Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

My Little Secret (M.C)

WARNING: SMUT SMUT SMUT😏

PART 5

HIS POV

Fuck me!

Fuck me!

Those two little words were all I needed to hear.

She was killing me.

Slowly, torturously slowly, she was killing me.

I slammed into her, a growl escaping my lips and I cursed when I felt her.

"Fuck," I groaned.

I thrust into her, harder and faster, as she moaned and made the hottest little whimpering sounds.

Shit, was my girl hot!

My lips came down to press against hers and her arms wound around my neck, pulling me closer.

Our tongues danced together, as we swallowed one another's moans.

My hands were positioned behind her head, holding myself steady above her.

I pulled one hand down, grazing her skin, until I reached her thigh.

I grabbed her leg, pulling it up to wrap around my waist and allowing me to go in deeper.

Her walls squeezing, tightening around me and making escape impossible.

But I didn't fucking care.

I wanted to stay here forever, in this heaven.

"Nothing should feel this good," I groaned, breathing against her lips.

I panted as I moved my head down to suck on her nipple again and she threw her head back, and moaned.

Our bodies slick with sweat moved against one another's, the slaps of skin hitting skin and the moans escaping our open lips the only sounds.

"I love you so much Y/N. So much it fucking hurts," I panted, against her breast.

"Michael," she moaned. "I love you so much baby. Only you. Always you."

My heart squeezed as I heard those words uttered from those perfect lips.

She was my world, my whole world.

I couldn't live without her.

I didn't even know what I did without her before we met.

I know I was never this happy before I met her.

Never this happy.

She was my everything.

"Never leave me," I cried.

Her lips pressed against mine, and she spoke against my lips.

"Never," she promised. "Michael I'm not going anywhere."

"Thank you," I breathed, kissing her lips.

"Come with me baby," I pleaded.

She nodded her head, and I thrust into her, deeper than before, hitting that spot.

Her walls clamped around me, squeezing and creating the most amazing pleasure.

"Fuck," I growled.

"Ahh, Michael!" she cried.

Her body arced off the bed, meeting my thrusts, and I threw my head back, with roar as I came.

She followed soon after, her breathing becoming quicker, as she panted and whimpered.

My body fell on top of hers, as I panted and tried to come down from the best fucking orgasm.

Her hands rubbed against my back, as I lay in her arms.

We stayed like that for several minutes, content in each other's presence, even in the silence.

"Is this what you call 'in for it'" she giggled, her chest vibrating against mine.

"Yeah, it is. Don't act like you didn't fucking love it," I replied.

"I fucking loved it. Maybe I'll have to hang up on you more often," she joked.

"Try me," I warned her, a smirk taking up my lips as I pushed myself off of her.

I rolled to lie beside her and gripped her hips, spinning her around so I could spoon her.

"Maybe I will," she teased.

I laughed, already becoming hard again and ready for another round.

"Ready for round 2 yet baby girl?" I cooed.

She shook her head quickly. "No way! You've worn me out!" she gasped, giggling.

I pulled my hands back from resting on her stomach and tickled her sides.

She squealed and yelped as she wriggled away from me.

But that only made me more determined to keep her in place.

"Oh no you don't," I said, grabbing at her waist and pulling her back.

She squirmed in my arms, as she spun around.

She swatted at my chest, a big grin pulling at her lips.

"Michael!" she squealed. "Stop! Please stop it."

I laughed as she wiggled in my arms, her hands hitting mine as she tried to get me to stop.

"Alright, alright. I think you've suffered enough," I told her.

"I think I have too," she groaned, as she frowned up at me.

I slipped off the bed, reaching for my boxers and pulling them back on.

She copied my movements, as she rolled off the bed and pulled on her panties.

She glanced around the room, smiling when she saw what she was looking for and went to retrieve it.

I watched, my eyebrows furrowed as I wondered what it was she wanted.

As she reached down, I watched as her pert little ass stuck up high in the air and wiggled.

She picked up the item she'd been looking for and I recognised it immediately.

My shirt.

She tugged it on and hugged it to her chest, a pleased smile on her lips.

My heart raced as I saw her, stood there, donned in my shirt.

Mine.

The caveman inside me wanted to beat on his chest and roar with pride.

She was mine.

And I wanted everyone to know that.

As she crawled back in the bed, I decided it was time we had 'the talk'.

I crawled up beside her, pulling the covers over her and slung out my arm on the pillow.

She curled up into my side, laying her head on my arm, and wrapping an arm around my waist.

I didn't know if what I was going to ask her would be too big of a deal for her.

But I wanted this more than anything in the world.

I wanted her.

Only her.

Always her.

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