I awake from my sleep by a sudden movement under me. I stretch out my arms and moan squeezing something that's inside my arse.

"Did you forget I'm still inside you." Zayn raspy spoke making me hard because of his morning voice sounded like heaven.

"I'm sorry." I whisper yawn, letting my head fall against the side of his face. I felt Zayn's lips on my forehead rubbing circles against my back with his fingers.

"No need to apologize. Might as well ride me one last time since you're leave today." He pouts.

"I feel kinda sore." I blush.

Zayn slowly pulled out and I whimpered as I clenched the air around my hole feeling the emptiness  inside me. It gets harder and harder when Zayn pulls out. It's like a piece is missing inside of me. It's like an odd attachment I have with his cøck.

"My poor sugar baby. I'll finger you to make it less painful. I do not like seeing you in pain." Zayn mumbles with a frown. I felt his finger inside me, rotating around my hole.

"Thank you." I whisper burying myself deeper into Zayn's chest, his arm wrapped against my back as he added another finger inside me and I softly whimper moan.

"Such a dirty boy moaning at me fingering you to make you feel better. Can't wait to you feel better so I can dïck you down again cause I like pleasing my sugar baby." Zayn hotly whisper into me.

"Daddy you're making me hard."

"Shall I make you cüm? You deserve it for all the cøck I gave you on a daily basis. Do you like it when daddy  makes you feel good?"

"Yes daddy please." I beg.

Zayn snaked his hand pumping in a fast pace me and slowly fingering me with his other. I grip on to his shoulder shaking from my already building orgasm.

"Cüm now! And next time I'll withhold you from cümming so quickly." Zayn commands."

"Okay daddy!" I screamed moan as I came all over Zayn's body. I squeezed against his finger around my hole, as he circles his finger around rotating for comfort.

"Niall." Zayn low moans and seeing came without being untouched.

"Did you came without touching yourself?" I asked in disbelief.

"Just seeing you come and being so needy made me lose it. That never happened to me before. Now let's shower." Zayn carefully grabs my tired body and takes to me to the bathroom.

He gently let's me stand on my two feet feeling one of his arm around my waist and using the other one to wash us both.

I can feel the exhaustion setting in my body, orgasm after orgasm can take a toll on my body and I'm glad Zayn takes care of me when I'm tired.

"Did I hurt you? Do you want me to massage your hole with my tongue instead?" Zayn rambles with questions. I kissed his tattooed chest before speaking.

"Just tired is all." I mumble against his beautiful bronze skin.

"My tired sugar baby." Zayn coos washing the soap off my body and carries me to his room. I felt my eyes grow heavy and I fell fast asleep in Zayn's arms.

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I flutter my eyes open not seeing Zayn in his room, but a tall glass of water near the nightstand. I take it and drink the whole thing in a few gulps.

I walk out Zayn's room to find him, but he isn't in his house. I go back into Zayn's room and look into his closet to find a shirt and notice a camcorder connected to a tripod holding it in place.

I have this idea, but I'm not sure if he's going to like it. I take it out of the closet and placed it facing the bed and press the record button.

"Hi daddy Zayn. I thought if I recorded me um touching myself since I'm not going to see you this week." I say feeling a blush creep against my neck and cheek.

I get on the bed taking off my boxers and begin to touch myself as I closed my eyes. I pretend to think it's Zayn touching my body and I moan as I start to finger myself slowly.

"Zayn." I moaned out rubbing my hard shaft against my fingers and start to pick up a little speed becoming a moaning mess.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Zayn voice boomed making me jumped a little.

"I-I just wanted t-to make a v-video for you since I won't be a-able to see you this week." I stutter.

"Such a dirty wet boy touching yourself and you didn't ask for daddy's permission. We'll make a video right now and I'll show you want I do to sinful bad boys like you." Zayn growled palming himself then leaves.

I waited a few minutes until Zayn comes back with the sweet smelling oil that I like and other items, like the fuzzy handcuffs.

"Daddy I need you." I say pumping myself softly.

Zayn smacked my hands away from touching myself and put the fuzzy handcuffs on me, "No touching yourself. Do I make myself clear?" Zayn hissed grinding his hard shaft in-between my legs.

"I'm sorry daddy." I whimper as Zayn gets off of me already missing his warmth.

I started to hear music play loudly, but not loud to hurt my ears.

"Where You Belong by The Weeknd. Fits perfect for what about I'm to do that body of yours." Zayn smirks undressing myself slowly until he was naked.

Then Zayn put a light green blindfold  on my eyes making me blind.

"But I can't see you daddy." I whined, then felt him collied on my body as he started to sing along with the lyrics.

"I'm in control, when you give me your body, yeah." Zayn sang softly, putting the warm oil on my body and my cøck as he pumps me. His lips against mine, then on my neck sucking on the weak spot.

"Daddy Zayn." I exhale into Zayn's mouth.

"I feel our souls burnin' up when I'm, inside of you, and I." Zayn continues then without warning he goes in balls deep inside of me hitting my prostate making my high moans come out.

"Yes Zayn! More please." I desperately became needed and he shut me up pounding into me fast and slow.

"I'ma leave a mark, just to remind you, where you belong, baby." Zayn started sweetly sucking on my skin leaving marks on my neck, chest and lips.

I felt more oil on my body feeling the warmth then something extremely cold against my nipple and I flinched.

"Baby relax, it's just ice cubes." He murmurs placing one to my lips as Zayn lets travels it to my neck, then chest down to my cøck all the way down to my hole.

"Ah Zayn! I need you insi-" I was cut off by something shove into my mouth and I ate it, tasting like warm cherries.

"Give me your all, scream as loud as you want." Zayn sings the last of the verse as he fücks me into his mattress harder than ever before. I scream moan like never before. Orgasm after orgasm leaving my body.

Zayn stops fücking me after I reached my fifth orgasm. My hole and muscles felt twitchy. He takes off the blindfold seeing his sweaty tired body being thrown onto mine.

I cuddled my face against his neck feeling his lips prepping me with kisses and I giggle.

"Amazing as ever. My goal for you is to reached eight or ten orgasms in the future." Zayn murmurs softly cradling my body.

"I would like that, but unfortunately I have to be going home now." I say with a frown.

"Yeah, but I'll have this video of me destroying you into the mattress and I'm going to be using it for good use."

"I'll need bed rest for a week or two." I sigh playing with Zayn's pouty lips. They were so addictive to kiss and I'm going to miss them for a whole week, but at least I can rest body from all the sëxual activities.

"You definitely deserve it my sugar baby. I'll be paying you ten thousand for this weekend."

"That's a lot of money Zayn. What am I supposed to do with it?"

Zayn shrugs, "Whatever you want it's your money now."

"Okay I'll save it for now. Mind taking me home daddy?" I tease.

"Anything for you." Zayn grins hungry kissing my lips as he slowly pulls out of me.

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