SERENDIPITY-A ZaYA OS(pg 1,2,3,5(completed)) - Page 4

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"Zain yahaan to nikaah ki tyaari chal rahi hai"par tumne toh kaha ha k hum ek party mei jaa rahe hai?"her eyes wondered across the bedecked hall,dazzling with shimmering lights and guests.

"toh-toh kya hua?Mujhe la-laga tha kit u-tum mere saath""

"Arre Zain,Aaliya Bhabi, Assalaam O Alaikum.."kartaar a.ka. the gys who's nikaah they were here to attend greeted them at the reception.

"Walaikum Assalam ,Kartaar..."

"Arre bro kaisa hai u?Aur kal tu itni jaldi ghar waapas chala gaya"Aaliya Bhabi ko kuch surrise dena tha kya?"He nudged him.

Shit!SHIT! Yeh Kartaar ko main jitney baar bhi samjhao-Arre bhai chup kar-tum aur mat bol,mujhe marwaana ka irada hai kya?"Zain thought to himself,eyesing Kartaar to keep his mouth shut.

"Kartaar_Zain ,tum logon ke saath tha,par Zain ne to kaha-"

"Ziain toh officese seedha club pouch gaya tha-Bachelor's party attend karne ke liye,prar kal raat toh janab kuch zyada hi jaldi mei the!"he teased.

His eeys were fixed on her face,as her expressions slowly changed from bewilderment,to shock and anger.Her eyes were unblinking,her face chagrined, and a bile rose up his throat with the mere thought,that she would never forgive him for this.

"Aaliya..'

"Waise Kartaar yeh to batao, dlhaan kahan par hai,milwaane ka irada hai bhi ya nahi!"she chuckled,as Kartaar looked down at the floor.

"Who bhab,Rida,room mei tyaar ho rahi hai..but main toh andar nahi jaa paonga..par apko room tak zoaroor chod sakta hoon.."

"Theek hai,phir chle?"

"Chaliye bhabi.."

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He had been standing ,or rather eavesdropping outside the door for good fifteen minutes, before she came out.

"Aaliya-please meri baat toh suno""he stepped in front of her,blocking her way.

""Leave my hand Mr.Abdullah..."Aaliya gritted her teeth.

"Aaliya,main""But he was not able to complete her sentence,as she wrested her hand out of his grip ,and without glancing back at him,walked away.

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"Zain chodo mujhe"Zain yeh kya kar rahe ho!Zain""He had dragged her out into the garden.

"Aaliya,mujhe tumse baat""

"Nahi Zain!Mujhe jo sunna tha maine sun I hai.You lied to me Zain,and it was for something as pett as going to a Bachelor's Party!Par phir bhi tumne mujhse jhoot kaha-tum office se nnikalk e bacheor's party me gaye the,aur mei har par akeli thi,I was waiting for you"I don't want to hear your sorry Zain Abdullah,because am not gonna forgive you for this!"She was about to walk away---

""Whateevr you've heard or seen,need not be true..Mrs.Aaiya Zain Abdullah"Haan maine galathi ki hai,subah se office mei hi tha-shaam ko ghar laut te waqt clucb mei kartaar se milne gaya tha,party karne nahi.Pata hai main kal jaldi mei kyun tha?Kyun ki mujhe ghar jaldi waapas lautna tha.because I knew that you'd be waiign for me""It was a suspended silence,handing above their head,lingering in the moments,waiti ng for them to break it, and shatter it onto the ground like shards of glass.

"Maaf kar diya,but it doesn't mean that am not angry with you.Main baat karungi tmse Zain Abdullah,mark my words!"

He smrked at her reyreating form..she had forgiven him.And he knew that very soon,she break her prmise too.

"Mamu Ki Bhanji,tum mujhse jitni door bhaago gi,hum utne hi kareeb aayenge,aur baat toh tum,aaj raat ko hi mujhse karogi..yeh challenge hai mera,Zain Osman Abdullah ka.."

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"Aree Aaliyatum khana kyunnahi kha rahi ho?"

Hania asked her,arching her brows at Zain,wondering what her friend was now upto.

"Hania main kaise khau,tumhare dost ne jo haath pakad ke rakha hai.."

"Umm..umm..actually my ha-hand is paining,au-aur mujhe bhook bhi nahi hai..toh.."

Aaliya stammered, looking back at Zain and signaling him to let go of her hand.

She watched as the corner of his lips, twitched into a smirk.

"Bhook kaise nahi hai,Aal-ya..Khao na,ya"main khila doon..?"

If looks could kill,then Zain Abdullah would surely be dead,as she shot daggers with her eyes.

She had vowed that she wouldn't talk to him.With her lips ealed,she pleaded him ith her eyes,but Zain Abdullah,just tightened his grip, and grasped her hand tightly.

