Female Robbery (Z.M)

23 ; for you (M)

Alina P.O.V

Zayn thinks I'm fragile and breakable. Like I can't handle anything or that I'm not thinking things through.

I was aware about the choices I am making. I'm taking every consequence into consideration and my mind is made up.

If I was going to be his woman then I had to be his woman. Here and in the bedroom. I want to prove myself to him. That this and him is what I want.

Eventually we would have to come down from our cloud back to the real world. Right now I didn't care about the real world.

Now when I couldn't get enough of Zayn's mouth on my skin.

My hands couldn't touch enough of his skin nor roam too much. Zayn did the same except with his lips.

He traces a trail with his tongue then kisses the skin on his way back.

My breath hitches when I feel my dress fall completely to the floor at my feet. I felt the air all around me right away. It was a chilly night in Greece thanks to the wind carrying breeze from the ocean.

One of Zayn's hand moves hair to the side to expose my shoulder to him. I don't have a chance to react when his lips are already at my neck. He sucks harshly with no remorse and nips sensually, causing a painful pulse between my legs.

"I could hurt you Alina. Gentle isn't my style." Zayn utters with a hand reaching into to my hair to pull. Obviously it hurts because he's pulling hard from the roots. My eyes are close because I didn't want to see. I just want to feel.

"Hurt me then." I snap and hiss when he pulls my hair tighter.

An inked hand comes from behind me and down the front of my panties. I moan when Zayn discovers all the wetness he is causing then goes to massage my clit.

His finger expertly moves around causing explainable moans to emerge one after another. He keeps it up for a few seconds before moving away. I whine from the loss of contact but he just ignores it.

Zayn guides our bodies towards the bed, turning me over so that I land on my back.

I moved up on the bed resting on my elbows watching Zayn undress.

So sexy watching piece of clothing after piece of clothing fall onto the ground. That left only his beautiful body to view. Zayn kept on briefs only as he gets on the bed and crouches forward to where I am.

He opens my legs after taking off his briefs. Zayn is rock hard but he still enters me with no hesitation.

Zayn looks me in the eye as he starts a slow sensual pace. He knows how to grind his hips perfectly into mine. I get the feeling that he enjoys seeing me come undone underneath him.

I would stay in this moment forever if God allowed it. I swear I would stay here. My eyes rolling into the back of my head from so much pleasure. It came like waves, each being stronger than the last. Like a sweet heat pulsing through my veins.

Zayn lowered himself placing his mouth over mines. I lose myself in it letting him take absolute control over me. I mean he already had my heart, why not my body? I groan into his mouth when he began to pick up speed in his thrusts. It wasn't fast enough for me though. The ache in my core was only aching more and I needed him closer. It was almost painful to the extent that I could feel myself losing my mind.