Chapter 24 Vitality
Amrah
He was hot, I could feel every line of vein wrapping around his beautiful big dick. I held it in my hand unsure of what to do next.
‘You can do this’ I urged myself internally.
I have watched porn a few times and I have read spicy books, so I thought someone giving a hand job should be as easy as described.
I was a bit confident earlier that I could do it, but holding it in my hand now, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
“You don’t have to do it” Zayd noticed my hesitation and tried to pull my hand away from his cock.
“I want to make you feel good too” I whined, looking up at him with puppy eyes, hoping it worked as it does in those books.
I began to gently stroke him before he could protest, earning a strangled moan from him. I felt his dick jerk lightly in my palms.
“Does it feel good?” I was unsure if I was doing it right.
“You are doing so well, sweetheart” he praised and my pussy clenched at his thick voice.
That praise kept me going as my chest surged with confidence, I began to move my hand faster, loving the grunting sounds spilling out of his parted lips.
I stared up at him, committing the memory of his pleasured face in my head for future use and my hands moved faster.
“So good, Amrah… so fucking good..” he wheezed out.
How I loved listening to his moans.
I stroked and squeezed at intervals, fondling his balls. I could feel him vibrating more frequently now, my arms were growing tired having been at it for a while now, but I didn't stop.
I haven't seen him climax.
“Oh fuck!… I’m close…ughnn” He threw his head back in ecstasy and thrusted into my palms.
The sight of precum leaking out of his tip profusely made my mouth water, wanting a taste of it.
“Shit! Ohnn…”
White strings of cum spurted out and clamped my lips over his cock without thinking, feeling the warm liquid shot down my throat.
I choked.
“What the fuck!” Zayd was startled at my impulsive act.
He yanked me up by my hair, his eyes widened in shock, “Spit it out! Fuck” he held out his palm without thinking.
I gulped down the strong salty semen immediately and stuck out my tongue with a toothy grin.
“You swallowed it?” I nodded, watching his reaction tentatively.
“Why did you do that?” I laughed.
Did he think I'm bad? I bit my lips nervously under his hot gaze.
I was pulled into a hot kiss before I could overthink deeper. Zayd sucked my lips hungrily before thrusting his tongue into my mouth.
My stomach flipped as he kissed me hard.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Amrah” he breathed out after breaking the kiss.
I couldn't make a meaningful word, I have been kissed senseless by him for the nth time tonight.
“I don’t want that though” I laughed feeling lighter.
He pulled me into a hug, burying his face in my hair, “ You are so fucking hot, too hot to be resisted”
“You seduced me” I retorted lazily, my eyes struggling to stay open as I lay my head on his chest, listening to his fast heartbeat.
It lulled me to sleep within a few minutes.
The next morning
I woke up to an empty bed, last night’s events came crashing down in my head like a broken record. My heart dropped to my stomach for a second.
I did all that with Zayd! I fucking did all that with my boyfriend's best friend!
Kissing Chris alone never felt right, but with Zayd, everything felt so good. He made sure I was okay with whatever he did to me and he didn't insist on going all the way.
Maybe that was why I felt so safe and relaxed with him.
The heat creeping up my neck pulled me back into reality. I was sitting in Zayd’s, tangled in his covers and dressed in nothing but his hoodie which was almost like a dress for me.
An alarming thought flashed through my mind at that moment.
What if Chris was back?
I stood up in fear and tiptoed to the door. I could hear sounds coming from the kitchen, but I didn’t go out because I was scared of bumping into Chris.
I looked around Zayd's room and found nothing out of place. Where are my clothes? I didn’t even know where my clothes were.
Good job, Amrah.
I found my bag on the bedside cabinet. I pulled out my phone and thankfully I had no calls from anyone.
I was a bit disappointed that I did not get any message or call from Chris. He didn’t even think of me for the past three days and I was here fretting over him.
I was wondering where he was at the moment when I heard footsteps close to the door. I ran back to the bed and quickly hid under the covers.
Zayd opened the door and walked in, his steady footsteps hitting the marble floor.
“I know you are awake” I could hear him smiling from how playful he sounded.
I peeked out from under the covers feeling shy all of a sudden, embarrassment washed over me when I thought of how shameless I was a few hours ago.
“Good morning” he greeted, sitting on the bed.
“Morning” I mumbled, trying not to eye-fuck his naked torso.
“I was making you breakfast. It's ready”
“Oh..okay” I blurted out instead of saying thanks.
“Let's go have breakfast”
He stood up but I didn't make any move to leave the bed.
“Chris… might come back and see me…” I trailed off.
“ Chris won’t be back now” Zayd replied with confidence.
“How are you so sure?” I pressed.
“Because out of the city for a shot”
He yanked the cover off me and slipped his arms under my waist and thigh, lifting me off the bed effortlessly.
“What are you doing?” I squeaked in surprise.
“Taking you to go have breakfast” he said obviously.
I wrapped my arm around his neck while trying not to think about last night, but I couldn’t.
Zayd put me down once we got to the dining area and pulled out a chair for me. He had prepared two bowls of vegetable noodle soup and hot chocolate.
How did you know that I love having vegetable noodle soup on a cold morning like this?
“You made this?” I asked, pulling my bowl closer.
“Yes, you don't want it?” he sat opposite me and poured some water into the glass.
“I do, this is the perfect meal for a cold morning” I picked up my chopsticks and dug in.
“This is so good” I praised after swallowing a mouthful.
“I'm glad you like it. By the way, the diner sent your key card over”
“Ha? I left it there?” I was confused for a moment.
I don't remember taking it out of my bag while we were at the diner though.