Capture Me

Chapter Three

"Ava, stop," He said softly. I knew he didn't want me to stop; his eyes said otherwise.

"So hard already, daddy," I moaned again and I felt his jaw clench.

"Ava, stop." He said more sternly this time and I pulled away. I could see the outline of his length in his pants. I bit my lip and slowly reached up and pulled my thong off. I knew he could see me out of the corner of his eye. I reached over and removed his right hand from the steering wheel. I placed it on my upper thigh and pulled the top of my dress down so my chest was out.

"Touch me, Zayn. Feel how wet I am," I moaned softly and spread my legs. Zayn's grip on my thigh tightened and I giggled. I put my hand on his and guided his hand between my legs. I moved his hand up and down slowly over me as I whimpered lightly.

When I moved my hand away, his hand kept moving slowly. I spread my leg wider and lifted my dress up so he could see where he was touching me. He started rubbing faster with his eyes on the road while my breathing increased and my heart rate sped up. I felt two fingers slide into me and start moving in and out quickly.

"Zayn," I moaned and gripped his upper arm. I was whimpering louder now and my hips were moving slightly. I felt his thumb start to rub circles on my clit and I couldn't control my moans. My body started shaking instantly and he started moving his fingers faster and harder. I was breathing heavily and I felt myself go over the edge as he pressed on harder. I moaned his name and felt waves of pleasure roll over me as I sat in the chair shaking. He continued to rub between my legs slowly to which my hips thrusted lightly with each touch.

Zayn pulled his fingers out and stuck them in his mouth with a smirk. He knew he had done a good job. I caught my breath and when the pleasure subsided, I pulled my dress down and pulled the top of the dress up.

I leaned over the median again and kissed his ear lightly. "Did you like that?" He said softly. I was surprised he hadn't crashed the car or at least swerved into the other lane. He maintained complete control while staring at me as I came undone by his touch.

"Mhm," I moaned in his ear and leaned back to my chair where I let out a sigh. Now that I had an orgasm, I was exhausted. I found it difficult to keep my eyes open as he pulled up to the house.

He parked the car and opened my door after he had gotten out. He pushed me against the car and kissed me slowly. We walked inside together, me holding my boots and thong.

"I'll be up in a minute, okay?" Zayn said as I started up the stairs. He still had a noticeable bulge in his pants. I nodded and continued up the stairs.

I had no desire to brush my teeth, wash my face, or change out of my dress. Instead, I collapsed on the bed and before I knew it, I was asleep.

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I woke up the next morning and realized I was still in my dress. It was a cute dress but it wasn't very comfortable to sleep in. I was surprised that I was not hungover and I felt actually pretty good. I rolled over and looked at Zayn, who was still sleeping. I decided to get out of bed and start my day.

I pulled my dress off and pulled on a t-shirt and underwear. I was just going to make something for breakfast and then I was going to actually start getting ready.

I made my way downstairs quietly so I wouldn't wake up Zayn. When I got downstairs, I put a piece of toast in the toaster and started making some scrambled eggs. Scrambled eggs were essentially a messier omelet so it wasn't too hard for me to make.

I ate them both quickly and drank a big glass of water. I put my dishes in the dishwasher and washed the pan before going back upstairs. I made sure I was quiet as I went into the bathroom and started brushing my teeth. I preferred brushing them before I showered so when I came out I felt all fresh and clean.

I turned the water on and stripped once I finished and then hopped underneath the hot water. I quickly covered my body and let out a sigh. Hot showers always felt so damn good. I started washing my hair and then rinsed it before lathering my hair in conditioner and washing my body.

I didn't want to get out of the shower so I closed my eyes. I let the hot water wash over my body. Suddenly, I felt my head be tugged back lightly and a smile spread across my face.

"You fell asleep on me last night," I heard Zayn mumble from behind me as he twisted my hair in his hand. He pulled back again and my head landed on his chest.

"Hm, I know. I was sleepy," I smiled up at him. He bent his head and slowly started kissing my neck and collarbones. He pressed his body to me and I smirked when I felt his semi-hard length against me. He let go of my hair and started massaging my breast as I reached down his stomach and felt for his length. "I left you horny, didn't I?"

"Very," He whispered and kissed my neck again. "You looked so hot in that dress. I'm glad you didn't send me a picture." He chuckled as his hand caressed my stomach slowly before going between my legs. He started rubbing me slowly.

"And why is that?" I gasped as his fingers started rubbing my clit.

"Because I would have left work early and f.ucked you in the back of the car," He growled and pressed harder between my legs. I whimpered and my legs felt weak. He held me up and continued kissing my neck.

"You mean like I wanted you to?" I moaned quietly and he spun me around so we were facing each other. His hand squeezed my neck lightly and I bit my lip.

"Exactly like you wanted me to," He said before he smashed his lips to mine and wrapped his arms around me. He pushed me against the wall and I gasped from the cold. My hands tangled in his hair and I heard him moan. I felt him lift my leg up and I pulled away.

"A condom," I gasped as he started rubbing between my legs. I closed my eyes and let out a whimper.

"I'll pull out," He smiled before I felt him press into me. I squeezed his arms as I felt him fill me. He started thrusting slowly into me at first but gradually hastened the pace.

Before I knew it, he was slamming into me with the sound of our skin slapping and our grunts and moans echoing probably throughout the entire house. I felt his raw length continuously slam into me with pure passion and I looked up to see him staring down at me with a smirk.

As we held each other's gaze, his hand slipped between my legs and started rubbing hard and fast. "Zayn, I'm gonna come." I whined and he stopped immediately. He turned my body so I was bent over and he started slamming into me doggy style. One of his hands reached up and squeezed my breast roughly as the other held onto my hip.

A sudden jolt of fear ran through my body that I had forgotten to take my birth control the night before and now I was really relying on Zayn to pull out.