Looking For Trouble
Chapter 28
Hello guys Cielina here :) I write the story in ominescent POV because it is really hard for me to write in interchanging POV please do understand guys. PLEASE so, here it is :)
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Zayn's deep laughter vibrated on her lips as he kissed her, moving his big hand into her hair and grabbing the golden wreath from the top of her head. Throwing it somewhere behind him, the sound of the metal hitting and rolling across the floor filled the peaceful silence, both of them breathing heavily. Angela's shaky fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt but she managed to pop them open, pulling the black material off of him and letting it fall down on top his blazer and black tie.
Gasping for air, Angela let him press his hot lips against her neck as she undressed him, pulling the black, suit pants down his long, muscular legs, listening to him breathe quickly into her neck. His hands moved down her bare back and he tugged at the tie of her dress that connected the front and bottom on her back. The tie loosened and her dress smoothly fell down her body like dripping honey. She was all skin in front of him. Her eyes still beautiful behind the innocent, white mask on her face. Still so alluring. So captivating.
"My angel...my little angel," Harry inhaled in her hair, "I missed you so much."
It was actually aberrant from Zayn to be so sweet and lovely, but it must be the repercussions of their fight. If she had knew the aftereffect before, she'd start a fight earlier. Actually, she wasn't the one who had started the fight; she just decided that she wouldn't sit and do nothing about his behavior.
Moving her head to the side, she caught his lips again, both of them being passionate and playfully hungry. His tongue dominated hers because he liked to show that he was the one in control. Grabbing his hair tighter in her fists, Angela kissed him deeper and caused him to moan lowly into her mouth, the burning sensation of his scalp somehow turning him on. The blood rushed quickly through his veins to the place she wanted to have inside of her the most; his erection raising under the elastic material of his too tight boxers. Angela's nails dag into his scalp before she moved her fingers down his chest, leaving red trails behind. The tips of her fingers shyly moved under the waistband of his boxers and she rolled the material down his legs. The dark hair on his thighs brushed her smooth skin when he stepped closer to her and threw her legs around his waist, pulling her up and supporting her body against the wall.
"Do you want me to take you like this?" he spoke hotly, "Against the wall? With our masks on?"
The idea sounded tempting and she shuddered from fantasying about it. His lips were hot against hers and those green orbs she would recognize everywhere stared at her dark ones with anticipation.
"Yes. Here. And on the bed. I want you all night."
"You have me."
His lips kissed hers in a long, sloppy way, those long digits of his moving across the flesh of her thighs, his cock moving between her slit, teasing her. Zayn reached down and took the condom from the pocket of his suit, rolling it down his length and pushing slowly inside of her, feeling her walls wrap around him like delicate, soft silk.
He truly felt how much he missed her the moment they connected. Her soft breath was the only thing he could hear, the only thing he wanted to hear except her moans and gentle words. Grabbing her hips tightly, Zayn rolled his hips upwards to hit the spot that made her scream from pleasure. His balls were heavy and sensitive as he slammed inside of her, feeling her muscles flex and back arch off the wall. Her fingers desperately wanted to curl around something, so she grabbed his chestnut curls and pulled him into her chest, letting him move against her. Zayn felt her his buck against his, the pleasure shooting through his body quickly.
"Shit, girl. What are you doing to me?" Zayn growled and arched his neck, eyebrows furrowed and teeth gritted; he never looked so beautiful. The sweat licked down his chest, mixing with hers as he kept his thrusts upwards to hit her weak spot without stopping.
"Zayn," she breathed and looked down at his eyes which were dark behind the mask. Those small emeralds around his eyes were shining under the moonlight as he fucked her against the wall. Pushing her legs wider apart, Zayn growled and thrust harder into her tight sex. Digging his fingernails into her thigh, Zayn pulled her left leg up and higher on top his shoulder.
"Oh my god...yes," she hissed when he thrust his cock harder against the spot that was so hard for some men to reach. But her man was an expert. A pro. He knew her like the map of the city that he owned. He knew every inch of her; where to hit, kiss, rub, lick...he knew what she wanted.
"Mfff...so tight..." Zayn grunted and hung his head down onto her chubby stomach, rubbing his cock against her spongy walls, in and out, going faster to the point he could break the wall.
"Oh god! Zayn!" Angela moaned loudly and arched her back so hard that her stomach appeared completely flat and pressed against his face. Licking around her belly button, Zayn let her cum before him. He looked up at her coffee brown eyes squeezed shut behind such an innocent mask. They fucked with their masks on. Zayn had never tried that before. Sure, he'd tried blindfolding, but they could see each other, yet they had a piece of plastic on their faces.
