Part 24
Razia's dress:
Iqtiaar: We'll be downstairs in just two minutes Maddy.
Maddy: Sure!
Iqtiaar put the phone down and cupped Razia's face in his palm to make her look into his eyes. Razia looked into her husband's eyes which were filled with just love for her. But she ached to hear it from him just once, that he loved her... and she could spend the rest of her life with just that. Those three words were like the only possible medicine to heal her bleeding heart. Just once!
Razia's left hand slightly held his collar and she tip toed to take in his lower lip in and kiss him senseless. Iqtiaar gave in to her as his hands encircled her slim waist and travelled up her naked back to reach the nape of her neck. He fisted in her long tresses and tilted her head to deepen the kiss. He just couldn't have enough of her. Razia's hands urgently pulled the jacket collar and then got it off his torso as she threw it off to some corner of their room. Her hands confidently and firmly moved over his back when Iqtiaar suddenly pushed her on to the bed with him hovering over her. Their lips left each other just for a few seconds after which Iqtiaar again found his wife's rosy lips. Razia struggled restlessly as she pushed her heels off her feet and pulled herself comfortable over the bed.
Iqtiaar by now had her dress unzipped and his lips slowly sliding down her neck to the color bones down to the softness which was dangerously revealed to him just above the bra cup. Razia pressed her lips together as she arched to give him more access. Her palm, which had his silver tie rolled over, fisted into his hair as she pulled his face more into her. She didn't know what it was about this moment that she didn't remember, see, hear, smell or feel anything other than him. Iqtiaar's hand firmly travelled down her naked thigh and then on to the skin stoking when he rolled her leg up over his waist. Razia's hands almost ripped the buttons of his shirt restlessly and pulled it off his torso when the intercom in the room again started ringing. With his one arm still under cotton Iqtiaar picked up the phone using one and Razia pulling out the shirt off the other arm.
Iqtiaar: ten minutes! He said on the phone.
That very moment Razia felt his arousal touch her sensitive spot and was ready to scream when Iqtiaar put his palm over her mouth and banged the cordless phone down.
JY: Hello? Hello Donny? He answered but it was too late! Confused he looked over to his friends sitting in the hall. Laila seeing JY confused asked: What?
JY: He just said ten minutes and cut the call! Laila: huh? While Laila too was confused to hear such an answer from Donny, all Nassir and Fatima could do was to exchange a look and try and hide their smiles as if they hid a guilty secrete.
Iqtiaar: Shh! He whispered into her ear with his hand still over her lips. We have to be downstairs.
Razia's hands over his naked back dig into the flesh as she expressed her disagreement. She just wanted to be with him at the moment and nothing else mattered. Iqtiaar lowered himself a bit and pressed his arousal more into her making her bite into his palm moaning uncontrollably.
Iqtiaar: That's what you do to me! He said snuggling into her licking and kissing the love bites on her neck. The last thing I want to do is to go downstairs leaving you like this. You shouldn't have worn this dress today! He said kissing her once again. We've to be downstairs in ten minutes. Get ready! And he kissed her forehead one last time.
***
Iqtiaar came downstairs calm and composed warmly hugged his friends apologizing for being late.
Nassir: So the tradition continues... He said winking at Iqtiaar making him look sternly back at his friend.
Laila: Well seriously Donny when did you start behaving like Nassir... the late tag has been copyright by Nassir, isn't it? She said standing to her full height wearing a gorgeous animal print dress.
Nassir: Well Laila darling, the Late tag is a right every newly married man enjoys, isn't it Donny? He said with his one arm round Iqtiaar's shoulder almost patting him on the back giving him a cheeky smile. Fatima giggled sitting back on the couch in her cocktail short evening dress.
Iqtiaar: Okay enough now! Where's Atign Miya?
JY: Actually Zaroon and Chanda would be picking him up... they should be on their way. Just then the door bell rang and Maddy opened the door welcoming the three of them. Atign came in to hug Iqtiaar and pat him on the back appreciating like always. He just felt like doing so every time he met him... because he very well knew the hard work and effort Iqtiaar had put in all these years. Zaroon came in quite relaxed and much more informal as he was just coming back home! Chanda followed the two smiling at the same time hesitating a bit, but Iqtiaar hugged her warmly and made her feel relaxed introducing her to Nassir and Fatima. Chanda wore a parrot green knee length dress and went and sat comfortable next to Fatima and Laila. Chanda and Laila immediately went on talking about the wedding ceremonies and telling Fatima about all the interesting incidents during their stay in Delhi.
