Do you still think you can refuse me this pussy?", he asks and reaches forward between your legs to slap your center, too. You wince and nod, acting as if you weren't getting wet again.
"Well guess what, I'm just gonna take it.", he grunts. You turn around because you want to watch him taking off his sweatpants, but he tells you to keep your eyes off of him and supports his order with another, hard slap. "Like it when I spank you, huh? That's the whore in you longing to be punished for being so fucking wet for me again.", he jokes.
Then, he puts his hands on your hips and literally rams himself into you from the back. You are really sore and yes, it burns, but Niall just knows how to fuck you to make it all good.
He keeps slapping and pinching your ass and as he steps back, pulling his cock out only to bend over and bite your butt cheek, growling like an animal again, all you want is for him to be inside of you again. Your body is jerking, you're shaking already and it's hard to keep the position, but Niall's grip is tight and he needs you to stay like that.
He just fucks you, no tenderness, no real passion, and instead of telling you how beautiful you are, he now just cusses. Except for that, your moaning and the smacking of his flesh against yours is the only sound in the room.
"Shit, I love taking you like this, babe.", he then gasps and you know he's getting closer to cumming. "Are you okay, though?"
Fuck. You really do love this man.
"Yes, I'm good.", you say. "I'll tell you to stop if I can't take it anymore. To be honest, it feels so f-fucking gre-at."
"Yeh, I know.", he says, eased and glad you're doing well, so he's allowed to spank you again and thrust into you even harder. He reaches out to pull your hair as he cums. You feel the warm liquid shooting in and you're quivering, but you're not really close to reaching your high, though.
"Babe, come on.", Niall says, out of his breathe, thrusting into you even though he already got off. "Cum for me. A last time for today babe, I know you can do it."
He reaches between your legs from the front and rubs your clit as he fucks you even harder, going so fucking deep that his cock and the sweet burn his finger on your throbbing clit is causing you is literally the only thing you're capable of perceiving.
He leans over, sucking on the joint as if his life depended on it, then grabs you by your chin and opens your mouth with his thick thumb to blow the smoke right from his mouth into yours. Your lips touch and you shiver. The smoke sets your windpipe on fire, but it's fun.
"Oh Niall", you sigh as you lean back and exhale into the room. "If only your fans knew."
It's always fun to tease him and mock him for having to keep a straight face in public all the time.
Niall, "the cute one", was the worst of them all.
