Just A Little Bit

"Wrap it up, baby, I'm taking you home."

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I looked around, seeing the dark eyes of Zayn Malik. He was what everybody wanted- gorgeous, rich, and smart. Yet the one fatal flaw of his...he was a player. A whore who picks up girls and dumps them before the night is even over. Which means one of two things.

Zayn Malik either has trust issues.

Or he has no emotion what so ever.

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He pressed against me, everything hard and toned. My back arched as I felt him use my pleasure to ease himself in. He groaned, head nudging into the crook of my neck. Zayn's hands came down on my hips, planting me against the bed. I breathed his name and he groaned again, pulling out and pushing back in- slow at first before picking up his pace. And this was the third time I've had sex with Zayn Malik.

1. One

2. Two

3. Three

4. Four

5. Five

6. Six

7. Seven

8. Eight

9. Nine

10. Ten

11. Eleven

12. Twelve

13. Thirteen

14. Fourteen

15. Fifteen

16. Sixteen

17. Seventeen

18. Eighteen

19. Nineteen

20. Twenty

21. Twenty- One

22. Twenty- Two

23. Twenty- Three

24. Twenty- Four

25. Twenty- Five

26. Twenty- Six

27. Twenty- Seven

28. Twenty- Eight

29. Twenty- Nine

30. Thirty

    The End