Capture Me

Chapter Nine

He turned on the shower and let me down on the ground as he pulled off the condom and threw it in the trash. He walked into the shower and wrapped his arms around me gently. He kissed my neck sweetly and let the water wash over my body. He got shampoo and let me wash my hair as he washed his. I rinsed and as he rinsed his hair I curled up to his chest.

"I love you," I whispered and felt him kiss my head gently.

"I love you too," He whispered back. He spun us around so the water was on my back. He put conditioner in my hair and moved my hair over my shoulder. He squirted body wash in his hands and started massaging my shoulders. I pressed myself to him and he chuckled. "Feel good?"

"Yes," I sighed. He continued massaging my shoulders and slowly massaged down my entire body. He washed his body as well and then turned the shower off. He wrapped me in a big towel and I started drying myself off. He kissed my nose before grabbing his own towel. I turned toward the mirror and gasped when I saw bite marks and hickeys on my neck. "Zayn!" I laughed.

"You think yours is bad?" Zayn laughed and he turned around. Scratches were running down his back. Thankfully, none of them were bleeding. "And someone got a little too carried away and bit my lip."

"Oh, admit it, you were into it," I smiled as I brushed out my hair.

"If you're into it, I'm into it," He said softly and kissed my cheek. "Don't put a shirt on; I'm gonna give you a back massage."

I turned around and wrapped my arms around his shoulder. "What in the hell did I do to deserve you?" I sighed.

He smiled, "I could say the same thing." He kissed me slowly at first and then pulled me closer to him. "Go get in bed." He winked. I pulled away with a smile and put on a pair of underwear before I climbed into bed. I laid down on my stomach and smiled when I felt the bed shift and Zayn straddle himself on my bum.

He squirted the cold lotion on my back and started massaging my muscles. I could help but groan a few times at the amazing feeling he was giving me. We stayed silent for a few minutes before Zayn spoke.

"Are you sore from today?" His hands felt amazing. I really needed this and I didn't know how much I needed it until he started the massage.

"From f.ucking?" I giggled and I saw him nod out of the corner of my eye. "My necks a little sore and my bum hurts but besides that I'm good."

"Good," He smiled and moved down my back slowly. "Your bums red but not hand prints on it."

"It's gonna hurt to sit down tomorrow," I joked.

"No, you'll be fine. But if you want me to spank you that hard just ask," He whispered and sent tingles throughout my body.

"Duly noted," I giggled and then let out a groan as he hit a sore spot. "Right there." I sighed and heard him chuckle. After another few minutes of massaging my back, Zayn pulled away and laid beside me. I curled up into him and felt his arms wrap around me. "I'm mad at you for sending me that video."

"Why?" He smiled. He knew I wasn't really mad at him.

"Because I was so horny for a solid hour, Zayn." I groaned. I thought back to watching the video and having to struggle to maintain my composure.

"And you were about to touch yourself in the library, correct?" Zayn chuckled against my shoulder before pulling back to face me.

"Yes," I sighed. "Either that or drive home and not study at all and just f.uck you all day."

Zayn bit his lip, "I wouldn't have complained." One day, I actually would skip my classes and just be with Zayn the entire day. Sure, we could do that on any day when I didn't have classes and he didn't have work but it would feel more scandalous.