Glasses || zustin au

tres

Zayns Pov:

I parked my sports car beside my g-wagon in my garage before putting the vehicle in park, turning it off afterward. I grabbed my phone and bag before opening the door, getting out the car. Remembering something, I reached back inside and grabbed my coffee smelling suit jacket, then finally closing the door.

Thinking about what happened flared my irritation back up. I couldn't believe some clumsy new boy didn't pay much attention to what he was doing. I should try to get him fired, but even Satan himself not even that petty.

Then my thoughts flashed back to the boy. I felt guilty for stepping on his glasses- which I knew were pretty costly. Gucci glasses are expensive; I knew this cause I had a pair myself. Whenever I'd get a headache, I just throw them on. But then I thought about what he did, and my irritation was back, and I had to storm out the shop before doing something stupid.

Maybe the reason he bumped into you because he couldn't see you, idiot, my thoughts told me.

Dismissing that and signing irritably, I took my keys out of my pocket as I approached the garage entrance to my house. I inserted the right key and twisted it, unlocking the door. I opened the door and took the keys out as I entered, closing the door behind me. I walked to the kitchen and threw my things down on the island before walking over to the refrigerator. I opened the fridge and immediately reached for a beer. I closed the fridge then went over to the counter and used it to pop the glass bottle open. Watching the cap fall to the floor, I picked it up and sat it down on the island before taking a swig of the cold liquid, feeling the bitterness go down my throat. I scrunched my face in disgust, but couldn't help but take another swallow.

Remembering something, I walked to the front door of my house and unlocked it, then opened it. When I didn't see what, or who, I was looking for, my eyebrows furrowed, and I closed the door. I took another swig of my beer then walked over to my stairs and went up them. Once I was up the stairs, I made my way to my bedroom. I opened the door, and honestly, I was both surprised and not surprised by the sight in front of me.

"Hello Zayn," Harry purred seductively, grinning like a cherise cat.

I raised an eyebrow before closing the door behind me. I then made my way towards him and said, "I told you to wait outside."

Harry got off the bed, smirking as he made his way towards me. When he's in front of me, he grabbed my tie, pulling me closer to him. I shameless eye rape his body, resulting in my member growing in my pants.

"I was, but you were taking too long, and I remember where you keep the spare key." He stopped talking when he realized I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying, just looking at his body. His other hand reached down and cuff my member through my pants, causing me to let out a half groan, half moan. He then leaned up at my ear and purred, "Does daddy want me to satisfy him?"

I groaned once again when he started rubbing my cöck through my pants, it now being fully erect. "Just shut the fuck up and get on your knees."

Hearing this, Harry got away from my ear, and when we came face to face, he was grinning. He then started to unbuckle my pants, and once they were done, he slid them down, sliding himself down as well and getting on his knees. He grabbed the sides of my underwear and pulled them down, releasing my cöck. Harry looked at me with lust filled eyes.

"Your wish is my command," he grinned before taking my member in his mouth, me throwing my head back.

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I sighed as I threw the third condom in the trash before plopping down on my bed beside Harry. We had just finished three rounds of sex, and I was now ready to say that I was exhausted.