I Missed You
I throw the covers over my head and bury my face in my hands, my cheeks burning with humiliation.
Oh. My. God.
I threw myself on top of Zaid. While he was on camera. With his entire class. And the idiot said nothing.
A mortified groan escapes me as I curl up on my bed, wishing I could disappear into the sheets. Is there a time machine?
Maybe I can find one and take that all back.
Never kiss him.
Never go into his room.
I breathe out. Okay, but maybe things aren’t so terrible. When will I ever see them again? Neyer, right?
Oh fuck, but I was literally grinding on him.
I’m never leaving this room again. Ever.
A soft knock on my door makes me peek from under the covers.
Before I even respond, Zaid pushes it open and steps inside, completely unfazed. I groan and pull the covers back over my face.
“Go away,” I mumble, but it comes out like a whine.
He chuckles and I feel the bed dip as he sits down beside me. “Love.”
I try to turn away and put distance between us, but his hands search for me, his fingers tickling me as he finally gets the covers off of me.
That doesn’t stop me from covering my face with my hands, though.
His chuckle comes out deep and throaty. God, he even laughs beautifully.
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I peek between my fingers, only to find him grinning at me, his dark eyes full of amusement. My face burns hotter.
“Zaid, it’s not funny,” I whine, sinking deeper into my humiliation.
He shakes his head, his hand sliding along my arm as he gently pries my hands from my face. His touch is soft, teasing, but firm enough that I can’t resist him.
“Come on,” he murmurs, brushing his lips against mine in a featherlight kiss. “No hiding.”
I look up at him, embarrassed beyond belief. “That was so humiliating,” I say, voice muffled against his chest when he pulls me into him. “I think that’s the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done.”
His chest shakes with laughter, his fingers tracing slow circles on my back. “Embarrassing? Are you kidding? I thought it was hot.”
I groan, smacking his arm. “Making out with you in front of your entire class? That is not
hot.”
He catches my hand before I can pull away, lacing his fingers through mine. “It is, trust
me.”
I grimace, biting my lip as I place my hand on his chest. “Did you get in trouble?”
He smiles. “A little, but it was worth it.”
His words make something inside me flutter. “I just…” I exhale softly. “I missed you.”
His expression shifts. The teasing edge fades, replaced by a softer, more serious look. For a second he looks insecure, like the words I’m speaking were lies. He studies me for a moment before nodding, like he’s letting the words settle inside him.
“You did?” he murmurs, his thumb brushing over my cheeks.
I smile at him, wanting to reassure him. “Yes. Thank you… for telling Jace to look out for me. Now that Will is back, I — it helped.”
Zaid’s jaw tightens slightly, but he nods. Then he leans in and presses a soft kiss to my forehead, lingering there for a beat.
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I Missed You
“I wish I could be there,” he whispers against my skin. “To keep you safe myself. I wouldn’t let that fucker even look at you.”
My heart aches at how much he cares. I lay my head against his chest and listening to his heartbeat, trying to ignore the pull in my chest. Aiden was too worried about Sadie to even acknowledge Will. He didn’t-
I snap out of my thoughts. I can’t compare them. They’re my guys and doing that isn’t fair. I blink, bringing myself back to the conversation.
“I know,” I whisper against his chest.
He cups my cheeks and lifts my face, our eyes meet, and for a moment, nothing else exists. He leans in, capturing my lips in a kiss.
I melt into him, everything that happened today suddenly forgotten. Our kiss turns hungry and desperate.
“Zaid,” I beg against his lips.
He growls, setting me on the bed so he can stand. He undresses quickly and I watch with my jaw open. He only smiles at me and reaches for me, undressing me just as quickly.
My skin prickles from the cold, but he soothes me with his body on mine, hot and heavy and nothing between us. I part my legs, settling them around his waist and he moans when his cock settles at my pussy.
I grind against him, needing him to know how much I want him.
He drops his hand between us, feeling just how wet I am, and he hisses. “Jesus, love, are you always so ready for me?”
He trails kisses down my neck, gathering my wetness with his fingers and spreading it down to my asshole. I tense. Insecurity floods me, wondering if he will ever want me in
any other way.
Instead of guessing, I grab his hand and place it right over my pussy. “Right here, Zaid, I
want you right here.”
His eyes snap to mine, they narrow, studying me for a second. “I need you to say the
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words, love.”
I blink at him. He had said that before, but I don’t know what words it is he needs to hear. Whatever I said last time wasn’t enough. “Say what?”
His jaw clenches. “When you know, you’ll understand.”
“Zaid-”
I don’t get any other word out as he places his cock at my asshole and slowly pushes in. I hiss, pain radiating through me as he stretches me to take him. I arch my back, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
“Relax, my love.”
He rubs my clit and I slowly turn languid with his touch. He fucks me slow, his eyes on mine. It’s the first time he’s done so while facing me, and the intensity in his eyes makes my stomach flutter.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, tucking my hair behind my ears as he thrusts into me.
My legs tremble, but I manage to run my hands across his chest and down his torso. “So
are you.”
I’m breathless, my clit turning sensitive with every touch.
He never takes his eyes off of me, watching me as he slowly takes me and slowly brings me to my climax. We cum together, and my blood runs hot.
We lie in each other’s arms for a few minutes and then he kisses the crown of my head. “Want to get something to eat?”
I nod against his chest. “I’m starving.”
