One Nightstand With Mr Davis

Obsession

The next morning, Marilyn woke up to a hot air blowing against her neck, a stiff rod against her bum and more than enough warmth filling her body. She pushed her hair out of her face and fought to keep her eyes open. But as soon as she realised whatever was going on and the change in state of her room, she flew and sat up waking the person beside her up

Her eyes flipped to the body who was just awakening and she drew the covers up to cover her body. She shook her head to fight off the thought forming in her head. ' what the hell have I done? ' she was as good as dead if her parents found out.

But then, she didn't seem to regret it all that much because the person right next to her rubbing his eyes seemed to be like the most handsome man she'd ever set her eyes on at that moment. He had an apparently ruffled black hair, grey eyes and the whole of his body fit, looking takeaway. For some reason, the way his massive, toned shoulders looked turned her on

"Hey" He smiled crookedly at her

"Good morning" She said in a small voice, feeling stupid for some reason and decided to get off the bed

"You're leaving now I guess."

"Yeah" She replied in a small voice, trying not to curse at the sound of his husky morning voice.

"I should get going too. Let me drop you home"

"No, don't bother" She said, not looking up and concentrating hard on getting dressed. Where was her panty? She thought as she collected her dress from the floor.

"I insist. That's the little I can do to help"

She flipped her gaze to him as she knelt down on the tiles casting him a haughty glare

"Do I look like I need help? I said it's fine. I do not need your help. I can get home just fine. Thank you"

Then she bent over to look under the bed. Nothing. Where the hell was it then?

Her gaze scanned the whole room but still nothing. She thought she'd had enough and didn't want to embarrass herself further and decided to just put on her gown. She had numerous unused ones the house. What was the big deal anyways?

For some reason, she felt angry at herself but had no idea why. She wasn't sure if it was because she had had s*x with someone she didn't even know, or from the awful realization that she'd been a virgin or had lost her virginity to him?

Another part of her didn't think it was a big deal considering that he was hot so if by chance she got pregnant, her baby would come out fine.

She rolled her eyes at herself tugging at the rope of her shoes unnecessarily. She turned to face him

"Look, I'm---"

He threw something on the bed and her eyes lazily dropped to it

"That is for any abortion you might want to make just in case you get pregnant as we didn't use any protection last night," then he dropped two wads of money on top of the one already lying on the bed

"And that is for keeping your mouth shut that we ever met. I know it's going to take a lots of effort to shut up as you women like money. I don't know you okay and neither do you. You've never ever seen me before okay?"

Her eyes took him in for a moment and then landed on the lamp beside him. He was standing there clad in just boxers, the kind that hugged his body and showed off his maleness. He didn't even give her the time to praise him in her mind as her said those words making her mind set off like a bomb. She felt stupid, she felt like a w***e for sleeping with an asshole for that matter and the tears building in her eyes threatened to fall

She moved her gaze back to the slim wads of money on the bed. Hell, she kinda needed it. But not in that way, not in the way of being regarded as an harlot. Slowly, she picked it up and eyed it

"You're a bastard!" She yelled as she threw a wad at him. "I hate you!" And then another " Who the f**k do you think you are offering me money like I'm some prostitute? " And then the last one. "Yes, I'm sure I was pretty drunk last night but I'm damn sure that you didn't pick me off the streets like some runs girl!"

Zayn's eyes hardened at what she'd done and he felt the utmost urge to punish her, like kiss her and make her beg for her release. But at the same time, he was amused. Yes he felt hurt that she'd declined his offer to take her home the first instant and had decided to return back the favour. Hell, he wished she would come back weeks later telling him she was pregnant so he would repay back in full and make her suffer- in a good way though.

His eyes remained hardened and he clenched his jaw, deciding to go all scary

"Don't you ever do that again. And now you're going to take that money, go home and behave like the sweet little girl you are."

"I'm not a little girl! But you are an asshole. Heavens help me why I decided to end up with an arrogant i***t like you. Just this morning I was feeling a little bit grateful that I lost my virginity to some handsome, well behaved dude"

" Well, I don't think you cared about how well behaved I was in bed last night. Weren't you the one moaning 'oh, faster, Zayn oh, f**k me I'm gonna c*m '" he said mimicking her voice.

Fuming with fury, she picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

"Come-on. Infact, I'll give you some credit. You were able to go two rounds before you switched off and slept like a baby" He laughed at that. He knew what he'd done after that

"You're a pig!" She exclaimed and threw another pillow at him but he ducked it. Hell, she was greatful of her skin colour or else she'd be as red as a tomato

"Okay, Sorry. Wow you're so temperamental" He said laughing, picking up his shirt from the bed.

