AsYa SS: T.L.C. Chap 16, pg 100 - Page 6

Originally posted by: risingsea101

Thank Asad for saving Zoya from the pain

Anyways, loved it

Can't wait for the next part

Continue soon <3

Originally posted by: havokhotline

I'm serious, girl! This is the shizz :D And I mean that! You make my writing want to cry. :P

Originally posted by: arunsunita_gm

t was simply beautiful. Can't wait for the next part. Please update soon.

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Originally posted by: omg11apiz

That was just plain amazing! :D What a way to portray Asad caring for Zoya! Pls do update soon... this is really interesting! :)

Originally posted by: varshificat

U WRITE REALLY WELL👏 ... i'm oficially in

love with the writer in u 😉...😆 lol,

amaizing wrk dear , loved both the updates ... and loved

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Chapter 3

The gentle pressure of Asad's fingers was so soothing... Zoya could feel the pain in her lower back subside. But she was also feeling drowsy. She fought a tough battle but sleep overcame her in the end.

Asad checked his watch... it was quarter to ten... close to half hour since Zoya had taken her meds. He wondered if he should ask her how she was, but her even breathing suggested she was fast asleep.

He bent forward to confirm... careful not to disturb her. A lock of dark, silky hair had fallen across her face... He moved it ever so slowly to check if her eyes were shut... his finger trailing the path of her hair - from her lips to her cheek, till he tucked it back gently behind her ear. She stirred a little... he pulled his hand back and looked away.

She was beautiful... her dark, kohl-lined eyes, those gorgeous lips with a kissable pout... he hated to admit it but he had been mesmerized by her the first time he saw her at the dargah... and hadn't been able to get her out of his mind since. Of course, her annoying habits made the job more difficult... he couldn't decide what he felt about her...

Asad started to get up, but her hands were still on his lap, one palm clutching his knee. He wanted to move it but a soft moan from her had him reconsider walking out. She was probably still hurting.

Chiding himself, Asad decided to stay a while and massage her back. His fingers continued their slow, circular motion... and he heard her sigh, and move closer. Her breasts were snuggled against his right thigh. The camisole was of little use... she wasn't wearing a bra and he could see the slope of her breasts... and the slight swell of her nipples.

Heck! this was getting tough... especially with his mind wandering to forbidden territory... he had to stop looking at her... it was making the rest of his body only burn hot with desire.

Pushing out those hot, dirty thoughts out of his mind, he started to adjust the coverlet against her chest... Zoya moved in her sleep at that very movement and his left hand brushed against her breast. She felt so good... he wanted to cup her breast, and stroke her nipple... Taking advantage of a girl in her sleep was not his sort of thing... but for the first time ever, he wished it had been!

As Asad extracted his hand slowly, Zoya opened her eyes to find him staring awkwardly at her, one hand on the coverlet and the other continuing to work its magic.

"Sorry, did I wake you up?" he asked, sounding slightly uncomfortable. "Feeling any better?" he continued, clearing his throat, trying to gain composure. He stopped massaging her back and moved away a little.

Zoya eased her hold on his knee, and created some space between them, pulling the coverlet around her. She couldn't decide whether this was embarrassing or a dream come true... wait, what?! A dream come true??! Had she just thought that?

The look on her face reflected the turmoil in her mind, and Asad wasn't sure what to make of it. "Are you ok?" he asked again.

Zoya regained composure. "Yup, thanks so much... Mister..." She started to say, before he interjected, "Asad... call me Asad," and smiled at her. He seemed sort of embarrassed. Was this the same Akdu Ahmed Khan she'd been cribbing about earlier?

A smile lit up her pale face. "Asad... really... thank you," she repeated, and looked away, feeling shy for the first time in ages.

"Anytime... Zoya... " he replied, and her eyes flew up to his when she realized he'd used her first name, for the first time! He'd risen from the bed and was now half way to the door.

Trying to sound casual, he continued, "Now let's get some nutrition into you... would you like dinner in bed?" and almost bit his tongue when he realized what that last bit sounded like.

"Sure, only if you'll have it with me," she responded, flirting with him. She was feeling near normal now, the cramps and the back ache, a distant memory.

Oh, so she was back to being her impish self, and flirty! Hmm... and here he was worried about offending her sensibilities! Asad cocked an eyebrow and smirked, "Be careful what you ask for... Ms. Farooqui, you might get more than dinner!"

She giggled and threw a pillow at him in jest. He caught it and laughed, as he strode back to the bed and pretend-hit her with the pillow. She was up on her knees, and ready for him, armed with another.

As she hit him, Asad didn't fight back but just ducked under his pillow. He'd suddenly realized that it was only an hour since she'd been in so much pain.

Her blow was much harder than anticipated and he lost his balance, and landed flat on the bed, the pillow flying right out of his hand. Unaware that he was going to forfeit, Zoya had put all her strength into that one... and he took her with him as he fell.

He looked up at her sprawled against him... her breasts crushed against his chest, their legs entwined... the pillow in her hand... his arms around her waist, holding her secure.

They were both breathing hard... She tried to push him and look away, but he didn't relent. He could see the rapid tempo of her pulse at the base of her throat... she was as affected as he was... he wanted to see her eyes and confirm it for himself.

"Zoya, look at me," he said in a soft but firm voice. She turned slowly... her black eyes hidden by her lashes. "Zo.." he repeated, this time in a softer tone, still breathing ragged.

Their eyes met and they were both shocked to find raw, molten desire...

Chapter 4: A secret and a revelation

Originally posted by: crazy4KASH_AR

This ff is simply amazing.
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