One Direction Dirty Imagines

Afterparty - Niall Horan

"Yeh were drivin’ me crazy," Niall slurred into my ear,

"Time for bed."

"No, fuck that. I want you right now."

"Ni.. We-"

"Hush, lass." He crashed his lips against mine, finding a way to slide his tongue into my mouth, swirling, massaging mine, I gave in quickly, I loved when Niall wanted me like this. 

The only thing between us was our clothes that was soon needed to be stripped off, “Take your clothes, off." He growled.

I kicked my shoes off, and slipped my dress off. “Fuck, babe."

***

"Niall.." I huffed, “Fuck.." I ran my fingers through his hair as his tongue was swirling around my clit. 

He spit, smearing it with his two fingers. His thumb at the top then sliding his middle finger inside me.

"You taste so good.." he mumbled,

I moaned throwing my head back in ecstasy, “I’m close, Ni."

"Up." He said, stopping.

When I sat up I saw that his cock was hard, almost magnetic to his stomach. He aligned himself in my mouth, sliding himself in. I grabbed onto his cock, letting it sit in my mouth and sucked on it, something he always loved, “Fuck.. yeah, keep doing that.."

I grabbed onto his waist, pushing him more towards me so he can go all the way in, his breathing got heavy, feeling his stare from below him.

He pulled himself out, signaling me to scoot back. Hovering over me, “I want to be on top.."

He smiled lustfully, “Naughty girl."

We switched places, positioning myself onto him, I moaned at his pressure against me,

"Fuckin ride the shit out of me, baby."

Motivating me to begin, I rested my hands on his chest. I bobbed my hips up and down, moaning, “Fuck, Niall.."

I was getting close so I quickened my pace,

"Anika fuck, babe.."

"Feel good?" I panted.

"Fuck yes.." 

My heavy breathing increased as I was getting close to the egde, “Oh shit.. fuck, Niall.."

"Mmm, fuck yeah.. shit.." He grunted, as he emptied himself.

I collapsed next to him, “thank you baby, love you.." still trying to catch my breath,

"Best fuck ever.. Love ya too."