Chapter 28: The 3 Men

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A/N: *just a small lil' warning for the beginning ; sex*

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She hugged at his shoulders, feeling herself being consumed by the man that lay and hovered above her. Whimpering, she kept mumbling out her love for the man as she clung onto him. Kissing his cheek, neck, chest, shoulders; all desperate and craving attention in that drunk state of hers.

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He didn't stop -  didn't want to stop, so he continued to make her his. Staying in tune with her body the most natural way  he could accustom to. His heart hammered, fluttering and leaping out of his chest every time she told him she loved him.

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Hands moving over her back, he glanced down at each muscle before gripping at her ass. He stood onto his knees, slowly letting his toso hover over her arched back. Kissing her cheek, her neck...he moved swiftly into her with each thrust.

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She looked at the fabric below her fingers. Gripping, gripping, gripping, she moaned loudly, smiling when he finally reached her ear while hugging her from behind.

"I love you," he breathily mumbled out.

She whimpered, her hands going into his hair as she extended her arm behind her. She gripped at his hair, moving her hiips to match his drunken state.

"I love you too," she breathed out, whining a little as this was her hundredth time stating such a remark at this point.

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Zia's eyes fluttered open, heart hammering in her chest rom all the memories of her night with Vinaye. All rushing back so instantly.

"You up?"

Zia slowly glanced over at a pair of eyes that stared softly and sleeping at her. A soft and sweet smile peered onto her lips when seeing Vinaye watching her slowly find the light of day.

"Guess what," he mumbled, hugging her fully clothed form into his shirt. He loved that he was able to hold her without anything remotely sexual playing through the air.

"What?"

"We slept in," he said softly, grinning sleepily before looking over at the clock in his room.

Zia sighed when seeing the time. Slowly moving into Vinaye more, she let her hand massage over his chest above the fabric of his tee.

"So much for leaving right after ice cream," she said softly, chuckling when realising how her awkward night with the man turned relaxing as time went by.

It was uncomfortable at first, but then they started opening up to each other, talking, putting in some trust with one another, and it instantly all clicked. Next things she knew, she had talked herself to sleep in his arms for the night.

His family, his childhood, his friends, his love for you...Zia knew a lot at this point.

"Well, I'm glad you stayed for longer."

"Yeh," she said, smiling when seeing his soft smile, "I'm glad too."

It went quiet for a moment, both just allowing their hands to roam about on each other. Vinaye's hand sneaking into her shirts side, massaging at her skin near her hip and where her jeans started.

"I like you," he let out breathlessly.

"I know," she stated, grinning cutely, "...but you love Y/N..." she trailed off, trying to be patient was staring sweetly at the man who seemed to be in distress before her.

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