Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

My Little Secret (M.C)

WARNING: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT😏

PART 4

YOUR POV

Seeing that mischievous glint in his eyes, I knew I was in trouble.

I'd never seen him like this before.

He'd told me, well more like warned me, that I'd be in for it if I ever hung up on him.

On multiple occasions I'd teased him and pretended to hang up, which made him annoyed.

But this was the first time I'd actually really gone through with it because I was actually curious to find out what "in for it" actually meant.

And this was it.

He was angry, and it was fucking hot!

I hadn't had the chance to even take a look at him today because all I'd seen was that smirk, those sparkling eyes and felt his body pressed against me.

With all that, I couldn't think straight.

So now, as he stood at the end of the bed, watching me with clear amusement on his features, I checked him out.

Little did I know, that he was basically naked!

All he wore was a pair of black boxers, which wear rather tight around the crotch area.

But maybe that was because of the bulge and the fact he was clearly hard.

I licked my lips and his eyes widened as they moved to focus on my lips.

He gulped and his smirk was replaced with a small smile.

He cheeks looked flushed, and as I watched him become turned on, I decided to tease him more.

I knelt up on the bed and grabbed the hem of my dress before tugging it off slowly and tossing it on the floor.

Next, I moved my hands behind me, unclasping my bra and sliding the straps slowly down my arms.

All the while, his eyes never wavered.

He continued to watch me.

Once my breasts were bare to him, I moved my hands to my panties.

"Stop," he breathed, holding his hand out.

I froze, whilst he came to life again, and crawled up onto the bed.

He knelt in front of me, his hands reaching for mine and placing them around his neck.

"Let me do that," he begged.

I nodded and he smiled before averting his eyes to my panties.

One of his hands came out whilst the other gripped my waist and he slowly and torturously moved his hand to the band of my panties.

His slipped a hand in, his fingers softly grazing my mound and he stroked.

I whimpered, a shiver running down my spine.

Two deft fingers rubbed up my slit, teasing me over and over.

"Michael," I begged, as my eyes looked down to where his hands were.

He complied, as his two fingers slipped inside me and he began to pump.

I cried out and threw my head back, my hands wrapping tighter around his neck as I held on.

He pumped his fingers into me faster, before his thumb slid to my clit and rubbed.

"Oh god," I moaned.

"Does that feel good baby," he cooed.

I nodded, unable to form a coherent sentence as I rode my high.

"This is mine," he roared, as he pumped faster.

My hands clawed at his back, scratching as I cried out his name over and over.

His mouth moved to my ear as he kissed me, his hot breath tickling my skin.

"Mine," he whispered, as his lips pressed to the skin behind my ear.

He pulled his fingers out of my folds, before pulling them to his lips.

His eyes held mine as he sucked on his fingers, and I bit hard on my lip watching him tasting me.

That was too hot!

He pulled his fingers free and pushed himself back.

"Lie down," he commanded, as he nodded to the pillows behind me.

I complied, lying back, my arms bending and going behind my head.

He stood on the bed, placing one foot on either side of me, then pulled down his boxers.

He sprang free and my mouth fell open.

He was the most beautiful man I'd ever seen.

And I just wish he knew that.

He threw them over his shoulder, then knelt above me.

His forefingers played with the band of my panties, and he agonisingly slowly pulled them down.

"You're so beautiful Y/N," he breathed.

His eyes came to land on mine and he smiled at me.

"I love you so much baby," he whispered, his breath catching with unshed tears.

"And I love you Michael. So much babe," I told him.

I moved my hands, placing them on his arms and pulling him closer to me.

He leaned closer, until his lips were near my breasts.

He kissed the top of each breast, leaving a little trail of warm, soft kisses, before he pulled one nipple in his mouth and sucked.

I moaned, as my body arced of the bed and met his lips.

He bit my nipple, then sucked and licked, teasing me.

"Michael, please," I begged, my hands clawing at his back and trying to pull his body that little bit closer.

He let my nipple fall free, the popping sound resonating through the silent room.

"Please what baby?" he mocked.

He moved ever so slightly so his head was touching my heat.

"You want to be fucked?" he growled. "Cause I can fuck my girl hard. I can make my girl moan. Is that what you want baby?"

His teasing was beginning to grate on me.

I needed him badly.

I needed him inside me.

I reached my hands up, gripping his neck and pulled his head down.

My lips close to his ear, I whispered to him, "Fuck me Michael!"

If was as if I'd pulled the trigger on a loaded gun.

Michael grabbed my hips, positioning himself and slammed into me with a growl.

Fuck me!

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