"Ya kya nange punge ho kar gum rahe ho!"she quickly closed her eyes and turned around,sighing exasperatedly on seeing him without a shirt on and only in his black vest.
"Aree garmi ke wajah se shirt utara hai main.."he chuckled .Aaliya started making the dough,well aware of his presence behind her-so very close, that she could actually feel heat radiate from his body.Aaliya's back stiffened as she felt him nuzzle her hair and place his hand on her shoulder. Zain breathed in through her luscious cascade of brown hair-she was so close to him,after one year of agonizing wait.
"jaldi se shirt pehen lo-mujhe yeh sab bilkul pasand nahi.."she whipped around to face him-"Maan jao mamu ki bhanji ki tum aaj bhi mujhe aise bina shirt ke dekhna pasand karti ho..."Zain thought to himself and smiled impishly.
She was slowly retreating back and he moved forward,their faces inches apart.his eyes transposed what his lips couldn't say.There was a glint of mischief in the,as he cornered her near the door leading to a small restroom adjacent to the kitchen of the dhaba.
"Dekho yeh meri dhaba hai-main yeh s-sab bardash nahi karungi...naukri se nikaal dungi..."Aaliya stuttered,as her breath caught in the throat.His proximity played havoc to her senses,jumbling up the impulses that her brain was ending her.She cursed herself-how he still managed to affect her and make her desperate enough o want to kiss him senseless!And he would probably even enjoy that!-Moron!'she thought to herself.
"Pata hai madam...'he whispered back...
"yeh kya kar rahe ho...Zain...dhaba hai yeh...zain..."she gasped as her back hit the doorframe.
"Kuch bhi to nahi---aur isme burai kaisi?"He chuckled,bringing his mouth close to her ears.Aaliya elt her anger vanish as he trapped her between the door and himself,by placing his arms beside her.She felt his warm breath tickle her skin,his lust filled smouldering gaze put her core on fire-heer chest heaved against his...his nose touched the tip of her..his musky scent mixed with sweat,tantalized her senses,Aaliya couldn't take it anymore.
She pushed him away,only to fall back into his armsand he pulled her flush into his chest.He cupped her face..there were tears in his stormy eyes-but Aaliya knew that if she stared a bit longer she'd end up regretting it..."Ek saal..ek saal se iss din ke liye miane wait kar raha tha-ki kab tum phirse meri bahon mei hogi-kitna miss kiya tmhe.."his voice was quivering.
"Kyun?Tumne hi toh chaha than a ki main tumse aur tumhari zindagi se bauhat door chali jao-phir.."
"Mere gunaho ko sazah main pichle ek saal se bhugat raha hoonAaliya"maaf kar do"tum jo kahogi main who karne ke liye tyaar hoon..but please mujhe chood ke mat jao.."
"Yaad hai Zain jab main aise hi tumse bheek mangi thi-----humare rishte ki bheek..kaha tha ki mujhe talaaq mat do Zain"par tumne kya kiya? Tumne meri ek nahi suni..."
"Aaliya -tum kya ek hi galathi dobara dohrana chahti ho..."clutching onto his shirt ,Aaliya broke down as his words hit her conscience.her body shok with dry racking sobs as he held her tightly in his arms..."Aaliya yahan dekho..."he lifted up her face..She hesitantly looked up at him.the swirls of emotions she saw there made her gasp-lust and desire,longiness and love.However,before she could ponder about it further,he yanked her to him and covered her mouth with his in a hungry kiss.As their lips crushed together,she felt as if she was walking on ice...it was pure magic..And for amoment everything ceased to exist..they were th only one in their world.
Aaliya moaned and curled her fingers in his hair,tugging at his,as he traced the cove of her neck with his lips,his beard brushing against her sensitive skin and sending tingled down her body.She was sure she would fall,and as if he got the message,he tightened his grip on her waist and pressed her closer.
"PSsttthhhzzz..."the pressure cooker whistled,pulling them apart.A crimson hue spread across her features,as she adjusted her dress.They were still panting-afterall it has been a year since they ahd last kissed...before she could leave he pulled her back.."I love you Aaliya..."..
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