Test drive

"How was your day, beautiful?" Zayn asked as he spooned me after a tiresome day at college. We lay in bed as my petite back was scooped up against his hard chest.
"It was just a regular, nothing special day, boo," I said and got myself more comfortable to drift off to sleep. He had his arm over my body while his warm breath sent goosebumps, of the good kind, over my exposed shoulders.
"Tell me more Sim," he demanded.

I scrunched my nose, slightly annoyed at his persistence before giving in. “So the first lecture was very boring, the teacher kept talking about a concept we learned three years ago, yet she was blabbering. The other lectures were pretty much the same,” I continued to talk about my day, as Zayn’s hands softly trailed over to my bare arm from my waist, feeling a little ticklish.
"During the break-babe, stop getting so touchy," I shot at him when his hands led their way to my toned stomach, raising the cloth so as to give him more contact with my bare skin. His touches were warm and tingly.
"I’m not doing anything," he chuckled. "Keep talking."
"So during the break, (Y/BFF/N) and I decided on taking the internship-" His actions stopped me midway, for Zayn's hands had somehow reached the waistband of my thin cotton panties.
"Zay-nnn," I whined in my baby voice.
"What babe?" He asked oblivious to his moves.
"Nothing," I rolled my eyes at him, "So (Y/BFF/N) and I are going to assist the technical team-" I shivered while talking as Zayn lightly ran his hand up and down my slit wetting me with his actions. A moan escaped his lips as he felt my warmth with his nimble fingers before mumbling in my ear to continue talking.
"Today-assistance team-(Y/BFF/N) and I-" I could barely make out words or think straight because Zayn was busy stroking me, with gentle yet rough teases. Circling his fingers over my mound, followed by rubbing it in casual circles, he completely had me at his mercy. I whimpered at the physical gestures the Irishman was giving me as strangled moans were escaping my now-dry-throat.
"What about the assistance?" He asked, smiling shamelessly at the effect he was having on me.
"I-uhh-honey, stop teasing." I somehow managed to utter.

The moment those words left my mouth, Zayn plunged his digit into me feeling my muscles compact around him. My hands, which initially lay loose beside my body, now flew up to grab some sort of support, which happened to be his scruffy and messy hair.
A smirk played on his lips, as he retreated and resorted to rubbing casual and light circles on my clit again. “What company is it?”
It took me half a minute to register what the cheeky boy asked me for the constant touches hampered my legible mental state. “Wipro Ltd.”
He grinned, “You are one intelligent and pretty girl,” and said before rolling over to hover over my body and kiss me passionately.

My fingers that were still tangled in his soft and shiny hair, now scratched his scalp in the carnal attraction I felt towards him or his body. Pulling his face as close to me as it can get, I tasted every inch of him. I savoured every part as I returned the passion.
His one hand still busy in stroking me over my wetness while the other led it’s way to my round mass of flesh. He squeezed it in his manly hands, distorting the shape slightly before ducking down to kiss and lick them.

I arched my back at the immediate contact, pushing my body into his, as he continued to please me. It took me a great deal of mental and physical strength to use my hands, that gripped his hair, and pull his face away from my chest and look into his lust filled orbs.

"Babe I can’t-get in me already-" I muttered, not caring that my words and sentences put together hardly made sense. For what was most important to me right that moment was the extremely fit and sexy british man, who was making love to me, after a well spent time on harmless teasing.
A smirk bled onto his face, as he slid off his comfortable sweats revealing his muscled and lean legs. He quickly chucked his boxers too as his evident erection slapped against his extremely sexy body. Before I could dash forward and take him in my hands, he did the needful and stroked himself to a hardness that looked too painful to bear, to me.
He roamed his hands messily across the side table to look for protection before I nudged him, “It’s okay. I’m on pills.”
He nodded registering my words and sunk on his elbows, over me, again. He started trailing kisses from my jawline to the front of my throat as he nipped and licked my delicate skin, effectively. His actions serving as a distraction, I released a deep breath when Zayn entered me. Hard and fast and all at once, Zayn’s length was captured by my pussy. He groaned feeling me around him while I did the same.

He didn’t waste anytime in teasing and I was more than grateful for It.
"Z, move."
I didn’t have to ask twice as he started to thrust in and out of me, excruciatingly slow, but at least he was moving. He looked down as his member emerged from my hole slick in my juices, which turned him on a great deal. I tugged his hair to make him look at me again as I bit my lip, sexily.
"Fuck," he groaned deep from his throat.

I drew forward to kiss him hard and convey that his movements were a torture. He instantly understood as he drew back and sat up, taking me with him so I was straddling him.
Just as I sunk back on his length again, I felt myself closer to him more than ever. It’s something that always happens to me during times like these, I always felt myself falling in love with Zayn. But what I don’t know is whether he does too.

Taking matters into my own hands, I started to instantly bounce up and down and I protruded my breast towards Zayn. He engulfed them in his grip massaging them lightly while alternating between thumbing my buds and flicking his tongue across it.
I lost my senses at his actions as I slowed my pace, “It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you.”
He latched his hands on the back of my neck and pulled me closer to him so he could crash his lips on mine, hungrily. He continued kissing me and rocking us back and forth as tiredness seemed to take over me.
He flipped us so we were in the initial position with him on top again as pounded hard and fast into me, just like I wanted. I moaned heavily encouraging him to go further to which he happily complied. Zayn’s girth moved in and out of my wet hole as he hit spots I didn’t know existed.

I drew my hips forwards so I moved with his rhythm. He was still going on, and before I could realize I came. The feeling of me clench my thighs and muscles around him and his member had him shout out in ecstasy as he withdrew himself from my dripping pussy and jerked himself off all over my tummy and chest.
Once spent, he fell back into the bed beside me and laced my hands with his. I turned my head sideways to drink in his peaceful look as I noticed he had his eyes closed. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach because for a moment I thought this was the time that I could come outright with my feelings and speak those dreadful yet charming words.

I took his finger in mine and rubbed it soothingly, trying to even out both of our breathing. After a few seconds, I decided to get cleaned up and started to lift myself off the bed.
Right that second, Zayn’s grip on me tightened and he pulled me back into bed. Instantly wrapping his taut muscles over my small body, he lifted me over him so I lay draped in his embrace, on top of him.
"I need to get cleaned up, you dummt," I giggled.
"That can wait," he took a deep breath as he sniffed my hair. "I need you here now."
I closed my eyes in anticipation of what was going to descend from his lip next but he remained quiet.
"Why?"
He took a moment to answer as he opened his eyes and made me look at him, “I love you, baby. I have for a very long time but I just didn’t know how to say it. It’s okay if you don’t, just yet. Take your time.”
I smiled, more at his nervousness than his words of affection.
"I love you too. I have for a long time, now, too."
He threaded his hands in my hair to draw me forward and kiss him. Kiss him to show how he meant every single thing he just said while I did the same, in fact I kissed him hard and sucked on his lower lip. He smiled into the kiss giving me the familiar butterflies as he flipped, with him on top, again and said, “You are one naughty girl.”

Having said that, we replayed our actions from minutes before.

Notes

Thanks Simran!!...havent done a Zayn story in a while. Next up is Payno ;)

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