Zendaya’s POV
I was very fast asleep but I could feel my body was hot. Someone was touching me, maybe it was just a dream. No this doesn't look like a dream. I immediately opened my eyes to see...
"WTF!!!!" I tried to get away from him but he only held me by my waist.
" Ransford please what are you doing"
" What does it look like baby"
I was completely naked before him and his face was in my p*ssy eating the sh*t out of me.
"Aaa..." I couldn't help but moan.
His face left my p*ssy and he brought his lips close to mine.
"Since you decided not to come and ignored me, I decided to do so myself" he said while casually moulding my boobs.
"How did you enter?" I vividly remember locking my door.
He chuckled, "You underestimate me sweetheart, I came through your window"
My eyes shifted to the window to see that indeed it was truly unlocked.
"Now let's just enjoy this moment okayy"
I couldn't say no, because I was already wet for him. He had his own way of making my body hot that I couldn't resist. So I just decided to enjoy the moment. He leaned back, pulling me closer until I was right where he wanted me.
“You’re too good to me,” he said quietly.
My chest tightened at the words.
“Is that a bad thing?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light.
He let out a soft chuckle.
“No it just means you’re different, you make me feel in a way that I've never felt before.”
“Come here,” he said softly.
I was already close. But still, I moved closer. Because I always did. He brought his lips close to mine and started to kiss me, the kiss started slowly.
His hand came up to my face, gentle, almost careful like he cared about what I felt. My fingers curled into his shirt as he pulled me closer, deepening the kiss.
“Zendaya…” he murmured against my lips.
That tone was soft and low. It always broke through whatever resistance I had left. There’s a difference between being wanted and being loved.
His touch lingered a little longer on my body and his grip tightened slightly. I didn’t stop him and I gave in.
He continued to kiss me while squeezing my boobs as if he wanted to bring the milk out of my breasts. This felt so good.
His lips left my mouth and I whimpered due to the loss. I need more. I grabbed his shirt and unbuttoned it in a hurry. Running my hand all over his body, I immediately took charge.
I ran my tongue all over his body and I could see he was enjoying it with his reaction. I s*ck*d on his little n*ppl*s and he growled. I moved my hands to his torso area, rubbing my hands on his bulge d**k and he was so hard.
Oh gosh, I need him so bad. I unbuckled his belt and took off his jeans along with his boxers. There it was, his d**k sprang out so hard that I could see his veins.
I gently held his d**k moving my hands up and down in slow motion. Then I guided it inside my small mouth slowly so that everything could fit. He was so huge, but I could still take it.
I started moving my mouth, up and down squeezing his balls.
"Oh f*ck, come here," he groaned.
He pulled me up so my p*ssy was in his face and my mouth was still gliding up and down on his d**k. He gave me a long lick on my p*ssy.
"Oh yes, yes," I couldn't help but moan.
He continued to eat my p*ssy, and later on inserted his fingers inside my p*ssy. Fingering me and still eating me. It felt so good, but so wrong and I couldn't stop it.
Soon after we both came so loudly in each other's mouths and he s*ck*d me dry.
"Ride me baby"
I immediately straddled him and guided his d**k slowly until it all entered. Then I began to move at a slow pace.
"Oh sh*t", he growled and held my waist down guiding me to move.
"Aaaaa.." I moaned when he spanked my *ss telling me to move faster. And I gladly did so, quickening my pace.
He felt so good, and I loved him so much. I continued to ride him with both of us moaning while his two fingers held my boobs and squeezed them.
" Get on all fours" he commanded and I got off him. Getting to the edge of the bed with my *ss in the air and he came behind. Holding my waist and I could feel his d**k at the entrance of my p*ssy.
Then slammed into me so hard without warning.
"Oh yes, f*ck, f*ck" I moaned out loudly.
He used his other hand to pull my hair up while slamming into me hard. Spanking my *ss. I wanted more.
"Faster please," I cried out.
This continued for a while until we both reached our climax.
"I'm gonna c*m"
"Hold on baby" he said as he continued f*ck*ng me harder and harder.
"Do it" he commanded and after a few strokes we both came together.
"Oh f*ck, you're so sweet. I can't get enough of you. He said while removing his d**k from my p*ssy.
We played on the bed next to each other. With my head on his chest. Later, the silence felt heavier than anything that came before it. I was staring at the ceiling, and my breathing was slow. Ransford shifted beside me. Then reached for his phone.
“You okay?” I asked quietly.
“Yeah,” he replied, already scrolling. Like nothing had just happened. Like I hadn’t just given him everything again. I swallowed.
“Who’s texting?”
“No one important.” My chest tightened. No one important, I turned my head away slightly, blinking back the feeling building behind my eyes.
"I love you Ransford"
Silence. "Not now Zendaya"
That broke my heart and I felt like crying in front of him. But no, I wasn't going to let him see my weakness.
He stood up, walking toward the kitchen as if the moment we shared meant nothing. I pulled the blanket closer around me.
"Are you staying over" I asked him when he came back.
“Do you want me to?” he asked.
There was a pause.
"Yes " I replied
He nodded slowly, even though he wasn’t looking. He lay beside me again. But this time he didn’t touch me.
“ I’m not really looking for anything serious right now,” he added suddenly. And there it was, the clear and final word.
"Okay", I nodded, forcing my expression to stay neutral.
“That’s fine.” It wasn’t.
He leaned over, pressing a light kiss to my forehead.
“You understand me better than anyone,” he said softly.
"Good night Ransford " I said and turned my back to him.
He pulled me closer to him and said in my ear. "Night" with a kiss on the cheek.