AsYa SS: T.L.C. Chap 16, pg 100 - Page 34

Originally posted by: --Kriti--

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Originally posted by: hooriya93

Lovely story! Hmm Ayaan the villain interesting 😉

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Chapter 12: Temptation

Asad tossed and turned about in bed. He couldn't sleep knowing Zoya was just next door. What if he crept in to her room and checked on her? Was that appropriate? Heck! It was… after all they'd said and done, this was nothing... but it wasn't right…

He got up and headed to the window. Some fresh air might do him good.

He leaned against the wall and folded him arms across his chest… Man, how things could change overnight. Less than twenty four hours ago, he'd been contemplating pushing her away, and now, she was drawing him like a moth to a flame! No point in dallying around… maybe he'd just check if she was doing ok.

He strode out of the room and knocked on Zoya's door. There was no response. "Zo? You awake?" he whispered, careful not to wake his mother and sister. As liberal as Ammi was, doubt she'd like him canoodling with Zoya before they set a wedding date!

He turned away and then decided he'd just sneak a peek. Turning the knob slightly, he let himself in. Thanks God for a full moon and the neighbor's gate lights! Zoya's beautiful face was bathed in a white glow, her expression serene as she slept.

He noticed the discolored hickey on her neck and chided himself for what he'd said after he'd given her that. Nothing was going to take those words away! Maybe he'd kiss it better.

He leaned in and Zoya stirred and before he could move back, their lips touched for a fraction, and she sighed. Asad felt a stab of desire and threw caution to the winds as he took in her lips and sucked gently.

Zoya sighed into the kiss, and responded, unconsciously, clinging to his t-shirt. Asad framed Zoya's face to take in more of her, and she reciprocated, pulling him on top of her. Their torsos meshed, her womanly curves welcoming the pressure of his rock hard chest.

His body was sending him mixed signals… his brain telling him to move away, while every fibre in his being told him to stay. As he tried to ease away from her, her hold tightened and her eyes flew open.

"Asad?" she whispered. "You're real…" She touched his face with her hand, her fingers moving slowly over his cheekbones, outlining his lips.

He raised his eyebrows, amused.

"I thought I was dreaming, but I could taste you, feel you… and the scent of you, well it was all too real," she explained, still clinging to him, her breathing ragged.

Her eyes looked imploringly at his and she gulped in anticipation.

The action drew Asad's attention to her lovely neck… the rapid pulse at the base an indicator of her desire.

"Zoya… jaan… sorry I didn't mean to… I think we should stop. I don't want to take advantage of you… I just walked in to check…" Asad rasped, still holding on to her like she was the most precious thing.

He tried to move away, but she wrapped her arms around him and entwined her legs with his, locking him to her.

Their lower bodies touched, and his arousal nudged her abdomen… she gasped and a shiver ran through her. Their eyes locked.

Heck! He wanted her so bad! This is what he'd been afraid of, the day she'd walked in and their eyes had met. That crackle of attraction he'd felt and ignored till yesterday… when he'd realized it wasn't a one-way street.

"Zo… I didn't mean to sneak in on you like this. But you looked so lovely and I got carried away. This isn't right though," Asad said, finally.

The flash of hurt in her eyes was obvious but she masked it soon enough. "But it feels so right, Asad," she said in a flat tone, and let him go. "You're right though… we shouldn't. I don't know what got over me… it's never happened until… last night…"

Asad reached over and flicked on the night lamp. He moved off her till they lay side-by-side, facing each other. He wanted to leave but couldn't get himself to.

"I know jaan… I feel that way too," Asad put his hand around her waist to pull her into him. "Otherwise I wouldn't be here. I couldn't sleep… I couldn't stop thinking about you… I just wanted to touch you…"

His head rested on the crook of his elbow, while his eyes stayed fixed on her face.

Zoya blushed. So did she… and calling it touch, was putting it mildly. She reined in her wild imagination. "Then why don't you?" she whispered and lowered her gaze, scared to face his sexy eyes.

Asad inhaled sharply at her words. His fingers skimmed her back, his touch teasing her through the thin camisole. Enjoying the sensations that swept her body, she sighed and closed her eyes.

He continued his exploration of her back, moving up to a sensitive area… the back of her neck, as his eyes flitted over her body to gauge her response. Zoya moaned and leaned in to him.

His gaze moved downwards to the swell of her breasts that was somewhat concealed by her camisole, her nipples were straining against the fabric. He bent his head and flicked his tongue tentatively over one. She arched against his mouth and hissed, and he closed his mouth over it and rolled his tongue, as it stiffened further.

Zoya was losing control… she wanted to touch him too. Her hands that had until now gripped the coverlet moved up the hard planes of his torso. His t-shirt was no barrier… she palmed his chest, running her hands over his flat nipples, moving to rake his shoulders with her nails as she shuddered against his touch.

Asad groaned. He wanted more… and his fingers snaked through her camisole to feel the hot, moist skin on her back and pulled her closer. He nudged the front of her camisole aside with his mouth before nipping the swell of her breast lightly.

"Asad!" she gasped, amazed at the sensations coursing through her body. He stopped and raised his head, "Sorry… we're moving too fast?" he asked.

Zoya didn't know how to respond. She wanted him but…

Asad sensed her dilemma and smiled in understanding. He straightened her clothes and created some space between them and kissed her forehead.

"Let's just snuggle, okay?" he offered.

"That's okay with you? I mean…"

Zoya looked down at his pajamas that barely concealed the evidence of desire. Asad followed her eyes and as they worked their way up to his face, he grinned. She blushed under his scrutiny.

"Yeah, don't worry about me… nothing a cold shower can't cure," he explained, not even slightly embarrassed. He pulled her to him and sighed.

Zoya's blush deepened and she looked away. They lay there in each other's arms, content.

"Hey there's one thing you can do for me," Asad said lightly.

Her eyes flew to his.

"Kiss me good night? I need to get back to my room before Ammi wakes up at 5," he answered, and pointed his finger to his cheek.

She closed the distance between them and gladly gave in to his request. He kissed her back chastely and got off the bed, whispering "Good night" before he left the room, leaving her warm and mushy all over. Hmm… she could get used to this!

Awesome part.
ASYA's romance was soo amazing.
I had goosebumps all over my body.
You are a wonderful writer dear.
plz continue soon

Originally posted by: crazy4KASH_AR

Awesome part.
ASYA's romance was soo amazing.
I had goosebumps all over my body.
You are a wonderful writer dear.
plz continue soon

Love the language. Its like Im reading english fanfics. Its hard to find such language on this forum. Please continue :)

Originally posted by: misha93

Love the language. Its like Im reading english fanfics. Its hard to find such language on this forum. Please continue :)

Wow...that was Hot ☺️

Originally posted by: _Oishi_

Wow...that was Hot ☺️

U send me in AsYa's lala land ☺️

Your wriittng is so damn good... i am in love with your writing skill...loved all asya moments too..good

How I wish u update everyday 😆