(16+) AsYa SS: Summer love Chap 9 pg. 85 - Page 11

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Part 3: Fun with chocolate

The light breeze in the air at Dabolim Airport belied the fact that summer was in full swing. Asad loaded their luggage into the BMW while the ladies settled in the swanky car.

"Asad, do thank your friend Raoul for arranging the car," Dilshad spoke, ending the silence.

"Sure Ammi. By the way, you have a chauffeur in case you ladies want to head out by yourselves. If not, I'd much prefer to drive around. Goa mein drive karne ka mazaa hi kuch aur hai," Asad replied.

Zoya and Najma, who'd been chatting away until now, stopped their conversation mid-way. "Waise toh yeh bahut achchi car hai na bhai jaan," Najma remarked.

"Haan Najma," Asad glanced at his sister's face in the rear view mirror and responded with a smile.

"Mr. Khan... it must be awesome to drive? This... a stick shift?" Zoya enquired, her eyes seeking his in the mirror.

"Actually, it's an Automatic. You want to drive?" Asad held her gaze as he answered.

Dilshad who was seated quietly, turned instantly in surprise. What was happening here?!

Zoya was too stunned to respond, and continued to look at Asad in surprise. As Asad's sexy lips curved into an impish grin, she felt the heat soar several degrees! She instantly turned away, flicking her hair back so Asad wouldn't realize the effect he had on her.

Why was her heart thudding so hard? Asad had asked her if she'd like to drive...not if she'd like to... heck! Stop thinking crazy stuff Zo, she admonished herself mentally.

Asad mused. Zoya looked beautiful when she blushed. It was the fourth time in the last three days that she'd flushed in embarrassment when he'd talked 'nice' to her. Hmm... interesting.

Najma was in her element, as she recounted funny anecdotes of holidays past, which brought a smile to Asad's lips. Dilshad joined in occasionally but she was more preoccupied with noticing how often her son's focus on the road was diverted by Zoya's melodic laughter.

Asad was not himself and now she knew why. He looked like he was doing fine by himself, but she'd be happy to help just in case.

***

Vila Luxo was a beautiful property spread over 70 acres at Mobor Beach in South Goa and Zoya stood, hands on her hips admiring the scenic view. This was paradise!

Dilshad was feeling a wee bit tired and Najma decided to accompany her mother in the first buggy that arrived on the scene to escort them to their villa.

"Sorry Zoya beta, I'm going to rest a bit," Dilshad apologized. "You don't mind coming with Asad later, do you?"

Zoya tensed. "Nah Phuphi, I think I'll go for a walk if that's ok and take a buggy later?" Anything to avoid going with Asad.

Asad grinned to himself. Zoya was unsettled, perhaps it was too much, too soon? Watching the buggy in the distance, Asad spoke, "Zoya... are you ok? You seem stressed about something."

Yeah, right! Like he didn't know he was the cause of her distress! "I'd be ok if I wasn't so sleep deprived... a condition you made so much worse with those scorching glances on our way here..." Zoya blurted and then turned a deep red as she realized what she'd just said.

Asad tossed his head back in laughter. "So you can't get any sleep either, huh?"

Too embarrassed at her admittance, Zoya nearly sprinted, ignoring Asad's voice calling out to her.

In barely a minute, Asad caught up with her and spun her around, his grip on her arm, firm.

"Zoee, don't be angry. Look, I didn't mean to make you feel this way. And if it's any consolation, we're in the same boat," Asad said, his tone and expression, now serious.

He wasn't kidding. She looked up at his chocolate-brown eyes... the attraction in them was obvious.

"The last few days in Mumbai have been crazy," Asad carried on. "And not because I was missing Ammi or Najma... it's you." Shit! He'd said there, and now there was no going back! He was psyched on one level, but on another, relieved to have got this load off his chest. .

Zoya gasped as she heard his words. The grip on her arm had tightened. "Oww!" she exclaimed.

Asad let her go instantly, and their gazes fell to the imprints of his fingers on her arm.

