Zayn's Maid

Chapter 38

Zayn's P.O.V

I sank down her body and pushed her jumper up slowly, kissing her stomach gently. Her skin turned cold from my touch and I could feel her getting tense under my lips. She squirmed and tried to push me away but I pushed her against the doorway, a groan escaping from her mouth.

"Zayn..." she whimpered, pulling my hair and coming undone against me.

I moaned and ignored the thoughts that were spinning round my head, what I had done to her. What was...inside her.

I pulled her onto my hips and carried her into the bedroom, laying her down on the bed as she winced.

"I'm scared," she whispered.

I sighed and looked away from her body that was seriously teasing me, accidentally showing my red cheek that looked like a slapped arse. She stroked it gently and my gut twisted, my body going tense.

"What...what's this?" she asked quietly as I caught her hand, playing with her fingers.

"Savan slapped me," I said bluntly.

Her face turned white, making me panic that she may spew all over me.

"W-hy?" she stuttered, unable to put the words together.

"Because I'm a teenager who needs to think about the consequences after sticking my dick into even younger teenaged girls...in her words."

She spluttered as she tried to contain her laughter, clutching her stomach as she rolled over. I pulled her back and and held her down by the wrists, my brow sweating as I tried to fight it back. She looked frightened and I squeezed her scrawny arms, struggling to keep my distance.

"I see..." she whispered softly, " maybe she's right."

"Stop."

"I mean look what you've done to me-"

"Stop!!!"

She screamed and before I knew what was going on I had done it, her naked body trembling beneath me. Her eyes showed fear and I couldn't blame her...I mean I had practically raped her. She fell back and whimpered as I pulled out again, curling up in a ball beside her as she cried.

"You scared me..."she cried, clutching her body.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered, my shoulders shaking.

She sat up slowly and winced, her gaze stabbing me in the back as I couldn't look her in the eye.

"Why...why did you-"

"Don't..."

"Getting me pregnant wasn't enough?" she whispered.

I looked down at her and frowned, reaching my hand up to wipe her tears away. She slapped me hard across the face, not flinching once,

"Don't touch me."