The Sins of the Father ...An Asya Story

Part 10

"Asad Tanveer signed the adoption papers Aakeer is ours"...

Zoya's excitement knew no bounds. She was ecstatic. She jumped up and threw her arms around Asad and kissed him on the cheek loudly. Asad wrapped his hands around her. He would do anything to keep her happy. Asad knew he took a big gamble by getting the adoption papers ready and signed without her permission but he was equally ecstatic now that she approved and was happy. But this was his Zoya ready to sacrifice anything for the sake of others. He tightened his hold around her. "Zoya, are you happy, will you do this with me, "he asked just needing a verbal confirmation from her. Zoya pulled away a little and looked him in the eye, "Yes, Asad. I am more than excited. You made me an ammi, without all the hard work" she said with a giggle "and we are very happy as well" they heard from behind them. Najma and Dilshaad had witnessed everything. They stood there with their excitement evident on their face. Dilshaad walked to Asad and kissed him on the forehead "I am so proud of you Asad. Thank you so much, for making me a daadi" beemed Dilshaad proudly. Najma ran forward and hugged Zoya, "We just came up cos we were so surprised to hear bhai jaan singing after so long but this was a double surprise. Zoya, you are an ammi and I phuphi" Najma was almost bouncing with excitement, "thank you thank you bhaijaan" Asad hugged Najma. Zoya picked a sleeping Aakeer out his stroller and hugged him tightly, "You are mine now baby boy, I promise to love you even more than an ammi ever could. I will never leave you" said Zoya with tears in her eyes thinking of her ammi. Dilshaad slowly walked to Zoya and touched her shoulder "Zoya you will be the best ammi ever, I have full confidence in you" Dilshaad lovingly stroked Zoya's hair and kissed a sleeping Aakeer. Najma went to the duo and hugged them both, "Zoya, I knew when you came home everything will be perfect", Asad feeling a little left over went and put his hands around his family. "It's is perfect now" he smiled. Dilshaad smiled and touched his face, remember always "Zindagi ki yehi reet hai, Haar ke baad hi jeet hai "her family was complete now. "No ammi, not just yet. We have to get rid of the evil that is still in our home. Tanveer does not know about this yet, I have other plans in revealing this to her" The ladies understood as they felt his arms tighten around them, their lion was back. Najma broke the hug and took Aakeer from Zoya, "Today my nephew is going to sleep with us" announced Najma. Dilshaad smiled "Yes, he abbu and ammi have a lot of catching up to do. I want a lot more grand children" teased Dilshaad. Asad and Zoya blushed. Everyone wished each other good night. Asad and Zoya both kissed their now son good night and watched him go to with his daadi and phuphi. This all still felt like a dream to Zoya. Asad held Zoya by the shoulders, "Thank you Zoya," said Asad. Zoya looked at him confused "Without you I would have never been able to give them that joy, without you my family would still be incomplete. Thank you" continued Asad and pulled Zoya in for a hug. Asad knew Zoya was content with everything when he heard her sigh, but he could also feel that she was missing something. "Zoya, tomorrow I think we should go to the orphanage you were adopted from" said Asad surprising Zoya. Zoya pulled away and looked at him with surprise "Zoya, we are starting our new life together. I know you wanted to find out about your past. For our future to be okay, I won't say perfect cos we will have our moments "teased Asad and Zoya smacked his arm. "We have to get rid of our past. Zoya I want to help you just like how you have always helped me and my family, I want to help you find yours" said Asad. Zoya was speechless for the second time that night. Zoya fell in love more with Asad at that moment. She threw her arms around him and said "I love you Asad, thank you for coming into my life. I know we will be okay as long as we are with each other" and she hugged him tighter. Asad picked up Zoya and carried her to their room.

AN: Mature Content (Please excuse any errors, it's my first time writing a scene like this)

