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Troubled

Chapter 4

Zayn grabbed my ankles and pulled my body closer to his on the leather backseats of his huge car. His breath was quick and shaky, hot against my skin as we kissed and touched.

He rolled his hips against mine and groaned at the sweet friction. Biting his lower lip, he looked at my dark eyes and watched the glitter of lust dance in them. He rolled his hips again, causing me to moan out of frustration.

"C'mere." Zayn grabbed me by my hips and pulled me up to straddle his lap. I flicked my long, light brown hair and his member grew harder. He loved when I did that.

"Take off my jeans," Zayn instructed and I obeyed, pulling his jeans along the black boxers on him down to his knees. Zayn's long fingers fiddled with the buttons of my jeans before he pulled them down, pushing the crotch of my black, lacy knickers to the side. His fingers sneaked between my swollen, wet folds, playing and collecting my wetness. I was completely drenching.

With his long, skilled fingers moving across my wet clit, Zayn watched in awe as I threw my head back and moaned out loud. The pleasure was too sweet, too good, filling my pores and satisfying me. The cool feeling of his heavy rings against my clit made the pleasure more intense.

"Fuck me," he breathed and pulled his fingers away, thrusting them in my mouth and watching my tongue roll around them, swirling quickly as if I was licking my favourite lollipop.

"Do you taste good? Tell me, baby." Zayn thrust his hips up and caused me to moan around his fingers. He pulled them out with a long line of spit between my lips and the tips of his digits.

"You taste better," I winked and rolled my hips around. The heat was getting stronger.

With a quick move of his strong hands, Zayn ripped my knickers off me and threw them somewhere in the car. He could see how glistening wet I was in the dim light.

"Come down on my cock, Angel," he growled and I obeyed immediately, because that was what I wanted the most.

I was still mad and bitter at him, that was for sure. But I craved him. I just had to make up for all those months without him.

"Yes," Zayn hissed with his upper lip twitching up in a snarl, teeth glinting, eyes squeezed shut. His iron grip on my hips tightened when I rolled my hips in a circle.

"Mmm..." I moaned and placed my hands on his strong chest, riding him slowly. I wanted to feel his cock move inside of me, rub against my slick walls, push against my sweet spot. Yes...I was in heaven, even though it was too hot.

"I'm burnin'," I whined and bounced on top of him, faster and faster, gripping his shoulders as if my life depended on it. Zayn grunted and moved his hips up, thrusting inside of my sweet wetness, pushing the head of his huge cock against my weak spot. He knew I loved it.

The sweat rolled down our skin as we fucked, hard but sweet, his lips kissing mine as my long hair became wetter and wetter. Gulping quietly, Zayn closed his eyes in peace and rested his forehead against my chest as he thrust upwards, loving the feeling of my body against his. Zayn's arms wrapped around my waist like belts, my fingers tangling in his damp, messy quiff.

"Ooh," Zayn moaned in his raspy voice, throwing his head back and pushing my body up and down. My walls clenched and he knew I was close.

"Yes baby...feel how my cock fills you..." Zayn groaned and reached between our sweaty bodies to rub my clit. I clenched harder.

"You love it, don't you? God, I can't even feel your pussy from how wet you are...for me..."

As he circled his thumb on my swollen clit, Zayn moved his right hand around my waist and lower to my butt cheeks, squeezing possessively as he fucked me into oblivion. His middle finger parted my butt cheeks and played with my puckered, always so sensitive anus. I whined loudly and almost came with his cock fucking me, his fingers massaging the two weak spots on my body. It was too much, but I was trying my best to hold it.

Zayn pushed the tip of his finger in my anus and moved it in a circle, pressing right against the spot that made me shake and clench violently. Gasping, I moaned loudly and moved my hips back and forth, feeling his finger enter my anus and fill me completely.

"Look at you...so full," Zayn whispered and opened his eyes lazily, biting onto his entire lower lip and thrusting faster, watching his cock enter me again and again.

"Yes Zayn," I whined, "Oh, fuck me, mmm."

Chuckling darkly, Zayn rammed into me and his fingers became too much to handle. I came with my body shaking, muscles buzzing and jumping.

"Oh!" I moaned and felt him fill me, his cock twitching inside of me.

"Yeees, baby..." He smirked and buried his head in the crook of my neck. I probably smelled on jasmine, sex and him.

Exhaling loudly, I felt his fingers move away from me. He pulled his cock out of my wet heat and leaned back to rest against the seat with my body trembling on top of him.

"Barbara is going to kill us," I laughed quietly and kissed the vein in his neck that was pulsing quickly.

"Fuck that. But we need to go," He chuckled weakly and moved my body carefully away from him. I picked up my jeans and dressed quietly, listening to the belt around his waist being buckled.

"Let's go," he grinned and got out of the car with me.

My knees were buckling as I walked towards the light pink house, the smell of sex still in my hair. Zayn knocked three times and waited with me next to him.

After a few seconds, the door opened quietly and Barbara smiled at us. She was looking the same. Her blonde curls were still beautiful, but she looked tired.

"Hi. Thanks for coming. Come in," She smiled weakly and that was when we saw her swollen belly. It looked like a pilates ball.

"Wow," I breathed in awe, looking down at the huge stomach. Barbara smiled softly and wrapped an arm around the ball on her.

Zayn's eyes were wide in terror and maybe fear as he looked at Barbara's belly. He looked sick, so he walked in the living room to calm down.

"So, soon?" I smiled down at the short girl.

"Soon," she nodded, rubbing her belly slowly.

She was a hero in my eyes. So many things had happened to her, and yet she was here, glowing and ready to be a mother. Ready to have a child with a man who didn't even know he was going to be a father.

"Can I...talk to it?" I raised my eyebrows and Barbara nodded enthusiastically.

"Sure! Go ahead."

Kneeling down, I cleared my throat and placed my warm hands on the belly. It was huge and hard as if it was filled with air.

"Hi," I spoke shyly, "I, um, I'm gonna be something like your aunt. Because Mike is like my brother. And, uh, I can't wait to meet you...you're gonna be so beautiful. Like your mother," I smiled up at Barbara to see the tears of happiness in her blue eyes.

"Please don't kick your mother too much. Be a good baby," I giggled and kissed the belly, feeling a kick against my lips.

I pulled away quickly with obvious shock written over my face.

"It kicked me! On the lips!"

"He likes you..." Barbara giggled and my eyes became bigger.

"He?"

Nodding slowly, Barbara smiled and shrugged her shoulders. I got up on myfeet and looked down at her.

"He's a baby boy. I still don't know how to call him..."

"Oh my god," I breathed.

"Are you going to get in here or what?" Zayn yelled from the other room and caused me to roll my eyes. Barbara giggled at me.

Slowly walking into the living room, I watched Barbara all the time just in case she didn't fall. Surprisingly, Barbara moved across the room normally, just a little bit slower. She sat down as if she wasn't having a huge ball on her.

Zayn's eyes were wide as he stared at the belly.

"So," I started, sitting down on the sofa, "I thought about going shopping tomorrow. I can't wait to buy the baby clothes."

"That would be great. I didn't buy anything."

"Zayn," I looked at him, "It's a boy."

Harr's eyes widened even more. Gulping hard, he squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed his temples.

"I need some air," he breathed and jumped up on his feet, almost running away from us.

"You know what?" I raised my eyebrows at Barbara.

"Mm?"

"I think that Zayn Malik is scared."

Notes

Sorry for the explicity of the story :P

ANyways what do you think??? I found it really cute when the baby kicked. What do you think about Barbara I call her Barbs :))) Barbs is so strong really.


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