out of the blue / n.h

Chapter 64

trigger warning

"Come on, have some shots!" Liam cheeringly calls me out. I smile and walk over to them with Niall's fingers intertwined with mine. Niall lets go of me and stays next to me instead.

"Stay close." Niall warns me.

I nod and smile to him, lifting the shot glass with liquid inside it and pour it into my mouth. So is Niall. The shots dare has come to an end when I get my fifth shot. It reminds me of the night at the pub with Niall.

"Niall, why did you stop?!" Harry takes the burning shot into his mouth.

"I'm driving." Niall laughs.

The beat from the room gets into me and I start to jam my head up and down despite the electro music. "The music is so good. Do you want to dance?" I shout.

NIALL HORAN

"No, baby, I don't think you would like to dance." Niall nods, reassuring me. The others are already on the dance floor.

"Who said I wouldn't like to?!" She grumpily asks.

"You don't dance, remember?"

"Who said that?" She lies.

"You, Melanie." I shake my head. "Let's go to the booth, come on." I stand up pulling her arm to go follow me. She throws me a death glare. "Melanie, come on." I tilt my head up to point her to come.

"Dance with me." She coaxes, striding closer to me then wraps her arms around me, making our faces just an inch away. She brushes her nose against mine and dares to lick my lips in a sexy smirk covers her innocence. "Please."

"Fuck," I cuss. "Fine." I give in then she widely smiles, leading me to the crowd. She starts to grind on me and it's not her that's dancing. It's the alcohol. A couple guys checks her out while she's grinding on me. She starts to dirty dancing while wrapping her arms around my neck. At some point, I just can't stand it anymore. "Babe, uhm, let's go to the booth. You can dance in there." I plea.

"No, it's weird to dance in the booth." She pouts, keeps on dancing on me. She looks so seductive, it's irresistible but I have to get her out of here, to get rid of the perverted guys' eyes off her booty. She has a really nice booty and breasts but they are mine to touch.

"You can give me a lap dance?" I raise my brows. She nods and pulls my hand out of the crowd as she leads me to the booth. Zayn is not there anymore and she surprises me by pushing me on the couch and closes the curtain. She walks over to me.

"Why a lap dance if we can do this." She sits on my lap and crushes her lips and tongue against mine. She's such a turn on. I can't resist her but, she's drunk. I keep on brushing her lips and stroking her thighs that lift her blue dress to her waist. I can feel the warm breeze between her thighs and it gets to me crazily. She moans as she tugs my hair, messing it and it drives me mad and incredibly turned on.

"No, no. What if you just sleep with me, lay here and cuddle. Okay?" I pant, pulling her out of the kiss.

"No, Niall. . . I really need you." She pouts, slowly brushing her lips against mine. Fuck. I give in and let her control. I can't resist her being like this. She looks so sexy it makes me want to bend her over and fuck her hard.

"We are not going to have sex in here." I hold her shoulders each with my hands.

"But, I want to be full of you." She says while moaning and it drives me crazy just the way she says it. She whines as she starts to turn her body around. I groan at her remark. "Unzip me," She commands. "daddy." She giggles. Fuck. I obey her as I unzip her dress. I can't resist her no more. I want her now and I don't care whether she's drunk or not. I've been planning on fucking her in this dress anyway.

"Wait." I stand up and close the curtain and tie it together. I take a vodka bottle from the booth table and gulp a large amount of liquid.

"Come here already." She whines, only in her pantie because she doesn't wear her bra. I moan at the sight of her like this as I walk up to her and she quickly moves up to my lap. "I'm the one who's in charge." She whispers and crushes her lips against mine and everything goes so exotic and hard. I have never felt sex so rough and her slutty behave tonight is massively turning me on, keeping me alive.

She looks at me in lustful eyes as I come between her little fingers. I groan and cuss at myself. She wipes it with her black pantie as I look at her in confusion. "Melanie, you're going to need that." I pant.

"No, because we're going. We haven't finished, mister." Her hoarse yet wet voice coos into my ear.

I stand up and quickly dress up. "The guys are probably busy, I'll just call them later, then."

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