"Baby let me put your panties to the side, I'mma make you feel alright, 'cause I'mma give you what you need."
The heavy beat of the music and the strong potency of the liquor runs through my body, finding their point of intersection and mixing to create a deadly combo. The atmosphere of the club is dark except the for the flashing of the strobe lights and neon lights omitted from the bar. The air is thick with smoke from the smoke machines on stage and the blunts that are being passed around. The air is hot in my lungs and sticky on my skin from the overwhelming mass of bodies on the dance floor.
Liam and Harry surprised me after our show by taking me to this club for my 21st birthday. My first drink in America, well, legal drink that is. I put the shot glass to my lips before tilting my head back and letting the whiskey run down my throat accompanied by a burning sensation.
"BODY SHOTS!" Liam yells over the thumping music that vibrates every fine hair on your body. The crowd roars in agreement. This is how it is at every club we go to, the party always follows us. "Who's first, ladies?" Liam calls to the crowd of girls around us. All the girls except for one jump in excitement, hoping they'll be the lucky winner to take body shots with the 'Niall Horan from One Direction'.
"You," I point to the petite brunette who didn't seem half as excited as the girls surrounding her.
"Me?" She points at herself, shock written on her features.
"Her?" The other girls mock her expression.
"Yes," I reach my hand out for her, "that is if you want to?" My hand dangles in mid-air as she mewls over my offer. She silently nods her head and takes my hand. I lead her hand-in-hand to the bar as the crowd follows behind us. She lifts herself onto the counter and lays back, "two tequilas," I order our poison.
The bartender slides the drinks across the bar top, some of the liquid sloshing out of the sides. "I'll just add it to your tab," he nods before tending to more drinks.
I lean to her ear, "This may be a little cold," I breath against her hair, my lips slightly brushing the shell of her ear as I spoke. Her chest heaves up and down in anticipation as she pulls her crop top up to her breast. I pour the liquid into her naval and run a thin stream up her stomach to where her crop top ends. I plant a kiss to her hip before lap up the alcohol that pooled in her naval, I run my warm tongue over the perfect stream I had left on her stomach. Goose bumps rise on her skin from my actions. Once my tongue had consumed every drop that was on her beautiful frame I raise my head from her, placing the lime in my mouth and throwing two fist in the air as the crowd roars around me.
She swings her legs off the bar, pushing her shirt down the slight amount it was raised. "Your turn," she smiles at me and I take notice of her dimples. I discard my lime into my empty shot glass before pulling my tank top over my head and tossing in to Harry who catches it with his hand that isn't holding his Pepsi. I pull a stool out from underneath the bar, taking a seat on the edge of it, leaning back and resting my elbows on the bar giving her complete access to my abdomen. "This may be a little cold," she whispers in my ear. Her alluring smell, her long hair tickling my shoulder, and the way I can feel her breast pressed against my bicep is getting me more intoxicated than the hard liquor I've already consumed.
She pulls the slice of lime off the glass, "I'll take that," I take the fruit from her hand, I already have plans for this. She follows my technique that I used on her but she leaves alcohol going down from my naval until the waistband of my boxers and skinny jeans that hang low on my hips. She gives me one intense look, her shining eyes so bright I'm almost mesmerized by them, before she lowers her head to my body. I feel the soft tip of her tongue circling about my naval then working her way north on my abdomen. She runs her tongue back down my body before she hits my naval again, giving it another swirl before proceeding south. Her hot tongue lays flat against my happy trail as she licks me so tantalizingly slow. The lower she gets on my torso the tighter my jeans get on my crotch. She grazes her teeth along the skin just above the band of my boxers and I'm thankful for the bass of the music that drowns out the moan that escapes my lips. She disconnects her mouth from me and my body screams for more of her. I place the lime between my teeth and encouraging her to come and get it. She stands between my legs, leaning over and pressing her palms to my chest. Her lips press to mine as her teeth sink into the citrus fruit, pulling it from my mouth. I run my thumb across my lower lip to clean off some of the juice she left behind. I bring my thumb to my lip to suck the juice off. The sexual tension between us is so strong it's almost palpable. At that moment I knew I had to have her more than what I just did. I needed to feel her body wrapped around my cock while she's screaming my name.
