Being a Fake Celebrity

Chapter 14

We enter into a room and without speaking, Zayn puts on some music. It is a sexy kind of one that makes you dream at passionate nights and raise your heart. Who would have thought that I will get at such point?!

He sits on the bed and with a smirk on his face is watching me, expecting to do something. At first I don't actually know what to do and then I close my eyes to listen to the music. When I open them I know exactly what I have to do.

I start to dance, moving my hips slowly as I unzip my skirt. I look at him as I drop it on the floor and step outside. My shirt is now free. I continue dancing with one hand in my hair and the other one under the shirt. I bite my lip many times and he does the same. I touch myself and play with the shirt until I manage to take it off. Now I'm just in my underwear on heals. I did not take them off. I look sexier on heals.

Zayn tries to get up but I stop him. I have one more thing to take off before the next part comes. I am in control now and I need to take advantage of that.

I take one heal off and support myself on his leg. I tool one stocking off and I do the same with the other leg. I am exposed now but I do not feel like it. I feel sexy and ready for the next step.

He looks like he is barely abstaining himself from getting up. He is breathing fast and biting his lip more often than ever. I wish and not, to stop doing it.

The music stops but none of us is upset about it. I take my clothes from the floor and put them on a chair. I feel his look but he is not saying or doing anything. He just looks at me, analyzing my every curve and move.

I go back in front of him and sit on his lap with my legs on each side of him. I look into his eyes and see that this will not end with just a kiss. I touch his face. He twitches on my every move. I feel his hands touching me. He is wild with them, he wants to cover more and more skin but so shy with his face. I see what is next on his eyes and when I think I had enough of waiting I kiss him with passion and desire.

Next, was me with the back on the wall and him taking control of everything. And when I say everything, I mean everything. If you do not know what everything means you will find out.

I let him make me whatever he wanted and I do not regret a thing. I never lost all control in this situation. I was always aware of everything and of what will come next but I guess I never met the right person to do it.

The night was beyond everything that I felt before. Crazy, insane, wild, passionate, all of that, and even more...

I wake up in Zayn's arms and watch him sleep. His face looks like a baby: careless and very calm. He even smiles a little. I do not get to watch him a lot because he wakes up smiling.

"Morning!" I say.

"Morning babe!" He kisses me on the forehead. "How did you sleep?"

"Very comfortable. You?"

"Same as you."

I look at him and kiss him slowly. How can a person be so cute after everything that happened last night? He kisses me back holding his hand a little while on my face.

"What are you doing today?"

"Nothing planned. Why?" I ask

"I was hoping that we could spend the day together."

"Ok."

"Really?" He seems surprised.

"Yeah. Why not?! I mean look at us. We are in a hotel room, naked, talking. And to be honest I've always had a crush on you."

"That's new... I never had a crush on you but last night you blew me off from the beginning. I was amazed when I saw you enter in the club and it all intensified when you kissed Taylor. You two would be perfect in a tree-some. And more of that, when you started to flirt I knew that I need to take advantage of this opportunity."

"Wow. I knew that that kiss will turn you guys on but not so much. Thank you and don't bite that lip again because you're driving me crazy with it."

"Why? I'm not sexy?" He asks biting his lip again.

"You're.....Stop!" I kiss him again but this time I bite his lip. "You make me jump on you again and we need to go to eat."

"It wouldn't be the first time....and why can't we stay. I like staying naked with you here."

"I'm hungry!" I almost yell and put on the baby face. No one had resisted to my baby face and I see that Zayn would not do it either because he takes a deep breath before speaking.

"Ok. Let's go eat. But I think that we need to change."

"We'll go to the hotel, I change, and then we go to your place and do whatever you want for the rest of the day. Ok?"

"Ok." I try to get up but he pulls me back and kisses me. It's sweet but hot at the same time. I am losing my mind in those moments. And I am not ashamed of that.

We dress and go out of the hotel holding hands. He even gives me his jacket. It is a little bit cold outside. When we get to my hotel room, it is more like an apartment; I offer to give him something to drink.

"I have water or I can make you a fruit sake."

"Sake." He takes a seat. "I'm not into water so much. What sake are you makin?"

"Something new. I never tried this before. I saw the recipe on the internet."

"So, I'm like your taster."

"If you die, I die. Don't worry I'll drink it with you."

"At least I won't die alone..."

I finish the sake and put it on two glasses. I take one and put it in front of Zayn.

"Drink. I wanna see if you die or not."

"Hahaha....Let's hope I won't die." He drinks a bit and closes his eyes. I froze for one second. Is it bad, is it good? Please, talk!

When he finally opens his eyes he comes to me leaving the glass on the table and takes me in his arms.

"That was the greatest sake I ever tasted. I don't know how you did it but it was hell good." Then he kisses me sweet. "Now, go and change, I'll be here drinking this wonderful sake."

Before I go I drink from it too and it is amazing. I never thought that I will make it that good but I think that last night was what I needed.

Shower was short because I have a man waiting for me and I do not want to make him wait too long. I look in the mirror and fix my hair and makeup. I ware something more comfortable now but I still feel sexy: jeans, a grey shirt and a black leather jacket.

I get out of my room and find Zayn looking outside the window with what seems to be my glass in his hand.

"That's my glass. Don't steal from me!" I yell at him. He turns around and I am scanned again. He bites his lip again and I put on a mad face.

"What I've told you about that lip?!" I walk trough him.

"That you would jump on me or something...."

I get to him. "Don't bite it again cause we won't get to your place today!"

"Sounds interesting." He smirks. I kiss him and take the glass from his hand.

"This is mine." I pull out my tongue. I drink from it enjoying every sensation is gives me. It is sweet but not too much, with a wild but calm flavor of mango, banana and berries. Perfect combination.

"You just....?!"

"Yep. It was so easy to play you!" I wink at him and go back to the kitchen with the empty glass.

I only get to put the glass down when Zayn grabs me from the back and whispers me.

"You'll pay for that. So soon....and in so many ways..."

I smile when I hear him.

"I can't wait." I whisper back.