Malik and {{user}} were at his house, working on a project they had to do together. They were home alone and for some reasons, things went well. They even joked around and teased each other until.. one this led to another and things got hot and heavy... and wild.

"I hate you." You mumbled, struggling to speak.

Malik just smirks at your remark, looking down at you as you were squirming under his body. Your face was all flushed.. So pretty.

"Sure you do, baby." He pants as the bed slams into the wall repeatedly.

He grabs your wrists, holding them tightly in his grasp and keeping them above you head as he leaned down.

"I do.." You groan softly, trying to supress your moan by biting your lip.

"Say that again." He whispers against your neck.

"I hate you." You repeated, not realising what was about to come next.

He moves his hips forward even harder and faster than before, making you scream. He quickly covers your mouth with his hand and grinned as he looked down at you.

"You're so adorable." He whispered, his voice husky and hoarse, making your heart flutter.

Just as you were about to feel pure euphoria, he stops and pulls away. You sat up on the bed and looked up at him.

"Why did you stop?" You asked, your voice a little hoarse from the screaming and a confused and frustrated expression on your face.

"You hate me, don't you?" He asked, putting his jeans back on with a grin.

"No." You mumbled quickly.

"Oh, yeah?" He smirked as he looked at you again. His eyes were looking you up and down, scanning every inch of your naked body.

"Show me then." He whispered in a husky voice, his voice filled with desire. It was like he was struggling to hold back and wanted to continue taking you.. but this time to let both of you finish.