Black

Chapter 22

They both slid inside the car again. Zayn quietly drove with the music softly playing as the cold sun kissed the windows. Sach was staring at the boy next to her. He was so beautiful. With all the troubles he caused she was somehow attached to him. The way his eyes would darken with lust made her feel pure. The way he would press his body into hers made her feel desired. The way he would chase her around made her feel wanted. She secretly loved every moment.

"We are going to your flat?" Sach asked.

Zayn nodded.

"Why?" Sach asked.

His eyebrows knitted together. "You don't want to come over?"

Sach smirked. Sensing Zayn's confusion. She shift in her seat, making herself more comfortable, appearing more in control. Smile never leaving her pink lips.

"Why would I want to? I hardly know you."

Zayn's lips curved and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"It's not like you have a choice." He crushed Sach's confident with his words.

Sach opened her mouth to say something but she zipped them shut again. Her shoulders fell down in anger as she tried to think of something clever and witty to say to win. She could not.

Zayn stopped the car in front of a big fancy building. Sach's eyes couldn’t catch the roof and she had to turn her head fully to the side to see the corners.  It was obviously an expensive place.

She unfastened her seatbelt and left the car. She stood still as she waited for the golden eyes boy to come up to her and hold her hand.

"Is that where you live?" She asked amazed as she entered the big gates with Zayn.

He nodded.

They waited for the elevator for 48 seconds before it slit open. Sach got in and Zayn followed her then he pressed floor number 14. The door was locked again.

"That's such a nice place to live." She said.

"Thank you." He politely responded.

The elevator soon opened its door. Zayn threw his arm around Sach's waist pulling her with him to his front door. Which was the second to the left. Flat number 485.

Zayn's hand disappeared into his pocket as he searched for his key. He opened the door and took a step back. "After you" He said. Sach smiled and took a step forward into the dark flat and Zayn did the same. He flicked the lights on. the lighting was smooth and soft. She could barely see the corners where the lights fade and the shadows take over but it was nice and relaxing. His white living room furniture was pointing to the big TV screen. The white walls was decorated with art. The chandelier hanged close to Zayn's head but very far from Sach's. The whole place smelled like cigarettes and loneliness.

Zayn's hands warped Sach's torso as he pushed her hair to the other side. His head rested on her shoulder and he pressed soft kisses on it making her shiver. Sach turned around, and her eyes met his golden ones and next their lips touched and their eyes lost contact.

The kiss got heated as Zayn slightly pushed her to the couch as he climbed on top of her. His expert fingers touched every inch of her body as his tongue flicked on her neck. Sach couldn't help but to moan. With his soft hands, Zayn took off Sach's top as her innocent hands did the same. Zayn quickly pulled off his trouser. Tossing them away along with his top and hers. He softly pressed wet kisses down her beautiful body. Leaving the bruises on her neck and going more tender as he slid down. Sach was living her fantasies with the pretty boy.

Zayn kissed the skin under her bellybutton and with his white teeth he unbuttoned her jeans and pulling the zipper down. his long thin fingers slid against her sticking out ribs, slowly sinking down to her hips. he pulled down her dark jeans and panties. His head disappeared between her thighs.

He started blowing cold air on her, giving her goosebumps.

Then, he slowly started to lick. Causing her legs to twitch and her eyes to rolls back in pleasure. he heard her breathing getting heavier and heavier.  Which made him look up into her eyes. Their eyes met for less than a second before she push his head down again.

 "oh shit zayn" she moaned. and he slid his tongue inside of her in 8. her nails dogged into his scalp and he knew it. he knew she was close.

After they were done. Zayn sat on the couch next to her. listening to her trying to catch her breath.

 "did you like it?"he asked her with ego screaming in his voice.

She nodded.

He smirked. Of course she did. He thought to himself.

"Well," He stood up tall. "I'm gonna take a shower." He smiled big and she grinned. Catching what he meant.

"Wanna join?" he shifted his weight to his left leg and smiled, "You know, Just to finish what we started?" He winked.

Sach laughed. "Well, I'd love to." She flirted. "But no thanks."

"Alright." He bent down and kissed her forehead before he left her alone in the big white living room.