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I entered my room, making sure to lock the door before letting out a deep breath.
My mind was reeling with so many things, most especially—Zayn’s touch. I plopped down on my bed, closing my eyes as I reminisced the moment.
He had a way of making someone want him badly, my hands trailed down my laps and I parted them open slowly, I just needed to release the tension building inside me.
I felt a flutter in my chest and a growing warmth between my legs, Zayn’s image filled my mind as I found myself slipping my fingers into my core
My breathed hitched as I continued starting slowly, my mind filled with thoughts of Zayn lips, his touch, his hands. My legs trembled as I increased the pace, a low moan escaping from my lips.
I slipped another finger in as the image of the night we had