Razia had tried her best... but still wasn't too satisfied with her makeup skills to hide the bite marks on her neck and column bones. Her dress was a strapless one and thus Razia contemplated whether to change or not. But it would take just too much time, therefore she quickly put some more makeup on her neck and then dug in her cupboard to find a light purple / white scarf and she tied it round her neck.
Razia: Fashion disaster! She murmured to herself but then just let it be.
Razia walked down the stairs gracefully and went on to greet the men who sat together in one end of the hall. Iqtiaar introduced her to Atign and she warmly shook hands with him saying a Hello. She asked Zaroon if he had already given the gift Shazia Aapi had sent for Atign, to which Atign intervened and said that indeed Zaroon had given him Shazia's gift and he himself would call her to thank her. Razia smiled warmly and excused herself to go to the Kitchen where the ladies had gone to help Maddy out a bit.
Razia: Sorry girls! Sorry Maddy, Sorry I am late! Good to see you Chanda. She apologized and hugged Chanda while Laila and Fatima looked at her weirdly.
Razia: What? She asked noticing them both staring at her.
Laila: Razia are you feeling alright? I mean are you tired or something? She asked with her voice full of worry.
Razia: No! I am absolutely fine, why do you say so?
Fatima: What's with the scarf? The fashion designer asked seeing such a disaster.
Razia: huh?
Laila: The scarf, Razia? Why are you wearing it?
Razia: Oh I think it looks nice, doesn't it? She said smiling brightly and enthusiastic.
Laila: No it doesn't! She replied bluntly to which Fatima slapped her arm.
Fatima: It's okay Laila... If she wants to wear it so it's okay! Razia may I have a word with you please? She took her to a side and said.
Fatima: The reddish mark is visible on your shoulder. Razia stunned immediately looked over and tried to pull her scarf down. Don't do that! The marks on your neck are worse, she said almost blushing. Razia just bit her lip and closed her eyes embarrassed. Fatima almost chuckled and then hugged Razia.
Fatima: Aww its okay! Don't worry... I'll tell you a lot of makeup tips to hide these. She said winking at her. And I am sure you'll need loads of these now, as you are going to your honeymoon!
Razia: Honeymoon?
***
Iqtiaar: Honeymoon? He asked as Nassir stood in front of him with an envelope.
Nassir: Yes this is your wedding gift from my and Fatima's side for you both.
Iqtiaar: but...
Atign: Ah! No ifs and buts Iqtiaar! You cannot say no!
Iqtiaar: I am not saying no but...
Laila: But what Donny? The ladies entered back into the hall Iqtiaar once again stared at his wife looking deep into her eyes. Razia just somehow knew what he wanted and nodded smiling back.
JY: but what? He asked wanting Iqtiaar to continue.
Razia: we have a condition! She said walking up to her husband and standing with her hand in his arm.
Nassir: Condition?
Fatima: Condition??
Zaroon: Condition????
Iqtiaar: Yes!
JY: Speak up!
Iqtiaar: the condition is that we'll all go to where ever you guys are planning to take us.
Nassir: What?
Laila: What?
Zaroon: WHAT????
Razia: yes!
JY: Excellent! He said completely amused by the weird condition???
Fatima: What the hell are you saying Donny?
Iqtiaar: You heard it!
Nassir: HE's lost it!
Laila: THEY have lost it!
Chanda: And if we all don't agree?
Razia: Then simple... I and Iqtiaar are pretty comfortable here you see.
Nassir: Fine we'll come *Fatima gave him a look* but there are certain surprises planned for you both WHICH you both have to promise us that you won't refuse on the trip!
Iqtiaar looked at Razia and then said: That's sounds okay!
Fatima: Deal?
Iqtiaar and Razia: DEAL!
JY: Okay then so let's call the travel agent and ask him to book seven more tickets?
Atign: Wait, Wait, Wait I am not going!
JY: Atign Miya?
Atign: Arre what would I do amongst all of you... And I am any ways going to Germany next week so... not possible.
JY: Okay then six more tickets?
Fatima: Yeah!
Razia: where are we going by the way? She asked looking confused.
Iqtiaar: Kenya! He whispered in her ear.
***
It was Monday morning and Razia was busy packing the luggage while Iqtiaar was on the phone with Atign Miya giving him all the details of the case and told him that for all his other pending work and client details he had briefed Ali. Razia went in Zaroon's room and asked him if he needed anything but Zaroon was nearly done and told Razia that he would shortly be sending Jean Paul to get the suitcases downstairs. Razia repeated her visit in the guest room as well, where Chanda was busy with Maddy getting her luggage out.
