Just Friends

Chapter 11

What I saw shocked me. The bedroom was dimly lit with candles and soft music was playing. The large bed in the middle had plush white sheets on it and a ton of pillows, different from my room.

"What is all of this?" I asked, confused. He was clear from the beginning that this was all about sex, no romance.

"Well, with tonight being your first time, I wanted it to be special." He mumbled. I could tell he was slightly embarrassed from the blush on his cheeks.

I nodded my head, not able to speak. My shock had worn off and now all I felt were nerves.

Zayn reached down and grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him.

"You sure you want to do this? You still have time to back out." He said, our faces so close that our foreheads were touching.

"I'm sure." I assured him. He nodded slightly, grabbing my waist with one hand and the back of my neck with the other, pulling me in for a kiss. He waisted no time slipping his tongue in my mouth and deepening the kiss. My hands wrapped around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair.

Zayn reached down and lifted up my shirt over my head. He placed one of his hand over my chest, kneading it as he continues to kiss me.

Soon, after my nerves had dissolved, I copied his actions by pulling his black shirt off, running my hand down his toned stomach once it was on the floor. He shivered slightly under my touch.

"Let's move to the bed." He whispered, picking me up with my legs around his waist, and carried me to the humongous bed.

He laid me down softly on the bed and crawled over me, his lips landing on my neck. I sighed softly as I felt him lightly bite down on the skin directly above my collar bone.

"Now, as much as I love this color on you," he whispered, referring to my bra, "it's going to have to come off." I nodded and aloud him to take off the sheer piece of fabric, becoming slightly self conscious as I became more exposed to him.

"You're beautiful." He said, as if he had heard my thoughts. I smiled slightly as his kind words.

"Okay, so I think we should skip foreplay and just go strait to the real deal, okay?"

I shook my head in agreement, but started to become nervous once he went to undo my pants.

"You okay?" He asked concerned.

"Yeah, just nervous. Ill get over it." I answered, but not exactly sure about how accurate my answer was.

Soon, I was completely bare underneath him.

"Damn. I've been waiting for this." Zayn whispered. He reached down to undo his belt and take off the rest of his clothes, slipping on a condom once he was gloriously naked in front of me.

He moved his body between my legs and positioned himself at my entrance.

"This is going to hurt, okay? But I'll try and take it slow." He assured me. I nodded my head, giving him a signal to continue.

"Fuck." I cursed under my breath and I felt him slide in.

"Damn, you're fucking tight. But, I'm going to move now so hold on to me."

I did what he said instantly, gripping on to his arms tightly. He pushed his body back and then forward again, thrusting slightly hard. I yelped at the sudden pain I felt. It was a pain I had never experienced before. It was more than uncomfortable and not pleasurable at all.

"I'm sorry." Zayn said as he continued to thrust over and over again. I had to bite my lip in order to keep myself from protesting but I couldn't keep the tears in.

"Don't cry. The pain won't last much longer." He assured me. And he was right. After a few more thrusts the pain had almost disappeared, now only pleasure remained. I had never felt anything like this before. It was almost overwhelming.

"Oh my god." I moaned, throwing my head back.

"Yeah, that's it baby." Zayn grunted, picking up the pace.

Soon, sweat formed on his forehead, making him look even sexier than before. His hair was a tangled, beautiful, mess and his strangled moans were more than enough to get me close to my climax.

"Zayn, I'm close."

"Me too. Come for me, baby." He said in my ear, almost growling the words. It was enough to push me over the edge.

Soon after I came down from my high, Zayn's eyes drooped slightly and his jaw went slack and he emptied himself into the condom with a loud moan.

We laid there for a few moments trying to catch out breath. Our bodies were still tangled together, sweat covering both of our bodies.

"So, that was fun." Zayn commented.

"I wouldn't use fun as the word to describe it, but that was surely something."

He chuckled at my words, kissing my lightly on my lips.

"Well, I hope you enjoyed me being romantic and slow because it will never happen again." He said, smirking at me. I rolled my eyes.

After a while I got sat up on the bed and put my clothes on. I stood up once I was done to leave but winced at the soreness in my legs.

"Shit. How am I suppose to walk right?" I groaned. Zayn laughed as he turned and saw me awkwardly trying to walk to the door.

"Just say you are sore from working out or something."

I snorted. "Yeah because I work out."

Zayn rolled his eyes more dramatically than necessary.

"Well, make sure you come up with something. We don't need anybody to become suspicious."

"Yeah yeah. Well, I guess I'll um see you tomorrow." I said, turning the door handle to leave.

"Okay. Oh, and Megan?"

"Yeah?"

"Get ready. Because the real work starts tomorrow." He smirked.