The fact that he didn't want me.. made me want him even more.


2. Chapter 1

The music pumped through my veins. I grinded my hips against some toxicated man, who slurred profanities into my sensitive ears. I focused on swaying my hips to the rhythm of the music. Although, I had to make sure he was looking. I wanted him to know I wasn't just a tutor any more. I want him. I want to feel the slick sweat from his forehead dripping down his chin while he groans my name into the thin air. I felt his eyes on me. I slipped out of the strangers arms and strut toward the bar. I rested my arms against the counter. 

"It's good to see you Cara." His hot breath on my neck.

"Well, well. Look who it is... Zayn Malik." I smirked. I tossed a shot down and handed the small glass back to the bartender.

"You look amazing." He tilted his head to the side. I smiled down at my black heels. 

"Thank you." I giggled. "How are you?" I asked him.

"I'm good, you Cara?" He licked his bottom lip slowly. I could rip off his shirt right there.

"I'm great." I shrugged. 

"Do you wanna get out of here?" He smirked. I smiled and nodded. He guided me out of the club and out into the humid summer air. His hand dug into his pocket and he pulled out a cigarette from a carton. "Do you want?" He asked. I shook my head no.

"What do you do now?" I wandered. 

"I'm an English teacher. How about you?" He blew out the thick smoke from his mouth.

"Occasion photographer." I grinned.

"Ahh, you've always been in to that. You always carried around that huge camera." He chuckled.

"Yeah, I guess." I smiled. He opened the door for me of his car. I sat down in the passenger seat. He closed my door and jogged around the front and got in. He turned the key and the engine roared. I stared at his hand. I've waited years for this. He turned up the radio a little bit. I sang the tune in my head. "So what sparks your interest in English?" I tried to break the tension.

"The messages between the texts. Also, kids now a days.. they think ways i never even thought about." He shrugged.

"Ahh, thats very true. Kids are amazing." I laughed. "What do you dislike about it?" I squinted my eyes.

"Really just waking up early, grading and shit." The car stopped. He got out the car and opened my door. I grabbed his hand and followed him to the entrance of his apartment. We took the elevator up to the 8th floor. He unlocked the door and let me in. "Do you mind taking off your shoes and leaving them on the carpet right there?" He asked me. I took off my pumps and set them down on the rug.

"Take a seat, i'll get us some drinks." He smirked and disappeared into the kitchen. I took my hair down from my pony tail and sniffed my under arms. I'm good. I put my phone on vibrate. Zayn came back with two glasses of white wine. He sat next to me and handed me a glass.

"Thank you." We clunked our glasses together. I crossed my legs. The waiting for him was aching. I craved him. I need him. I tossed back the wine and climbed on top of him. "Fuck you for making me wait." I hissed and pulled on the collar of his shirt. I pressed my lips against his. His hands cupped my ass and squeezed. I moaned into his mouth.

"You want me." He growled. He picked me up and walked me over to his bedroom. He sat me down on the bed and hovered over me. I tugged at the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. I traced his abdominal muscles with my cold finger tips causing him to shiver. He dipped his head into the crook of my neck and kissed and bit on my skin gently. 

"Zayn.." I whispered. He slid my dress up to my stomach with his hands and placed his hips between my legs. "Take it off." I whimpered. He obeyed and pulled my dress over and tossed it somewhere off the bed. I unbuttoned his jeans and he kicked them off to the floor.

"Fuck you're so sexy." He nibbled on my earlobe. A pool of liquids left me from the words that just left his mouth. He slid off me and got on his knees. He slid off my panties slowly, teasing me.

"Fuck Zayn! I need you!" I whined. He had a devilish grin on his face. He kissed my ankle down to my calf slowly. He moved close to my thigh, kissing and nipping at my skin gently. He blew air onto my aching core. "Zayn. Stop fucking teasing me." I pounded my fist into the comforter. He dipped his tongue inside me. Licking and kissing all over my soaked center and folds.

"Shit!" I moaned. "Your fingers baby." I ran my finger tips through his soft black hair. He pumped his pointer finger in and out of me slowly while he nibbled and sucked on my clit. I needed more. i lifted my hips into the air, hoping he'd get the message. He pushed my hips down onto the bed and smirked. He added two more fingers. He curled them and pumped them in and out of me fast, reaching my g-spot over and over again. I felt hot and shaky. My knees went weak as what almost felt like electricity shocked my veins. "ZAYN!" I screamed out. He pulled his fingers out of me and hovered over me again. I whimpered.

"I want my pleasure too." He smiled down at me. I pushed him off of me and stood up from the bed. I pulled down his Calvin Klein briefs. I took his package in my hands and pumped slowly. "No, I said pleasure baby girl." I smiled and licked the tip of his dick, keeping eye contact with him. I took his balls in my hands and massages them gently. I took him in my mouth whole, causing his tip to hit the back of my throat. "Fuck Cara." He tossed his head back and took a fistful of my hair, forcing me to deep-throat him. I tightened my lips around him, increasing the amount of suction. I bobbed my head up and down, swirling my tongue around the tip each time. I sucked harder and bobbed faster. I pumped my hand, increasing the amount of pleasure. He rocked his hips into my mouth. "Fuck baby! Right there." He groaned. "God damn Cara!" He moaned. I felt his dick twitch and I pulled away. "What the hell!" He growled.

"Paybacks a bitch." I smirked and straddled his waist. I pressed my lips down on his and bit down, making a small wound. He placed his dick at my entrance and I slid myself down slowly. He didn't let me adjust. He lifted me up a little off the bed and pounded into me. "FUCK ZAYN!" I screamed. I clawed at the sheets of the bed. He flipped us over and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I rocked my hips against his, causing the tip of his cock to hit my g-spot. "RIGHT THERE ZAYN OH BABY!" I dug my nails into his back and arched mine, causing our chests to rub together. I felt my knees go weak again and the electricity run through me. "I'm not gonna last." I whimpered.

"Hold it, please baby?" He whispered into my ear. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to hold in my orgasm. He increased the speed and slammed into me harder. "God Cara you're fucking tight!" He groaned. "You feel so good baby." He kissed my lips harshly and passionately. I couldn't hold it anymore, I was seized by ecstasy. I released my warm juices on Zayn's dick. He rode out my orgasm. "I'm almost there baby." He intertwined his fingers with mine. With his free hand he squeezed my ass and spanked me. His cock twitched inside me and he pulled out quickly. I sat up and took him in my mouth, letting his release his cum into my mouth. I swallowed quickly. I fell back onto his bed.

"Shit." I panted.

"Do you want to stay over the night?" He asked me.

"Sure..." I smiled at him. I got him right where I need him. Or... He has me rights where he wants me. Either way, he's mine.

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