(16+) AsYa SS: Summer love Chap 9 pg. 85 - Page 25

Originally posted by: Laila2009

Totally agree. He's simply delicious - a total charmer...totally -yum! Yep, we're shameless.😆

Originally posted by: raii

loved it!!

Part 5: Never let you go'

Asad's prayers for restraint were answered but not in a way either of them would have wanted.

"Bhai jaan, Zoya... Aap log kya...?!!" Najma's shocked voice was far more effective than any cold shower he could have hoped for!

His fingers were wrapped around Zoya's hand, the one that was near his shorts. He hadn't realized that his other arm was still around her waist.

Zoya blushed and tried to pull away, but acting like nothing had happened wasn't Asad's style. There was nothing to be ashamed of.

He let go of Zoya's offending hand but pulled her to his side, like it was perfectly normal for him to have Zoya in his arms. His slanted glance confirmed she'd blushed a deeper shade, and her dazed look suggested she was confused about how he'd talk them out of this one!

"Hey Najma, good you're back! Want to join us in the pool?" Asad asked nonchalantly, ignoring her question. "Ammi kahaan hai?"

Najma didn't know how to react. He was her big brother, and she couldn't possibly bully him for an answer... but something was up between Zoee and bhai jaan for sure!

She nodded, "Sure, I'll go change. Ammi's met some old college mate, imagine of all places in Goa!"

Then it struck her. She could ask Zoya! "Zoee, are you ok? You're looking really flustered!" she enquired with concern.

Before Zoya could respond, Asad spoke. "Yeah, actually she was feeling a bit faint, right Zoya?"

Zoya feigned giddiness and held her hand to her head, leaning into Asad for support. God! She wanted to wrap herself around him! And murder him perhaps... the things he made her do!

"Zoya, think you can manage getting out of the pool by yourself?" he asked, loud enough for Najma's ears.

Just as Zoya started to nod 'Yes' Asad literally took matters into his hands, scooped her and deposited her gently on the edge.

"Najma, get her a towel," he instructed his little sister who ran to obey his order!

Asad settled beside Zoya while Najma offered to get some water from the kitchen.

"So... Zoya... I think we've established that this friends-first clause isn't going to work. I've wanted you for a while now, and thought I'd be the one have trouble laying off, but didn't imagine it would be-uh-reciprocal," Asad whispered conspiratorially. "It's sure going to be tough now."

Zoya blushed again and gazed up at him, as she wrapped the towel around herself. He looked so smug, she wanted to knock his socks off, figuratively!

"Well Asad, can't blame a girl! I mean who could keep their hands off that hot body?!" she purred, and winked, a wicked smile slowly lighting up her face.

Asad was stumped, to say the least! Why! His Ms. Farooqui was turning out to be quite a revelation in many ways!

Grinning, he leaned into her. Just then Dilshad cleared her throat and the two of them sprang apart!

Zoya wanted to jump into the pool and hide herself from Phuphi in shame! Asad was the first to recover. "Ammi, umm... how long have you been here?"

Dilshad smiled. "Long enough, beta," an all-knowing glint in her eyes as she walked towards them and kneeled down, enveloping them in a hug. "I was wondering how long it'd take for you to realize how you felt about her. I take it you got a chance to speak yesterday?"

Asad and Zoya stared at Dilshad in surprise and then at each other. This time, Asad joined Zoya when she blushed.

"So I gather it's mutual?" Dilshad enquired, the question not directed at either. But the affirmative nods that came instinctively to both, answering her question without doubt.

Their eyes locked. Zoya's demure look was getting Asad hot and bothered again. Now that Ammi was in on it, there was no point in dilly-dallying.

"Zoya- I'd like to ask you something," he spoke up, after clearing his throat.

Her eyebrows creased in curiosity, Zoya turned to Dilshad for a clue but got just a smile in return.

Asad jumped into the water and she turned to find him, looking up at her, his arms on either side of her legs. She blushed. Such intimacy in front of Phuphi! What was Mr. Khan upto?!

"Zoya, if you're okay with it, I'd like to speak to your Jiju and Aapi about us. But first, Zoee, my jaan, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" his eyes held hers, as he stood in the water, his torso against her legs, his chin resting on her knees.

Before Zoya could respond, Najma screamed, "Yes!! Please say yes! I knew something was up!!"

Zoya turned towards a beaming Najma who was jumping in joy. Seems like the Khan siblings had a habit of speaking on her behalf, something she would have to set right when she... Realizing where her thoughts were leading she blushed.

The gentle pressure of Asad's hands drew her attention back to the man who was waiting expectantly, for her answer.

She smiled coyly, and said, "Yes, I'd love to be Mrs. Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan."

Phuphi hugged her first and then Najma. Just as she was recovering, Dilshad said, "Asad, she's all yours!" and on cue, Asad pulled her into the water for a tight hug, towel et al.

She shrieked in surprise, as Najma and Dilshad looked on. Najma couldn't stop grinning, and then Dilshad said, "Ok, we're not going to stay around... y'all need space. Najma, let's not become kabab mein haddis!"

As his mother and sister retreated, Asad nudged Zoya to the pool's edge and cupped her face, his lips prying hers open hurriedly to explore her mouth with his tongue.

Zoya wrapped the towel around them both. This felt so right! She wrapped her legs around his hips, as their bodies meshed, without inhibition.

Asad moved his hand to cup her derriere, and pulled her closer to his arousal. "See Ms. Farooqui, that's what you do to me. I'll die in frustration, if we aren't married soon enough!"

Zoya's heart thudded. The heat of him was intense, scorching! She gasped. She wasn't sure if he was teasing her, but she responded earnestly, "Do we have to... hmm... wait?"

Asad pondered feigning seriousness. "Jaan, it'd be the right thing, wouldn't it? I don't want to rush you," as he nuzzled her ear.

"No, you aren't... trust me. I believe there's other ways of umm... releasing the tension?" Zoya whispered urgently.

Realizing she hadn't caught on, Asad decided to string her on a bit longer. He loved this naughty side to Zoya!

"Hmmm, tell me, what are these other ways?" Asad asked, his breath fanning her neck, struggling to conceal his laughter.

"Oh, I hear..." and that's when she caught onto him! Like Mr. Khan didn't know... pfft!

She shoved him away from her and pouted, and Asad burst out laughing. "Zoe! Sorry but you're too cute hon!"

She tried not to smile back.

"Forgive me jaan! I'll make it up to you tonight... maybe show you some ways?" Asad said in a low sexy voice that had her trembling with need, and made her think of slow, sensual lovemaking.

Part 6: Losing self control

Folks,

I'm extending it by a chapter or two - if you guys want to see the wedding. Please leave a comment here and let me know.

Thanks,

Dee

Its brilliant. Do continue soon

Originally posted by: _Oishi_

Wow...amazing..loved it soo soo much

Asad is so naughty..well zoya is no less...ROFL

This FF is so good..dont want to let it go

ofcourse want more parts of it..and wedding..ofcourse ☺️