The Photographer ||j.b.||

Chapter 20

I sip on my coffee carelessly while looking outside the windows of our suite that I've been staying with Zayn for the past three days. I smile as I place my back against the soft grey couch and enjoy the light breeze that is coming in through the open window opposite me. This place is just magical and I can't even cope with the fact that I'll have to leave in a few days and get back to reality.

Zayn has been going over the top every single moment we're here to make everything magical and with the help from the hotel staff and even the place itself with all this beauty this trip is remarkable to me. I'm grateful that things have worked out so gratefully so far and that I haven't felt trapped or overwhelmed by him in any way. 

I check the watch on my wrist and when I see what time it is I decide it's time for Zayn to wake up so we can go to the aquarium as we've scheduled. I sit on the side of the bed and place my hand on his stomach while he's only in his boxers with the duvet covering only his lower half.

I caress his skin and lean in to kiss him. "Wake up sleepyhead," I whisper and kiss his lips one more time as he mumbles some incoherent words. "Come on, Zayn." I insist and continue as I started.

"What time is it?" He murmurs, his voice raspy and deep from sleep.

"Fifteen to ten." 

"Great..." He yawns and sits up stretching himself right after. "What time did you wake up?" He asks and kisses me softly.

"About an hour ago, I couldn't sleep longer," I inform him and he simply nods and rubs his face with his hands.

"Are we still going to the aquarium?" He leaves the bed and walks to the bathroom as I nod.

"There's no way you're getting out of this sir." I giggle and sip on the remaining of my coffee. "This is probably the most exciting thing from the whole trip to me, so we're spending as much time as needed there." He comes out of the bathroom and before I realise it takes the mug from my hands and has a big sip from the coffee.

"When you're so demanding I think I love you a tad more." A smirk shows up on his lips and he's hotter than ever making it hard to believe that this man is working so hard on himself and our relationship just to make me happy.

"You know you do." I giggle and watch him leave the mug on the nightstand and come to me pushing me back to fall on the mattress as he gets on top pushing me in place with his lower half.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers as he rubs his lower part on mine and I moan on his lips as the friction created aroused me for good.

"If you're going to let me unsatisfied stop now." I stare and he shakes his head.

"When did that happen that I'll do it now?" He murmurs in my ear as his hand passes through my silk pyjama shorts and under my silk undies only for it to find its way on my clit.

"Never..." I sigh at his soft touch and close my eyes as I throw my head back enjoying the sensation.

His hand keeps rubbing me under my panties and I moan softly as my hands are placed on his back and I dig my nails in his skin. He's whispering in my ear and I can barely remember him talking like that while we're intimate ever before. I'm about to reach my climax and out of nowhere both our phones are heard but we try to ignore them.

They don't stop though and my mood drops instantly, just like that we're there staring into each other's eyes annoyed and Zayn groans loudly then leave me on the bed. He's about to kick the bedside table but I stop him just a second before his foot lands on the wood.

"Pass me the phone please," I say and get on my knees then reach out for it.

"I'm going to the balcony." He passes me my phone and instantly answers his as he hurries outside to talk making me giggle at his frustration.