You groan in exhaustion as you flip your flat pillow over for the hundredth time in 5 minutes.
You've been tossing and turning all night, You miss Zayn. He's been away on tour for about a month now and you haven't been able to sleep since he left. You peek out through the slight opening of your tired eyes and spot the clock on your wooden bedside table. You close your eyes again as your hand scans for your phone. You finally feel it graze your palm and pick it up. The bright light causes your eyes to squint harder.You scroll down your contacts until you find " Zaynie<3" and press call. It rings for a few seconds, then you hear his low voice answer. "hey babe" you can hear how tired he his, making you feel guilty about calling him so late. "were you sleeping?" you ask " um....yeah bu-" " sorry baby ill just call tomorrow " " no no! its okay" " um ok" there's a silence....." so what are you doing?" he chuckles "..can't sleep again" you giggle. " You do this every night" he laughs " I know I just can't help it I miss you" you whimper. The two of you talk about random thongs until he says " I miss everything about you babe. I miss how we used make love every single night, and how the neighbors would complain. The way your face looks when you cum." You begin to get wetter with every word he says. Your hands roam down your body getting closer to the place that you needed Zayn to touch most. You hook your finger around the elastic band of your panties and pull them down a little. You slide your middle finger along your slit teasing yourself, making you hiss in anticipation. " and the way- wait....are you touching yourself ?" he questioned. "u-um n-no" He stayed quiet for a moment. "zayn?" you asked subtly. "ahh shit" he replies "What?" you say. He moans into the phone once more causing you to infer what he was doing " zayn are you touching yourself ?" you mocked him. " babe I would for you to be here right now" he struggles to say as he pumps himself with his left hand. You bite your lip and shut your eyes as you could only visualize what he looked like right now. You plunged a finger into yourself , curving it up to meet you g-spot. "oh fuck Zayn!" you whimper. You could literally here his hand slapping against his base, letting you know that he was going as fast and as hard as he could turning you on even more."(y/n) I'm so fucking close!" he screams."me to baby!" you pump in a mother finger to increase the pleasure. "SHIT! OH FUCK YES! he groans into the phone. You can tell he just reached his high. "(y/n), You almost there?" he asks out of breath. "shit! yessss" you scream " babe just imagine looking down and watching me go deeper and deeper into you.Imagine hearing the headboard smack against the wall everytime I hit that spot you like. Imagine the marks you always leave on my back." he seductively whispers into the phone sending you over the edge. "AHHH ZAYYYNNN!" climax all over your fingers.You pull them out and stare at them for a while. " babe did you cum?" he asks "yeah" "taste yourself" he chuckles "NO WHAT THE HELL?!" you yell "come on do it" "fine whatever." you say as you raised your index finger to meet your tongue."THAT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING!" you shout at him as you run to the bathroom and wash your hands while he laughs so hard on the other end. you settle down in bed. "I don't know what you're talking about, I think your absolutely delicious." you could hear him smiling through the phone. "thanks I guess. but I'm pretty tired now....same time tomorrow?" you giggle. "deal" he says.
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~Joe :)
