Your shimmery dark blue dress clung tight around your waist and chest and you caught Zayn sneaking a look. You giggled and put your hands around his face, softly pushing your lips into his. He put his strong arms around you and you then put yours around to his back. Then you moved around, wanting to feel his hard chest. You pushed yourself onto him and he began to moan. “Baby you look so hot” he said, eyes closed. “Mmm” was all that you could reply. He leaned back and you put your legs around either side of his waist, you dress riding up.
“I want you Zayn.” you moaned into his lips. He kissed you harder and slid his hands over to your bum, massaging you and holding you tight. You loved it and wanted more. You started to ride him, fully clothed. And Zayn moaned in satisfaction. You could tell he wanted you now, too, feeling his hard erection through his dress pants. “Fuck those paps,” he said. “You’re mine.”
Suddenly the car jerked to the side, signalling your arrival at the large, cemented brownflat you and Zayn shared in central London. You quickly put yourself together knowing Paul would open the door any second now. You were exactly right, and Zayn quickly tried to fix his hair and the brush out the crinkles in his tux. “You’re home!” Paul said. “Thanks,” you replied, shy that he could see you blushing. Zayn jumped out, hiding his boner and pulled you quickly along the stone steps leading up to your large oak doorway.
“Later Paul!” he called out. You were dripping wet and aching for him to touch you and have his long fingers deep inside you,curling in the way that mad you squirm. He was so good with his hands and his mouth, though you wouldn’t know it, he acted like such a gentleman. But he had a dirty side. You loved to get him horny because he was so incredibly attractive that only the sight of him made you hot. You loved to see him naked and was the only one whop could make you feel this way. He fiddled with his keys and you bobbed up and down quickly, impatiently waiting for him. You finally smiled and grabbed his hard bulge. He groaned loudly and bit your neck, past your hair and ran his teeth along your jaw and collarbone. You smiled naughtily and he swung open the door. You ran up the stairs towards the bedroom and you could hear his loud steps reverberating behind you. “Babe I need to have you right now” he said in a deep voice.
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Dirty One Direction Imagines
FanfictionDoing dirty imagines with Louis, Harry, Liam, Niall and Zayn! Don't read if you aren't prepared to read sexual content! Sorry if your ovaries explode