"Fuck me, baby. Be a good girl. Cmon," Zayn hissed and carried her to the bed with his cock still inside of her. Sitting carefully down on the edge of the bed, Zayn loved to see his angel on top, her hips rolling the way he liked. Lying on his back, Zayn placed his huge hands on the bruises on her hips and pushed his cock up her sweet pussy that belonged to him.
"Mmm...always mine to fuck...mine to have...yes," he hissed possessively and something in his chest caused him to breathe harder. Shuddering under her fingertips, Zayn licked his lips and looked up at the angel hidden behind the mask on her face. She looked so innocent, yet so fuckable.
"Mmm, can that shit fuck you like this, hm? Do you think he has a big cock?" He groaned when she rolled her hips in figure eights, moaning at the feeling of him so deep inside of her.
"God, no...Zayn you know that..."
"Baby am I enough for you?" he pursed his lips and sat up to press them on her neck. She was panting.
"Am I good enough? Do you need," he slammed harder, "more?"
Shaking her head quickly, Angela gasped at his size moving quickly inside of her, bringing her to another orgasm.
"So big..." she breathed, "Zayn you're so big..."
Grinning in satisfaction, his ego grew and he pushed his hips faster, meeting hers, skin slapping together and echoing across the room. The knot in his stomach started to grow but he gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to look at her or to think about how good she felt because it'd make him come faster.
"Baby..." she whispered into his ear, teasing him on purpose, "Baby fuck me. Have me."
Groaning loudly, Zayn refused to open his eyes but he fucked her harder, her body bouncing on top of his, hair messy and make up smeared. Her long fingers pressed against his chest and her mouth opened in a silent scream.
"Zayn I'm coming."
Falling apart on top of him, Angela's vision was nothing but darkness, no white spots or stars, just darkness that wrapped around her tightly but securely. She wasn't afraid, she loved it. Every beat of her young heart pulsed under her fingertips and smacked against his sweaty skin, letting him find his own release.
His ears were ringing and muscles pulsing as he pulled out of her and discarded the condom into a tissue. Angela couldn't breathe. The sweat slowly rolled down her legs. She was spent but satisfied.
"God dammit Angela," Zayn huffed, "I've never been so tired after sex."
Giggling shyly, Angela took off his black mask and threw it on the night stand, facing his beautiful green eyes and long eyelashes. Zayn clumsily took off her mask, pulling out a few strands of her hair. She laughed and rubbed her fingertips against her scalp, peering up at him and biting her swollen lip.
"You're still my angel." Zayn whispered before he wrapped his strong arms around her and let her fall asleep in peace.
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Zayn's deep laughter vibrated on her lips as he kissed her, moving his big hand into her hair and grabbing the golden wreath from the top of her head. Throwing it somewhere behind him, the sound of the metal hitting and rolling across the floor filled the peaceful silence, both of them breathing heavily. Angela's shaky fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt but she managed to pop them open, pulling the black material off of him and letting it fall down on top his blazer and black tie.
Gasping for air, Angela let him press his hot lips against her neck as she undressed him, pulling the black, suit pants down his long, muscular legs, listening to him breathe quickly into her neck. His hands moved down her bare back and he tugged at the tie of her dress that connected the front and bottom on her back. The tie loosened and her dress smoothly fell down her body like dripping honey. She was all skin in front of him. Her eyes still beautiful behind the innocent, white mask on her face. Still so alluring. So captivating.
"My angel...my little angel," Harry inhaled in her hair, "I missed you so much."
It was actually aberrant from Zayn to be so sweet and lovely, but it must be the repercussions of their fight. If she had knew the aftereffect before, she'd start a fight earlier. Actually, she wasn't the one who had started the fight; she just decided that she wouldn't sit and do nothing about his behavior.
Moving her head to the side, she caught his lips again, both of them being passionate and playfully hungry. His tongue dominated hers because he liked to show that he was the one in control. Grabbing his hair tighter in her fists, Angela kissed him deeper and caused him to moan lowly into her mouth, the burning sensation of his scalp somehow turning him on. The blood rushed quickly through his veins to the place she wanted to have inside of her the most; his erection raising under the elastic material of his too tight boxers. Angela's nails dag into his scalp before she moved her fingers down his chest, leaving red trails behind. The tips of her fingers shyly moved under the waistband of his boxers and she rolled the material down his legs. The dark hair on his thighs brushed her smooth skin when he stepped closer to her and threw her legs around his waist, pulling her up and supporting her body against the wall.
"Do you want me to take you like this?" he spoke hotly, "Against the wall? With our masks on?"
The idea sounded tempting and she shuddered from fantasying about it. His lips were hot against hers and those green orbs she would recognize everywhere stared at her dark ones with anticipation.
"Yes. Here. And on the bed. I want you all night."
"You have me."
