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CHAPTER 13 One for ever.
ZOYA POV
"zoya you have to stop me now, otherwise i won't be able to...and i don't want to...I don't want to take advantage on you " he murmured painfully
"i don't want you to stop either.."
he looked at me intently "sure"
"i've never been more sure of anything till now."
"where were you all my life?" he asked huskily.
"waiting, and waiting for you."
She stared at him, as slowly he crossed the distance between them, and before she could even comprehend his lips were on hers. His hands cupped her petite waist, as he pulled her flush against him, and an unstoppable fire was set. In a moment, he pulled his lips back, slowly looking into her stunned eyes, and huskily and possessively whispered over her lips.
"you're mine only mine zoya, don't ever forget that."
"only yours"
And his lips were back over mine again. Fierce and smooth. He had long waited to feel the touch of her, the silkiness, the fragrance of her womanly mouth. Reluctantly as ever he left her lips again for a moment, looking up into her eyes and speaking softly, while his hands roamed around her back exploring each curve.
"Tell me you want this, or tell me stop zoya. Just tell me."
She looked up at him dizzy with his drug, wild, and all the feelings she had suppressed since the very first time they had met rolled out even before she could have a hold at it.
"I love you Asad. Time stood still every time she confessed and his heart stopped beating for a moment. Asad has never felt a more peaceful feeling than this. Happiness filled his heart, dissolving all the moments of restlessness and worries. Nothing ever seemed more beautiful than this one moment. The perfect moment.
His hand held the back of her head, as he brought it down, her lips again meeting his. Immediately, his lips hardened; in a heartbeat, their kiss turned into hot and ravenous. He was closer, and all of her senses leapt. Their lips parted; she hauled in a gasping breath. Before she could open her eyes, he took her mouth again, commanding, demanding, and ravaging her senses. His hand closed over her waist more firmly and in another moment, she was in his masculine arms, as he walked her to his room. HiS long, strong fingers sensually explored each curve of her body on the way. His lips coaxed the curve of her lips, drinking in pure ecstasy. He pushed her against the door. Her breaths heaved, the smell of sweat and wet breathless mingled in the room's atmosphere. His hand moved up to unzip her dress, and her body shivered, as it collided with the cool air, as her naked flesh was exposed till deep down the hip bone of her back. He moved back. Lips parting, inhaling long deprived air. Her head hung down against his chest. Her fingers, small delicate smooth fingers, clutching his wet shirt firmly.
His gaze roamed, intently, over each glistening inch of her skin. The wetness, sensual and gleaming impeccably at him. His body no more had control.
"ZOYAAA" his hands traced the smoothness of her thighs, fingers burning and aching intensely. His mind was clogged, blocking all thoughts, every remnant of consciousness. His legs began to ache. A tension gripped every fiber of his body. His hand, tracing, memorizing every curve of her body, enticing, and ravaging her senses. His hand reached her back, pulling down her saree, and his teeth pulled down her straps, and in another moment the dress fell off. She looked into his eyes, dizzy and soft, and all she could see was the blatant naked hunger; desire elevating to heights of madness.
His eyes seared her innocence. He closed the very little gap between their aching hot bodies, and whispering as deadly husky as ever his hands pushed her deeper against the wall.
"I want you so much that i'm afraid i'll break you into pieces."

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