One Direction Imagines and Preferences :)

He Wants You * (liam)

He Wants You *mature* (liam)

You pulled the lace strap of your blue dress over your shoulder slowly. You'd been doing this for an hour, trying to choose a suitable dress for the night out you're going to have with your friends tonight.

You looked in the mirror looking up and down at your reflection, deciding that this was definately your favourite.

Quickly, you pulled your white stillettos on your feet and picked up your white purse to match. You looked at the mirror one last time before walking into the living room, where Liam would be sat waiting for you to show him the next dress.

"Oh shit." Liam's eyebrows raised slightly. "I like this one, a lot."

"Good," you pecked him on the cheek, revealing even more of your cleavage to him. "This is one of my favourites, I'm probably gonna wear this one."

Liam just stared at you, biting his lip as his eyes wondered all over your body. Suddenly he snapped out of his little trance.

"Wait what? No way, you're not wearing that out! There are so many filthy men out there Y/N and I wont be with you."

"Liam, I'll be with my mates its fine." He let out a sigh, signalling you over to him with his finger. He pointed to the floor near his feet so you knelt down on your knees, your body inbetween his legs.

"You look so fucking hot in this dress babe." He picked up both of your hands and placed them on his thighs. He moved your hands up and down his thighs, getting higher and higher everytime.

He finally stopped, picking up your hands and placing them on the tent forming in his boxers. His eyes closed momentarilly, tensing his muscles.

"I'm desperate Y/N. You've been in and out, showing me your favourite dresses and I cant handle it anymore babe, I need you." As much as you wanted to help Liam with his little 'issue' you couldnt. You only had ten minutes until Liam drove you to the night club where you'd meet your friends.

"Liam, I cant."

"Yes you fucking can, come on baby." He looked so desperate and needy, it turned you on.

"I-I...you know we cant Liam. I need to get ready."

"No please." He whispered, pulling you onto him so that you were straddling him. He started grinding on you roughly.

"You know you want it Y/N. I'll fuck you so hard that you'll squirt within the first three minutes. We'll be done in no time." He was kissing your neck now, pulling the strap on your dress down your arms.

You knew you were in too deep to stop now.

"Three minutes...?"

"Three minutes." Liam agreed, almost ripping your dress of your body.