PillowTalk-IX

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Dedicated to KateLynnBarr20

*** Read the author's note at the end please. I need help.***



Zayn's POV

                  

" Can you see my muscles Bambi ?" , Allana says drawing in her breath ,puffing her chest and straining her biceps to show me her non-existent muscles.

She has gone completely into the Iron Man mode , unknowingly amusing me by showing off her so-called strength and power.

" Oh yeah ! They are big." I say , pleasing her as a smug expression falls on her face.

" Thanks , I pay a lot of emphasis on them during my work-outs. I don't want them to appear saggy." She tells me , trying to flex her barely there muscles.

" I can see how your special efforts towards them has produced good results." I say in agreement , deciding to tease her. Further I add ,  "They are perky and curvy. Not to forget they feel so soft under my touch fitting perfectly into my hands. You are blessed with a great set babe and I'm glad to know you work hard to keep them in shape."

It takes a minute or two before she registers my words , a high-pitched squeal escaping her mouth once she realizes that I am talking about her breasts. Cheeks flaming red , instantly she covers her chest by crossing her arms on the front , which is rather funny as she is already wearing her black crop top. Continuing to embarrass her , cheekily I fix my gaze at her heavily guarded chest , licking my lips seductively.

" Zayn ! You are just so---- Oh my God !." She shrieks , I am literally seconds away from bursting in laughter.

Considering the sexual tension between us and Allana's not-so-subtle hints about taking things ahead between us , it is only natural for me to be praising her physique and for her to be enjoying my compliments. Yet after her attempts at being a seductress , I am aware that deep down she is my naïve , shy and innocent baby girl who even after numerous times of kissing me , never fails to blush like the way she did when we first kissed each other.

"Eyes up here Malik." She tries to say authoritatively, although her voice quivers once I wrap my hands firmly around her thighs , pulling her closer to me.

Instinctively her legs wrap around my waist , as she straddles me , our lower regions aligned. I rub my thumb softly against her lower lip , smudging the remnants of her lip gloss , watching her eyes flutter at my gesture.

Wrapping my fingers at the back of her neck , I pull her head down , her gorgeous face centimeters away from mine. Black eyes blazing with lust , she seems to be under my spell , so vulnerable , untainted and precious.

If only she knew the effect she has on me, the grip she holds on my heart which has willingly surrendered itself to her mercy. She could nurture it, care for it or break it into a thousand pieces but still my heart will forever yearn for her.

I had been foolish to think I had fallen for her , when the truth is that she made me rise with her. For years , the secrets , angst , bundle of emotions I had locked within , promising myself to never share it with anyone , she helped me let it out all at once today.

Honestly she was being quite annoying when I avoided on conversing upon the topic , but her persistence made me let my guard down. Once I started speaking , the words came pouring out , it was long overdue. I had started to feel suffocated with these bottled up feelings, every time I felt the need to vent it out , there never seem to be a viable outlet and honestly I was scared to come across as a wimpy loser with so many issues. I broke down while telling her everything , letting out the tears which didn't make me feel less of a man but only more human.

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