"So hows things with Hunter?" My best friend Rosie said over the bar. Thats right, im a bartender. I worked at a bar called Twisted, it was pretty quiet. Two standards in the corner, my bestfriend infront of me and 5 boys at the end of the bar. I sighed. "Yeah great.." I rolled my eyes. "Still sucking in bed huh?" She gave me a sad smile. The boys sniggered, i threw them a glance but decided to ignore them. "Yeah, like fucking seriously?! He hasnt given me a orgasm in ages! Always have to finish myself off in the bathroom.." i replied sourly. The boys laughed at my statement. I turned to them and slammed my bear on the counter. "Can i fucking help you?" i placed my hand on my hip. "Sounds more like we can help you." the curly haired one winked. I huffed and rolled my eyes. Just as i was about to turn back to Rosie a sweet innocent voice filled my ears. "Ehm, excuse me?" i turned to him. He had blue eyes and blonde hair. He was.. Cute. "Can i have some peanuts please?" I asked shyly. I smiled. "Sure sweetie." i placed the nuts infront of him. "She can have my nuts." the black haired bloke muttered. "Yeah and i would fucking crush them." i replied faking a smile. The rest of the boys laughed as i walked back to Rosie.
Hours passed and now it was pretty late. "I better be off." Rosie said and kissed my cheek. "Bye." i smiled back at her. "Call you tomorrow!" She said as she flew out the door. I started wiping the counter. "Finally, thought she'd never leave." a smooth voice filled my ears. I looked up and were met by silky dark eyes. He grinned at me. "You know, you should come back with me, i wont let you finish off in the bathroom." he winked. I dont know what came over me but i found myself nodding. I glanced at the time. "My shift ends in 10 minutes."
"Whats your name?" He asked as he unlocked his door. "M-Melody." "Im Zayn." he grinned. "Can i get you a drink?" he asked as we walked in. The place was huge, but messy. I nodded. Suddenly Lily Allen's not fair started blaring out of my phone. "He calls me fifteen times a da-" i answered quickly. Zayn smirked at me. "Yes Hunter?" i said without looking at the phone. "Where are you?" "Urm, with Rosie. Why?" I glanced at Zayn and he raised his eyebrows at me and pulled me to the couch. I didnt hear anything Hunter said. Guilt washed over me. "Look Hunt, i gotta go. Call you later okay? Bye." i hung up and let out a big breath. Zayn sat next to me on the couch. "You seem nervous." He put his hand on my thigh and i just shook my head. "You sure?" he edged his hand higher. "I shouldnt be doing this." i put my head in my hands and sighed. "Why because of him?" he spat at me. Was he angry? "Look i didnt fucking invite you up here to sit and chat!" Okay he was clearly angry. I gulped down the glass he had handed me earlier, the burning sensation giving me confidence. I placed it on the table and sat on Zayn, straddling him. He looked shocked but soon grinned. Soon my shirt was on the floor and his face nuzzled inbetween my tits. His shirt soon joined mine and oh my god, he was so.. ergh! He sucked my collarbone and i moaned before i realised. I pulled away. "Stop! You cant mark me." i said carefully. "If i fucking want to mark you, i fucking will." he said anger in his voice once again. Oddly this turned me on beyond belief. You could litterly hear the waves from my wet sex. Soon his lips were on my collarbone again. I could feel him growing harder beneath me. I saw his eyes go dark and soon i was on my back. "Zayn?" i asked confused. "Shutup." he muttered as he undid my pants. "What? No, stop!" i squirmed under his grip, half playing half serious. "I said shut the fuck up or i'll shut you up myself." he growled looking down at me. He pulled of my tight leather trousers. Soon i mustered up enough power to push him off and i stood up. I was playing his game, just better. "You fucking bitch!" Zayn stood up. "You know im gonna have to punish you for that." he growled at me as he edged closer. Suddenly his hand was on my shoulder and he pushed me down to my knees. "You should know what you should do." he said as he grabbed my hair. I slowly undid his belt and after that his trousers. They fell down to his ankles and soon his boxers joined. "Fuck" i gasped as his shaft sprung up to his belly. Zayn smirked down at me. I took him in my mouth and soon Zayn was guiding me by my hair. He groaned as my head bobbed up and down. "Urgh, im gonna fucking cum." he muttered under his breath. Suddenly he pulled my face away from his crotch.
"Get on all four." Zayn said as he unclasped my bra. "Why?" i looked at him wonderingly. "Just do it." he was getting annoyed again. I did as he said and soon he was behind me, feeling his hard cock against my thigh. His fingers grazed my opening. "Oh my, you really like being treated like a little slut huh?" he asked and slapped my bum. I moaned out in pleasure and i could almost hear the smirk in his voice. "Now lets get you what you came here for." His fingers grazed me once more. He grabbed my hips and with force pushed himself in. "Urgh, fuck." i exclaimed. His thrusts were unforgiving, like he was. He slapped my ass a few times more. "Whats my name?" he groaned. I just moaned. "I said whats my name?!" thrusting even harder and spanking a lot harder. "Z-Zayn." i breathed out. "Good girl." he kissed my back. His fingers tracing my breasts and soon moving down. "Are you close?" He growled in my ear. I nodded. His thumb soon met my clit and fireworks went off. "Fuck." he groaned. From out of nowhere suddenly my legs started giving in. Zayn laughed and held me up. "This is what a real orgasm feels like." And just as he said this my climax hit me. "Oh god, fuck. Urgh Za-ha-ha-yn." i managed to choke out. Suddenly he pulled out and with a groan i felt him spill everything he had on my lowerback/bum. He collapsed next to me on the floor. Wrapping a blanket around us and smirking at me. I gave a shy smile back.
I didnt know how this happened, but it sure fucking beats finishing up in the bathroom.
