Zayn Malik's Long Lost Sister (Unedited)

73. Passion

As soon as the words left my lips, his fingertips moved across my stomach just under my belly button before they ghosted down my hips and the sides of my thighs.

"You're sure?" Edward asks, his hot breath hitting the skin on my neck before his lips pressed down again.

I nodded my answer and turned around in his hold so I could face him. He leaned back as I moved and I could tell that he didn't fight the urge of curiosity to look down. His eyes moved slowly, raking over my body before they moved up again. My face was extremely warm.

"Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful." His voice was soft and sincere, and I relaxed.

His hands move forward and captures my face between them, his lips coming down on mine. He takes a step forward, and at first I thought he was just wanting to get closer, but he kept moving. I was guided backward until my back touched the cold wall.

I let out a soft moan at the feel of it against my skin, but I didn't complain because now I was trapped between the wall and Edward, and I felt more than safe.

He pressed himself tighter against me as we kissed and his hardening member was felt pressing against my lower stomach through his towel. My hand instinctively moved down to gently touch him through the material between us, and a soft moan escaped his lips and died on mine.

"Mmmm, Marley." He sighs, his lips detaching from mine as he leans himself over a bit to hook his hands behind my thighs and lift me from the ground, using the wall as leverage as his hands guide my legs around his waist.

I feel his hips slowly start to roll forward against mine, and I felt completely self conscious about the fact that my legs were completely parted around him.

The friction he created at every hip movement was teasing and getting to me, especially since I was sensitive with how much I wanted him.

His lips find mine again as a deep moan falls from his parted lips, my arms wrapping around his neck just before he pulled me away from the wall and walked toward the bed that had his things on it. He carefully kneeled on to one knee into the mattress from the foot of the bed before leaning down to place me in the middle, one of his arms shoving his items off the bed and to the floor. He coaxed my arms from around his neck and broke the kiss, leaning up.

As he pulled away from me, my knees come together and my eyes are trained on his movements. I didn't want to think if I did anything wrong already and killed his mood, but the stand-up in his towel calmed my worry.

He watched me for a moment, and I watched him in return before his hands moved to the top of his towel to unwrap the material from around his waist, and toss it to the side.

I knew that if I looked down at his shaft, I would find all of this extremely intimidating and probably stop, but I didn't want to stop. I wanted Edward in this moment.

He leaned over the side of the bed and a soft unzipping sound was heard before he brought his wallet out and held it up so he could search through it. He pulled out a square wrapper, and I didn't need to ask to know that it was a condom.

"That makes you seem confident." I say quietly.

"I wasn't expecting anything to happen, but I heard about being prepared for any turn of events. So I..." He trailed off, tossing his wallet down and holding the condom up between his index and middle finger.

I only nod, trying to relax myself as my mind raced with everything that could happen- the most unlikely and possibly terrible things, actually.

"Marley, we don't have to-"

"I want to." I tilted my head to the side and looked up at him. I wasn't sure if he was uncertain of my words because of my expression, so I smiled softly for reassurance. "I trust you."