Make It Rain (Zayn Malik Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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I was stunned. To say I was caught off guard would be an understatement. Zayn pulled me close to his body. I felt his erection against my bare stomach. His kiss was desperate and heated. His hand grabbed my hair turning my head to the side. His lips were on my neck, leaving warm trails of his kisses.

I could not control myself I wanted to pull away, but my body stayed put. My legs turned to jelly. Zayn held me up so I would collapse to the floor. His lips found mine again. I was gasping for air. A groan left Zayn's lips, as my hand brushed against his growing problem.

"Fu.ck..." He said pulling away. Zayn scooped me up from the back of my knees so that my legs were wrapped around his body. We stumbled down onto the couch, as I straddle his lap. He palmed my breasts with one if his hands while the other rested on my butt. Both of his hands reached up to undo my bra. It was tossed to the side, leaving my bare chest exposed.

"Zayn." I said trying to sound stern. My voice failed me as it came out as a moan.

"Say my name again." He said placing his hand in between my legs. The pressure he put on my core, made me moan loudly.

"Say it or I'll stop." He said slowing the pace of his hand

"Zayn don't stop." I said louder than I expected.

When the words left my mouth, his fingers slipped into the front of my leggings. My head flew back at the pleasure he was giving from his hands.

"Let me get you out of these." He said pulling my leggings and panties down. I shifted so he could yank them off. Zayn undid the button on his jeans, pulling them down to reveal his massive p.enis.

My mouth fell open in surprise. I lifted myself onto the tip, slowly sliding down his length.

"F.uck... You're tight" Zayn said kissing my neck.

I snapped back to reality, with Zayn waving his hands in front of my face.

"Sydne. Helloo." He snapped in my face. I blinked a couple of times, closing my mouth that I didn't realize was open.

"W-what." I asked confused.

"I said why aren't you dancing are you nervous?"

"I just danced and..." I silenced myself.

"No you didn't you just stood there looking at me like I grew two heads."

Wait so none of that just happened. I must've been day dreaming. My cheeks flushed.

"You can back out if you don't want to do this." He said sternly.

"No I'm fine" I said rubbing my hand over my face. "Can I use the bathroom first."

"Go ahead it through that door." Zayn said pointing to a door that I didn't realize was in the room. I quickly walk to the bathroom closing the door, amd locking it behind me. I pressed my back against the door. I looked in the mirror turning on the water. I slashed water on my face.

I need to get it together. I don't even know what I am doing here. It seemed like a good idea yesterday maybe this isn't for me. My day dream about Zayn seemed so real. If Zayn was going to be my boss I couldn't have sexual fantasy's about him. I'm just going to tell him I don't want do it.

I walk out of the bathroom. Niall has entered the room at my absence.

"I think she just needs a little guidance." Zayn said to Niall unaware that I've entered the room.

Niall looked up to meet my eyes. He cleared his throat. Zayn turned to face me.

"Are you ready?"