Kaise kahoon ishq main tere kitna hoo betaab main...
Ankhon se ankhen mila kay, churaloo tere khwab main...
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Main jo jee raha hoon,
Wajah tum ho!
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Warning: slightly mature!

Feeling nervous she ducked down her head and he turned around showing her his wounds which had somewhat healed. Taking the ointment she slowly applied to all the cuts with shivering hands.
The room was quite. Only their heavy breaths could be heard.

Sighing zakwan turned around to face her and cupped her face in his hands.

"Sasha I just cant take it anymore, I want you." He whispered slowly their nose brushing.

"I, I am all yours!" Breathing heavily sasha had managed to utter the words unable to hold in anymore as his desire was evident in his eyes.

He gulped and sighing  backed away alittle.

"Ahmm, but the office is not an ideal place." Chuckling he said and sasha smiled.

"Neither is it ideal to go all crazy when you have wounds. Lets wait till they heal fully ." Getting closer she whispered in his ear sensually and ran away.

"Wait what?" He rushed behind her but laughing she was already out of his office.
Rubbing his face he went and sat on the desk. Clearly to wind up his work for today.

Rest of the meetings only zakwan knew how he had attended. This girl was a tease and was now clearly testing his patience.
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It had been a week and zakwan was absolutely fine now with the care sasha had given. She would never let him skip his medicines. Never let him work over time and feed him only good healthy food.

Zakwan had really got her as a blessing. Her being with him, in this house, always worrying about him, taking care of him. He was just overwhelmed. In years he did not have any family member to pamper him to take care of him. This girl literally was a gem. A very strong girl.
He had noticed how ever busy she would be at her work, she would still give equal attention to the house too. Always instructing the househelp with things. Cooking herself on weekends. Entertaining guests. She was just absolute love.

And she had very much gotten comfortable with him. Allowed him inside the room after his accident. But the pillow wall was everynight constructed between their spaces and her lingering smell used to distract him from sleeping many atimes. But her rules were hers. He just couldent utter a word and she used to laugh at his impatient behaviour.

Sasha was opening up to him but till date she had never confessed her feelings for him. She would always change the topic if he would express his love for her or his feelings.
She somewhat felt scared and he was getting it because when years back she had confessed, he had become a jerk then. And things did not turn out well so hence she was avoiding it all.
Shaking off his thoughts he saw the clock which indicated 11 at night. But very unexpectedly sasha was not in the room yet. By his calculations all the househelp must have retired to their respective rooms and they already had eaten their dinner. Maybe sasha must be doing some of her work. But she usually worked late hours in the study inside their room.

Groaning he got up and headed downstairs to call her. Checking around she was nowhere to be seen.
He was about to call her name  when he heard clattering from the kitchen. Silently he headed inside and saw her silently busy with work. She was now putting a cake to bake in the oven.

Folding his arms he quietly stood near the door, silently observing her.
Turning back, she screamed! She was clearly not expecting him.

"Hey, calm down, its me!" Rushing towards her he laughed at her reaction and engulfed her in a hug.

"You scared the hell out of me. You were standing there so silently." Punching on his chest sasha let out a breath of relief.

"Hmm, so what got into you that at about midnight you are busy baking?" He asked and sasha smiled pulling back alittle.

"Check out the calender mr busy bee, and see what is the date after 12." Sasha wiggled her eyes brows and it dawned upon him, yes it was his birthday tommorow. And sasha was baking a cake for him. She always had her simple yet special ways to surprise others.

"Oh yeah! I am turning sweet 25 ." He winked at her naughtily.

"Hmm mr husband would you care to add 5 more years to it and mind that 16 is sweet, not 25 which was you 5 years back." Chuckling at him she added sarcastically.

"You are such a counter! Fine lets just negotiate at 28. Man I dont wanna be 30 as yet!" He whined like a baby and she laughed.

"Admit it zak you are an old lad now." She never realised she had taken his nickname in between laughter but he had.

"Say it again!,repeat what you said!" In seconds he was in her personal space and her breath hitched at the proximity and the heat in his eyes.

"You are old now...." words came out of her barely.

"No, not that, take my name." Brushing his lips on her cheek he said in his husky voice.

"Zakwan, zak.." before she could utter any words further he had slammed his lips on hers, gently kissing her.
Taken offguard sasha shut her eyes, putting away everything she devoured in him. Enjoying the moment. Living it.
His hands travelled up her shirt pulling it up and his hands came contact with her waist travelling up and an unwanted moan escaped her mouth. Getting a cue he had deepened the kiss and sasha engulfed her arms around his neck.
Zakwans hands now travelled down her thighs, Caressing them. Pulling back alittle, he brought his lips close to her ears.

"Sash! I want you but I wont proceed unless you say so?" He had said sensually kissing her earlobe testing her patience.
Couldent he get it she wanted it and wanted it bad. Why did she have to say it?
Unable to form words she looked at him with her droopy eyes and pulled his shirt up. Raking her hands through his abs.

"Tell me what you want?" Groaning at her ministrations he held her hands, stopping her to go any further and questioned again looking straight into her eyes.

"I want you! I want to feel you, embrace you! I want to make sure you are mine and only mine." Letting go of all the held back emotions, sasha had said impatiently.
And in one swift move she felt the floor way beneath her feet. Picking her up zakwan moved upstairs to their room.
The baking oven dinged showcasing that the cake was ready but who cared about it anyways now.

"Sochlo! Phir na kehna, warn nahi kia tha?( still think over it dont complain later that I didnt warn you)" putting her down on the bed zakwan murmured and before he could say anything further this time, sasha kissed him and she kissed him hard messing with his hair all the while.
"Sochlia!( I have thought over it!)" Pulling back alittle to breath she said.

"I have waited for so long, you cant imagine." He said scooting closer. With one move he opened her messy bun and her hair cascaded down.
Nuzzling his nose in the nape of her neck, he breathed her, he smelled her, he felt her. Made sure she was his.
Opening up her shirts buttons, his lips kept moving down her body kissing and biting in the process.
Sasha was too overwhelmed to say anything. Her mind and heart were playing different games on fast paces.
This was pure bliss. The love of her life was hers, very close this moment. She could feel his heavy breaths. His smell clouding her mind, making her dazy. She had always and always wanted this man who was now after so many hurdles jusy rightfully hers.
Her thoughts broke when In one go he had gotten rid of her shirt kissing down her neck. His hands travelling far and beyond. Before he could move further sasha forcefully stopped herself. Holding his hands she looked into his eyes which held so many questions at the sudden stop.

"I am trusting you, please never betray me.!" She had said her eyes clearly get watery from emotions.

"Never! Never again I am commiting any foolish mistake as such. I AM SORRY SASH! and I promise on you, what so ever happens, you will always find me behind your back." Kissing her eyelids he said and sasha felt peace building up inside her.
Without giving another thought she placed her lips on his. Kissing him like never before and he smiled. Smiled alittle at her boldness, at her trust.
Holding onto the hem of his shirt she pulled it up and he happily helped her taking it off. Today very freely she was feeling him. Kissing him. Her hands going wild.
Groaning he took hold off her hand, taking charge he was above her in seconds. Engulfing her. Making her his forever.
The night was dark! Beautiful and intimate.
She was the best gift for his birthday!!!

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