Adopted by One Direction (Complete)

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Bransyn carries me to his home and up to his bedroom. He is making out with me. He pushes me on to his bed and starts to take off his shirt.

S: What are you doing?

B: Taking my clothes off so we can-

S: Whoa! I don't think I am ready Bransyn

B: Yeah. You are right. I am so so sorry

He lays back on the bed. He look so disappointed.

S: Bransyn I-

B: I took it too fast. I am so sorry Stephanie!

S: No Bransyn I- I want you to take me. Take me hard!

B: Are you sure?

S: I am sure.

He slips his shirt off.

B: I do not want to hurt you, so tell me when I am and I will stop.

S: Okay

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B: Are you okay?

I nod. He starts kissing my neck and I turn around. He starts kissing me. The kisses get deeper and deeper and he picks me up. He sits me on the kitchen table and leans in closer. I can feel him growing against me and I look up. I raise an eyebrow at him. He stares at me,

B: Sorry

I move my hand down his pants and start to play.

S: Why are you apologizing?

I move my hand up and down and he moans with pleasure.

S: Faster!

I demands and he listens. I can feel his muscles start to tense up and stop He slides me closer to the edge of the table and pulls off my thong off and he throws it on to the floor. He lifts up my shirt a bit and spreads my legs. He drops his pants and positions himself between your legs. Looking into my eyes, he slides himself into me. I squeal, forgetting how good it feels to have someone inside of you. He pulls me even closer to the edge and starts thrusting. He starts off slow, then picks up the pace. He moans and starts whispering profanities into my ear. I feel yourself getting more and more horny as he gets faster, and leans back. He runs his hands up my stomach and lifts up my bra. He starts to play with my breasts, and with one last hard thrust we both scream with pleasure. He pulls out and leans over, laying his head on my chest. We both catch our breath and he sits up. Bransyn looks over at where I lay. Where we just had sex and his mouth drops. You look at him confused,

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S: What?

He points.

B: Steph, do you see that?

I look over and see that the bed has broken quite a bit. There is a broken leg that wasn't there before. He winks at me.

B: Guess we'll need to go shopping for a stronger bed tomorrow.

I laugh and lay my head down on his strong toned chest.

S: Oh shit. What time is it?

B: 6:30

S: I need to be home for dinner!

B: Really? You can't just stay here with me a few minutes longer?

S: I guess I could. Zayn could not hate me anymore then he does now.

We make out. After a while I get a text from Zayn.

Z: Where are you? You are late! I need you to come home now!

S: Okay. that is my wake up call.

B: I love you.

S: I love you also.

He kisses me and I leave.

At home Zayn and Perrie sit across from each other not eating not speaking to each other.

Z: Get some food.

He gives me a plate. I put a small portion on my plate and sit down.

S: Just get it out. I am sorry okay. Don't yell at me please! And don't hit me.

Z: I am not going to hit you.

S: You almost did earlier this morning.

Z: I wasn't myself earlier. Or last night.

S: Okay.

P: Go on. Apologize.

Z: And I am sorry

S: Okay. Okay. I forgive you.

Z: But I am still mad at you fo rcoming home late. Where were you?

S: At Bransyn's.

Z: Bransyn? Is that a hickie?

Shit. I forgot to put my hair back down to cover them.

S: Um... No?

Z: Don't do that. Tell me the truth.

S: Yes

Z: They are all over you.

I cover my arms.

Z: What did he do to you?

S: Nothing! He-

Z: What did he do?

S: It was my choice.

Z: What? What was your choice?

S: To do it...

Z: Do what?

S: You know what.

Z: Um. No I don't.

S: We had sex

Z: What?

P: What?

Z: YOU HAD SEX?

I look away.

Z: Look at me.

I refuse.

Z: I said, LOOK AT ME!

I look him in the eye.

Z: Did he force you into it?

S: NO!

Z: Are you drunk?

S: No!

Z: Then WHY did you do it?

S: I don't know.

Z: That is not an answer.

S: I wanted him and he wanted me

Z: Go to your room. I don't want to see your face.

S: What?

Z: GO!