It was a wonderful evening, all the businessmen of Bhopal were invited at 5 star hotel by the successful businessman of the year, Asad Ahmad Khan... Asad at the age of 27 achieved such level just because of his passion, he believes that one can do anything if he make that thing his passion, and nowadays Asad's passion is Zoya...
Throughout the party, Asad's eyes were fixed on Zoya only, he didn't let her go away from his eyesight for a minute... Zoya was aware of his hungry eyes, she diverted her mind by engaging in talks with associates, but Asad came to her and stood beside her, she tried to stop his hand which was roaming on her back, but Asad was in no mood to listen to her... Zoya had enough, they were in a party, media was there too, she dragged him to the isolated corner, Asad who was waiting for a chance only, pinned her to the nearest wall and blocked her way by placing his hands on her either sides and came dangerously close to her...
'Asad please not here' Zoya managed to whisper feeling his hot breath near her lips... 'You can't stop me. Can you?' Saying so Asad took her in for a kiss and poured out all his love and passion in that kiss only...
Tumhe apna banane ka junoon
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Zoya wasn't shocked at his move, she knew that Asad will do what he wants without caring about where they are, she too loved him when he behaves this much eager for her, she never said NO to him, she always welcomed his eagerness with open arms that's why forgetting about the world she kissed him back with equal passion...
Mujhe aadat bana lo ik buri
Kehhna yeh tumse hai...
Asad broke the kiss as he found Zoya in short off breth, he rested his forehead against her and pecked her lips, he loved seeing her in flushed state... Zoya calmed down her breaths and looked in his eyes directly, she knew that he wanted more and same goes with her, she pulled him more closer and brushed her lips with his... Asad needed only that permission from her, he bent down and picked her up in his arms and made his way towards the lift, Asad forgot about the party and focused on the work in hand...
Tumhe apna banane ka junoon
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Asad and Zoya entered in the room and closed the door behind them, they reached near the bed, Asad placed her on the bed and came on top of her and started kissing her neck...
Jism ke samanadar mein
Ik lehar jo thehri hai
Usmein thodi harqat hone do...
Zoya closed her eyes in bliss and leaned on the pillow more so Asad can access easily...
Ho shayari sunati in
Do nashili aankhon ko
Mujhko paas aake padhne do...
Asad cupped her cheek and creased it, Zoya opened her eyes and looked back in his orbs which were darkened with love and passion...
Ishq ki khwaaishon mein
Bheeg lo barishon mein, aao na...
Zoya unbuttoned his shirt without breaking the eye lock, she removed his shirt and creased his well toned chest... Asad had enough, he was done with the teasing session, he held her hands and placed above her head and took him in a passionate kiss...
Tumhe pakar na khone ka junoon
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Asad kissed and kissed her like there is no tomorrow... Zoya too responded with equal passion, she pulled him closer and closer...
Mujhe nazron mein rakh lo tum kahin
Kehna yeh tumse hai...
Zoya was not less, she pushed him away, Asad smirked and lay down on the bed, he knew that what will come next, Zoya came on top of him and kissed him, she placed kisses on his neck and trailed down to the chest while Asad roamed his hand on her back and create havoc in her stomach...
Tumhe apna banane ka junoon
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Asad unhooked her blouse and Zoya stopped, she looked in his eyes, stare for a minute and continued her work on hand...
Rokna nahi mujhko
Zid pe aagayi hoon mai
Iss qadar diwanapan chadha...
Zoya was not in her senses, at start she always used to stop him, but when they ended up in a room, she used to adopt his passion...
Dekho na yahan aake
Mera haal kaisa hai
Tootke abhi tak na judda...
Asad had enough, he was dying to love her since he saw her in the party, and here she was enjoying her slow session, he rolled them and pinned her to the bed and took the lead...
Ab sambhalna nahi hai
Jo bhi hai wo sahi hai, aao na...
Zoya smiled at his eagerness, she loved him more when he used to behave rough and gentle at the same time...
Tumhe khud se milane ka junun
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Asad lift himself up and looked in her eyes, Zoya cupped his cheek and nodded her head in a YES... That was it, he got her permission and claimed her as HIS...
Mujhe rehne do apne paas hi
Kehna yeh tumse hai...
Zoya clutched the bed sheet and closed her eyes and felt like she was in heaven while Asad worshipped her body and showered her with all the love which he had for her...
Tumhe apna banane ka junoon
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Sarr pe hai, kab se hai...
Asad and Zoya snuggled in each other after hours of love making, their eyes were closed but they were awake... Asad's front was touching her back, his hands were on her bare waist while Zoya's hands were on his hands, he drew some circles on her waist and dropped some kisses on her neck...
'Asad' whispered Zoya... 'Hmm' he pulled her closer to him and nuzzled in her neck... 'I'm pregnant Asad' she told him... 'That's cool' he replied without realizing her words but in the next moment it hit him, he sat up abruptly... 'You are what?' asked Asad... Zoya too sat and put the quilt around her and faced him... 'I'm pregnant with our baby Asad' she told him and ruffled his hair... 'You are pregnant with our child, Oh My God... I can't believe Zoya, yeh sab kesy huwa I mean tumhe kesy pata chala or... Hey wait a second, let me talk to my baby' Asad was shocked at first but after her confirmation, he asked lots of questions in a single breath and before she can answer back, he laid her down on the bed and creased her abdomen... Zoya was in complete awe, she knew that he will be super happy but seeing his reaction, tears brimmed in her eyes and she thanked her Allah Miyan for sending him in his life... Zoya was lost in her thoughts when Asad dropped feather light kisses on her abdomen and brought Zoya out of her trance... 'Hi baby it's your father... Welcome my princess' he talked with his baby... 'Princess? No way Asad... It's a boy' she corrected him... 'No Zoya... It's a girl, haina princess' replied Asad... 'Mr. Khan mene kaha na beta hai' Zoya glared at him... 'Mene kaha na beti hai Mrs. Khan' he pecked her lips and silenced her... 'You know na I hate you when you call me Mrs. Khan... Apni hi biwi ko koi itna formal ho kar kesy bula sakta hai?' she said with annoyance visible in her tone... 'And you know I love you Mrs. Khan only... I feel like the luckiest man in the world because you belong to me and only me' he replied smilingly and came on top of her... 'So my possessive hubby is here haan' she wounded her arms around his neck... 'Thank you so much Zoya, I... I can't explain how much happy I'm... You made my day... No actually you made my life by marrying me Mrs. Khan' he replied honestly and pecked her lips... 'You don't need to thank me Asad, we were destined to be together, and we make it wonderful with our love, and now we have our baby, our symbol of love' she smiled shyly... 'So, Mrs. Khan we will fight on the gender of the baby later, let's celebrate our new found happiness Mrs. Khan' he teased her again... 'Aap KaBhi nahi sudhrenge' said Zoya... 'Never and Ever' he replied back and pulled the quilt over them...
124