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Part 2
"Mmm! Oh God, this is amazing!" Zoya moaned as she bit into yet another huge chunk of the chocolate she was holding, causing Asad to tighten his grip on the wheel. Her constant moans of satisfaction were making it increasingly difficult for him to drive. All he wanted to do, was to stop the car and kiss her senseless or maybe something even hotter. He glanced at her and immediately regretted it as he saw her licking her fingers slowly, making noises which were getting too much for him to bear. Asad shifted in his seat, trying hard to control the desire he now felt growing rapidly in his lower body.
"Can't you just eat that thing quietly?" he asked her, praying that she would understand what he meant and stop that innocent little torture of hers.
"What's the point of eating a chocolate if you can't enjoy it completely? You wouldn't know that, obviously, because you're too busy maintaining those six-packs of yours" she retorted, with her mouth full of chocolate. Asad sighed and continued driving, knowing that it was no use telling her anything. He sped up, wanting to reach home as soon as he could, before he did something stupid.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Khan!"Zoya called happily, once they were home. Asad nodded in acknowledgement and turned to leave when he heard a dull thud from behind him, causing him to turn around.
"Bloody he-" Zoya started and bit her lip to stop herself from swearing out loud, as she massaged her forehead. She'd walked straight into the wall beside her door because of the insufficient lighting and her own clumsiness.
"Language, please. What happened?" Asad asked her, his voice hardening at her choice of words.
"Nothing. I bumped my head, that's all". Asad squinted in the darkness and made his way towards her room, where he saw her form silhouetted beside the door.
"You okay?" he asked her, replacing her hand with his own and massaging her forehead, gently. She felt her nod in response. "Can't you see where you're going?" he said, looking at her as his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness. The faint light coming from outside the kitchen made it easier for him to look at her. Bits of chocolate still clung to the sides of her mouth, which was now slightly open. Asad's body screamed to be pushed against her soft one, wanting to feel every inch of her.
"It was too dark" she replied, licking her lips as she felt his heated gaze on them. And that did it for Asad. He slammed his lips down on hers, crushing her to himself as the desire he had been fighting to control for the past half an hour, took over. He felt Zoya's hand clutch at his t-shirt, near his waist as she responded fully to his kiss. Asad turned her so that she was now trapped in between his body and the wall and ran his tongue over her bottom lip, tasting the chocolate that clung to it. He almost lost it when he felt Zoya open up, allowing him to taste her fully. Her hands glided up his arms, shoulders and finally slid into his hair, drawing him closer still. She tugged at his bottom lip with her teeth, earning a deep growl from him which made her insides melt. She pushed herself against him, badly needing to feel him where she wanted him the most. One of his hands caressed her back while the other knotted in her hair and angled her head. Both of them fought for control, neither stopping till the need for oxygen was undeniable. Asad finally broke the kiss and touched his forehead to hers, their breaths mingling with each other as they struggled to breathe normally.
"Wh-what was that, Mr. Khan?" Zoya finally asked him, still dazed due to the kiss. Her voice broke Asad out of his haze as realization dawned on him. What had they done? What had he done? He immediately let go of her, backing away as if she'd burned him and turned away, not wanting to believe that he'd been the one responsible for such inappropriate behaviour.
"Mr. Khan? Wait! I-"
"Go to your room" he bit out, his hands balling into fists as he recalled their kiss. "Now". Thankfully, Zoya left without a word, deciding not to push him too far. Asad went to his room and slammed the door shut, rubbing his temple in frustration and disbelief.
"That girl is going to be the death of me" he muttered before grabbing a towel and heading off to the bathroom for a much needed cold-shower.
Sorry for such a short update! didn't have much time as it's monday... everyone knows how pathetic mondays are... đ Do tell me what you thought of it!!! i LOVE reading your comments!!! đł
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