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

58. Reunion III

We drive to a nearby hotel and get a room for one night. It is big and cozy. Actually we don't care. We just want to be together because we only had eyes for each other.

After we enter the room, Zayn presses me against the door and kisses me hungrily. His body is  close to mine. His breath - a mix of aftershave and cigarettes - is fast and heavy.

"Princess, I shouldn't have let you go then," he gasps. 

"My longing for you is immeasurable. All this time I've dreamed about you." He says.

"Zayn, I felt the same way. In my dreams I had sex with you all the time, in all kinds of situations." I moan.

"We'll catch it up tonight, Daddy."

We can't keep from each other. It's like an exhilaration. We are meant for each other.

His hands wander over my body and greedily explore me. Finally, I can rip Zayn's tight shirt off the body.

"Are you getting a little too excited, Styles?" He whispers in my ear and points with his finger at the bulge in my pants.

"Yes, Malik, you make me wild thoughts." I bite my lower lip.

"Don't do that, Princess!" He whispers.

"That's so sexy and I could fuck you instantly, baby."

That's what I've been waiting for forever,"I gasp.

"I want you on the balcony this time, Darling. Let everyone see that we belong together," whispers Zayn.

"On the balcony, Daddy ? The newspapers will report on it in detail tomorrow," I reply.

" I don't care, I'm crazy about you. I love you so much. I want sex with you on the balcony."

And then he takes me and carries me out. Our clothes fly on the floor within seconds. Zayn puts me on the cold table and leans me back against the wall. He moans, kisses my neck and leaves red marks. His fingers run down my abs, his lips start kissing every Inch of my body. My head leans against the wall, my eyes are closed. I enjoy every single touch I always longed for.

"Daddy, only you can love me like that. Only you make me so happy!" I say. 

Zayn leaves thousands of kisses on my stomach.

" You are so beautiful, Princess. You are so hot, Princess. You are my masterpiece. I adore you," he replies. 

My hands carress his silky back. Zayn's body reacts, the muscles tighten.

"Fuck me, daddy!" I say, looking him straight in the eyes. 

He looks at me with equal intensity and says:

"I was going to do that when I accepted Niall's invitation."

 My cock presses harder on Zayns. We both groaned at the friction. 

When Zayn is inside me, his hips move back and forth. The balcony table shakes across the floor. He then started moving faster.

"Babe, I wanna feel you closer! I want to be deeper inside you," he shouts.

"Yes, daddy, I want it, too. Deeper and deeper! I want to see stars!" I gasp loudly and he slowly licked my neck.

He grabs my hips, holds me tight and moves in and out in a circle. His rhythm gets faster.

"Daddy, right there, yes, right there!" I moan and I'm about the climax.

Zayn also groaning loud.

"Princess, you are so wonderful, so wonderful, I'm close."

We both don't care if other hotel guests hear our moaning. It's just Zayn and me.

"Cum for me, cum for me, baby!"

 He thrusted in few more times and with a final thrust he brings me to an intense orgasm. Zayn exploded inside of me and I in his hand. Exhausted, we sink together on the balcony.

In some rooms, the light goes on. We smile exhausted.

"Best sex ever," I whisper in Zayn's ear.

He nods. We spend the rest of this exciting night naked and wrapped tight. We kiss each other again and again. Sleeping was the last thing on our minds. We have to catch up all the lost time.