TWENTY MINUTES after Robert left me stranded, Zayn’s gray Jeep drives into the parking lot and pulls into the same space Robert just left from. I hadn’t planned on calling Zayn or telling him about this dinner between Robert and me, but given I can’t pay the bill and didn’t feel right about asking Bella for any money, Zayn seemed like the only logical choice.
The server was kind enough to box up the two orders of fettuccini and bring them in to-go bags when I explained to her that my original date wouldn’t be returning. Zayn throws down five hundred dollars in cash onto the table and then reaches for my hand. I take it, allowing him to lead me out of the restaurant while carrying the food in the other hand.
Zayn’s quiet, and I’m not sure if he’s mad at me for going out with Robert, but I know I owe him one hell of an explanation.
He opens the passenger side door, and I climb inside. He sets the food in the floor of the back seat before walking around and getting in the driver’s seat.
“I’m sorry about all of this,” I tell him. “I went with Robert to ask him to go back home to Vegas, and I wanted him to know there was someone else in my life now.”
He bites his lower lip and then nods. “That explains why he left you there. He thought this was a date to get back together, and you dropped the bomb on him that you’re fucking someone else. I would be hurt too, knowing my shot with you was truly over.”
“You’re not mad at me?” I ask as I run my hands down my thighs in long, nervous strokes as I wait for his answer.
“No,” he says and then cranks the Jeep engine to life. “You tried to give him closure and let him down gently, but I have the feeling there’s no easy way to get over you. Believe me, I felt a little of what he’s feeling right now when you walked out on me, and I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get you back over the whole Gia nonsense. As long as he leaves you alone from now on, I’ll have no problem with Robbie.” Zayn backs out of the space and pulls out onto the road. He reaches over to take my left hand and threads our fingers together. “All of our loose ends are tied up. Even though I hate the idea of you spending any time with Robbie, all of that is behind us now, and nothing is stopping us from being together. I’m doing my best not to be a jealous jackass with you because I trust you and don’t want to keep fucking things up. I believe you were only out with him to break things off.” He brings my knuckles up to his mouth and kisses them. “I’m happy you’re coming back home with me.”
I smile up at him, and warmth spreads out from my heart to the rest of my body. He doesn’t know how happy it makes me to hear him say all of those things. Sitting in the restaurant, waiting on Zayn to pick me up, I was worried he would be upset with me after finding out I was out with Robert, so I’m glad he’s taken this so well.
“Thank you for understanding and coming to pick me up,” I tell him.
“Vivi, I’ll do anything for you. All you ever have to do is ask.”
His words ring in my ears, and I believe him. He’s willing to risk a lot by going public with me and telling the Devils about us after they forbid him to date anyone and then lying by saying I was his niece. I can’t imagine they’ll be happy about being lied to, and I hope they don’t trade Zayn because of it. I hate the idea of being in Florida without him.
“Do you want to go to Bella’s apartment to pick up your bags?” Zayn asks pulling me from my thoughts.
I really do need my things, but I’m so anxious for some alone time with Zayn, I don’t want to take the time. “We can get it in the morning.”
A knowing smile fills his face as he takes the exit leading towards his place.
It doesn’t take long before we’re in front of the gate to Zayn’s neighborhood and then driving down his street. This place has become so familiar to me, and weirdly, it feels like my actual home.
The second the garage door slips open, Dobby barks like mad. “Someone knows we’re here.”
“Best watch dog on the planet, but beware when you enter, you may get licked to death,” Zayn teases.
He hops out of the Jeep and then meets me on the passenger side, lifting me out and then allowing my body to slide down against his until my feet meet the concrete floor. His muscular arms encircle my body as he holds me tight while he studies me carefully, as if I’ll disappear if he blinks. “I can’t tell you how fucking happy I am to have you here. I’ve missed you more than you’ll ever know.”
I reach up and slide my hand down the back of his neck. “If it’s half as much as I missed you, then I think I have a pretty good idea.”
He brings his hands up and cups my face before bringing his lips to mine. There’s nothing hurried about this kiss. Zayn’s taking his time, as if savoring the taste of me, which only turns me on even more. It feels amazing to be so wanted. It empowers me—makes me feel sexy in my own skin, and he’s the only man who has ever made me feel this way.
He pulls back and then brushes a loose strand of my hair away from my cheek. “Let’s get inside before Dobby loses his voice.”
I smile as he takes my hand in his and leads me inside the house.
Dobby jumps on me the moment I step foot inside before he turns in excited circles. I drop down and greet the adorable pup, even getting a sweet kiss from his on my hand as I pet him. “Hey, boy. I’ve missed you too. Maybe more than I’ve missed your dad, but don’t tell him I said that.”
A chuckle rolls out of Zayn as he observes me with Dobby. “I have ears, you know.”
I glance over at him and give him a cheeky grin. “Don’t worry. You’re still my number one human.”
He reaches down and helps me to my feet, pulling me against him again. “I better be, because you fucking own my heart.”
