(Dedicated to overmile)
(Laura's POV)
"Lauraaaa," Jackie groans, pounding on the door to the bathroom, "cmon I gotta piss!"
I giggle, and finish putting my bikini on, pulling a see through crop top over me, and walk out.
"Dayum girl," she grins, and I flick my hair, laughing, "Zayns gonna be all over you."
"Shut up," I mumble, blushing.
Zayn, my boyfriend of 4 months, a former One Direction member, an old friend. He was a lot of things. He makes me so ugh I think, and stop, because I started thinking back to what happened four days ago. I'm still fucking sore!
I walk out to the pool and bend over, feeling the water with My hands.
"Damn baby," a soft British voice says, grabbing my hips.
I gasp, feel a blush creep up. I stood up against him, feeling his abs on my back. He was almost a foot taller than me, which he thought was cute. He turns me around, and pecks my lips.
"You look mouthwatering," he whispers in my ear, making me shiver.
"Hmmm," I hum, slowly trailing a finger down his body, "we're alone now you know."
He half growls, half groans, and picks me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he carries us back up to his room.
"Off," I say, pulling at his sweats, demanding that they let loose 'lil Malik'.
He smirks, and slowly pulls them off leaving himself in his boxers. He pulls my crop off in record time, until everything was off of me. I pull his boxers down and he steps out of them.
"Oh baby, I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll be sore for a week this time," he says in my ear, pushing me lightly onto the bed.
He spreads my legs apart, making me squirm.
"Oh god, you're so wet for me princess," he groans touching my clit with his thumb for a moment.
I whimper, needing him desperately inside me.
"Where do you want me baby," he teases, leaving small kisses down my body.
"I need your lil malik in me NOW!" I half groan, glaring at him.
"Your wish, my command princess," he whispers.
Next thing I know, he's slamming into me at full force, making me gasp for air.
He starts leaving hickeys all over my breasts and neck, making me moan and groan in the process.
"Z-zayn go faster," I moan, gasping into his mouth.
He groans My name softly, and goes even faster, ramming into me relentlessly.
"Cmon baby," he groans, "cum for me. Cum for daddy."
I moan his name, my back arching.
"That's it my dirty princess," he says, panting, and close to Cumming as well.
"Ooh Zayn!" I scream, seeing stars, and pops. He kept going, pushing me through my orgasm, and rushing into his own.
"I love you," he moans, pulling out, and laying beside me.
He pulls me to him, and I yawn teasingly, and cuddle up to him.
"Round 2 in an hour?" I joke.
"Sounds good to me princess," he smirks, kissing my forehead.
