I looked forward and saw a man standing at the stage with a microphone in hand. "On behalf of the bride and groom, I would like to say thank you so much for coming to the wedding!" Everyone started clapping so I did too. I had no clue what was going on to be honest. "Before we cut the cake, we are going to have anyone who wants to say anything to the happy couple come up here and speak."
One by one people came up and said their speeches. Some of them were crying while some of them were laughing at funny stories from high school and college. I paid attention merely out of respect but I was kind of spacing out the entire time. There was no way I could relate to what any of them were saying, so there was really no point to listening. Was the rude of me? Who cares...
Some of the people talked for so long that the other people around us were growing restless. There should be a damn time limit for these things. I looked over at Zayn and saw that he seemed to be bored too.
"How long until these speeches are done?" I whispered in Zayn's ear as we waited. He shrugged and squeezed my hand softly. I knew that if we both started talking, people would glare at us.
It must have been at least a half an hour that these speeches went on, probably more like an hour. When the last person finally finished, a giant cake was brought out and the bride and groom cut it together.
"I'm going to go get a piece, do you want one?" Zayn asked after a few minutes of waiting in his chair. He had waited for the line to die down a little before asking.
"No thanks, but I'll come with you," I smiled and stood up with him. He took my hand and we walked over to the cake. We continue walking and found a giant table with all kinds of desserts on it. I wasn't really hungry but I didn't want to see rude by not eating anything. "Can you toss me an apple?" I asked to Zayn because he was closer to this delicious stand of apples.
"You want an apple?" His smirked and reached for one.
"Yes, now toss it," I smiled and he tossed it. I heard giggling behind me and I turned around to see three elderly women with big smiles on their faces. One of the women said something to me in a language that I didn't understand. Zayn came to my rescue and replied with something that made them giggle even more. They walked away and I turned to Zayn with a confused look. "What did they say?"
"Umm...they said they were glad to see me with such a beautiful girl and they hope we are together for a long time," He smiled at me as he took some cookie type of thing. I took a cookie as well and then we started walking back over to the table.
"Aw, that's so sweet. I wish I knew what language they were speaking so I could converse with them." I sighed when we got back to the table.
"Maybe I'll teach you the few words I know," Zayn winked at me and kissed my cheek before digging into his cake. I finished off my cookie and then started eating the apple. "Are you getting tired?"
"A bit," I shrugged, "but only because you woke me up so damn early."
"Not my fault that you like to sleep late," He winked and kissed my cheek. He finished off his wine and then his cake before wrapping his arm around me. "We don't have to stay for the full thing."
"I want to dance," I said as music started. I looked over and saw that the bride and groom were dancing in the center.
"After their first dance, we will," He squeezed my shoulder. They spun around the room elegantly and both had big smiles on their faces. The song changed and more people started coming onto the dance floor. Zayn stood up and bowed before me. He stuck his hand out so I could take it and walk with him. "May I have this dance?"
I giggled and took his hand. We made our way onto the floor and Zayn pulled me to him. He wrapped his arms around my hips and I rested my arms on his shoulders as we swayed. He stared into my eyes with a small smile on his face and kissed me sweetly.
"I'm so damn in love with you," He whispered in my ear.
"F.uck!" I gasped as a wave of pleasure shot through my body. The Ben wa ball had just hit the perfect spot between my legs.
"What's wrong?" Zayn's face appeared before mine suddenly.
"The fucking ball that's inside of me is ahhh," I moaned in his ear. Thank god there was music on so nobody could hear my moans. I didn't know how much longer I could take the pleasure rolling through me.
"Follow me," Zayn took my hand and we suddenly walked out of the room. I was surprised as we walked all of the way to the main lobby where he walked to the elevator.
"Where are we going?" I questioned as the doors shut. Zayn looked at me with a smirk as we waited in silence. The doors opened after a few seconds and Zayn pulled me out of the elevator. My heart raced as he unlocked the door to our room and then pulled me inside. He shut the door and then pushed me against it.
"I'm going to f.uck you so hard that you'll be screaming my name so loud that people in Europe will be able to hear it," He growled and his lips were against mine. He lifted my body up and started grinding himself into me.
"Zayn..." I gasped and tugged at the jacket he was wearing. He pulled away suddenly and left me gasping against the door.
"Take that damn dress off before I come all over it," He threatened as he took his jacket off. I unzipped the dress quickly stood before him in my underwear and heels. "Go take the ball out and meet me in the bedroom." He seemed so cold and distant as I walked past him.
