Kian lawley//dirty fan fiction

The boy

It was a hot July evening when I was browsing on the internet finding hot boys to chat to. I came across a lad much older that me, maybe about 2-3 years older. His hair was brown and all to one sid, tattoos up his arms with variety of colours and pictures. His name will always stay in my head, Kian.

The conversation went abit like this

"Heyy"
"Hi 😊"
"Wanna talk"
"Okay"
It started with a simple hey and ended up to be much much more. In the later September around my birthday I couldn't stop thinking about him. I want more of him then I had seen, I wanted his taste in my mouth, his body on mine. So I rang him and told him to take the next fight to England.

As Kian arrived I waved at him and jumped into him muscly arms as he squeezed my bum and whispers "n/a I want you now" in the heat of the moment I know what he wanted and I wanted it to. As we took the 2 hour journey back to my place his hands never lefted my hips and his lips didn't leave my face. As we entered my home he dropped his bags and scooped me up onto his body squeezing my bum like he did at the airport, "Kian" I moaned as he nibbled my neck. He lead me to my bedroom like he owned the place and flung me on the bed whilst taking of his top. I growled as if I were a dog ready to eat him alive. He slowly moved along my body making me feel the sexy touch of his hands, as soon as he wanted to take it to the next level I here my name being shouted "n/a get up"
It was 7:30am and it was all a dream or was it