Aaliya opened her mouth few times,but stopped.She wouldn't back out of her promise,she ahd made to herself.He had done too many things and gotten away with a simple sorry',but this time he had lied to her..so this time she was gonna make it togh for him,to win her back.

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On their ride back home,Aaliya grimaced as her stomach grumbled earning a chuckle from Zain,who was noticing every single nuace of her face from her driving seat.

"Bhook lagi hai?"
She timidly bobbed her head up and down in agreement.Zain parked the car in the shadows of a Juhu Caf.

Aaliya looked around,it was the same Caf where he had taken her out for coffee,for the first time after their nikaah.

"Khud andar jaane ka irag\da hai,ya,main god main uthakar le jao?".."mamu Ki Bhanji?"He clicked his fingers in front of her face,drawing her out of her reverie.

Aalia gulped the spit in her mouth,Zain Abdullah was too close for her comfort,and the incidents of the previosu night and alos the events of their rendezvous in the kitchen flashed before her mind.

Her fingers trembled a she tried to unbuckle her seatbelt.His intense gaze on her,did strange things to her body..and also her mind.

She leaned back,pushing her back up against the seat,trying to shut off her senses ,to prevent them from drowing in his aura,as he leaned in to unbuckle her from the seat,his finger momentarily grazing her bare waist.

Aaliya drew in asharp breath,which unfortunately' did not go unnoticed by him.

"You can open you eye snow..Mrs.Abdullah.."Zain Osman Abdullah was smirking at her.He was bloody smirking at her!

Aaliya stomped out of the car and followed him into the caf,which was relatively deserted, barring he few young couples ,who were cozily dinning in the dimply lit corners.

They took a seat beside the window,that looked over at the street.

"Good evening Ma'am ,Good evening Sir,What would you like to order?"

"Roated Roma Tomato soup with Basil for two,Pasta with Bell pepper cream sauce for main course for to, and two chocolate fondue for desserts."

"Anythign else,wine or softdrinks?"

"No..That'll be it"

"Your food will be served within twenty minutes."

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Zain looked down at his phone,as it beeped ,drawing his attention .

A: Mujhe aise ghoorna band karo!

He looked up at her to find her warning him with his eyes.

Z: Main tumhe kahan ghoor raha hoon.I was staring at the hot,sexy ,girl sititng behind you..!

Aaliya turned back to find a girl waving at him and giving him a flirtatious look ,that almost made her feel like throwing up on her face.

A:Tumhe who chipkali,bimbo pasand ha?Seriously?

Z:Haan,hai?toh?ladki beautiful hai,hot hai,sexy hai-aur sabse badi baat mujhe pasand karti hai,tumahri tarah thodi na hai!Aur jab tum mujhe pasand nahi karti ho..mujhse baat nahi karna chahti ho,toh tumhe itna kyun farak pad raha hai..

Zain waved back at her.

Z:Aur jab tum mujhe message bhej ne mei busy thi,who mujhe mobile number,de ke chali gayi.."

Her eyes shot uo from her mobile screen.He was flaunting a paper towel in front of her,which had a number scribebd in the most illegible handwriting and a lipstick mark smeared on the white napkin.

A:then go running behind her!Why should I keep you waiting?

Z:Kash kar pata Aaliya! Par kya kare ,dad ne jo tumhare saathnikaah karwa diya..

Tears were stinging the corner of her eyes.

A:Toh doobara nikaah kar lo,Fahaad Bhai ke tarha.Muujhe kya!

Z"Realy?Toh tum keh rahi ho ki tumhe kuhch farak nahi padega,agar mei dpobara nikaah karne ke liye raazi ho jao toh?

A"Hmm..

Z:Soch lo Mamu Ki Bhanji...Will you be able to see me with someone else?Will you be able to share me with someone else..

He waited for her reply, but she looked back at her screen one last time before switching off her phone.The waiter placed their food and they began tucking into the sumptuous meal.Zain had placed order for himself too,since he had abstained from the food,the moment he had stopped her from eating hers,resulting in both of them feeling hungry.

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She cursed herself and scurried off ito the bathroom,hoping that he wouldn't follow,but her respite was short lived,as she collided with him the moment she came out of the stall.

"Zain!Tum.."Shhit.Aaliya bit her tongue,she had broken her promise,probably tehr eason he was smirking at her.

"Paglo ki tarha chillana band karo,warna saare staff darwaaze ke bahar jama ho jayenge!"

He silenced her.

Aaliya was about to dodge past him,when he caught hold of the end of her pallu,and tugging at it,he pulled her towards him,until her back was pressed up against his chest.

"bahar toh bauhat seduce kar rahi thi muhe..ab ky ahhuadar gayi kya?"he whispered huskily in her ear.

