It was the most wonderful time of the year and I was out Christmas shopping with my boyfriend Zayn. Zayn was on break from his world tour and he flew me to New York City to go shopping. We were walking down the streets holding hands inside of his coat pocket while our other hands held our piping hot Starbucks. As we were walking down the streets, fans were constantly mobbing us and asking for pictures. It got rather annoying, but nothing was going to ruin either of our moods today.
We walked into the biggest Forever21 that I had ever seen in my life and immediately I was in heaven. I told Zayn to go to the intimates section and pick out something for me while I wandered through the sweaters not knowing where to begin. When I finally saw something that caught my eye, I reached for it. Apparently, someone else liked it too because I felt another hand collide with mine. I looked up to meet the eyes of a male worker who was staring at me, awestruck. He was quite attractive, dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes, but I love Zayn so I retracted my hand.
“Oh I’m sorry, I was just about to put this away but if a pretty girl wants a sweater she sure can get it from me. I’m Keaton.” He said while handing me the sweater, with an obvious attempt to hit on me.
“And I’m flattered bu-“ I tried to retort before I heard a gruff voice behind me and a hand rest protectively on my lower back
“But she has a boyfriend.” Zayn finished for me.
Keaton looked momentarily cocky before he took a look at Zayn and starting shaking in his boots.
“Oh..um….well…have a nice day. If you need anything my name is uh..Keaton..yeah.” and he scurried off.
“C’mon babe, time to try these on.” Zayn practically snarled with a dark look in his eyes. Without saying a word, I grabbed the things he picked out to me and made my way to the nearest dressing room. I went into the room expecting Zayn to sit outside, but he barged in and slammed the door behind him. He wrapped his huge hands around either of my wrists, pinned them above my head, and pushed me up against the mirror. He mouth was on mine in an instant. His tongue hungrily entered me without permission and took dominance. There was nothing I could do but sit there and let him have his way with me. As soon as I started to fight back, he pulled away leaving me gasping for air. I tried to reattach his lips to mine, but he dove straight to my neck and starting biting and sucking at my collar bones. He made his way up to my ears and bit the lobe.
“This will teach you to flirt with guys when I’m around. I’m going to fuck you so hard right here. If you make a sound I won’t touch you for a week.” He growled sinisterly in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
“Zayn-“ I tried to protest, but before I could say anything his mouth was on mine again. His biting and sucking on my lips was driving me absolutely insane. I let a moan into his mouth and he pulled away abruptly. I looked into his dark lustful eyes and he just shook his head. He unzipped my jeans without warning and yanked them down. He grabbed my butt and leaned in close whispering,
“Now, we’re going to be a good girl, aren’t we?” I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to respond or not so I managed a nod of my head. It was enough for him and he busied himself with removing my black lace undies very roughly. Once my bottoms were off, he forced my onto the small chair that was in the corner of the room and gave one immensely arousing lick down my center. I threw my head back and covered my mouth to keep from making a noise. He looked up at from under his eyebrows while making a conscious effort to spill his hot breath all over my aching middle. I gave him a pleading look and he gave one more small lick before delving in completely. Without warning, he began suck and nibbling all over. My breath began to hitch in the back of my throat as I tried desperately to keep myself quiet. With one hand, he reached up under my shirt and bra to roughly grab a handful of my breast. With his other hand, he inserted to fingers into me and began pumping, his long fingers curving perfectly to put me in a state of pure ecstasy.
I was so close to losing it, and after 2 years with Zayn he knew I was too and he stopped all that he was doing. I gave him the most evil look I could manage in my state, but he just chuckled and stripped down to his boxers. He grabbed my hands and pulled me off of the chair. With his massive hands, he started massaging my breasts again and kissing me harder than ever. I pulled his hips into mine as I couldn’t handle having space between us. But, Zayn didn’t like that so he gently pushed me back on to the chair and took off his boxers.
He grabbed one of my legs and hitched it over his shoulder to get the deepest angel of penetration he could. He plunged into me without letting me adjust to his large size and began thrusting hard and deep into me. My hand flew up to my mouth to conceal the moans coming out of me. The feeling of him completely inside of me was making this punishment a lot harder than it originally was.
Zayn then grabbed my other leg and put it on top of his other shoulder to create a new angle that drove me wild. I had to place my palms on the wall behind me to keep myself from slamming into it repeatedly. I looked up at Zayn, panting and with dews of sweat forming on his temples. His eyes were so filled with lust and passion it was like he was whole different person. Right then, he plunged deeper into me than he had before and a warm, tingly feeling was sent from my head to my toes. I gasped very audibly and lost my bearings completely.
Zayn collapsed on top of me and his thrusts became weaker and sloppier as he soon followed me over the edge. We laid there on top of each other for a few moments more before I pushed him off and started to get dressed. Once we were both dressed, we headed out of the room. No one gave us weird looks so I assumed we were safe. On the way out of the store, we passed by poor Keaton again. He looked at us and Zayn slapped my ass and kissed me hard again right in front of him.
“You’re mine. All mine.”