He even had dimples! She thought blushing inwardly and feeling so giddy that she wanted to kiss him so bad and really know how it felt like but this time with her senses intact.

She watched him as he dressed, feeling sensually tensed all over again. Man, she'd never seen a male so perfect to her before. When he looked up, he met with her gaze but she quickly looked away. He smiled at that

"Will you let me take you home this time? For real. I'm sorry for behaving like that earlier, wasn't me." And a red buzzer for that lie

"Yeah. I feel--"

"Sore? Yeah, it's normal. You'll get used to it"

She looked away for a moment, at the window

"I wasn't about to say that"

"Then what were you about to say?" He asked, a teasing tone in his voice as he picked up his car keys

She casted him a glare

"Okay, maybe I was about to say that, shut up and leave me!" she protested in a teasing tone too

"You're cute" The words escaped his mouth before he could keep it to himself. Did he just say she was cute? Well, it was the truth but man, he had a knack for keeping things to himself and looking so hard. Why was it so hard to do that around her, goodness he barely even knew her

"Thank you, I think you're hot too"

"Let's go." He said picking up his car keys and tossing his suit jacket over his shoulder "I think I have a meeting at eleven or so and I have to get something to eat, freshen up and get new clothes"

"Oh, so you're like a business man?" She asked as walked out the door he held open for her

He smirked "well, when you put it that way, I guess I am"

Then he reached to press the button to call for the elevator, his arm brushing her chest but he pretended not to notice

"That's nice. I'm hoping to get into college this year" she said in a giddy voice

He smiled at the expression on her face as he entered the elevator. The likeness he was having for her only seemed to grow. No, he didn't even like his women childish, he liked them matured, stoic, expressionless and to go along with whatever flow he was passing on. Maybe it was time to make a change

"But that's not an ambition." She looked up at him. And for the first time she realized he was very tall.

"I know. Well --"

"You just realized it when I said it"

"Shut up" he smirked again

"Well, I don't want to be a doctor or a nurse. As a matter of fact, I hate seeing the blood of the other person. Any blood other than mine is disgusting" she said gesturing with her hand to rule the fact and make it clear

"Yes, I've seen that"

She gave him the eyes and then rolled it.

"You see, this is one of the reasons why you don't have a girlfriend. You're too sarcastic and mean"

"I don't like childish women too."

She rolled her eyes, looked away and folded her hands under her breast feeling offended.

The elevator stopped and opened up in the underground parking lot. Marilyn smiled at that, seeing it for real made her giddy. It was dark and at the same time muah.

A car out of nowhere beeped loudly making her startled. When they came up close to the supposed car, her mouth fell open. Before her was a stunning actual black Jeep.

"What the-" She whispered to herself. Zayn only smiled, whipped around, reached for her and pulled her to himself

"Hell, I don't know why I can't seem to get you off my head but can I kiss you?"

His body tightened more at that question

"Yes, please" She whispered, getting to her toes and accepting his mouth. He ravaged her with his mouth as his hands danced all over her body. He pulled her so close and tight so she could feel his erection but then he didn't need to. She knew.

A moan escaped from her mouth as he bit her lip and as he slammed her against the body of the car. Lifting her thigh up so his finger grazed her bare c**t. She pulled away at that in a harsh breath and he cupped her breast with his other hand

It seemed like he couldn't get enough. Hell, he had no idea why he couldn't control his stupid self.

"I'm sorry" He said "I'm usually not like-"

"It's fine" she interrupted his speech, running her hand over his chest

He wanted to say he that he wanted to have her right there and now but he didn't. He shook as he ran his palm over her breast and let her go.

After staring akwardly at each other for a second, he opened the door to the car, helped her in, got into the car too and drove out.

She watched as he let his frustration out on the car wheel and gear and felt bad for the car. She was willing, even more than willing to have him have her but she didn't voice it out.

"So, what kind of business do you run?"

He clenched his jaw and tossed a look at her

"I run a company with my father. He owns the business so..."

"Oh. That's great. Um.... I live in backstreets though. Dropping me at the junction is okay. That is if you don't mind."

He dropped her without nothing as much as a word when he reached the designated spot. Hurt that he said nothing she picked up her handbag and muttered a bye.

He drove off after in the same way maintaining his stoic face. And on getting to his penthouse, pulled out the panty she'd been looking for earlier from his pocket and shoved it up to his nose

"f**k" He muttered richly getting rid of his clothing. He needed to get to her