Summer Love?

Emily has gone to Barbados for the Summer to try and heal herself. After a few nights she meets Zayn Malik on the beach. What happens when a summer love blossoms and they don't want to leave each other? Will it be an all good romance or will mistakes and regrets get in the way? What direction is this passion fueled relationship headed in? Because after all summer loves are never meant to last...

Some sex scenes


39. Hot And Heavy (Sex Scene)

Emily's p.o.v

Since we spent yesterday in bed,  Zayn still had no clothes on. I let my hands trail down his warm body. A smile spread across his face, but he still didn't open his eyes. I held his shaft in my hand, slowly rubbing up and down. "Wake up Zaynie," I whispered. He still didn't open his eyes. So I began to jerk him faster. A moan escaped his lips. "Baby I know you're awake. I'm not stupid" I told him. His eyes popped open. "Yea but I didn't want you to stop babe," he said. I kept pumping him, seeing him bite his lip and grip the sheets. I got up from the bed, right as his cock began to twitch. Knowing he would want more, I walked downstairs with him following. I was ready to play his 'game'. "So what do you want to eat?" I asked opening the fridge. Note that we were still naked.


"I'm not fucking hungry" he said slamming the door. "My baby not hungry?" "I'm only hungry for one thing. And that's you" he gave off a devilish grin, pushing me onto the counter. He spread my legs apart, sucking and nibbling at my cilt. Just what I was going for. I gripped his hair, wanting more. "Zayn..." I moaned. "Babe, you taste so good. Lets make you taste even better," he said grabbing the whipped cream. He put the tip in my pussy, spraying some inside. I felt myself get wet by this. The cool sensation of it filling me up. Zayn plunged his tongue in my pussy, licking out the whip cream.

"Best breakfast ever," he muttered. "Get up," he commanded. Following orders, I did. He set one of my feet on the counter and stood behind me, stuffing his cock right into my pussy. "Zayn!"  I screamed. I gripped the back of his head, and turning mine for a kiss, drowning out the moans.

"You like that babe? Scream my name" he said thrusting harder and harder. Zayn pinched my nipples, turning me on even more. "Fuck Zayn. Don't stop!" I said. "That's right. No one leaves me hanging,"  he pushed me into the counter, cold marble across my stomach. He began to do me from behind. The sound of our skin slapping against each other filled the room. "Fuck Emily, i'm gonna cum,"  he said thrusting faster. "Ahh," he did one last push, shooting his load in me. "God Em's...I wish we could wake up like that everyday," Zayn said rubbing his almost limp cock. "Maybe we can" I grinned, pecking him on the lips.

Zayn's p.o.v

She walked out of the room and I followed her. "Where do you think your going?" I asked, grabbing her waist and turning her to me. "To get changed," she replied. "But I like you just the way you are." "I know you do but we have to go see my aunt and uncle today." "Ugh. I just want you to myself." "You had me all day yesterday and just there now. But don't worry, i'll let you have me later," she winked. She put her forehead against mine and kissed me. I pulled away after a few minutes and she slapped my ass before walking off to the bathroom. "Tease!" I shouted at her. She popped her head around the door and stuck her tongue out at me.


<No teasin, you waited long enough, go deep, imma throw it at ya, can you catch it? Don't hold back, you know I like it rough. Know i'm feeling ya, huh. Know you liking it, huh>

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