She had torturned him,Turned him on.Licking the spoon,purposely in away that was not really innocent.Seeing her swirl the tip of her pink tongue around the drop of chocolate sticking on the spoon,or sucking on the remnant of chocolate on her lips,she had made him wonder how her plump lips would feel around his manhood,as she tasted his arousal, just the way she was tasting the chocolate.

Zain trailed the tip of his nose,along the cove of her neck,snaking his hand around her waist and restign it on her bare stomach.

"Za""her voice got stuck,as they got interrupted by a voice at the door.

"Ahhem..umm.Soory to disturb..'They sprang apart,blushing furiously as the waitress cleared her throat once again before proceeding.

"This is apublic place,moresoever a ladies washroom,so you both will have to evacualte this place.I'm sorry.."

"no..No..we're sorry". Muttering a few sorries,they stormed out of the caf, embarrassed and blushing like hell.

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"tumne mere sawaal lo ka jawab nahi diya,Aal-ya.."A shiver ran down her spine,as he kept his hand on her arm and turned her around to face him.

They ahd returned back to barkat Villa, and were there room.Aaliya was about to enter the washroom with her change of night clothes, which she doubted that she would need.

"Ka-Kaunse sawaal..mujhe yaad nahi hai.."She turned around and was about to walk away,when he pulled her back,in the same way he had pulled her back in the washroom of the caf.

But this time her pallu was not pinned,resulting them to fall in a bunch at her feet.

Her back arched and a pleasure coursed through her body,as she hit his chest ..

She was trying to be indifferent..

"Kya tum mujhe tumahre siaa..kisi aur ke saath dekh paogi..will y be able to share me with another woman Aaliya...?"

She was trying to ignore him,as he continued his ministrations-drawing patterns on her milky waist.It didn't do to let someone with an ego like his to know how much power he had over her.

"Aal-ya..?"

"No.."her voice was drugged, seductive and raw with desire.

She didn't lean in.She didn't make it seem too easy or look to keen.

Zain then brushed herhair back from her shoulder and pressed up against her body,closing even the little gap which might have existed.

Aaliya felt his warmth and already in her mind,she had placed their lips together.

Instead he leaned in to caress her neck,slow and gentle.

Zain was making her wait and she could hardly bear it.She wanted his lips ..she needed it..

She turned around,and his hands cupped her face,as he gave her what he knew she wanted.

His tongue penetrated her moistness; his mouth sucked her tongue into his. He kissed her until she was achy, breathless and clinging to him.

She pushed his jeans down his hips and cupped him with her hands.

He swore. "Aaliya---"

She shook her head. "No. You started this." She wrapped her hand around his full, throbbing erection and started stroking.

He grabbed her hands and stopped her, his chest heaving.

But Aaliya felt desperate. She put her mouth against that heaving chest and licked his nipple.

Her warm mouth was on his chest again, with her hands sweet and teasing over his aching shaft. She pulled his head down and scorched him with an explicit come-and-get-me kiss.

He opened his mouth to assure her that forgetting was impossible, but then she touched him with her lips.

A drop of his essence slipped out, and she licked it with her tongue. His heart went wild. He watched her warm, avid mouth on him and tried to choke out a curse, but his voice wasn't working. She alternately cupped and stroked and licked him until he cried out and roughly pulled her up his body.

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"Oh !", Aaliya gasped when his mouth found her breast. She slid her fingers through his hair, needing something to hold on to. He suckled her nipples until they were wet, stiff, and sensitive, and she felt the caress in her blood, his need in her heart.

There wasn't an inch of her that he didn't taste -- from the base of her throat to the curve of her waist to the backs of her knees to her candyapple-red toenails. And when he finally tasted the already damp petals of her womanhood, she tangled her fingers in his hair and arched her hips as the tremors of ecstasy shook her body. Zain felt each spasm as acutely as if she were connected to him.

As their bodies moved together he was rocked to his very soul at the intensity of the feelings that swept through him -- feelings that were by turns shaky, sure, gentle, savage, generous, greedy. With the last shreds of his self-control, he held on until he felt more tremors shake her body. Then he plunged deep and buried his face in her neck.

"Aaliyaaa..," he groaned over and over as the lightning bolts of fulfillment shot through him. And as they clung together in the midst of spiraling fireworks, he found words welling up from inside -- words he didn't know had been lying in wait. "I l-love you,Aal-ya. I love.. you."

"I..love you too..Zain.."She groaned,as her naked flesh,continued writhing in the the aftermath, throbbing and milking the heat within.

And after it was over..Zain drew her body cloer to his,roling her on top of him,as she began her ministrations,the night was indeed young for them..and she had a more serious matter to deal with,that was poking at her belly.."You're mine Zain Abdullah.."She said,before plunding herself into him.

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Ann J

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and you used my name...oh i love u for that.

the words you used are fantastic..
i loved the way zain jelous her waving at a girl behind him..
and the rest was too hot to handle...aliya was more desparate than zain...

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