At the thought of other girls fangirling him made my blood boil and I went towards him and patted his shoulder.

As he turned around I slammed my lips on the side of his lips.

His eyes widened in shock.
I laughed and thought why not to tease him.

I started tickling him but dyde let me tell you! Mr. Khan isn't ticklish. Not even a bit!

Instead of laughing he glared at me.
I gave him my toothy grin and hugged him putting my head on his chest.

He didn't hug me back.
I pouted and stood on my toes and started kissing his neck encircling my arms around his neck.

I can easily say that he was getting out of control that he was nt even able to talk properly.

He wasn't continuously gesturing me to stop but I shook my head.

I started trailing my forefinger against his jawline hitting my lower lip seductively.

"Don't!!"
He said putting his thumb on my lip.
"Its my job!"
He further said.

"Oh no Zain! I am not taking to you. No no! You do your work."
I was now laughing looking at his vulnerable state.

O my Allah! I am seducing him.

I was shivering at my thought but me being my stubborn self didn't back off.

I was so busy in him that I didn't notice that his call has been ended.

As I saw him looking at me I quickly tried to pull back but instead collided with his rock chest by his strong grip around my arm.

His arms than snaked around my waist and my hands went to his chest on its own.

"Where do you think  you are going after turning my on?"
He asked raising brow.

"Aah..it..was ..nothing."
Aah! I hate what his touch does to me.

"Seriously?"

I nodded.

"Leave me!"
I said lowly.

"You want to go?"

"Yeah!"

"But you were seeming before."
He raised brow and my mouth hung opened.

"So Mrs..!"
He said pulling me more closer.

"Whats with you and teasing me? What's the plan? Han?"
He whispered near my ear making whole zoo to dance in my stomach.

My knees were turning jellylike.
I fisted his shirt for support.

He pinned my hair locks behind my ear.

"Look at me!"
He held my chin and made me look at him.

"Hmm! You are looking beyond beautiful."
He said huskily and his lips made their way to my cupid bow and lingered there more than usual duration.

"You yourself looking handsome!"
I said with flushed face.

He pulled back and now was playing with my hair.

"But you in kurta pajama?"

As soon as I composed myself I asked him.

"Why? Not suiting me?"

"Na! Its not like that. I was asking because you never wore before."

"Oh I see! Cause there I always stay on work and I don't feel comfortable in jumping in kurta pajama but its not like that I can't wear it. I am khan. Forgot?"

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