“Fuck, this is so cold!” I whined as we stepped out on the rooftop terrace in the middle of the night. Quickly, Zayn and I made our way to the big jacuzzi that was set in one corner. We were staying at a high-end hotel in New York, and it was mid-November.

“Just suck it up and get in,” Zayn laughed at me. I stripped free of my robe and lowered myself into the steaming water. His gaze was following my every move.

“Suck what exactly, Zayn?” I teased him. His grin widened. He scooted closer and I moved away, thus starting a little chase in the tub.

“I could think of one thing, love,” he said seductively. I raised my eyebrow.

“Only one? Oh, but I could think of a few,” I replied and stopped moving around. His hands found my hips and he drew me in close to his body. I grinned happily and brought my mouth to his earlobe, where I tugged it between my teeth and gently sucked on it. A loud moan escaped his mouth.

“You don't know how long I've been waiting for this,” he grumbled.

“Well, why didn't you ask me earlier then?” I said matter-of-factly. I had my eyes set on him for quite a while now, but only today did he ask me to go out with him. Out meaning the rooftop, since people would actually go crazy if we were to go into the public.

“You're Liam's sister, for fuck's sake. I can't just fuck my best mate's sister,” he reasoned. I withdrew to arms length and looked him in the eyes. Holding his gaze, I slipped out of my panties and held them up silently. His eyes grew wide, and I took his hand to guide it to my waiting clit. When the touch hit, I moaned slightly. His fingers started working their magic and I moved closer, straddling him.

“Sure you can. I want you to fuck me, Zayn. Hard,” I moaned into his ear seductively while my lower region made contact with his rock-hard cock.

“Hell, yeah,” he growled and stripped free of his pants. I cupped him underwater and enjoyed the sensation of the soft skin. Finally, he brought his mouth to mine, and we kissed passionately. Our tongues engaged in a hot dance, and I almost forgot what my hands where supposed to do. He tasted heavenly, and I desperately tried to ignore the fireflies in my stomach. He unhooked my bikini top and started massaging my breasts. I groaned into the kiss and bit down hard on his bottom lip.

“Oh, you like that, huh? Just wait until you have my cock inside your tight little pussy,” he whispered into my ear. Dear god, he had no idea how turned on I got by dirty talk.
“Oh yes, please Zayn, fuck me hard!” I begged, clinging onto him. His dark eyes locked on mine for a second before he lifted me by the hips and sat me down on his cock. I sighed contently while I took him all in, the sensation being more than pleasurable.

“Ride hard, baby,” he instructed in a low voice and I started to move rhythmically. We kept our gazes locked, one of his hands still massaging my breasts whereas the other held onto my hip. I enjoyed the sensation of the water, his huge cock and his intense stare all at once while my movements got faster and faster.

“Your cock feels so good,” I almost whined and he grinned dirtily. Suddenly, the door to the terrace burst open and we stopped in our movements to see a couple storming onto the terrace, obviously drunk. They froze when they saw us, but after exchanging a knowing look, they went over to the lounging chairs on the other side, with their back to us, and sat down. I looked at Zayn.

“What do we do?” I asked. He just smirked knowingly, and then I had to withhold a loud moan as his finger found my clit. Fucking hell.

“Keep going, baby, I'm not stopping now,” he whispered quietly, and as much as I wanted to come to my senses and stop, my body took over and I began riding him again. Somehow, the thought of these two people so close to eyes, possibly hearing, possibly knowing, turned me on. His finger worked my soft spot, and I tried the hardest not to moan loudly. Our bodies were one, and I felt the pressure inside me building up and up and...

“Shit, Zayn, I'm gonna come!” I exclaimed with a gasping sound, looking at his lust-filled eyes. I saw that he was close, too.

“On three, baby,” he whispered into my ear. “One...two... three,” he then said and I fell apart in his arms, feeling him spread his warm juice inside me at the same time. I grabbed onto him for dear life until the last waves of my orgasm died down.

“Fuck me, hold tight,” I then swore and gave him a heavy kiss.

“I just did,” he replied cheekily. I slapped his arm in a playful way and we tried to get out of the tub unnoticed by the other couple. Sliding on our robes, we left our bathing clothes and made our way down again. We reached our corridor quickly, and as I was about to go into my room, his hand grabbed mine and he drew me back against his chest.

“You don't think I'm done with you for today, do ya? This is where the fun starts,” he whispered darkly and pushed me into my room, flat on the bed. I turned around and saw him get rid of his robe in one swift motion, already hard again. I wore a massive grin.

“Well then... come get some more,” I teased and he lunged at me. About time.

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