Baby Steps (Z.M) Book One✔

~25~

His breath was perfectly mixed with peppermint and wine, I could taste it satisfy my tasting buns on my toung while it slithered with his. My breath started to pitch, his chest rose and fell of how accelerated he was.

Zayn shifted me on him, I straddled him not breaking the erotic kiss, he tugged on my lower lip making me moan in his mouth and feel that ecstatic electricity shimmer down to my underwear.

I was soaking, wet

I was ready to give it to him, to feel him inside me, his rough hard strokes of wet pleasure and grasping my sheets as I arch my back feeling that orgasam killing me slowly but deliciously. I needed that adrenaline plump through my vains, I was desperate and so was he. His hands slowly slithered on to my waist and began to motion me to grind. In a devilish smirk, I willingly comply and teasingly pleasure him feeling how hard he was getting.

Yeah, he loved that.

Zayn's erotic satisfying facial expressions were such a turn on, the way he frowned and bit his lower lip anxiously was just too hot and spicy. It motivated and inspired me with the little experience I had to make a huge effort to show off.

But this time, I wanted something different and not the same routine of always. Sure, who doesn't start off in making your partner hard as a rock and soaking drips your underwear? I wanted to take control this time and try somthing that would have never come across in my mind before.

Hastily, I un-buckled his belt and yanked it off throwing it to the ground while ny hands swiftly move on to the next step.

It was then when Zayn sat up and with one hand he grasped my hair gently for a hard kiss. Our noses were compressed with each other and our toungs were too busy tasting our flavor. But I was stubborn and confident in what I was doing, so I laid him back down feeling his hands grab my ass and roughly squish them making me moan breathlessly.

Fuck!

I flipped my ruffled hair back and starred at him with narrowed eyes while crawling back down like an intimidating lion ready to catch it's prey. With one unbutton button and a strong yank, he pulls of his pants exposing his tight boxers and that teasingly hard erection ready to be freed.

I gulped, dryly.

I pull down his underwear, Zayn kicking them off and while he laid there with one arm under he kneck and with his free hand he caressed my hair.

I blinked with huge eyes to see it again, I guess I still wasn't use to seeing it and with no hesitations, I grab it confidently while flickering captivating eyes at him.

Zayn's eyes went wide to see my intentions.

"Sky, what are you-".

But my mouth had already began to do it's work and abruptly cut him off in a grunt to see my unexpected actions.

I wanted to smirk proudly.

I was such an unexpert, the only thing I knew was more toung and less teeth but that was something obvious predictable.

He surprisingly feels amazingly good in my mouth, so hard and yet so soft. His skin is smooth and salty tasty, my toung slithered around it like a loly-pop.

"Jesus Sky!" he groans and closes his eyes in pure pleasure.

Instinctively, I push myself farther down, risking everything and I hear him groan once more. Zayn was enjoying everybit, his hand got lost in my hair and I found it oddly comforting. I twirl my toung around his tip and he flexes his hips. His teeth are clenched while he pushes himself inside me taking control. It isn't me anymore who bobs my head, its him who flexes himself as my mouth strokes his huge d¡ck. I support myself on his thighs while he pleasures himself.

"Ugh! Deep throat babe!" he murmurs.

My eyes go wide and I push myself farther more down untile I gag and cough. He grunts loud and pants breathlessly, tugging on my hair.

Licking him out, I pull myself off and with me I leave a string of spit from my lip to his stip.

I discreetly make a face as I whipped it off and see how I left Zayn breathless but satisfied.

I felt so dirty, I never knew what I was capable of doing but this was something mind blowing. Literally...

Zayn sits up and I sit there innocently, not knowing how to react to what I just did. He looks proud, a smirk of pure gratitude was plastered on bis beautiful face. He reached over and pecked my lips softly and caressed my hair.

"That was, amazing Sky" he whispered.

I blink up at him, "Really?".

He smiled, "I never saw it coming from you. Have you ever went down on someone like that before?".

I immediately shake my head and blush bright pink.

Zayn smirked and pursed his lips as he places a loose strand of hair behind my eyes, narrowing his eyes at me.

"Good" he cupped my face, "that pretty mouth belongs to me"

Oh? I can't argue with that.

I loved his dominant ways, it was such a turn on and plus, I wasn't planning in repeating this sexual act to anyone that wasn't Zayn. That just seemed grows.

I flip my hair back once more and realized how hot I was. I started to sweat and the idea of going naked was perfect at this point. I starred at Zayn who seemed as hot as me and I combed back his damp hair away from his face.
He gave me a half smile and bit his lower lip as I positioned myself next to him. He was completely naked, under this dim light I can picture him how deliciously he must look.

I looked at my clock that was on my night stand and it marked 12:30am. I shurgged, realizing how late it was and that my sister would arrive home any minute. Totally forgetting about Drake, I snatched my phone and scanned the screen for any texts but I had any. I found it weird of my sister, but yet again, I also loved having Zayn in my bed.

"Babe" I whispered in his ear.

"Hm?".

"It's really getting late".

"And?"he asked carelessly.

"Well, don't you have to be somewhere?". I asked.

"At this hour babe? I don't think so".

I frowned in concussion, "I was just saying".

I threw my legs at the side of the bed and strolled over to my locked door. I opened it slowly and peaked out my head, in the look out for my sister but my house was quiet and still with only the crickets chirping outside. I smiled to see I had more time with Zayn but at the same time something told me not alot.

As I closed back my door and locked it, I suddenly stumble across something hard and sweaty. Zayn stood there captivating me against the wall with both of his hands pressed againts it.  I let a strange whimper as he took me by surprise.

"You sacred me" I sighed in relief.

He only smiled, "it's just me".

I rest my head againts the wall and stare at him, waiting for what he had in mimd because clearly he was up to somthing.

"Babe.." he whispered.

"Hm?".

I felt him rest his had on my small waist and starred at me under this dim light.

"Was that all you got?".

What?

I looked at him incredulously.

"What do you mean?".

I craw under his firm arm pressed againts the wall and began to walk back to my bed.

I feel him grasp my hand and with a swift movement, turns me to face him crashing my body with his.

"I mean, we're not done here" he smirked and lifted my chin up, "it's my turn to give you a toe twirl orgasam babe"...