Lets play dirty twister," Lou whispered in your ear. It was friday night and the boys where off at the studio but Lou had taken it off for You. You smirked at him,"lets do this." "Right hand green, right foot purple," he instructed which had you hovering over him. He smirked up at you,"i quite like this position," he stared at you lustfully then left a trail of kisses from your jawline up to your ear, he nibbled on your lobe,"i want you to take the ropes tonight, you be dominant. I want you to ride me until i scream your name," he whispered huskily. You smirked down at him then kissed him roughly, fisting his hair tightly. You lost your balance, the paint splattering everywhere.
You began macking on eachother, your clothes becoming too constricting, you ripped open his shirt, the buttons flying everywhere, he smirked at you and growled,"damn your sexy." You unbuttoned his jeans, your fingers leaving paint trails down his skin as you slid them down.
"You're torturing me!" He groaned as you took your time on your buttons. He flipped you over, ripping your jeans off. "Nu uh," you protested,"its my turn," you tackled him snatching his boxers. You rode him well into the night until he finally screamed your name. You woke up the next morning, both covered in hand and fingerprints of multi colors and your sheets a mess of colo
I think ill let you be dominant more often," he smirked breathlessly.
