the dangerous kiss

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He pulled out of my mouth and rolled onto his back. He breathing was heavy but his face was happy and a nice change from his pelvis (though that wasn't all that bad). He reached down and pulled me up to lie next to him, "well you got some Nutella." He said with a dirty smirk. My cheeks flushed and I buried my head in his chest, "if my mother found out about this she would kick me out." I told him embarrassed. "Then you could come live with me and do this every night." He teased. I giggled a bit at his insanely large sex drive. I was exhausted just from that and my friends that are sexually active a lot said they do that three to four times a night! I began to wonder how many energy drinks it would take to keep me awake. "You're so sexy..." Zayn whispered into my hair sending chills down my spine and goosebumps over my flesh. "You aren't too bad yourself..." I murmured looking up at him. He flipped me over and began moving his already hardening dick right above my waist. The motions made me wet again as I pulled him closer to me and yearned for that feeling again. He kissed me softly at first then a little not rough. I now understood how they could do this so much, it was an adrenaline rush. That and it was the best feeling ever. I had both legs wrapped around him and he was working his way down when 99 problems started playing from somewhere on the floor. "Shit, I have to take that..." Zayn muttered pulling off me leaving me very frustrated as he picked up his phone and swiped to answer

"hello...yes sir I know" Zayn said walking out of the room. I sat there silently on the bed and I heard the back door close.

What the fuck did I just do? I thought to myself.

I sat up from the bed and looked at my

Body which was covered in our sweat.

"time for a shower!" I announced to no one in particular. I grabbed a spare towel out of the closet and turned on the shower. I them lightly shampooed my

Hair and began to sing.

"got my real first six string bought it at the five-and-dime played it til my fingers bled it.."

"was the summer of 69" Zayn sang allong. I stuck my head out of the shower curtain and smiled. "you have a beautiful voice. You're so talented!"

"your not so bad yourself Malik!" I joked Turing off the water. I dried off and walked into the bedroom. I grabbed my dirty panties and put them on allong with Zayn's sweats and a tee.

His eyes raked over my now covered body, "too bad I got that call..." He said slyly. I giggled and waved my finger out in front of me, "no no Malik. That's enough for one night, I'm exhausted." I said finishing my sentence with a good flop onto the bed.

"goodnight mr. Malik." I whispered.

Right after I said that I swear he said "good night to You too Mrs. Malik."

Which of course sent a fresh set of butterflies through my stomach...