A Thug Changed My Mind

Chapter 13- Talking To Dad

Chapter 13- Talking to Dad.

Makiela.

I hold my legs together as I rock back and forth feeling myself get very horny for some reason, I have never felt so anxious to have sex before. I looked over at Zayn as he was asleep, his hard rod was bulging out of his boxers, making me go insane in my head.

I've been so stressed out lately and Zayn and I only had sex three times....our relationship is truly build off of love and heart but we gotta attach sex to it too. Because his dick is too bomb not too.

I quietly get out of the bed and take off my pajama shorts along with my bra and panties. I am so naughty and ridiculous. This is so disrespectful. Why am I about to do this. I think to myself. I get back on the bed and slide his boxers off slowly enough for me to pull his hard member out, I take it out from its hiding place.

Then I climb on top of him and slide myself on to his rod.

"Ooooo...." I moan as I take every inch inside of me. I begin to bounce my ass up and down on his dick, I tilt my head back and open my mouth, it felt so good...I wanted to ride harder but I didnt want to wake him, even though I'm sure what I'm doing would wake him up. I grind on him and another moan escapes from my lips while I'm staring at the ceiling.

Surprisingly he grips my ass hard, causing me to stop and look at him in embarrasment, I knew he would wake up but not catching me off guard like this.

"What you doin?" He asked.

"Hm?" I ask softly

"Are you raping me?" He squints. "You just gon take the dick...."

"I'm sorry." I start to climb off, but he holds on to my ass and roughly pound my pussy on to his big hard dick, and I begin to scream out of pleasure.

"Oh shit! Mmm...yes! Ooooo daddy!"

"You just gonna take my dick?" He laughs and continue the process, I yell from the sex that I am receiving and he stops and remove me from off of him and pin me down on my stomach as he hovers over me.

"Pu--" Before he can give me instructions I arch my back and position my ass in the air.

"Oooo....you know what daddy like." He runs his finger from the top of my ass crack all the way dow to my clit, and I get chills from the touch.

"Zay please fuck me, i need it." I beg.

He grabs my hips and slowly starts to grind in side of me, I hiss and play with my nipple as he bends over and kisses my neck.

"You want it harder baby?" He questions.

"Yeeess."

"Tell daddy how you want it." He voices in his deep husky tone, my core begins to flow.

"I-I want it rough.....and I want you to go fast".

He then thrust his self into me hard, while squeezing my ass. "You mean hard like this?"

"Yes!" I cry out.

He hasten his pace and I squeal loud, causing my voice to echo through out the whole room.

"Shiiit! Oh fuck, Zayn!" I grip on to the sheets and arch my back even more.

He slaps my ass hard causing to me yell out of agony and pleasure.

"You like this don't you?"

"Yes daddy! Harder!"

He slaps my ass a few more times causing it to sting. "Throw it back." He demands as he slaps it again.