“Fuck, you taste incredible, baby. How have I even survived this long without having you on my tongue?” he asks, his voice sounds hoarse and low.
I look down and meet his eyes, absolutely fucking captivated. Zayn dives in, licking and lapping at my pussy. His tongue moves faster, and my orgasm builds—so fast, almost too fast.
Zayn lifts his head up slightly to whisper in that deep voice of his, “Now come on my tongue, like a good fucking girl,” before adhering his full lips over my clit and sucking. My release builds and when Zayn thrusts his thick tongue inside of me, it starts to crest, and suddenly I am there.
I let out a high-pitched scream that I’m not sure I’ve ever made before. It almost sounds inhuman. I cry out again and again. My eyes shut so tightly that I see bright white stars explode behind my lids.
Zayn continues to lick and lap at my clit, his fingers pumping in and out of me as I ride out my orgasm. A long moment passes. As I come back to Earth, I crack my eyes open ever so slightly to see Zayn up and kneeling between my thighs, a look of smug satisfaction dancing across his darkened features. I open myeyes fully and see that he has his massive cock in his grip and is slowly stroking himself while staring down at me. My eyes run the length of his dick, and I lick my lips once.Oh. My. God.
“Hey Doc,” he says slowly. “Welcome back. You ready for me?”
I can’t speak. I only nod my head as my breath quickens.
“Are you on birth control?” he asks, still stroking his cock.
“Yes,” I say, “I’m on the shot.”
Zayn nods, as if confirming something he already knew. “Then put your legs on my shoulders, baby. I need to feel all of you.Now.”
He grabs my hips and jerks me back to him toward the edge of the bed. Zayn slides his hands under my ass and with apparent ease, lifts my entire lower body upward, arranging my legs over his shoulders. He turns to the right and gives my shin a soft kiss. I look up at him, my heart fit to burst with the tenderness of the gesture. He locks eyes with me and lines his dick up to my center and slowly pushes in, giving me one full inch of his length. We both gasp in unison and our eyes lock.
Being held in his deep blue gaze is nearly as intense as seeing him fill me up.Nearly. I look down as he gently thrusts forward again, giving me another inch. The sensation with my legs raised high above my head like this is indescribable. He feels massive.He is massive.
“Oh fuck,” I say.
He runs one hand down the center of my torso, from between my breasts down to my dripping center. He lets his fingers fall upon my clit and gently swirls them over the tight bundle of nerves there as he pushes forward and gives me another inch of him. I am filled with desire for him now, absolutely brimming over with it. My head begins to swim and without thinking, I buck forward against him, spearing myself fully onthe remaining inches of his cock. I cry out with a pleasure so intense that I want to cry.
“Jesus fuck, baby,” Zayn growls out. He moves his hand up from my clit to my lower abdomen to lay his palm down flat and press firmly there. His hand pressing down on me only heightens the sensations building inside of me.
“Fuck.” Zayn groans. “I can feel me righthere,” he says, pressing down hard again under my navel. He thrusts into me, and bottoms out.
“Zayn! Oh god,” I moan out, never having been this wet or this full in my life.
Zayn withdraws his hand and places both at my hips as he starts to thrust in earnest. I am breathless as I feel him slide in and out. In and out. His pace becomes punishing, and I hear him groan loudly again as I press my eyes shut so tightly, I see stars. Before I can focus on my building release, Zayn stalls and pulls out of me.
“What—” I begin, but before I finish my protest, Zayn grabs onto my hips and flips me around, so I’m facing the headboard. I land clumsily on all fours, absolutely stunned and panting.
“Zayn!” I exclaim.
“Sorry, baby, but I need to fuck you this way too. And I need itright now,” he murmurs, and he uses his knees to widen the space between my thighs.
I feel him align himself again and push the crown of his cock inside me in one long, brutal thrust. Keeping me in place with an iron grip, Zayn pounds into me, grunting low with every thrust.
“Do you know how fucking long I’ve waited to fuck you like this, Katherine?” he asks, his voice suddenly in my ear, breathing hot and urgent.
“No,” I pant, “I don’t.”
“From the very first moment I saw you as a teenager. Sitting there at the edge of the woods. Reading your book. Pushingyour goddamn glasses up your nose with your finger.Fuck,” he groans again. “You were the most incredible thing I had ever seen. And you are so goddamn beautiful now. You are fucking perfect.”
His thrusts increase in tempo to an absolutely feral pace, and I feel his lower abdomen tighten up. He reaches around and his massive hand finds my clit. With nimble fingers, he strokes once and then pinches, rolling my clit between them. I cry out suddenly with a second orgasm, which violently tears through my body. I transcend, screaming out wordlessly, while my pussy contracts around his massive cock.
I ride the wave, again hearing my voice screaming out, but not recognizing it as my own. Zayn fucks me through my second release, bottoming out deep in my pussy. Trembling, I try to collapse forward. But Zayn pulls my hips up to him and holds me fast, thrusting once, twice more. He pulls me to him and pushes in further still, now hitting my cervix, eliciting a high-pitched keen from the back of my throat.
Then he stills and begins to shake with his release as he spills into me. The sensation of his hot ropes spilling into me and gushing out around his cock is so foreign and yet so familiar at the same time. I feel like I'm flying.
Zayn bites down hard on my neck, claiming me fully as his cock twitches and jerks deep inside. I call out his name. Finally, he stills and lets his body fall over me, panting hard. He kisses the bite and one of my shoulders so tenderly that my eyes fill with tears.
How is this man real?
