Lust -Zayn malik-

This story is about 18 year old Jade.


3. Kidnapped

 I want to close my legs, but Zayn sits between them and makes that impossible.

Zayn’s fingers hit my g-spot hard once.

“Zayn!” I moan a little too loud.

Again I can feel him smile against my skin.

“Good girl” he whispers in a low, lustful voice.


 He pulls his fingers out; he licks them while winks at me, his eyes are darker than earlier, he’s turned on.

I try to catch my breath again.

“I. Hate. You.” I curse him.

“Don’t worry, I’m not done yet” he said and smile at me.

Hah! That’s what he thinks! If he wanna play, I’m ready!

Zayn gets of the bed, and open his belt. I sit up in the bed, and then get up too. Zayn looks at me, confused.  

I have to run out of here! I don’t care what happens; I just have to get out!  


Zayn aren’t confused anymore, instead he smirks?

“Wanna help me?” he asks.


“No I don-“before I can say more, Zayn has gripped my wrist, and he press my hand on his crotch.

Zayn moan a little, under my touch, and I can feel his boner. I want to pull my hand away, but Zayn won’t release my wrist.

Zayn put my hands inside of his pants.

I struggle more intense, I’m not going to please him. Or... I smile as a plan forms in my head. I’m going to be the boss, if I can show him I’m not the weakest of us, will he might show me more respect.

I slowly rub his cock, Zayn lies his head back, and I can hear him moan, when the pleasure runs through his body.


“Harder” Zayn whispers.

But I don’t. I do what I want to, and not what I’m told to.

“Harder” Zayn says again. But before he can do anything, do I pull my hand out, and runs toward the door.

I unlock it and opens it, I don’t care that I only wear my undies and bra. But I don’t get any longer before, his arms are around my waist.

“Where do you think, you’re going?” he whispers.

“Out!” I yell.

“I don’t think so.”

Zayn pulls me toward the bed, and throws me on it again.

“I have to get home. My parents probably wait for me already” I say, but I can’t hide the panic and fear in my voice.

 Zayn seems to notice, because he’s walking toward me smiling.

“Don’t lie to me Jade” he say, separates my legs, so he can sit on his knees, between them.

“I don’t”

“Yes you are. Your parents are on a vacation, they won’t notice anything.”


“How do you know that?” I ask, the fear’s back in my voice.

“The little friend of yours, she talks a lot when she’s drunk” he answers.

“You can’t kidnap me!” I say cold.

“Actually I can. You’ll be staying here until I say you can leave. And you’re going to do what I ask to.” He smirks at me again.

“And if I don’t?”

“I’ll punish you. No worries, you’ll like it. A lot.”


I can’t move. I’m choked, the boy’s insane! 

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