Small Talk - Niall Horan
"I've been thinking what I'd do when I'm alone with you"
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Smut warning
***Harry Styles
You could cut the tension in here with a knife.Hm. Knives. I wonder if she would be into that. I mean she is into choking and degration. Who knows?
Harry. Don't get carried away.
I follow Mirabelle into her office. Not even taking in my surroundings, I rush up behind her. I turn her around so her nose is touching mine.
God she is so fucking hot. Looking up at me through those lashes and her eyes sparkling with lust. I have never been one to completely take control or be confident enough to. But, I know what I like.
And... I like her.
My dick started getting harder as I thought of all the things I could do to her pretty body. I hope I see her again so that we can...experiment.
Anyways.
I bring my mind back to the very prominent problem in my pants and roughly smack Mirabelle's ass.
A shocked gasp mixed with a whimper escapes her mouth. Fuck me. Did my cock just throb?
"Does my little slut like spanking? Hm?" I say, grabbing her ass harshly.
She whimpers, biting her lower lip nodding.
"Cat got your tongue?" I smirk.
Mirabelle looks at me with a glare in her eyes.
I'm in trouble.
Yay.
I throw her on top of her neat desk. Pushing pens to the ground. Grabbing my collar, she pulls me forward, connecting our mouths. The kiss is slower than before but much, much harder. The heat between us getting too intense. She rips my silk shirt open, letting it slide off my shoulders.
"Let's see if that perfect little cunt is still wet," I drawl, practically drooling at the thought of her pussy wrapped around my fingers.
She moans into my ear as I trail my mouth to her jaw. My hands quickly working to unbuckle her belt. Again. The button comes undone, while I drag her pants down her perfect tan legs. God, she is so beautiful. And then, I look at her cunt clothed in black lace peaking out from under her body suit. Holy shit. I didn't notice before.
"Are these just for me darling?" I whisper in her ear, in between hot open mouthed kisses. Pulling back the waist of her panties, using my hand now under her bodysuit, letting it snap back agaunst her waist.
I can feel her breath catch as she moans.
"Answer me," I say harshly.
"Yes, daddy. Just for you," she whimpers.
Holy shit.
Holy shit.
I didn't even have to ask. Might as well propose now.
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