Zayn
I don't get it, honestly. I know I missed Justin but now that he's here, I realize I missed him more then I was leading on.
Sure, I missed him a lot over the past month but it's becoming an over whelming feeling now. That's the only way I can describe it.
All my feelings towards Justin are over whelming if I'm being honest. It's like there was nothing there and then all of a sudden I have an urge to need him.
I don't know what an urge to need someone is really. I just think that's the best way to explain what I'm thinking.
It's just the fact that I do need him. I don't know what I'm thinking half the time. I confuse myself with my own thoughts.
I just know I love him.
I am honestly surprised that even passed through my thoughts. But it's true, I do love him. Maybe it's a little to soon to say I love him but I can't help the growing feelings.
I just have so much towards him. It's like lust, love and passion all pulled into one.
Hopefully he'll allow me to speak with my actions because I need a way of showing him. I have never been one with words. It doesn't matter if I am anyways, words can't even touch what's in my heart.
I notice him staring at me. He has a confused expression and its quite cute. His brows are knitted together and his jaw is slightly hanging.
"What?" I say with a soft chuckle.
"Nothing." He shrugs before his gaze is averted back to the telly.
"Babe?"
As soon as he turns towards me I press my lips to his. Nothing to rushed, it's a slow and simple kiss.
I cup his face in my hands as I put more of an effort into everything. After all I am trying to set a mood.
"Do you trust me?" I mumble against his lips.
"Hmm." He hums as I trail soft kisses down his jaw.
"Well, I hope you're ready for what I'm about to do to you."
A small gasp falls from his lips and I fight the urge to laugh. At least he's not denying me. That would be all kinds of embarrassing.
My lips find his again and slowly I lean his body down. I swipe my tongue over his bottom lip asking for the entrance I so desperately want.
As our tongues make a very pleasurable contact I push my knee in between his thighs. Once I'm in between his leg I grind down at an agonizingly slow pace.
"Oh," He moans as I grind down again.
Soon enough my lips find his neck. I trail slow kisses to the spot I know he loves most.
"Mine." I mumble against the mark that's soon to be bright purple.
"Yours." He moans as I grind into him once again.
"All mine?" He nods his head and I smile down at him.
I kiss him again only breaking contact to pull his shirt over his head.
"So beautiful." I mumble as I stare down at his body.
I trail feather like kisses down his chest and his torso finally stoping at the him of his sweatpants. I look up at him and his eyes lock with mine.
By the look in his eyes I know he doesn't want me to stop. So I hook my fingers in his pants and tug them down his body.
"Zayn," He whispered softly.