"Sorry," Asad apologized instantly. "I've never felt this way about anyone before... I'm told they call it falling in love," as his eyes gauged her reaction.

Zoya focused all her attention on her arm, bidding time to conjure up a suitable response. She was thrilled but scared. It's not every day the man of your dreams admits you're the cause of his sleepless nights!

She cast a glance in Asad's direction. The man was nothing less than a Greek God. And he looked super hot in a while linen shirt and khaki shorts. She might have fallen for him sooner if they'd started off on the right note when she'd first arrived. Maybe God was giving them a second chance.

"Friends first?" she offered her hand to him and smiled. After all, what better basis for love than friendship!

"Friends and more," Asad replied, grinning as he took her slim hand in his. "Let's celebrate it tonight some ice cream, just the two of us... at ten, in the living room/"

Zoya nodded in response, and Asad beamed at her and linked his arm with hers, as they walked to the villa.

***

Asad and Zoya couldn't take their eyes off each other all evening, and it just got worse at dinner, as the time for their rendezvous neared.

It was quarter to ten, and Dilshad was ready to turn in. She'd sensed something was up between the two and it was probably a good idea to give them some time alone. Strangely, her daughter was oblivious to the fact and as Najma's mother, Dilshad felt she needed to step in.

"Najma, are you going to bed?" she asked as she bid them good night.

"Nah Ammi," Najma replied as flopped down on the couch and switched on the television. "Think I will watch some TV first."

Dilshad tried to catch Najma's gaze but the girl was too preoccupied with the program on telly. She sighed and headed to her room.

Asad looked worried momentarily but then he grinned. One glance at him, and Zoya realized he had something up his sleeve.

"Hey Tamatar... we're ordering some ice cream. You want some?" Asad asked his sister, as he dialed Room Service.

"Uh ho Bhai jaan... don't tempt me! You know how much I've had to watch my diet to get slim! Ice cream ka naam mat leejiye, mere saamne!" Najma grumbled as she got off the couch and headed to the room.

"I'll watch TV in my room so I don't get hunger pangs watching y'all enjoy the ice cream. Good night, you two!"

As they wished her good night, two bowls of dark Belgian chocolate sundae arrived. As they settled on the couch to enjoy it, Zoya marveled at Asad's ingenuity. He'd managed to drive his li'l sister out of the room without resorting to a ruse!

Leaning back into the cushion, she nodded her head side-to-side, smiling. "Tch, tch Mr. Khan... you did that on purpose didn't you, drove your li'l sister away?"

Asad arched his eyebrow, and gave her a sideways glance. "Now, why would I want to do that?" he queried, feigning innocence as he held out a spoon of the delicious ice cream in front of her.

On instinct, Zoya closed her mouth around it, and moaned in pleasure. "Sinful!" Uh oh... she'd need to be more careful about what she said! Images associated with the word she'd uttered just flashed in her mind. When she looked at the man beside her, the expression on his face mirrored hers. Gosh! Were they thinking the same thing?!

Asad smiled slowly. "I can think of equally sinful things that would be more gratifying."

Zoya blushed furiously and fumbled as she tried to scoop ice cream from her bowl. Some of it spilled onto the back of her hand.

Asad immediately put aside his bowl, and took away hers before lifting her hand. "If I may?" he requested and before she could answer, bent his hand down and flicked his tongue slowly over the skin crease linking her thumb and index finger.

Zoya shuddered and closed her eyes, sighing. Desire washed over her as she imagined his tongue working its magic on the rest of her body!

Part 4: Twisting by the pool

PMs tomorrow, it's late and high time I said good night and hit the sack!

hey now dats a beautiful part, and a beautiful start to their love. soo, both sailing in same boats, dat's good to know. their talk at the beach was nice. poor Zoe didn't realize wat she's speaking.(if Asad reads this, he would say SHE is NOT bechari). Asad is very smart, without doing anything he made Tamatar leave da room. and rest dat followed between AsYa was tempting. do cont soon, i'v loved this part.