Numbers z.m

Chapter 45.

Lexie's P.O.V:

oh god, what the hell is going on? I mean yeah this is sort of turning me on but-- okay, okay fine. that's a lie it's really turning me on but is he really serious.

"now." his voice rasped sternly and my feet having a mind of their own moved towards the side of the bed.

I turn to look above my shoulder and saw Zayn's figure leaning against the wall smirking. I swallowed and took off my shirt and then stripped down my shorts, I was about to unclasp my bra when he stopped me

"I will do that, go and cuff yourself Ms. Shay oh and bum side up" he smirked

what?! bum side up... okay

My eyes widen but I comply to his demands ironically. Once my right wrist was cuffed to the bed I frowned realizing that I can't cuff my other wrist.

well okay then.

I look at Zayn silently telling him to help and he just cocked an eye brow at me, well help?

"words" he clipped.

"I uhm- can't really" I stuttered hoping that he'd see what I was getting at, the smug look on his face gave away that he did get what I was trying to say but decided to ignore my plea

"again, Ms. Shay?"

ugh.

this is annoying yet sexy at the same time.

"I need your help with this sir" I purred, well shit that came out involuntarily.

As Zayn registered my words his eyes darkened and I knew that I was in for something more.

He shook his head disapprovingly before striding over to the bed and cuffing my other hand.

what?! I can't cuff myself has he lost it?

'you're turned on' my subconscious snickered and I rolled my eyes

fuck off.

"don't roll your eyes at me" he growled.

holy shit it's been a while since he said that.

Dominant Zayn is back everybody.

I shook my thoughts away and focused on Zayn, his face was hard but he was smirking.

Now do you understand why he's so god damn hard to read?

"Why Ms. Shay you are always a sight aren't you?"

I felt the ache down there as he released his words, but then again I'm on all fours, my wrists cuffed to the head board and my ass perched up if I was a guys I wouldn't mind this too.

Holy shit this is really kinky but really, really hot.

"Now can you tell me why you are in that position right now?" he asked while he took my chin in between his fingers gently moving my face to face him

"I can't" I confess, how can I tell him if I can't even remember half of what happened.

"and why is that?" he clipped sarcastically

"I drank too much" I answered truthfully.

"exactly." he answered, his voice dropping and I winced yeap he's pissed.

"and do you want me to paint the whole picture?" he sarcastically remarked and I swallowed

"No I'd rather not" I unknowingly muttered under my breath