~She is always so wet for me
“Uncle Zayn please?” Eric pleads for fiftieth time this morning. “No means no” I say. He looked at me with those lightest shades of blue just like his mother’s. “Why don’t you take Louis?” I say, annoyed. “Daddy said he has a meeting” he says with a Don’t-you-know-that look. “Ok so what about Grace? Take her with you” I say rolling my eyes. “But she’s away and she said I can take you” he said coming near me, and I almost immediately stiff and I guess he noticed because he didn’t move an inch after that. “I know I know” I say and concentrate on the newspaper and the coffee. I don’t want to go anywhere.
“Daddy, uncle Zayn won’t come” I hear Eric complain about me. “Zayn” Louis called out and I looked up at him, he was wearing a dark blue suit, and of course it suits him well. He has an exceedingly amazing fashion sense. One thing I adore about him. “Zayn, go with him” he said, fixing his tie. “Come on” I say lazily. And his eyes narrowed. “Zayn, go” he ordered. My eyes widened with shock, doesn’t her know who he is dealing with? And then I remembered, no one actually knows about it except of course my subs.
I came here just because I had nothing to do at my place, because Mariah was at her place because her father died. So I thought I might go to fishing or pooling with Louis. But unlike me he has a family to spend some time with. Although I know I won’t be able to handle a family.
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I drive my Bentley smoothly on the streets, the traffic is light today and I am grateful for that. I peek at Eric to see what he is doing, and he is playing with my I-pod. I bring my eyes back on the road. Kids are such a pain in the arse. I don’t know why but Louis wanted kids. I mean, just look at him, man, he is just 25 and Grace is 24. Why have kids so early? I mean if it was me, then…I shake my head, trying to get the thought out of my head.
“Uncle Zayn what is this?” Eric says, interrupting my thoughts. “What?” I snap, as I look at what he is referring to. A cigarette pack. Um. I bet he doesn’t know anything about it. Just because Louis and Grace want him to be a nice boy, I mean really nice. So nice that he doesn’t even let me drink or smoke near him. Not even wine.
“Darn it Eric how many times do I have to tell you not to touch my belongings in my car or anywhere.” I almost yell. Eric shrugs into his seat frowning and plugging the ear buds again.
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I walk into the gates of Eric's school. Time for some show Malik, I think to myself. And as I walk through the corridors, all eyes are on me. Every woman is eyeing me and I know they are already wishing for me to be theirs. I roll my eyes as I pass them, I know I have that effect on most of all everybody. And I like it.
"Uncle Zayn here!" Eric takes my hand leading me into a classroom. I enter the classroom, and I am showered with attention of 3 woman, waiting for there turns. They probably age around 25-27 and are stealing views. And I randomly smile at them a few times, knowing very well the effect I have on them.
My phone starts to ring, playing 'Sex on fire' by Kings of Leon. Every body's eyes on me, even the teacher's. I mouth sorry and walk out of the room.
"Hello" I say.
"Hello Zayn, its Mariah.."
"I already know that. Cut the crap and tell me why did you call?" I demand.
"I need money" she says, scared.
"For?"
"Mom's operation. Please? I'll pay you back. Every single penny of it. Please." She pleads. I smile, remembering the last time she pleaded.
"More?" I ask raising my eye brow as I inhale her smell. She doesn't say anything, just moans. I push my thumb inside her once again. She moans, I like that sound. I start to circle around the edge of her clitoris. "Zayn..." she says and trails off, trying hard to stay still. She moves her hands and her fingers are soon in my hair, intertwined in them. I still. And she takes back her move, frowning at me. Ah, now she knows what's gonna be next. I smirk at her, pushing my thumb a little more inside her. She is wet. Very. I pull my thumb out, and examine the white liquid stuck all around.
"Suck" I say, forcing my thumb into her mouth. She looks at it for a while, surprised by the amount of liquid that covered my thumb. I push it inside her mouth, and she slowly twirls her tongue around it. Licking the liquid. "Suck" I order her, and she slowly begin sucking my thumb. As the liquid flowed down her throat, I could see the disgust in her eyes and feel it as she sucked my thumb harder.
I pulled my thumb out, and unbuttoned my pants, and quickly remove them. "Pass the condom" I order Mariah. She does as asked. And I rip open the foil packet. Quickly rolling the condom on my penis. I looked at Mariah, she was smiling. But not for long. She needs to pay for touching me. I look straight into her eyes. "Intertwine your fingers above your head. And don't bring them down until I say." She does as told.
I smile at her, fondly. My play toy that she was. Lying naked in front of me. No underwear or bra. Her curves visibly perfect. Totally naked, with hands above and legs opened just for me. I move forward, opening her legs even wider, as she drapes them around mine. I push myself inside her. She winced in mock surprise. Of course she thought it was a regular one. "Zayn..." she begins but stops abruptly as I pull out and push again.
"Stop...please..Zayn...please" she says between breaths. I like the sound of her heavy helpless breathing. I push into her once again, "Zayn stop!" she says, as tears roll down her eyes. And I don't. "Yes baby plead more." I tease her as I push inside her once again. She still has her hands above, crying, and she ain't wiping her tears even. "I am sorry just make this stop please." she says crying, her face red with tears and pain.
I slowly pull out and fall on her, my elbows digging into the mattress as my body collapsed on top her, her skin hot against mine. As I bite her bottom lip. And she moans one more time.
"Call Drake for that. He'll do it." I say and hang up. Before she could even reply. "Uncle Zayn its our turn!" he says and pulls me with him in his classroom once again.