I place my hand on his chest over where his heart is. “And you own every inch of me, heart and soul. All of it’s yours.”
The words no sooner leave my mouth before Zayn’s crushing his mouth to mine. It’s only the start of the frenzy we’ve both been holding back from, because soon we’re tearing off each other’s clothes as he walks me backwards into the dining room. Zayn kicks one of the fancy chairs away from the table and hooks his thick index fingers into panties before dragging them down my legs. The silky fabric falls to the floor and then Zayn works on unhooking my bra. His calloused hands slide beneath the straps on my shoulders and he peels them down, exposing my breasts while desire burns in his eyes.
I stand there naked before him as he appraises me from head to toe. The first time I had sex with him, I hesitated. This time I don’t. I’ve never allowed myself to be so vulnerable with a man before, but I trust Zayn. He’s not judging me or my body. He’s only here to worship at me and make me feel good.
He licks his lips as he stares at my mouth as I take a moment to suck in the beauty of his tattooed muscles body as well. “So fucking perfect.”
He presses his hard body against me as he reaches down and grabs my ass before lifting me up onto the table. He shoves his hips between my thighs and the length of his hard cock rests against my most sensitive folds as he devours my mouth.
“You don’t know how much I ache to be inside you right now, to shove my cock in all the way to the hilt and listen to you scream my name. I’ve dreamt about it—dreamt about you coming all over my cock. The satisfied look on your face after you have an orgasm is one of my addictions.” The huskiness in his voice while telling me what he wants to do to me causes me to grow wet. “You are perfection, Vivi.”
I love this man and his dirty mouth.
Zayn reaches between us and presses his thumb against my clit. “You’re always so responsive to me, gorgeous. So wet.” He brings his thumb up to his mouth and licks it, savoring the taste of me. “I need more of that.”
He kisses my mouth first before he works a fiery trail of kisses down my throat, to my cheat, pausing a beat to suck each one of my nipples into his mouth before working down lower until he’s on his knees before me. “Open wider.” I do as he commands, spreading my legs, giving him full access to my pussy. “That’s a good girl.”
He spreads my pussy lips apart with his fingers and then dives in, lapping his tongue against my clit. My hips buck on the first contact and I throw my head back and moan. “Oh, God. Zayn.”
He seems to like the appraisal because he continues to lick me until I’m panting and grabbing fist-fulls of his hair to lock him in place. The way this man can roll and wiggle his tongue in the most perfect ways is indescribable. “Don’t stop,” I hiss. “Please, Zayn. Please.”
This plea causes him to quicken his pace. Warmth spreads over every inch of me and my body tingles before I jerk and shake as I come so hard I see stars. “Shiiit, Zayn. Ahhhh.”
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” Zayn works a finger inside of me and sits back to watch me fall apart. He watches in awe. When I finally come down from the euphoric high he sent me on, he stands up and kisses me deeply, allowing me to taste myself on his tongue. Zayn’s eyes flare with desire as he pulls back and says, “Fucking perfect.”
Wanting to return the favor, I reach between us and take his silky shaft into my hands. A low groan rumbles out of his chest as I give his full length a couple strokes and then rub the tip of him against my still wet, throbbing clit. I bite my lip as I greedily work him against me, chasing yet another orgasm, and it doesn’t take me long to find another. My back arches as another orgasm rips through me and I grab the table to keep myself from jumping off of it.
Zayn takes himself in his hand, swiping the head of his cock against me a few more times before guiding it to my entrance. With one quick thrust of his hips, he’s buried deep inside of me. “Fuccccck.”
He stills his body, waiting for me to adjust before he pulls back and thrusts inside me again. Every inch of my pussy feels full and the sensation of that alone is almost enough to drive me straight into coming for a third time.
“So damn good. No other pussy is this good,” he chants as he drives into me again as he searches for his own release. “Damn, baby. So fucking good.”
Soon, his movement becomes more ridged as he pumps into me in an unrelenting pace. “I’m going to come. You ready for me? You want it?”
“Yessss,” I scream and his words cause a familiar tingle to start. “Give it to me. All of it inside me.” Sweat covers both of our bodies as I dig my nails into his back. “Come for me, Zayn.”
He throws his head back and roars at the ceiling and the sight of him losing controls sends me over the edge yet again. I scream out his name as he comes, spilling every drop of himself inside me just as I asked.
Soon, the only sound in the room is us panting, both trying to catch our breath as he bath in the blissful state of amazing sex.
“Fuck, babe. I didn’t think sex with you could be any better, and then this happens. Damn. Best sex of my life,” he breathes before kissing the exposed flesh beneath my ear. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I smile and then grab his face in my hands to force him to look at me. “I feel the same about you. I love you Zayn North.”
“I love you, Vivi Honeycutt.” He cradles my face in his hands before he presses a sweet kiss to my lips.
This is the love I’ve always dreamed of having and I can’t believe I found in such a beast of a man. There’s so many layer to him, and I plan on spending the rest of my life peeling them all back because I want to know everything about him.