He gently laid her on the bed like she was a glass doll and hovered just above to afraid to touch her. Asad gently ran his finger tips along the curve of her cheek. Yes, thought Zoya he had touched her like that before yet it still seemed like the first time. Why hadn't she paid attention to all these little gestures before? Why hadn't she realized how much it meant to her? Did she need words so much that she ignored the quieter simpler signs of affection? Asad's finger tip took a little jump as if he touched something hot unexpectedly he moved away from her, the look in her eyes was something he could not walk away from. "Not a good idea for the both of us. You should sleep. Tomorrow is a big day for you" Said Asad moving away. Zoya held onto his retreating hand. "I don't want to think about tomorrow, or today or next week or yesterday. I just want now "said Zoya softly. "We are alive and I don't want to alone", continued Zoya with tears forming in her eyes. Zoya wasn't speaking for just tonight but of all the nights without him. "You are not alone ever" whispered Asad coming back to her. Asad took her hand and brought it to his lips, "Close your eyes" he whispered. Instead Zoya rose, sliding up body to body until her arms were chained around his neck. "Be with me" she looked in the eye and whispered. Zoya covered his mouth with hers and poured herself into the kiss before he could change his mind, "Please be with me" she whispered against his mouth again. She was trembling he realized. Part fear at her boldness, part need and part love. Asad gathered her closer, pressed his face into her the curve of her neck. "Tell me you need me, tell me you love me, just once" said Asad softly. "I do need you. I love you always. You are the only one I ever could really love. Touch me" said Zoya with her tears glistening. "Asad, don't think. We have waited too long. Just feel". "I can't stop shaking, Zoya are you sure this is what you really want", asked Asad for the last time giving her a chance to back out before he lost all control. Zoya looked at him in the eye and gave him all the confirmation and reassurance he needed. He unbuttoned her kurti bending over to brush light kisses on her throat, her shoulders. But when she reached for him he eased back and pressed her hands down again. "No, wait. Close your eyes. Just close your eyes. This is our first time and I want it to be the most special for us. I will touch you" whispered Asad. She let her lashes lower. The air was cool against her skin when he removed her kurti. He loving looked at the scar on her arm and gently trailed kissed over the scar. Zoya felt the warm tears down her cheeks at his gesture. His fingers were warm as they trailed over her. Warm, she thought. Asad was so slow like he was worshipping every inch of her body. Her belly quivered as his hands trailed over her pants. He pressed his lips lightly over her belly button as his hands tugged at her pants. She lifted her hips so it could easily slip off. As he removed her pants he trailed kisses down her leg. He didn't stop when he got to her feet and kissed her instep. Zoya was lost now and Zoya being Zoya remembered a Google fact "Do you know that as per proven theories the first true orgasm started with the feet" blurted Zoya. Asad smiled as he stopped kissing her feet. Nervous babbling he thought, Zoya could almost face palm herself, where did that random thought come from she thought, what an idiot I must have sounded like. She kicked herself mentally. "I like you feet, they're small and almost delicate" said Asad normally. He ran his teeth along the side and smiled again when her body jerked. "And very sensitive. Then there's your legs which I can't stop fantasising about since I saw you in that napkin of a skirt" confessed Asad. He let his mouth roam above her ankle and up her calf "I can't say enough about your legs." Then suddenly he pressed his face to her belly " Mashallah Zoya, you smell the same. I'd wake up smelling you when you were a thousand miles away. Wake up wanting you everyday" He confessed and captured her mouth in his. Every day, every night he thought as her scent surrounded him. Haunting him and taunting him until he wished with every fibre in his being he could hate her for leaving him. Now she was here, her arms tight around him her mouth was eager under his and this made him weak. Love for her blew through him like a gust of wind and left him helpless. His hand came up to cup her face, His lips softened, gentled on hers. The change in the tone had Zoya open her eyes "Asad". "ssh" he said and he laid a kiss of utter tenderness in the hollow of her throat, "don't think" he repeated "Just feel " When his mouth came back to hers in a kiss of lingering sweetness, she went plaint under him. A surrender he realised. Both of them surrendering in a way they never have before. Her heart was thudding thickly under his lips and breath was slow and ragged. And still the tenderness for her drifted over desire like a mist. The air was so heavy, so warm, and so soft. It was gliding over her and Zoya went over to a world where there was only pleasure. Asad had taken her there. Zoya sighed his name on his lips. Asad's lips, tongue and hands slid over her as they soothed and aroused, calmed and awakened all at once. When his lips found hers again when they lingered as if there were nothing more important in the world than that single kiss, Zoya's heart simply melted. The feel of him under her hands that long, lean torso when he stripped his kurta away. Those narrow hips and hard muscles. His body excited her and knowing it was hers, hers for the taking and only hers brought her unbearable pleasure. She shuddered with it and nipped her teeth into his shoulders when the pressure built "Asad". Asad just smiled into his kiss and deepened it. Time, nothing but time. The scent for her, the quiver of her body, the heat that was beginning to radiate out of her skin, he wanted all of that and so much more, this feeling erased every lonely hour he spent without her. Asad pressed his lips over her throat, her shoulder her mouth and let the need for her rage through him. As he nudged her over the first peak, he heard the strangled cry of his name beat in his blood. Now they watched each other and moved tighter, they saw each other's eyes blur, both pleasure and tears. Asad gripped Zoya's hands with his and crushed her mouth. Asad stripped Zoya's heart bare. She wondered if he didn't feel it quivering in his hand. Love filled her eyes, Asad's love in his eyes for her made tears well up, she kept her hands in his and he never moved his eyes of her. She stayed and he stayed with her until they both shattered. "I love you" they both said together and drifted slowly to sleep. Asad pulled the sheet over both of them and Zoya snuggled in close. Asad kissed Zoya's head and whispered I Love you forever before they both drifted off to sleep.