a trance. He reached out for her hand which was holding the pallu' securely. Once her grip was loosened, the pallu' gave away the layers she neatly kept giving him the full view of her bosoms. He blinked his eyes seeing her like that. She bit her lips and continued to look down. He guided her hand towards his boxers letting her know that how turned on he was. She gasped at the sudden touch of intimacy. Her eyes took in the sight of the bulge in his boxers. She looked up into his eyes which held volume of emotions in them, from love to desire to passion.

"Will you let me love you Zoya, like you have been never loved before?"

His question sent shudder through her spine. She nodded in yes and he scooped her up in his arms. He settled her on the bed and climbed on top of her. He kissed her lips and started kissing her neck while she clutched his shoulders. Soon their cloths lay discarded. Asad admired Zoya in her naked glory. Feeling a little bold Zoya pushed him making him fall on the bed. She climbed on top of him and he smiled seeing his lioness. She started kissing his neck and earlobes causing him groaning in pleasure. Encouraged by his response she aligned herself in such a way that her bosoms were right on top of his eyes. He had his eyes closed in pleasure. She rubbed her bosoms in his forehead and then his eyes and then his cheeks. Gradually she kept her right nipple on his lips. That was the only invitation he needed. He started sucking it violently making her cry out his name. He flipped their position causing him again on top. He sucked on her breast and squeezed it. Once he was satisfied with the treatment he had given to her upper body, his hands and lips moved to her lower body sending her to the ecstasy. She moaned his name in pleasure repeatedly. While he was busy pleasuring her, her hands were also pleasuring his member. Her feathery strokes and sometimes harder squeezes were also sending him to the edge of ecstasy. Deciding to the end the torture he aligned his member to her bud. Looking deep in her eyes he thrust into her. She gripped his shoulder harder as she felt the pain. Knowing this he pulled her in for a kiss letting her adjust to his size. Slowly he started thrusting in as he felt her pain ebbing away. Soon she also matched him thrust to thrust. The moans and groans filled the room. Waves of pleasure washed over their body. But they were not tired of each other. They made love again and again until both of them sure that there was not even an ounce of energy left in their body. They slept peacefully in each other's arms, he still buried deep inside her as they felt that even if they part for a moment they will lose each other. It was crazy. But hey, wasn't love always crazy?

Going back into their past, they found each other, their true love. Have you found one?

***The Beginning of their Happily Ever After***