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"No stop." Zayn raised his voice. "For the last time, I'm not pulling over so we can fuck."

"Fine." Harry huffted. Taking his hands off Zayn's thigh.

"God. It's like I created a monster. A sex monster. I fucked you like a hour and a half ago. Remember? You still have a mark on your face from that window."

Harry took out his phone and opened the front camera. He saw the red mark on his left cheek, caused by the window rubbing against his face.
"That's my point." He put his phone away. "We 'fucked'." He airquoted the F-word. We never made love. And God knows when we finally get a chance to do so. I don't want my last memory of that being that uncomfortable intercourse we had earlier. I mean it sounded great until we actually started. The window was so cold plus you kept thrusting hard inside me, making my head hit the window each time." He rubbed his cheek. "And I had nothing to hold on to. My palms were so sweaty, it slided right off the window."

That made Zayn laugh. "If you thought that was uncomfortable, wait until we have showersex. But I get your point. I just don't get why you think that having sex in the car will be any less uncomfortable, because believe me it is. There is not much space to move around in here, especially when foreplay is necessary since you know, you still have a tight hole."

He saw Harry blush but then again it changed into disappointment.

"But." Zayn started. Making Harry look hopeful up.

"There is a hotel nearby and-" Zayn couldn't finish his sentence because Harry was too busy excitedly kissing all over his face.

"Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You're the best boyfriend ever."

"Oh so I'm your boyfriend then?" Zayn teased. The smirk on his face could give away just how much he was enjoying this.

"I declared my love for you." Harry argued. "And let me remind you mister, you did the same. So to call you my boyfriend is my lawfully right."

"Alright, alright you win this round." Zayn gave in. But there was something else that he wanted to know though. "Do you really feel like we never made love? I mean I was pretty gentle with you the first time, wasn't I? I never meant to give you the impression that for me it was just about the fuck, without any feelings or whatsoever."

"No babe." Harry turned in his seat and placed a hand on Zayn's knee. "What I mean to say is that we never 'gently made love' after we told our I-love-you's. The first time was indeed very gentle and you never gave me the impression that you had any different thoughts about our intercourse than I did. I just want a better memory, since the window wasn't as pleasend. I just want something that I can think back to, something that will keep me satisfied when I can't touch you."

He kissed Zayn's cheek. "You are too good to me. Don't ever doubt that."

Zayn smiled and left the high way. "I love you."

"I love you too." Harry once again kissed his cheek.

Zayn then realised that Liam was driving right behind him the entire time. Just like they did when they drove to the resort. How can he forget about that. God, how will he explain why he's driving to the parking lot of the hotel.

Zayn started freaking out but then an idea popped in his head. He parked the car and got out. He walked over to Harry's side, before opening his door, he moitioned Liam to wait. Liam gave a tumbs up and also parked his car.

Both Zayn and Harry walked into the hotel, leaving a confused and curious Liam behind.

"Good afternoon Sir. Welcome to the Park-inn hotel. How may I help you?"

"Hi- uhm. Can I get a room for like 30 minutes?" Harry asked.

"Make that an hour." Zayn interrupted. Making the guy behind the reception raise his brows.

"Certainly sir." He typed something and asked for their names.

After they got their key, they both made their way towards the elevator. While they were waiting for it to open, Zayn quickly sended a text to Liam.

To Liam:
Sorry, we came to fuck. Should take about a hour. Come looking for me if I'm gone longer.

"This is so excited." Harry said and they finally entered the elevator. "It's like we're on a secret mission."

"Harry literally everyone knows we are here to fuck. Oh sorry I mean 'to make love', didn't you saw the look that guy was giving us. He probably went and told all his collegues and stuff. But fuck that, let do what we came to do."

They walked out the elevator once their reached their floor and searched for room 1738.

Zayn opened the door and immediately pulled Harry with him. He threw him on top of the bed. "Now let's tame this wild monster."

Harry laughed out of excitement. He loved how Zayn's eyes filled with Lust and how his pupils became darker and wider.

He fell on top of Harry and sucked his neck. "I'm gonna make you feel so good, you're gonna feel me for the next two weeks."

He removed Harry's winter coat and then his own. Followed by their shirts and eventually their pants and boxers.

"With lube or without?" Zayn asked.

"With."

"Good choice." He kissed Harry on the mouth and reached for his coat. Luckily he had a small tube inside one of his pockets.

He poured a generous amount on his fingers and threw the lube away. "Ready babe?"

"Yes." Harry answered. For a second he was scared of Zayn pulling his hair again, since he didn't added the word 'daddy' behind it. But I guess, making love with Zayn meant without all the extra kinks and stuff.

Zayn took Harry's member in his mouth while his finger slowly played around the area of his hole.

He took him out of his mouth. "Now let me give you an evening to remember, love."

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