For Lovers Only - [A Zarry Stylik]©️

XXI- SWEAT

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I loved kissing Zayn.

His lips were a perfect size, so soft and smooth. I loved running my tongue on them and sucking them just right. His mouth was always tempting and inviting. He made it so easy, perfectly responding to me and matching his mouth to mine. It was through his lips that I sensed what he wanted; in how he responded to me, the little gasps coming out when our heads moved position. I loved to kiss him. I could do it all day.

I cupped the side of his face, feeling his pulse rush under my fingers - it was like a drum and bass festival under his skin. We fell on the mattress together with our bodies glued together; I was on top of him, perfectly nestled between his legs, feeling his erection against mine.

Our torsos were close, our warm skin in such proximity it was a confusion of limbs and body parts. My lips touched Zayn's chin feeling the little stubble coming in.

I moved down to the wings on his neck, then the sunflower and continued down to the red dog head on his chest - this was a new tattoo I had yet seen. I moved back with my tongue running on his neck, catching the saltiness of his sweat and the places where he sprayed his cologne

I opened my eyes to see him having a hard time breathing while looking at me. My hands moved down his jeans, unbuttoning them and pulling them down without losing eye contact - leaving them crumpled by the end of the mattress. I noticed he wasn't wearing any briefs already prepared for me. I kept kissing those wonderful lips - our wet exchange echoing in the emptiness of his flat.

I planted a kiss so slow and so decadent, that Zayn's entire body moved up towards me.

My hand ran over his parted leg, placing it around my waist, while mine locked him in this position. I touched the inside of his knee, up the thigh and found his secret spot. Zayn's head fell on the mattress, eyes closed, and lips parted. I licked my two fingers, lubing them perfectly, and then I inserted them into Zayn who gasped loudly. He looked down at my hand seeing it inside him and let out the most enticing of sounds.

Instinctively his hips began moving towards me, enjoying the movement I was giving to him, just like he had done to me two days before. His hands gripped my hair, pulling me, looking for my lips. I ran a trail with my tongue from his shoulder, up to his neck and on his ear.

I looked down at him, seeing his cock erect and ready for me. I curved my fingers inside him, touching that perfect spot and Zayn jerked in my direction.

I removed my fingers, running them down his taint and grabbing his balls - I massaged them sweetly and Zayn's groans subsided a bit. His eyes opened, finding mine and we locked for a moment. His fingers brushed my hair, coming down my eyebrows, my cheeks and then my lips; I kissed the palm of his hand.

My hand moved to his cock, gripping it. I begin moving up and down on him, at the perfect pace. Zayn closed his eyes, opening his mouth, but not letting any sound. Completely taken by me. I looked down seeing my hand pumping him, moving up and down at the right speed for him.

I loved his cock. It was a perfect size and thickness and I remembered how good it made me feel. My mouth watered with the thought of having it all to myself.

I looked back at Zayn, who huffed with pleasure. I found his lips again, increasing the movement of my hand. His hand gripped my moving arm, pulling it to him as a sign that I was doing the right thing and he was enjoying every moment. His moans gained weight, coming out from his lips like silk - so sweet and so lazy.

I moved down, leaving wet markings on his skin - I licked the little hairs trailing down his belly to his private area. I left the softest of kisses on the classical heart on his hip.