Dirty One Direction Imagines

Dirty Louis Tomlinson Imagine

‘You get me hard’ Louis whispers against my lips. I smirk and kiss him again. He wraps his arms around me and strokes my back. His hands slip under my shirt, stroking the warm skin. I feel his cock pressing against my thigh. He moves his hands to the back of my thighs and strokes the skin there. ‘I want your cock in my mouth’ I whisper seductively in his ear. I feel him harden against my thigh. I smirk and take is earlobe between my teeth. ‘You can have it’ he says. I get a grin on my face and kiss his neck. I dip my tongue in the dimple between his collarbones and his neck. I place random open mouth kisses along his chest. I look up from under my eyelashes at him. He follows every movement I make. I get to the waistband of his boxers and place a row of kisses above it. He props himself up on his elbows to watch me. I suck on his hipbone, leaving a hickey. I hook my thumbs behind the waistband and tug them down his legs, his length jumping free and slamming against his stomach. He sighs when the air hit his leaking cock.

‘Suck me off baby’ he moans. I sit between his legs on my knees on the floor and rest my hands on his thighs. I take his dick in my hand and pump him slowly. ‘C’mon, show me you’re a good cockslut’ he says. I smirk up at him and part my lips to take him in my mouth.