His lips kissed hers in a long, sloppy way, those long digits of his moving across the flesh of her thighs, his cock moving between her slit, teasing her. Zayn reached down and took the condom from the pocket of his suit, rolling it down his length and pushing slowly inside of her, feeling her walls wrap around him like delicate, soft silk.
He truly felt how much he missed her the moment they connected. Her soft breath was the only thing he could hear, the only thing he wanted to hear except her moans and gentle words. Grabbing her hips tightly, Zayn rolled his hips upwards to hit the spot that made her scream from pleasure. His balls were heavy and sensitive as he slammed inside of her, feeling her muscles flex and back arch off the wall. Her fingers desperately wanted to curl around something, so she grabbed his chestnut curls and pulled him into her chest, letting him move against her. Zayn felt her his buck against his, the pleasure shooting through his body quickly.
"Shit, girl. What are you doing to me?" Zayn growled and arched his neck, eyebrows furrowed and teeth gritted; he never looked so beautiful. The sweat licked down his chest, mixing with hers as he kept his thrusts upwards to hit her weak spot without stopping.
"Zayn," she breathed and looked down at his eyes which were dark behind the mask. Those small emeralds around his eyes were shining under the moonlight as he fucked her against the wall. Pushing her legs wider apart, Zayn growled and thrust harder into her tight sex. Digging his fingernails into her thigh, Zayn pulled her left leg up and higher on top his shoulder.
"Oh my god...yes," she hissed when he thrust his cock harder against the spot that was so hard for some men to reach. But her man was an expert. A pro. He knew her like the map of the city that he owned. He knew every inch of her; where to hit, kiss, rub, lick...he knew what she wanted.
"Mfff...so tight..." Zayn grunted and hung his head down onto her chubby stomach, rubbing his cock against her spongy walls, in and out, going faster to the point he could break the wall.
"Oh god! Zayn!" Angela moaned loudly and arched her back so hard that her stomach appeared completely flat and pressed against his face. Licking around her belly button, Zayn let her cum before him. He looked up at her coffee brown eyes squeezed shut behind such an innocent mask. They fucked with their masks on. Zayn had never tried that before. Sure, he'd tried blindfolding, but they could see each other, yet they had a piece of plastic on their faces.
"Fuck me, baby. Be a good girl. Cmon," Zayn hissed and carried her to the bed with his cock still inside of her. Sitting carefully down on the edge of the bed, Zayn loved to see his angel on top, her hips rolling the way he liked. Lying on his back, Zayn placed his huge hands on the bruises on her hips and pushed his cock up her sweet pussy that belonged to him.
"Mmm...always mine to fuck...mine to have...yes," he hissed possessively and something in his chest caused him to breathe harder. Shuddering under her fingertips, Zayn licked his lips and looked up at the angel hidden behind the mask on her face. She looked so innocent, yet so fuckable.
"Mmm, can that shit fuck you like this, hm? Do you think he has a big cock?" He groaned when she rolled her hips in figure eights, moaning at the feeling of him so deep inside of her.
"God, no...Zayn you know that..."
"Baby am I enough for you?" he pursed his lips and sat up to press them on her neck. She was panting.
"Am I good enough? Do you need," he slammed harder, "more?"
Shaking her head quickly, Angela gasped at his size moving quickly inside of her, bringing her to another orgasm.
"So big..." she breathed, "Zayn you're so big..."
Grinning in satisfaction, his ego grew and he pushed his hips faster, meeting hers, skin slapping together and echoing across the room. The knot in his stomach started to grow but he gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to look at her or to think about how good she felt because it'd make him come faster.
"Baby..." she whispered into his ear, teasing him on purpose, "Baby fuck me. Have me."
Groaning loudly, Zayn refused to open his eyes but he fucked her harder, her body bouncing on top of his, hair messy and make up smeared. Her long fingers pressed against his chest and her mouth opened in a silent scream.
"Zayn I'm coming."
Falling apart on top of him, Angela's vision was nothing but darkness, no white spots or stars, just darkness that wrapped around her tightly but securely. She wasn't afraid, she loved it. Every beat of her young heart pulsed under her fingertips and smacked against his sweaty skin, letting him find his own release.
His ears were ringing and muscles pulsing as he pulled out of her and discarded the condom into a tissue. Angela couldn't breathe. The sweat slowly rolled down her legs. She was spent but satisfied.
"God dammit Angela," Zayn huffed, "I've never been so tired after sex."
Giggling shyly, Angela took off his black mask and threw it on the night stand, facing his beautiful green eyes and long eyelashes. Zayn clumsily took off her mask, pulling out a few strands of her hair. She laughed and rubbed her fingertips against her scalp, peering up at him and biting her swollen lip.
"You're still my angel." Zayn whispered before he wrapped his strong arms around her and let her fall asleep in peace.
Notes
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