Looking For Trouble

My breath hitched in my throat when I met my reflection in the mirror, pale cheeks turning red as I stared at my body. I wasn't good for this. The babydoll Zayn had bought to me was too revealing and I felt insecure. Wrapping my arms around myself, the soft, white tulle pressed against my hot skin and I grabbed a towel, wrapping it around my body.
"Zayn, I can't," I yelled from the bathroom, biting my lip and feeling my hands shake.
"Come on, angel. Let me see you," he yelled back and I could feel him smile.
Taking a deep breath, I unwrapped the towel and left it on the washing machine, moving my hair over my left shoulder and walking behind the door, opening it lightly so Zayn could hear me better.
"I'm too shy for this. Please, don't make me do this," I whined and he laughed deeply. I imagined him laying on the bed and smiling, waiting for me.
"Baby girl, I'll see you naked anyway. Come out," he laughed again and I huffed, opening the door and walking in his bedroom.
When I came in, I saw him grinning.

Zayn's POV

I stopped grinning the second I saw her, wearing the innocent babydoll I'd bought to her when we went shopping. The moonlight made her skin glow as she stood there, playing with her fingers nervously and avoiding my hungry eyes. I was lying on the bed, popped on my right elbow and staring at her, my erection hardening quickly.
Sitting up, I raised my arms and mentioned her to come closer. Shyly, she bit her lip and looked at me, walking slowly towards me and feeling my hands on her as she stood between my legs, my face on the level with her stomach.
"You look so beautiful," I whispered and moved my fingers across the white tulle of her babydoll, my eyes scanning her body like she was an experiment.
"T-Thank you, Zayn."
I inhaled sharply through my nose and pressed my right cheek against her soft stomach, her fingers tangling into my hair and massaging my scalp as my arms wrapped around her thighs and pulled her body down on me, letting her straddle me. My, rough hands pressed against the back of her thighs and moved up and under the babydoll, feeling her silky skin against my rough one, squeezing her ass cheeks and playing with the lacy white thong on her body. My bottom lip was pulled between my teeth as I stared into her ocean eyes, pressing her body against mine.
"Gonna make you feel so good tonight," I murmured into her ear and kissed the skin of her neck so softly, moving my lips to the side and catching hers. I was so gentle with her, like she was a delicate butterfly in my hands, fluttering her wings and making me change my intentions. I wanted to be gentle with her.

Angela's POV

Pressing my body down on the mattress, he hovered me and moved our tongues together, his hands sneaking under my baydoll and pressing against my ribs, pulling the material up and off of me. I was naked under him, wearing only my lacy thong. Zayn kissed me again, letting me wrap my arms around his neck as he kneaded my breasts together, feeling the softest skin against his palms, my nipples hardening immediately. Zayn moved his tongue down my neck and collarbone, stopping for a second to mark me then wrapping his pink lips around my nipple; I arch my back under him and moan softly, his hands doing magic on me.
I felt so good. So safe. His hands were strong yet gentle, touching me, burning my skin with powerful sparks of pleasure. My body trashed under him as he kissed all over my body, tasting my skin, pulling my thong down my legs and letting it fall on the floor.
God, I saw his hungry eyes, staring at my curves shining under the moonlight.
"I crave for you," he hissed and licked up my stomach, his thumb pressing against my clit and feeling my wetness.
"My god, you're already wet," Zayn breathed and my cheeks flushed red, teeth sinking into my lip as Zayn touched me, rubbing my clit and as a small, melodic moans leaving my lips.
"Baby..." he whispered and pressed his forehead against my chest, feeling my legs wrap around him and my toes pull down the waistband of his boxers. Zayn helped me and took the elastic material off, sighing when his erected member slapped against his stomach.
I moaned and traced my thumbs across his sexy v-lines, spreading my fingers across his skin as I moved up, across his tattooed chest and collarbones. He was so perfect.
"Please, Zayn. Take me," I moaned impatiently and bucked my hips up, feeling his member rub against my wet folds. Zayn gritted his teeth.He grabbed the condom from the drawer and ripping the packet open, pulling the protection on his swollen member.
"Do you want me?"
"Yes. Zayn," I gasped silently and felt his member against my entrance, the head rubbing against me, collecting my wetness. Zayn's body was pressed against mine as he entered me slowly, both of us moaning at the contact. My walls clenched and wrapped around his hard shaft, taking him in deeper.
Zayn growled and bit his lip hard, grabbing the pillows under my head as he repeated in himself to keep it slow. My legs wrapped tighter around his waist and pulled him closer, wanting him deep.
"Fuck, so tight and wet...all mine..." Zayn groaned and bucked his hips, hissing when he hit my g- spot and felt my pulse around him, wanting him harder and deeper.
"Zzzayn...yes, please, oh god," I moaned louder and pressed my fingers against his biceps, stretching his skin, feeling him move.
"God dammit you're so warm. So good baby girl. Tell me you need me. Tell me you want me," Zayn growled possessively and moved his hips fast with mine, rubbing his member against my walls and thrusting up to my g-spot. I screamed in pleasure and the heat spread in my stomach.
"I need you, I want you! Fuck Zayn, harder, please," I whined and bucked my hips faster, placing my feet flat on the bed and pushing my hips up, our skin smacking together.
"My baby wants it hard? Huh?" he grinned from pleasure and kept thrusting, going harder and faster, his heavy balls smacking against my butt cheeks.
"Yes! God!" I couldn't control myself. I was so close.
"Tell me you'll never leave me. Tell me you'll never let go."
"Never...Zayn..." my body shook and my muscles flexed as I stared up into his eyes.
"Tell me you love me," he whispered and pressed his forehead against mine.
"I...so much. Zayn, so much," I sobbed, "I love you."
That was all what took us to reach our climax. We held each other tightly, moved together and felt pure pleasure. Zayn's mouth were opened and eyebrows furrowed and he didn't let out a sound. My back was arched and eyes tightly closed, seeing only black spots.
"You'll never understand Angela...I need you so much," he muttered so quietly to himself, but I'd heard him. And it made me smile.

Notes

OMAYGASH GUYSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! WE ALREADY REACHED THE 20th CHAPTER AND I CAN'T BELIEVE!!! THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT HUMANS :DDDxx