"Think I can take you up on that now?"
She was staring at me, eyes wide as she looked at me, but I didn't care.
I didn't care that those words left my mouth, all I could concentrate on was her mouth, waiting for her to reply, although I noticed the conflicted look in her eyes, internally debating on what she would do.
"I don't.. I don't know how." She whispered, clearing her throat.
My eyes widened, and I gulped.
Is she saying yes?
"I can show you." I said, licking my lips. I wanted her hands touching me.
She blushed, closing the oven.
I took her hand, leading her up into her room, closing and locking the door.
She was standing by her bed, shyly lookind down as she played with her fingers.
"I'm not forcing you to do this, baby. If you don't want to or aren't ready, tell me. It's okay." I said softly, tilting her chin up with my fingers.
"No, no it's okay. I want to. I want to make you happy."
"Just looking at you, makes me happy." I whispered, cupping her face softly and kissing her nose.
She blushed, hands grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me to her, crushing our lips together in a passionate kiss as I backed her up against the bed until we layed down, our kiss never breaking.
"Are you sure?" I groaned.
She nodded.
"Can you uhm. Can you show me?" She asked, biting her lip, eyes wide.
"God, I love you." I groaned, pressing her lips to mine once more, rolling us over so I was on top of her.
I kissed her hard, my eyes squeezed shut as if I was hoping she would somehow be able to feel how much I love her.
By the sharp intake of breathe she took in, I'm guessing she could phsycically feel how excited I was.
"Please." I whimpered, slightly palming myself.
"Show me how." She said, sliding herself from under me and sitting next to me on the bed, sitting criss cross.
I nodded and unzipped my jeans, shimmying them down my legs and throwing them off the bed.
I went down to pull my breifs down my legs but stopped, sitting up and cupping her face, looking straight into her eyes.
"Are you sure? One Hundred percent positive?" I asked her.
"Yes, Zayn. I'm sure." She nodded, giving me a small smile.
I nodded and lifed my hips up, pulling them off and throwing them with my pants.
Skylar's eyes widened, letting her eyes assess it.
She blushed, biting her lip as her gaze connected with mine.
"Come here." I said.
She scooted a bit closer and I quickly pressed my lips to hers.
I let out a shaky breathe as I grabbed my length, slowly starting to pump myself.
"It's easy." I breathed, closing my eyes as I slowly went faster.
I just wanted her hands on me, touching me.
She watched me, and after a minute or so she stopped me.
"Can I... Can I do it now?"
I nodded, taking my hand away from myself and placing it on my side, my eyes on her.
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Teacher's Aid (Zayn Malik Fanfic)
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