More Than Words

We left of the studio and walked to the nearby Starbucks. Perrie was actually happy that I accepted her invite; I could tell that she was glad by her constant smile drawn on her face. She took the liberty to grab us the lattes while I found a comfortable seat on a table I chose. I really wanted her to clear out her point and I was honestly happy she changed and began to accept the fact that we can never be back together. I had finally found my soul mate; I honestly have been thinking a lot on settling down with Violet. I can see her raising our kids and being that loveable wife that any man would be lucky to have in his basic life.






“Here you go!” she handed me my mug and I gave a weak smile as a thank you to her; she then sat down in the empty seat in front of me and took a sip. “Aren’t you going to drink? He-he.” She suggested as I was staring at my cup; I looked at her and nodded as I took my first sip. “Ok I know you are wondering right now when I was going to start talking. Zayn, we had a past between us, and basically I am willing to say after all the time I spent thinking about what happened; I can’t be happier that you and Violet are now together ……..” I heard her talk, yet all of a sudden I felt dizzy. I tried calming down with another sip of coffee, but now my vision was becoming blurry and her voice pitch changed to a deeper and slower pitch. What’s going on with me? Everything around me was spinning like a roller coaster from hell itself. “I-I …. I don…. “I couldn’t speak anymore! I am losing all of my 5 senses and my head became light as a feather and stiff as a rock.


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Perrie’s POV:
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My plan was working all to what I needed exactly; he is now so fragile and he wouldn’t even know what was going on. It is my time to move. “Excuse me? My boyfriend is really tired and I need you to help me to carry him to a taxi if you don’t mind.” I knew that this waiter would help me relentlessly; he carried the numb Zayn to a taxi outside and we took off. He won’t even know what would happen to him once he gets back to his senses; not for now he won’t! I guided the taxi to my house; while I heard Zayn mumble from his unconsciousness “Vie….Vi…” That silly girl will know how to mess with me after I finish from what I had in mind. The taxi parked in front of my door step and I acted fragile as I asked him to carry Zayn inside. The driver agreed as he saw the situation and he held him bridal style and placed him on my bed. “Thank you; I’m so sorry but he is a heavy drinker.” I was such a good actress and my scene was very believable; the driver nodded and left outside.






I ran to my bed room, stripped him from all his clothes, did the same thing to myself, and I made my way to his naked body with my phone in my hand. I turned on the video and I placed it on my counter as I checked that it was already recording. I made love to him and he didn’t even know how this was so easy for me to drag his skin and flex it in my insides. I moaned and controlled his hands like a puppet as I landed them on my buttocks and I started riding him like there was no other guy that I wanted more than now. I pulled him harder and thrusted his equipment deeper into me as I bounced on his hips. I finally emptied my heated liquid after that sensational time with Zayn. He was hot even when he was heavy mental. He didn’t even know what was going on and I made sure he didn’t make a sound as I allowed my sexual moans increase from the heated pain he provided deeply with his object. I wiped the sweat from my body and gave him a wipe from my splintering release all over his lower body part. I stopped the video and I went to shower. His phone was ringing nonstop and so was mine; I giggled as I knew this is what I exactly wanted. I made my way to the shower and I was enjoying my success of what I am allowed to call “Revenge”.

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