Mr. Horan »n.h«

LETTING GO

•Sophie•
I finally get back from the club, the only thing I did that was bad was dance with that guy and I walk to the kitchen to see a note on the kitchen :

Working late x

I sigh and take my heels off and throw them in a corner, so I'm walking up the stairs when I get this text from Jenna saying goodnight.

The only ones that got plastered was Emily, and she ended up throwing a random vase at one of the bouncers and we got kicked out.

To be honest, I regret dancing with that guy. It's the truth. So I push my bedroom door open and when I close the door and peel the skimpy black dress off my body, I hear this voice.

"You're in trouble.." I turn around so fast that I almost break a leg but when I turn around I see Niall standing in the corner with his arms crossed. "Am I?" I walk to my bed and once I hit it feels like heaven.

"Sophie. I told you I didn't want you dancing with any guys," and he comes and jumps on me, "You're mine." My eyes are so deep into his that it's like I can't breath.

He's hovering over me and I see this evil flash and I can't describe it. I just stay quiet.

"You don't believe me? Do you?" and it's like something's warning me to back down but I don't. "No." And my eyes search his but he breaks bad.

He stands on his knees and peel his tight top off and throws it on the carpet leaving this pool of white on the floor and my eyes scans his chest and I just look away.

It's hard not falling when you're letting go.

"Look at me," and he's begging and I'm just staring at my pillows, "Sophie! Damnit!"

•Niall•
I'm standing on my knees and I'm over her and seeing her in black lace isn't the easiest thing, but she won't look at me and she's just staring at her pillows which causes me to lose it.

I don't know why she won't look at me or why I want her too. I don't know why I want to see those flashing emerald green eyes of her, or see her blushing, or -

"Damn. You're going to scream for mercy. Lucky for you I brought some toys," and this evil smirk spreads across my face and I can tell she wants to look but she maintains herself.

I get off the bed and walk to my black gym bag, I quickly unzip and slip out my handcuffs and belt, along with my gag like thing that I like to cover their mouths with, and last but not least the blindfold.

I take them to the bed and she sits up, and I can tell she wants to leave but I threatened her.

"It's to late.." I say.

Her eyes just flash with this unknown emotion.

"Sophie lay down.." I demand.
"No."
"Sophie. I'm warning you.."
"No."

I pop my belt and it's like she scrambles to the top of the bed and lays down. I smile.

"Good Girl.."
"Thank you.."

I almost question why she thanked me but I just leave it alone, I take my handcuffs and handcuff one to her bed post and the other to her left wrist. The other handcuff to the other bed posts and the other one to her right wrist and she can't move her hands - she tried.

"You wanna know something?" I look at her and she just stays quiet, "When I watched that video.." I start to blindfold her, "You have no idea how bad I wanted to be that damn guy..."

I smack her leg really hard with my belt and it makes the loud pop noise, she cries out.

"What?!" I snap. "Mr. Horan.." And she's breathing heavy and her leg turns a little red.

"Mmm," I unbutton my pants, "Say it again. More loud. I want that guy to hear you.."

"Mr. - Mr. Horan.." and it's like a automatic thing, I'm on the bed in no time and I'm sliding those skimpy little panties down her legs. "Black is diffently your color.."

She's still blindfolded and her hands are handcuffed, her legs are free and I'm in my boxers and I'm just sitting on my knees in the bed watching her body squirm.

I feel my member hardening and I just let out a soft moan as I slip him out, I scan her innocent body once more before invading her so called "bubble" which by the way I popped a long time ago. I hover over her and let him brush against her and she let's out a soft moan.

"I have a question..," I'm smiling now as she slowly wraps her legs around my waist. "Do you regret dancing with him?"

She shakes her head no.

Fucking bullshit.

I feel this inner rage. So I thrust inside of her quickly and it's like I slammed into her because she's whimpering my name and I watch as her sweet lips tremble.

So I'm in her and I'm thrusting hard but slow and I hate to admit it but this is the most fun I've ever had.

Her moans linger in the air, and it's like music to my ears. So I'm thrusting slowly. I can tell she wants me to pick up speed, but that's when I slip out of her and leave these wet kisses up her stomach until I meet her black laced bra. I start to leave these hot love bites on her skin causing her whimper.

"He'll fucking know who's girl he fucked with.." I can feel my blood is starting to boil more and more at just the thought of another guy touching what's mine but I'm trying to tell myself just to calm down and not let it get to me but it's easier said then done.

Diffently with her.

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