I stand, purposefully brushing my bulge against her. Letting her know what she has done to me. I walk to Harry who seems to be caught up on his phone. "Shirt?" I ask and he tosses it to me.
"Do you mind if I head back to the hotel, I'm kinda tired, mate." Harry locks his phone and slides it into his front pocket.
"Nahh, me and Liam will catch up. Thanks for coming," I nod before turning to find my mystery girl but she isn't to be found. My eyes scan the crowd scared she may have left consider the time, a smile spreads on my face when my eyes land on her swaying in the grow. I sneak up behind her and snake my arms around her waist. Her body tenses, "relax, babe, it's just me," I coo in her ear and her back relaxes against my chest. Her hips still sway to the beat of the music and I raise mine to meet hers. My erection is pressing against the seam of my jeans so tight I feel like the zipper may bust. "See what you do to me," I say in her hair.
She nods.
"Are we going to do something about that?" I ask, secretly pleading she will let me fuck her brains out. She's different than the rest of the girls here, I could easily read that from her. She grinds her hips against my cock omitting another moan from my throat. "I'm going to take that as a yes." I hear her giggle as I take her hand and lead her away from the crowd.
I couldn't wait long enough to make it back to my room, even if it only was a 5 minute walk. I need my release now. I lead her down a hallway before finding the mens bathroom. I didn't even bother checking the women's, the line is probably just as long as the line out side. I dip my head inside the door, "Anybody in here?" I yell. When I'm greeted with silence I pull her inside. I quickly lock the door behind us and turn to collide into her body. "Sorry," I say before pulling her to me by her hips.
"Just kiss me," she breaths, shaking her head. Her mouth lands on mine as she stumbles back against the sink, the alcohol we both consumed knocking off our sense of balance. Blood is quickly drawn to our lips and my tongue swipes in her mouth taking control of the kiss. Hunger, lust, and alcohol fuel our actions as I lift her to place her on the sink. We both know this has to be quick because it's only a matter of time before some belligerent fuck comes crawling to the bathroom. We waste no time in undressing ourselves. I pull a condom from a pocket in my wallet, with eager, shaky hands I fumble with my button and zipper.
"Hurry," she whines. Her impatience forcing her to massage her clit with her fingers.
" I got it," I drunkenly slide the condom onto my cock and she retracts her hand from pleasuring herself and brings her fingers to her mouth, the sight making my dick twitch. I pull her to the edge of the sink and plunge myself into her. A moan escapes both of us simultaneously from the overwhelming pleasure. Her back arches as I pound into her again, and again. Her head falls back and I bring the sensitive bud of her nipple into my mouth, sucking, flicking and twirling my tongue around it.
When I hit her sensitive spot her hips buck off the sink and I have to force her to stay in place, "Oh god you're so good," she moans. The door and loud music concealing or naughty behavior.
"Fuck, you too," I moan. I can feel her walls clench around me and I know she is almost to her climax. I drive into her one more time before she comes around me, her nails digging into the flesh on my back. "Fuck," I pant, spilling into the condom. I rock my hips while we both ride out our highs. Sweat cloaks my body as I lean against the counter trying to keep my knees from buckling against my weight. The only sounds the fill the bathroom is the beat of the loud music and our raged breaths.
"I'm Niall," I finally break the silence.
"(Y/N)," she returns. Her breathing finally returning to it's normal level.
A smile spreads on my lips when she doesn't return my sentence with 'from One Direction'.
"Oh, baby, show me. Show me something. Tomorrow I might me hungover, that don't mean nothing."
