Deep Desires (Zayn Malik)

31- September part 2

His hand had made it's way to the front of my button up, Untucking it from my skirt and then slowly starting to unbutton it.

I laugh in our kiss when it takes him to long to unbutton, so I pull back a little bit, leaning back only so slightly and unbuttoning it, him watching my fingers with every moment.

I pull the shirt off slowly, revealing my upper body since I didn't wear anything underneath.

"Are you really ready for this?" He asks, and I nod and grab his face pulling it back to mine and holding him close.

He helps me remove his shirt and he stands on his knees holding me up and then slamming me down on the mattress, lightly, then hovering above me and connecting his mouth to my collarbone, sucking and sucking as I moan out in pleasure and close my eyes.

I hold the back of his head, running my hand through his hair and just enjoy his lips stuck to my skin. He looks back up at me, his pink lips already swollen and I smile and move my hands down his back and tug at his waistband.

"Are you sure Trish? It's going to hurt." He warns me again and I shrug my shoulders.

"But I love you, so it's worth it." I tell him, smiling and trying to hide my nerves for what's coming later.

He stands back on his knees above me and he takes off his pants, tossing them to the side with a slight struggle. "We should pull the covers back before we are nude, you know so you aren't cold." He warns and I help pull the two thin sheets back.

When he isn't looking I start to take my skirt off and when he turns back to me he laughs. "What?" I ask confused to why he is laughing.

"You're so shy, I'm supposed to take those off." He makes his way back to me grabbing my waist and pulling my to his chest and laying back me on top while he pulls my skirt down, and inch at a time and I help by finally kicking it off and he flips us back over, me laying below him as he sticks his fingers in me.

I try to keep my moans as low as possible, knowing that later on the pain will hurt even more than it already does. "I love you." I say running my hand through his hair as he pumps.

"I love you." He says, bending down to kiss me on my forehead.

A couple of minutes later he finishes with his fingers and I help him remove his underwear. "I'll ask you one more-"

I place my finger against his lip as I sit in his lap. "Shh, I want to do this." I remind him again, if I wasn't ready I wouldn't have told him I was, or ordered a mattress.

"Okay." He says finally, and rolls me over so I'm laying on my back.

He hovers above me and does everything he needs to do. I have to admit we did a lot better than I expected we would, he has only had sex with one other person and even though I'm unexperienced in every single way. He placed kisses along my neck while he moved inside of me, I tried to stay calm and my body flinched a couple of times from nerves.

I didn't mind the pain either, I truly love him with my mind and my soul and this is the closest any two people can get, and I feel special to have him be the first, my very first.

"You're my everything." He whispers when it's over, laying above me and placing a kiss on the tip of my nose.

"And you're mine."

We both lay back, cuddling bare underneath the blankets and staring up at the sky.

And in that moment, I swear, we would forever be perfect. I swear I thought this happiness would last forever, but he's not going to be here tomorrow and that's what ruins my happy thoughts.