Well that escalated quickly. I stood there in shock and Zayn just stood before me with this sly look on his face. He hadn’t said anything that straight forward to me before, but I was his for the month, so I would do whatever he told me to do. “I can do that.” I faked a sultry look back at him. He smirked. 

“Come with me.” Zayn offered his hand to me. I took it and he led me from the hallway towards the kitchen. “Wait here.” I stopped just on the other side of the kitchen counter. Zayn wandered to the other side and opened the restaurant sized fridge. I waited as he pulled out a bottle of champagne. 

I internally gagged. I really did not like drinking. I think Zayn saw the slight sign of disgust on my face and chuckled. “Don’t worry. This is for me.” He grabbed a single flute glass. “And these…” He went back to the fridge to grab a small tray out. “Are for you.” I gawked at the plump, chocolate covered strawberries on the tray. 

“Really?”

“Really.” Zayn offered me the tray and I took it, picking up the biggest strawberry on the plate. I took a bite and it was as good as it looked. I moaned as I took another bite and I think that got Zayn’s attention. “This is so good.” I smiled. 

“Good. Now, shall we?” He walked out of the kitchen and went up to the large glass doors. I followed him with the tray outside towards the pool. For a moment I panicked, thinking he wanted to go for a swim before going into the jacuzzi, but when we walked past the pool towards the other side of the backyard, I sighed.

 The jacuzzi came into view and Zayn walked up to it, kicking his shoes off to the side. He kneeled down and placed the bottle of champagne down and his glass.  He then pulled his socks up and shrugged his jacket off his shoulders. It was odd to see this man in front of me acting so casually. When he was just down to his pants, he looked over to me. “Coming in, aren’t you?” He asked, playing with the zipper of his slacks. I then realized that he was going in naked as well. 

“O-Oh yeah.” I jumped slightly, kicking off my shoes and pulling my socks off. I didn’t even notice that Zayn had gotten into the steaming water of the jacuzzi. I missed my chance to see him in the nude. Damn. I had no shame stripping down in front of Zayn. He was watching me carefully and I can honestly say I enjoyed it. Having him drool over me is much better than some wrinkly old man. 

“Come join me?” Zayn reached his hand out, his skin dripping with hot water droplets. I nodded, stepping into the warm water. I was careful stepping in because I didn’t want to fall and hurt myself further. I was glad about the sky darkening, my bruises weren’t as prominent when I had the dark to cover me. I took Zayn’s hand and he helped me into the water. I had to make sure my wrist wrapping didn’t get wet. 

I sunk into the water and sighed. It felt so good. “This is amazing.”

“I’m happy you like it.” Zayn placed his full glass to his lips and I watched as the champagne dripped into his mouth. Next thing he did was set his glass down and pick up a strawberry, placing it at his lips. I licked my lips, wanting to kiss his so badly. Being naked together in a jacuzzi was possibly the sexiest thing I could think of and I was his, so why wasn’t he making a move? Did he want me to start? I was still pretty hurt and the last time I initiated any action, he stopped me right away. I wasn’t sure what to do.

“How are your injuries?” Zayn asked. 

I shrugged “I’m okay now, I think. My wrist still hurts, though.”

Without a second thought, Zayn replied. “I’ll have Charles take a look in the morning. He was an EMT when he was younger. He should know what to do.” He then sipped from his glass again. 

We were silent for a little bit and I decided to take the initiative and move a little bit closer to him so that our bare thighs were touching underneath the water. I guess it worked because Zayn moved his hand to rest on my leg. 

I smiled, returning the favor by placing my hand a little higher on his thigh. He shifted slightly in the water and I knew that that meant. I leaned forward, hand still pressed firmly to the crease between his thigh and his hip. I breathed over his lips, teasing him. Sometimes guys like that. “You take such good care of me… Daddy.” I pressed my lips to his and he reacted instantly, grabbing my hips and guiding me to his lap. The water was the only barrier keeping out skin from truly touching, but it still felt amazing. 

Zayn was hard beneath me and his c.ock rubbed against my thigh. I rested my arms on his shoulder as his hands wandered my body. I held in any nice of discomfort. Zayn would sometimes rub his hands over a particularly sore spot on my body, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment. 

