It's taking all your strenght (Zarry /AU.) /English Version

43. Lies

Zayn

I was in the studio for days. Working on my new album is exhausting. My management advised me months ago to work with Taylor Swift and Sia. Both songs are produced with them. I'm curious what Harry is going to say about the duet with Taylor. After all, it is his ex-girlfriend. The time without Harry is terrible. Except for a few messages and calls, we have not heard from each other. I miss him.

The doorbell is ringing. When I open it, Harry jumps happily towards me. 

"Zaaayyyynie!"

Completely surprised, I pull him into the apartment. We lie in each other's arms and kiss . Our kiss quickly becomes more passionate, greedy and sensual. We suck on our lips. They are red and swollen. 

"Finally, I couldn't wait to see you."

 "Baby, the surprise is you truly successful !" I reply. 

We move towards the bedroom and undress ourselves piece by piece. Kiss. 

"You have something to make up for, Haz." Kiss. 

"I know." Kiss. 

"I've been thinking about you all night, Curly." Kiss.

 "Oh really?" Kiss. 

"Yes." Kiss. "

At least you could have sent me a picture of you." Kiss. 

"I couldn't do that." Kiss. 

"So I had to have sex with an imaginary Harry." Kiss. 

"Was he good?" Kiss.

 "Nothing compared to the real one." Kiss.

 I throw Harry on the bed and embrace him. 

"Princess, you have no idea, what I have in mind." 

I whisper. I kiss Harry's jawline, kissing his neck until I reach his shoulders. There, I leave slight love bites. He rears up. 

"Show me, daddy," he whispers. 

His hands cover my butt and massage it. My mouth looks for his nipples and caresses them. He moans. My hips are pressed between Harry's legs.

 "Princess ... I'll show you how much I missed you," I gasp into his ear. 

"Yes, show it to me, Zayn."

 "My penis is already so hard, it hurts." I moan. 

I push it into Harry. We both moan out loud. With powerful thrusts I move my cock in and out. 

"Aaaaahhh," Harry yells.

 "Zayyynnnn .... give me more!" 

Harry moves his hips in the same rhythm as me. 

"Fuck me, Zayn, fuck me harder! I can't get enough of it! Deeper, baby!"

 With my other hand, I take Harry's hard cock and pump it in the pace of our movements. Harry's fingers are scratching my back with ecstasy. Pleasure rolling through my body oncemore. Our breathing is halting and heavy. 

"Oh God, Harry, you feel so good!" Zayn .... I'm close! Let me come! he cries. 

"Baby, wait. I want us to come together." I gasp Harry grins with excitement.

" Zaayyyyynnnnnn! "

 He groans louder and louder now that I can't stand it any more.  After a few more  thrust, we both come screaming.