Dirty One Direction Imagines

Short Dirty Zayn Malik Imagine

He pulled my closer to him and brought my lips to his, taking the strawberry out of my mouth and placing it in his own. He then unzipped my night gown letting it fall to the floor swiftly.

"I think these should do with some whipped cream," He winked before cupping my breasts. I moaned lightly as he sprayed cream on my nipples before licking and sucking it off.

"Have a strawberry." He said before popping it into my mouth. "Now, what do you want?"

"I want your mouth." I whimpered.

"Lay on the counter." He commanded I did as he said, he slid off my underpants ever so slow before he lightly slid his finger up and down my folds.

"Ugh. Stop teasing." And with that he went down on me. He licked my clit a few times before sticking his long tongue into me as far as it could go, the pleasure was overwhelming and I soon felt my walls tightening. He noticed and quickly detached his tongue from me. I pulled his track pants to the floor along with his boxers, revealing his bulge that was practically begging for attention.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" I nodded. "Then beg, beg for me."

"Please fuck me Zayn, fuck me ‘till I can’t walk, fu-" He cut me off by entering me. I screamed out his name as he filled me up.

"Ugh, Y/N," Zayn moans.

He’s hitting all the right places and his manly moans were getting me closer to the edge, I could tell Zayn was too.

"Ugh, I’m going to-" His member twitched inside me as his juices filled me, I soon followed; moaning his name in pure ecstasy.

"Y/N?" Zayn breathed.

"Yes?"

"We ran out of strawberries and whipped cream."