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26 ~ Nisha And Zayn Met Before ?

" I want a kiss again!"
Zayn pulled away from the hug and looked directly into her eyes, and their gazes resumed their own conversation.

" Kuch der pehle hi toh kiya tha "
Nisha said, Walking towards the desk, he trailed behind her, completely whipped.

" That was Kuch der pehle but now I want a kiss again "
She grasped the edge of the table as he trapped her between him and it. He leaned in with a smug expression.

Once more, their lips locked in a slow,
Passionate kiss. Every kiss they shared was a novel experience, like a fresh blossoming love bud.

"Your lips have become my addiction."
He withdrew, glancing at her messy lipstick, and whipped her lips with his thumb before pressing in for a kiss.

The kiss continued, growing longer and deeper as Nisha synchronized with him. He smirked, observing her gentle lips moving in time with his. He cupped her face, and the kiss continued to intensify.

His hands grazed her waist, and he pick her to sit on the desk while holding onto them. She did not object to anything he did to her.

" I want more than this "
As they pressed their foreheads together cupping her face, Zayn spoke in a desperate tone, his body trembling with her desperate need. Need to touch her...

" Zayn "
She said his name in a gentle, feminine voice, raised her hands to her cheeks, kissed his palm, and held them there.

"We are at work, we need to control ourselves... Aside from that, whatever you say, I am willing to do it all,"
He observed her eyes as they sparkled and attempted to explain themselves to him. He understood all her words, and respected them.

If he hadn't, he would have already done the deeds,

The faith in her eyes for him, He wanted to respect them and knew she was completely his, so he did not break them.

Zayn

[ Yaad aaya Mera pov Tumhe Malika ? ]

How much I love this woman. Her simplicity is what I love most about her. Her eyes are my weak point, and I am willing to bend over and become a servant in front of them. Her eyes are like butterflies that we want to hold in our hands but are unable to because their playfulness is what gives them their beauty.

" Zayn "
Here she goes taking my name, Her calling me is my most favorite thing. I get even more desperate to hear her scream my name all through the night.

" Sona, Yeah let's Just go back to our work "
I wanted to say the other way but Anyways,

" You are going to The Roy's from tomorrow, I will be missing you "
She frowned and smiled, My weakness.

" Pagal, you're boss there Kabhi bhi aa Jana koi kaam ka bahana de kar "
I drew her near to me as she encircled me with her arms and hands.

" Woh idea thik hai "
I am going to do that for real, I am the boss Who will question me ?

" Chalo abb kaam peh lag jao "
She pushed herself away from me, Uff I am missing her already.

" Tch kaam Karne ka mood nahi, Chalo Bahar chalte hai "
She looked at me seriously, What did I said something wrong ?

" Mr. Roy Boss ho Tum Yaha ke, Yese Lazy Hojaoge toh kese chalega... Wese bhi bahut sikayat Suni hai meine "
She said bossy, I love her fuck... She is the only one with control over me.

" Toh Mr. Roy Yeh Mrs. Roy ka Order hai tum kaam par lag jao "
I smiled at her, How do I even control my joy around her.

" Yes boss "
With that said, I walked over to my chair, still not enough of her....