Sex with benefit (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 7- Starbucks

Zayns P.O.V

Fluttering my eyes open I look down to see Emma sleeping soundly on my body. Our legs intertwined. Her head on my chest. One of her arms under her head the other on the side of my body.

Kissing her forehead I slowly took her off of me putting a pillow in my place. Grabbing a towel and walking to our bathroom I took a quick shower.

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Wrapping the towel on my waist I walked over to the sink brushing my teeth. Checking to see if I had any acne yet I smirked. Nothing. Running my hands over my chin I felt the small stubble. Deciding on shaving the hair above my lips, since I didn't want a mustache. That wouldn't be attractive.

After shaving I put a tiny bit of after shave and walked back to the room. Grabbing a pair of black boxers I put them on. Dropping the towel to the ground I decided on wearing a white v-neck shirt with a black leather jacket over it and some black skinny jeans. Setting my clothes on the drawer I walked back to the bed.

Placing myself between Emma's legs I lifted her shirt up slowly so it'd go just below her breast. I slowly rolled my hips into hers, her eyes immediately fluttering open. "Dry Sex again" she moaned as her nails dug into my shoulders. I grunted nodding.

She dug her head into the crook of my neck the same way she did yesterday. She whimpered as Louis groaned. "Fuck" I muttered. "Are you guys seriously havin sex over there?" he snapped digging his head further into his pillow. "Dry sex" I corrected giving Emma a hard thrust. She gasped. "Oh god" she cried. "Z-Zayn stop" she whimpered. "Louis s-sleeping" she cried into my chest.

I felt myself close and I knew she was to. "Fuck fuck fuck" I breathed stopping. Quickly running to the bathroom I took my boxers off cumming into the toilet. My head falling back.

I cleaned myself thankfully didn't get my boxers dirty. Emma walked in gigglin but immediately stopped and covered her eyes. "God damn Zayn" she muttered. "You'll be seeing it sooner or later" I smirked. "I'd rather not" she murmured. Putting my boxers on I walked over to her.

"Start getting ready babe" I spoke wrapping my arms around her waist. She slowly uncovered her eyes and sighed in relief. "What time is it?" she asked as she walked over to the sink grabbing her toothbrush.

"Um..6:49" I said eyeing the clock. "Okay" she smiled pointing at the door as she brushed her teeth I smiled kissing her forehead and walked out.

Emma's P.O.V

I spit Into the sink, rinsed my mouth and toothbrush. The image of Zayns cock popping back into my mind. Damn he was huge. Shaking the thoughts out of my head

Turning the shower water on I stripped out of my clothing stepping in.

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Drying my body off I walked to the chair that had my clothes on. Slipping on the white lace undergarments I grabbed the jeans wiggling into them. As I grabbed the shirt Zayn walked in. My eyes widened. "What the hell? the door was locked" I spoke. "I have a key" he smirked. I groaned. Grabbing the shirt I slipped it on. He smirked biting his bottom lip. I rolled my eyes.

Grabbing the tube of mascara I applied 2 coats as Zayn blow dried his hair. I frowned. Zayn didn't bring my straightening iron. "Do you erm.. have a straightening iron?" I mumbled as I brushed my hair out. "Yeah, hold on" he spoke and I giggled. He actually had one. He handed me a neon blue one. I laughed shaking my head plugging it into the wall.

I waited for it to heat up and began my hair.

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"Louis making breakfast right now with Harry. It's 7:36 if we don't hurry up we'll be late" he spoke I nodded brushing my hair out again and smiling. I was finished. Unplugging the straightening iron I put it away. Zayn intertwined our fingers as we entered the kitchen. We both sat on the kitchen counter and Louis gave us a glare.