“I didn’t want to do this… here… but you make it so hard for me, Niall.” Zayn breathed out as I rocked my hips into him. He attacked my neck with rough kisses and took handfuls of my ass into his grasp. I moaned, which only seemed to excite him more. The water sloshed around us and out heated kissed got deeper.

Zayn slipped his tongue inside my mouth and I was about to rock his world. Sure, we had gotten this far before on the first night we had met, but this time was different. There was something about the atmosphere. It was almost… romantic. 

While I wrestled Zayn’s tongue in my mouth, I slipped my good hand down into the water to grab a hold of him. I guess what he meant that I was making this hard for him, he really wasn’t kidding. Zayn was throbbing in my hand. The water acting as a lubricant and my hand slid over him again and again skillfully. I heard a slight noise over in the pool area, but I ignored it. It was just Zayn and I. That’s all that mattered. 

“Wait, Niall.” Zayn pulled away, but I continued to jerk him off in my hand. I kissed his again, distracting him. I bet that’s what he needed. A distraction. I figured he worked a lot and his job must have been stressful. I wanted to distract him. I wanted him to distract me. I tugged on his d.ick until he was breathing raggedy. “F-F.uck, Niall.” He moaned. 

“Come on, Daddy. You’re almost-“ 

“Ahem, Zayn, there is a phone call for you.”

We stopped. Zayn pushed me off of him and I fell back into the water, going under for a split second, completely drenching my wrist bandage. I surfaced and wiped the water from my eyes. The chlorine stung, but I blinked away the uncomfortable feeling and saw Charles standing there with towels draped over his arm. 

“I am sorry to interrupt you two from your escapades, but it is Janine from the African Office. She says it’s urgent.” Zayn composed himself and stepped out of the water, having no shame to walk up to Charles absolutely naked and dripping. He took a towel and wrapped it around his waist. 

“Charles, please take a look at our guest’s wrist. He injured it and needs attending.” Zayn then took the phone Charles was holding and walked off. I sat in the water of the hot tub and Charles looked at me expectantly. I sunk deeper into the water, not even caring about my wrapped wrist anymore. I was stuck in possibly the most awkward situation ever. 

“Your wrist, Niall?” Charles spoke up.  I nodded. “Well then, get out of the water and let me see it.” He wasn’t being demanding. He was just doing what Zayn told him and I was being an awkward mess. I stepped out of the water, grabbing the towel that Charles gave me quickly. I wrapped is around myself and it was the softest thing I even felt in my life. Charles gathered all the clothes around the jacuzzi and then showed me back into the house so he could look at my wrist. 

He didn’t talk about what he saw. He just unwrapped my sopping wet bandage and gently took a look at my wrist. He turned my hand over slowly and I winced. It was swollen still from when I saw Liam. Charles shook his head and frowned. “Is it okay?” I asked. 

He shook his head again, toweling my hand and arm dry. “I believe you sprained your wrist badly.” I frowned in return. I didn’t do it to myself, I hoped Charles knew that. “We have a splint and another wrap for you. Just sit still and I’ll be right back.” Charles left me sitting in the kitchen. The air conditioning of the house chilled me, but after a while of freezing my butt off, a warm blanket was draped over my shoulders. 

“Sorry about that.” I heard Zayn’s voice in my ear. “I had to take that call.” A small kissed was placed below my ear. He rubbed my shoulders for a second and then started to walk away. “Have a good night, Niall. I will see you tomorrow.” He waved nonchalantly and Charles came back into the kitchen with a small medical kit. I watched in Awe as Zayn just walked off. That was it. He was done for the night. I sighed in discontent.

“Is he always like that?” I asked Charles as he wrapped my wrist tightly. 

“Hm? Zayn?” Charles finished up and put the extra things away back in the kit. 

“Yeah, is he always so calm and collected?” I asked. It was weird to me. How could someone go from being so hot and heavy to being completely normal? Charles merely chuckled. 

“Yeah, you could say he is most of the time.”

Well, at least I had a goal to work on. By the end of this month I will find that thing that runs off his calm switch and I will make sure he can’t get enough of me. Because if I don’t succeed, I will never see that money and I will never be able to get out of the city.

A/N: Hello. I hate this chapter. Better luck next time I guess. 

Much Love

Jachxx