"H-honey are you ready for your lesson?" Mr. Horan is here to teach you!"
"Ugh! Fine I'm coming"
I HATE getting violin lessons! Its so fucking boring! Like why can't I have electric guitar lessons, drum lessons or something rock and roll? But nooooo "my little princess isn't going to be a hoodlum running wild like she hasn't any sense!"
Those are wise words of my dumb ass father.
I dress in a short green fur skirt with a long sleeve black shirt, my jade diamond necklace, ring and matching earrings. Throw my hair in a pony and walk out of the room in my matching fuzzy slippers.
"Won't you come up?"
"Rose, you know ALL lessons happen downstairs where we can keep an eye on you"
I walk down the stairs with fury written on my face. I walk in front of my mother and slap her face very hard and smirk satified with myself.
"I say what fucking goes bitch NOT YOU!!"
"R-"
"Shut the fuck up! Or I'll tell dad how you fucked his boss and how your fucking my swimming teacher Mr. Tomlinson. Now we wouldn't want that now would we mother"
I say it while batting my eyelashes and then smirky evily.
"What? Can't hear you now can I?" I say sarcastically
"That's what I fucking thought, come on Mr. Horan we have some....violin playing to"
*up in my room*
"So what was dat?"
"None of your business Niall, just know I did it, its done and that's final got it?
If you mention what you saw I'll have you killed faster than you can say Nandos got it?"
"G-got it loud and clear Ms.Clifford"
"That's good baby, now, what do I have to do for you to teach me how to play the guitar like yourself, NOT the dumb fucking violin? Hmm?"
His expression went from scared to sex in seconds.
"Fuck me like you never had enough, and you can't use the "virgin" card because we both know that'll be a big fucking lie. So what'll it be? Boring orchestra lessons? Or a quickie for guitar lessons?"
"Guitar lessons you shit, now come here" I said while slowly lifting off my shirt revealing my bare breast and then unzipping my skirt from the side revealing my pantiless bottom half.
"Oh fuck" he mouthed as I walked over to him seductively while pulling his trousers and boxers down letting his hard on slap against his stomach. He harshly smacked my ass and bit down on my left nipple, I moaned in pure bliss.
"Sit" I instruct as I motion him towards my sex chair.
I then lower myself onto is hard dick.
"Oh fuck princess ride me just like that" he breathed heavy as I rode him so fast and hard causing both of us to become moaning cursing messes along with my room being filled with the sounds of skin slapping fastly.
"Oh god! Oh fuck Niall I'm close! Ooooh fuck!"
"Hold it baby just h-hold et! I'm almost there princess almost there!" he groaned as he held me down so hard, hard enough to leave bruises, and started to fuck me hard and fast my breath and tits both became uncontrollable. So he held my tits down instead of my hips.
Just as I thought I could hold my orgasm longer he hit my G-spot and my cum ran down his fat cock and he came soon after. He was still fucking me, and I was still riding him slowly as we were coming from our highs.
"Hey rose i- oh fuck im so sorry!!"
"MICHAEL YOU FUCK TART!! GET THE FUCK OUT!!"
"sorry" he said while laughing loudly.
I quickly got off of Niall well "Mr.Horan" and wiped myself with a towel, and then I handed niall one to do the same.
When we were finished straightening ourselves out. We looked at each other, shared a smile and left my room.
"I'll walk you out" I said and Michael followed after the both of us.
"So?"
"So....what?"
"When are you going to start teaching me how to play guitar. Because I didn't just fuck you for nothing Horan!"
"Thursday afternoon, 2:40 sharp" he said while popping the p and placing sunglasses over his beautiful blue eyes.
"See you then Horan."
"See you then babe"
He said, then pulled his sunglasses down to wink at me, blow a kiss and speed off.
"Still fucking people to get what you want I see?" Michael said with one eyebrow raised and a cheeky grin plastered upon his perfect face.
"Shut up!" Don't you have a pizza do go scarf down or something besides poking in my business!?"
"Uh- where do you think I'm going? Shoe shopping?"
"Go get your pizza with your sarcastic ass" I say while giggling.
"Love you too sis!"
"Brothers"
You hate them at times, but in the end you're so glad to have them.
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