Iqtiaar and Zaroon came downstairs and this time Chanda had to be on phone busy cancelling all her appointments for the next two weeks. Everyone quickly went in the car park and sat in the respective cars off to the Airport. Razia was super excited; she had never been to Africa before... and for her honeymoon well that seemed even more exciting. She looked over towards Iqtiaar who was still busy on phone with Nassir just making sure if everything was finally done. Iqtiaar finished the call and turned to Razia smiling who wore a crme com gold blouse and a chocolate colour skirt.
Iqtiaar: Hmm... Everything perfect! Nassir, Fatima and Laila have reached Heathrow and JY in on his way.
Razia smiled at him and cuddled more as Iqtiaar moved his hand over her shoulder. She kept her head over his shoulder and kissed his jaw lightly. The duo reached Heathrow and from there in went inside along with Zaroon and Chanda where they met the other two waiting couples. The friends met and greeted each other and Zaroon used his opportunity to tease JY.
Zaroon: So JY, I hope you made sure Bhai and Bhabhi Jaan are booked on the same flight this time?
JY gave him a cheeky smile and replied back: Well Zaroon, that wasn't possible anyways because they both aren't booked on any flight...
Laila: WHAT? JY have you decided to commit suicide?
JY: Relax Laila and for once listen to me. We couldn't have got all of us booked on a flight at such a short notice so I had to...
Zaroon: I had to what??? He asked in complete bewilderment at JY's idiocy.
Iqtiaar: Schedule our private jet for this vacation travel. Ah! I mean honeymoon travel... he said looking into his wife's eyes who stood next to him with her hand in his arm.
Razia: private jet?
Iqtiaar: Yes! After all its Razia Iqtiaar Ud-din Mallik's honeymoon; it has to be the most special of all. He said winking at her.
Nassir: Guys can we all please proceed to board the aircraft now?
***
As Razia entered the jet, she saw first chamber which was mainly used by Iqtiaar for client meetings etc. She smiled at him as he stood just behind her and then followed Nassir further. The next door led to the lounge space of Mallik private jet where Laila and Zaroon had already settled themselves and Nassir was helping Chanda to store her handbag.
Iqtiaar: Like it? He whispered in her ear.
Razia smiled back at him: of course! But I thought you only used this jet for professional purposes. Iqtiaar raised an eyebrow at her. Then how come you decided on this for this trip?
Iqtiaar: You seem to know a lot about me Mrs. Mallik. How do you know that I have only used this private jet for professional purposes till date, let alone that I do own one?
Razia: Ah! She suddenly felt herself becoming speechless as she looked into his deep boring eyes. I am your legally wedded wife Mr. Mallik, remember? She said winking at him.
Iqtiaar wasn't too convinced with that answer of hers. Lately he had been noticing how she knew every possible thing about him which hardly anybody would know. It was possible that people would know those things about him but every damn thing it seemed almost impossible. He was going to ask her how when suddenly he heard JY voice behind him.
JY: Mr. and Mrs. Mallik do you mind giving us way? He said clicking his fingers in front of both their faces which made even Fatima giggle as she stood next to JY waiting for the couple to move.
Razia embarrassed moved towards the side and let JY and Fatima enter the lounge area. Iqtiaar: Razia? He was about to continue when Fatima unintentionally dragged Razia along with her. Iqtiaar sighed and then went in to sit with everyone. As everyone discussed the itinerary that too in an extremely weird fashion just to make sure that Iqtiaar and Razia didn't get to know anything about their honeymoon, Jean Paul came in to announce that the lunch was ready. (God Iqtiaar can be simply impossible sometimes... he's taking Jean Paul on his honeymoon???)
In the dining room, Razia was completely taken aback with the size of this aircraft. What on earth made people have an aircraft of this scale all by themselves?
After a long chatty lunch everyone decided on watching a movie. They all sat together in the lounge watching the movie, but Razia was rather feeling too unwell due to her motion sickness problem. She had her head rested on Iqtiaar's shoulder, as he slightly caressed and massaged her arms in the dark chamber.
Iqtiaar: Do you want to sleep for some time? He whispered into her hair. Razia feeling sleepy and dizzy just nodded her head against his chest. In the darkness of the room Iqtiaar quietly took Razia away into the last chamber of the aircraft which was his bedroom.
Razia was really feeling too sick. She had had this problem ever since childhood, and now she wondered how she's going to go through the whole trip with this extreme motion sickness. Razia hoped that they wouldn't be travelling much in the aircraft as this always worsened while she travelled in an airplane. She almost tripped next to the door of the bedroom when Iqtiaar conveniently picked her up in his arms and led her in. He placed her on the bed and tucked her in the bed.
