Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)

Chapter 43

Smut warning*

I wake up the next morning with Zayn holding me tight as ever. We're both stark naked and his morning wood is pressed against my thigh and it's turning me on. I wouldn't mind some morning sex but I'm feeling a bit sore and I think I need some time to recover.

I snuzzle more into him, wanting for this moment to never end. He brings me in closer to him. "Morning." He murmurs.

"Morning." I smile and kiss his neck an his hands behind to roam my body. "I should take a shower." I lightly graze his neck with my lips.

"Let's shower together." He says way too excitedly and that does sound nice.

"Let's then."

"Really?" I turn to look at him and he looks so excited.

"Yeah." I get up and wrap the small white blanket and wrap it around my body and head into the bathroom. I turn the shower head on and I realize I have some love bites on my neck. Well the rest of the lads are going to have a field day with this.

Zayn comes into the bathroom seconds later, and we both brush our teeth. Zayn slowly removes the blanket and it drops into the floor. He grabs my hand and leads me into the bathroom. The warm water cascades down my body and Zayn brings me in for a kiss. "Your so beautiful, you know that? I'm not sure what I would of done without you." He murmurs against my neck.

"I don't know what I'll do with out you either." He switches places with me, so now he's under the shower head. He grabs the loofah and squirts my body wash onto it and begins to rub it against my body. He starts with my stomach, rubbing it in a slow circle motion and makes his way upward towards my chest and does the same.

He washes my whole body and as I lather up my hair and wash all the soap off he begins to scrub his own body and his own hair. He hasn't topped staring at me since we've got in. And I know this is turning him on, his hard on is evident to that. And it turning me on as well, I mean the way he was washing my body just made me ache and throb down there. "Your getting turned on, am I right?" He steps underneath the shower and begins to wash off.

"I'm still a bit sore." I blush.

"I thought you might be." He smirks.

"Yeah but that doesn't mean, that I'm not able to do this." I get on my knees and I grab a hold of his shaft. I've never done this before but I want to pleasure him as much as he does me.

"Rose you don't have to do this." He runs his fingers through my damp hair as I slowly stroke him.

"But I want to." I murmur. I slowly trace my tongue over his hard on and he moans. He bucks his hips and he slightly makes me gag but I keep giving him pleasure with my tongue. He moans my name out and I'm getting so turned on.

I didn't know I could give him this much pleasure when I'm not even sure what I'm doing. I'm so inexperienced and I don't know what I'm doing but I guess I let my instincts take over. "Rose.. I'm close, if you.." I take him out of my mouth but I keep stroking him and he comes all over my chest. "Fuck Rose, your so.. come here." He brings up to him and begins to kiss me. "Your the best." He washes himself off me and then shuts the water.

We get out and dry ourselves off and change into clean clothes.

After we have lunch and trying to hide the love bites from the rest of the boys, even though I'm sure they know. They kept snickering and giggling and saying indirects towards Zayn and I.

I decide to head over to my parents house since I haven't even seen them in a while so I tug on my jacket and head out into the snowy weather.

The snow falls into my face, nipping and burning as it does. After the five minute walk, I knock on the door. My mum opens the door and quickly pull me inside. "It's so cold outside, why didn't you use the key I gave you? It serves for that purpose." She laughs.

"I know but it feels weird, you since I don't officially lice here." We take a seat in the couch.

"Ah I see but I don't mind. So what brings you here?" She asks.

"I just wanted to see you guys, I have missed you." My mum embraces me.

"Are you sure that's it?" She arches her eyebrow.

"Well not exactly." I murmur. "What does the by dad work as?" I ask.

"Well he's a model." It doesn't surprise me, at all I mean my dad is a very handsome guy.

"Don't you ever worry about other women coming on to him?" I being to fiddle with my fingers.

"I do." She begins to say. "But I love him enough to trust him to not do anything. He loves me and I him."

"Does he ever go away for these shoots?" I ask.

"He does and it does get tough but like I said I love him and trust him. And he does let these other women know that they don't stand a chance against me." She laughs and I smile. "What is this about?"

"Well Zayn is leaving for tour in a couple of weeks and he's going with the rest of the boys and his ex girlfriend's band mates..." I trail off.

"Oh I see, Yeah that can be tough. But if you trust him, there's nothing to worry about." She grabs a hold of me hand.

"I do trust him, I just don't trust his ex girlfriend."

"Who is his ex girlfriend?"

"Perrie Edwards." I grimace as I say her name.

"Oh." She frowns. "Oh, that horrid girl?"

"Yup."

"Well you do what feels right, him being away might get hard but I'd it's meant to be it'll last." She smiles. I pause and ponder what she just said. I do trust Zayn and I know he will never for anything to jeopardize what we have. Us going to to the next intimate level is proof if that. "Do you want to see your room?"

"Oh Yes." My parents have been working on my room and I'm so excited to see it. We head up the stairs and we keep walking until we reach a door and she opens the door. Inside there's a large canopy bed, with a large vanity mirror across from, a white dresser and some shelves nailed in the walls. There's some cardboard boxes with my stuff in it on the floor.

"We brought your stuff and let me tell you your land lady is a bit scary but was nicely outside until ending your lease early." She laughs. "So you can start decorating How ever you like. We can go to the hardware store and pick any color you like to paint your room." It's a bit overwhelming, I never had someone go this length for me. "There's also this." She begins to tug me towards the end of the hall and she opens another door to reveal what it looks like a small art studio. "Not that I was snooping but I noticed a lot of your artwork in your old loft and I just thought you'll like this."

"Wow." I murmur. "This is amazing, thank you so much." I hug my mum.

"I can't Wait until you officially move in. Do you know when that might be?" She asks.

"Well I want to spend as much time with Zayn before he leaves so maybe a little after he leaves?"

"That sounds perfect." She kisses my forehead.

"Yes it does." I spend the rest of the afternoon with my mum, trying to organize my room. We get most of my things unpacked but soon we decide to finish later on.

"It was nice spending time with you." She hugs me.

"Same here." I smile as I hug here back.

"I just can't Wait to have you officially home."

"Me either."