One Direction & ZAYN Dirty Imagines

Daddy - Liam

Y/N's POV

He was my daddy. He takes care of me when he's off from work, and always checks up on me every hour.

Daddy told me specifically not to touch myself when he went off to work. Most of the times I would listen, but this morning he was teasing me before leaving. My urges were getting stronger, and I needed release.

I press my phone to my ear, hearing him pick up immediately.

"Yes baby girl?" He asks, slightly mused.

"When are you coming back home daddy?" I ask, biting my lip when he chuckles huskily into the phone.

"Is my baby girl horny for me?" He inquires. I can almost see the grin on his face.

"Yes," I admit, looking down at my lap. "I really need you."

"I don't come back for another four hours," he sighs. "Promise you won't touch yourself?"

"B-But..." I whine slightly, but give in. "Okay."

"Okay, what baby?" He asks innocently.

"I won't touch myself until you arrive home daddy," I tell him, crossing my legs in attempt to stop the throbbing between my legs.

"That's my girl," he praises. "If you do follow through to your promise, I'll treat you when I arrive."

"Like what?"

"Maybe eat you out, leave some love bites all over your body while I f.uck you until your legs shake." He suggests. A moan escapes my lips as I imagine the whole scene.

"That sounds amazing," I try to say as calmly as possible.

"I have to go," he chuckles. "I'll see you soon baby."

"Bye daddy."

"Bye baby girl."

Hanging up, I toss my phone aside and groan, needing to find release as soon as possible. But I couldn't break my promise to daddy, he wouldn't like that.

I need to get my mind off of my body. I need sleep.

Heading upstairs, I walk into our bedroom and change into one of daddy's shirts, inhaling his scent. Laying on the bed, I turn my body and try to fall asleep.

***

When I wake up I make my way down stairs and notice daddy's shoes by the door, signaling that he's home. Excitement rushes though me and I walk quickly to the living room, only to see no one. The next place is the kitchen and when I head in, I see him rummaging though the refrigerator.

Instead of greeting him, I sneak up behind him and notice what he's doing. He sighs, standing tall before closing the fridge. I quickly wrap my arms around his back and hug him, feeling the material of his shirt against my face.

"Baby," he hums, chuckling right after before I pull away. I let him turn around so he could see me, an when he does, he pecks a kiss on my lips.

"I missed you," I admit, looking down at my feet.

"Have you been a good girl?" He asks, tilting my head up so that I'm looking into his puppy eyes.

Nodding, he raises an eyebrow.

"Use your words baby."

"Yes daddy," I correct myself. He smiles in satisfaction and leans in to kiss me.

At first he kisses me sweetly, until I grip the back of his head and deepen the kiss. He moans softly, slipping his tongue into my mouth. He grips my a.ss and I jump, letting him carry me. As we make it to the stairs he pulls away and stares at me.