Taste For An Older Chick - A Kendall Jenner Fanfic(Season 1)

Chapter 5: Her Skin.

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Zara's P.O.V

The taste of her blood was so vivid and alive. I wanted more and more. I open my eyes and see her arms wrapped around my waist, and her body on top of mine with her legs tightly around my legs. Her Calvin Klein underwear making her fit body look hella hot. I trace the outline of her underwear, and she shifts a little. She's ticklish. I found out from the moans I gave her from just kissing her side stomach. 

I feel the bite she gave me around my neck and trace the one around hers. She slowly gets up and gets ready for the morning. We didn't have to exchange words because our bodies were already speaking. 

I get up from the bed and head downstairs. 

Cara looks at me suspiciously, and Hailey drops her newspaper. 

"No... You scandal." Hailey sees the bite on my neck. 

"Gotta love the older girls." Cara says winking at me. I scoff and take a bite from my pancake. 

I was instantly connected with Kendall now, and I could sense when she was in trouble. I know she still hated the fact that I was younger. I guess she couldn't see the fact that I could make her feel youthful and turn her on. 

I walk over to the pool, and see Kendall with her black robe on. Her hair is down and loose, and her eyes cold and calm. I take off my shirt and reveal my Nike sports bra. I keep my joggers on and walk over to her. 

I try to help her take off her robe, but she moves away.

"I'm capable of handling my own robe" She says taking it off to reveal a black bikini. Her flat stomach exposed as well as almost half her body. She is beautiful. She smiles softly at me before entering the pool. 

I sit on the edge of the pool and watch her as she goes underwater. She comes back up pushing her hair out of her face and back. She gives me a smirk, and I eye her every move. 

Kendall's P.O.V

The way she eyed me with her blue eyes, did something to me. I rub the mark on my neck and feel relived that she's all mine now. Even if she is young, no one could handle me. Only Zara. 

I look at her exposed upper body, besides her sports bra, and my eyes fill with lust. Her abs and boyish features hypnotized me and I wanted nothing more than her. 

I have to calm down. I look away and continue swimming around the pool. I hold my breath and go underwater, and I think. 

I think about Zara shielding me in her arms from people who want to harm me. I think of her aggressively pulling on my hand when she's mad at me. I think of laying on top of her when she's sad and has tears in her eyes. 

I come back up and breathe. Just breathe. 

I see Zara standing in front of me with her blue eyes, staring me down. 

"And why are you here?" I ask. 

"Because I can be." She says. I feel as if she's trying to be the older one now. 

"I thought I was the oldest one." I say

"For an older chick, you're pretty sensitive." She presses me against the rim of the pool, and I clutch it. She kisses the bite she gave me last night and then hovers over my lips. 

I kiss her repeatedly, not wanting to let go. She carries me, with my legs around her waist, out of the water. She sets me down, and I head upstairs to change. 

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