Iqtiaar: rest for some time, I'll be outside. He kissed her forehead and turned to leave. But something made him stop. He didn't know what, but a strong pull made Iqtiaar lock the knob other way round instead of turning it to leave. He locked the door and turned back pulling his jacket off and joining his wife into the bed.
Razia had her face the other side and her eyes closed when she felt his strong and warm arm around her waist onto her tummy. His head buried in her hair smelling in her smell and slowly he licked her ear lobe trailing kisses down her neck. Iqtiaar pulled open the bow of her blouse on her shoulder with his teeth as his fingers dug into her belly and his hold grew strong. And uncontrollable moan escaped her lips and she fisted into the pillow.
Razia slowly moved her head to look at him and into his deep hungry eyes. He wanted her so badly that perhaps he himself didn't know. Ever since she had started responding and especially shown her need for him too, his needs were on a different level all together.
Iqtiaar: I want to show you something!
Razia: What? She asked turning around in his arms.
Iqtiaar had pressed a button on the bedside when suddenly Razia felt a screen from the roof top of the chamber shifting and a glass roof emerging revealing the beautiful skyline. It was magic or rather something she could never even dream of. They were god knows how many feet up in the sky the view she had of all the beautiful stars was breath taking.
Razia: Oh my god! This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life.
Iqtiaar: True, you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life, he whispered looking at her face. Razia for a minute stilled and then turned to look at her husband. His eyes clearly expressed his state of mind.
Razia: Thank you, she whispered cupping his face in her left hand. Iqtiaar brought her face more towards him and kissed her forehead.
Iqtiaar: You are the most beautiful woman in this world. He whispered caressing her cheek with the tip of his nose as Razia invariably closed her eyes. My woman... she dug her nails into his chocolate brown shirt as he kissed her jaw saying the last bit. She slowly opened her eyes to dare and look back at him and dared to kiss him back at the corner of his lips following the ritual. Razia: I am only yours!
Iqtiaar took her hand and interlocked their fingers bringing her arm up to his lips and he slowly trailed his kisses all the way up her arm. He gave her deep, lustrous wet kisses all the way up her shoulder finally burying his face into her hair nibbling on to her color bones. Razia hugged him back fisting in his hair as she tried to bring him closer to her. She struggled to get her leg in between his but her skirt didn't allow her of that bit of proximity. Iqtiaar's hand reached the back of her skirt and unzipped it making it easier for Razia to slip her feet in between his.
He cupped her back curves pushing her more into him. Iqtiaar moved his face to angle with hers and took in her lips for a passionate hot kiss. His weight forced her lie down on her back with him on top of her. Iqtiaar with his knee moved her legs apart with her skirt rolled up her waist and settled himself in between. Razia bit his shoulder when she felt his hardness touch her sensitive spot shielded by the lace panties. As he moved his torso down to take in her lips again, the movement made their private parts rub against each other igniting a passion they had never felt before.
Razia: I want you... the words escaped in between the moan as she arched into him rubbing her hardened nipples against his rock hard chest. Her hands reached the collar of his shirt as she almost ripped open the shirt and slipped her hands on to his back pulling him closer and kissed him thoroughly. Iqtiaar could feel the pleasure and ecstasy in that kiss of hers. He had never felt her being so very happy. Maybe this honeymoon would give his Razia back to him completely. But he wanted her more than this. He was being tormented; the feel of her sensitivity against his hardness was making his blood rush in his veins. He wanted so much more but didn't know how she would respond or whether she was even ready for it. Iqtiaar lowered himself and pushed his erection on to her. Razia arched even more into him which gave him confidence to start rubbing on to her sensitivity over the lace cloth without actually removing his pants. Razia curled her toes almost pulling off the bed sheet as felt elated into the heaven. Razia wrapped her naked legs around his pelvis to push him more into her which only made Iqtiaar's movement become harder and stronger. Razia cupped his face and made him look into her dizzy eyes; His sweaty hair falling over his forehead just above his emerald bottomless eyes. Iqtiaar caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and held her chin, pulling it up slightly and then bending down to kiss her once again. Razia moaned into his lips when she felt his movement becoming even stronger and powerful. She didn't realize when his dominance had started to take over his unknown love and she felt her horrid past take over her. She felt herself going rigid and mute all of a sudden, her hands lifelessly dropped over the bed spread and a lone tear flowing down her left eye.
Next: Nairobi - Iqtiaar's dinner surprise for Razia!
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Aks ka chap very nice and hot,bechari Fatima sabne majak udaya uska
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Originally posted by: princess200
did they...do it ??? or almost did it ??😳
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