"What about the heels?" I questioned before I walked into the bathroom.
"Leave those on. You look so damn f.uckable right now," He said with his teeth grit. I walked into the bathroom, did what I had to go, and walked back out to the main room. I slowly made my way to the bedroom with the clicks of my heels letting Zayn know where I was.
The minute I walked into the room, Zayn shoved me against the wall and started rubbing me through my underwear. I couldn't help but buck my hips to meet his hands. "Oh, f.uck..." I moaned and bit my lip as pleasure filled me. His fingers pushed my underwear to the side and he slowly and tortuously moved his fingers in and out of me.
"You're so damn wet for me baby," His lips brushed against my ear and he nipped on the skin softly. He picked me up and undid my bra as we stumbled over to the bed. He threw me down on it and then stood above me with a smile. He pulled his boxers off and his erect cock stood straight out.
"F.uck me, Zayn," I gasped and he leaned over me. I was ready for him to start pounding me but instead he started whispering in my ear softly.
"I'm going to make you come three times tonight." His lips brushed against my skin. "Once with my fingers." His fingers squeezed my taut nipples and I whimpered in approval. "Once with my tongue," He trailed soft kisses up my neck and then down to my chest. "And then, when you're all work out and tired, I'm going to f.uck your pretty little pussy, does that sound good?"
"Yes," I smiled and felt his fingers between my legs. He pulled my underwear off and then smirked up at me. He teased me a little bit before slowly pushing two fingers into me. I gripped the sheets behind me when he worked slowly.
"Does that feel good, baby?" He smiled as he watched me experience the pleasure. "I'm going to take it nice and slow this first time, sound good?"
"Yes," I gasped when he started curling his two fingers inside of me. My back arched and I softly moaned his name. Waves of pleasure shot through me as he touched me and neared me closer to my high.
"When we get home, I'm going to tie you up, how does that sound? I want you to reply with full sentences, okay? For each sentence you don't finish, I get to punish you," He smirked deviously as he kissed my cheeks softly.
"That sounds ahh," I moaned as his fingers started playing with my clit. "F-Zayn!" I tried to finish the sentence but I couldn't as he touched me better.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you," He whispered. "Come. Now." He demanded and I let myself go as his fingers pulsed inside of me.
"Zayn!" I moaned his name and my body tingled with every touch. I felt his fingers remove from me as I laid there with a smile on my face. I heard him say something but I couldn't comprehend anything.
"Mm, baby you taste so good," I opened my eyes to see Zayn licking his fingers off. His eyes were hooded and he had a small smile on his face. "Your orgasm face turned me on so much, I started coming..." He admitted and pulled away so I could see some white come on my stomach. He started kissing down my stomach, avoiding his come, and soon my legs were pulled apart.
"Zayn..." I gasped as he blew warm air between my legs.
"Tell me where we met," He smiled and blew more hot air.
"In a cop car," I said before he started licking my entirety. I couldn't help but squirm as his tongue moved between my legs slowly.
"And what color dress were you wearing?" He asked and then stuck his tongue deeper and started moving it in and out.
"F.uck!" I gasped and my legs shut around his head. He pried them open with smile as I tugged at his hair. He moaned between my legs as I pulled harder at his hair.
"You taste so damn good, Ava," He winked before teasing me even more. He moved away for a second before pressing two fingers inside of me and making me unable to form coherent sentences. His tongue started playing with my clit which sent shockwaves throughout my entire body. "What street do I live on?"
"Zayn..." I moaned as he pushed me closer and closer to my second high of the night. My back arched and my hips bucked to meet his mouth so he would finally decide to just f.uck me and not put me through this torture. My feet clenched as the familiar tingling sensation shot through my entire body and my mind was in the ultimate pleasure. My hands grasped at the sheets as I rode out my orgasm and Zayn continued toying between my legs.
He pulled away as my orgasm ended and stood above me. My chest was rising and falling quickly as I tried to fill my lungs with the air they needed. "Do you want me to f.uck you?" Zayn said as he stroked himself. The tip of his cock was red and I knew he was going to be ready to come soon.
"Yes," I gasped and slowly sat up. He tilted my chin up so I was staring directly into his eyes.
"Beg me," He growled as I felt myself start dripping as I looked at his face.
"Please, Zayn," I begged. "I need your cock so badly right now."
"But you were a naughty girl, Ava. You didn't answer all of my questions, now did you?" His smiled deviously as me and turned away. "I'm sorry, but you don't get my cock tonight." He started walking out of the room stroking his prominent erection.