Zayn's Maid

Chapter 50

Perrie's P.O.V

He lead my hands to the button on his jeans, telling me to pull them off. It was a struggle but it was all worth it in the end. I listened carefully as he gave me instructions, doing exactly as I was told and rolling my hips against him. I moaned from the sudden rush of pleasure and continued, grinding harder and faster as if I knew what I was doing. He lay back into the sofa and groaned, puffing out little breaths as his tip teased me at my entrance.

"Slow down baby..." he whimpered.

I nodded and slowed down a little, keeping the rocking firm and steady. I could feel the thin material of my tiny knickers dampening as I felt him go hard beneath me, my heart thumping in my chest and my throat painfully dry. I felt suffocated, but I couldn't stop. I wanted this pleasure to last.

With one last hard roll of my hips and a loud moan, I released myself and flopped onto my side, feeling numb and tingly all over as I came down from my high. He laughed sexily and recovered himself, biting his lip as I gasped for breath.

"I think we needed that," he smirked.

I nodded and buried my face into the cushions, feeling embarrassed by my sudden urge for him.

"Water...I need water," I choked and he laughed, slipping off the couch still half naked.

"You will after that," he called from the kitchen, returning with a glass-full.

I glugged it down an sighed, pulling my underwear back on to keep at least some modesty.

"I...I'm so-"

"Exhausted?"

I nodded and he smiled, stroking my cheek gently as I stared at the ceiling, slowly stroking my jolting belly.

"I'm glad I made you feel good baby," he said, and with that he pulled on his incredibly skinny jeans and walked away.

I lay and listened to the sound of water running from the bathroom, not blinking at the thought of Zayn undressing, dripping wet in the shower. My gut twisted and I took a deep breath, sprinting my way upstairs.

I closed my yes and opened the door just so I was able to see his long slender body, the water running down his tanned back...

I suddenly lost my grasp and tumbled into the steamy bathroom, Zayn's eyes locking on me as I fumbled around on the floor. He grinned at me and fell by my side, the water dripping from his nose.

"You just can't get enough can you?" he smirked, his lips crashing against mine with such force, his tongue slipped in unexpectedly.

I whimpered and let him lift me onto his hips, the sudden heat from the water on my shoulders making me gasp. He pressed me hard against the tiled walls, kissing me quickly and hungrily as the water soaked my t-shirt. He pulled it over my head and scanned my body, his hands reaching down to my stomach. I could feel the jolting growing stronger but I ignored it, nothing was going to ruin these precious moments of undisturbed pleasure.