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Dalton Imagine **DIRTY** (Requested)

~~Warning: This is a dirty imagine, meaning this story contains inappropriate content. If you're under 13, I don't recommend reading, proceed to the next chapter if needed.~~

Hey guys! So this is a requested imagine, requested by Alaura (A beautiful name btw (: ). Anyways, ON TO THE STORY:

*I apologize in advance if it sucks :/ It’s my first dirty imagine

(Y/H/C)= Your Hair Color

*Alaura’sPOV*

       Today was a very special day...It was me and Dalton's 2 year anniversary! We decided just to go out for dinner, not do anything over the top. Whilst Dalton was at the studio, I struggled on which outfit to wear. Finally, after struggling to fine the perfect outfit and decide to wear this:: http://www.polyvore.com/year_anniversary_with_dalton/set?id=131927569 (A/N: Sorry if you don't like it :/). I lightly curled my (Y/H/C) hair, do my make up, and heard light knocking at my front door. I look through the peephole to find an very formal-looking Dalton. I smirk and fully open the door. "Hi Dalton.", I say. Dalton's oceanic eyes widened,"A-are you ready t-to go?", he gulps loudly. "Uh, yeah. Just let me go get my phone. I'll be right back.", I step back, gesturing Dalton to come in. Dalton takes a seat and shifts uncomfortably.I stare at him for a little, he seems to be acting differently, then proceed to get my phone. "Ready to go?", I ask, my feet padding down the stairs. Dalton just nods silently and opens the door for me, then following right after. The ride to the restaurant was very awkward, Dalton shifts in his seat occasionally, whilst I just look out the window, admiring how beautiful the city looks at night with all the lights on. We finally get to the restaurant, Dalton opens my car door for me, "My lady.", he smirks, linking my arm with his. Good. I thought, He's back to his normal self. We walk in to the fancy restaurant and we're greeted by the hostess, “Reservation for Rapattoni.”, he smiled down at me. I smile back, and we’re being leaded to our table. Dalton chose a secluded area because he didn’t want the fans to interrupt and ruin the night.

*Dalton’s POV*

I sat in my seat across Alaura and blushed. I quickly bring my head down, desperately trying to hide my tomato red face. The outfit that Alaura was wearing...well, let’s just say there was a party going on down there… I wanted to finish this dinner fast, once we get home, I’m not gonna be so gentlemanlike. I smirk, thinking about what’s gonna happen tonight. We ordered, ate, and I payed for our dinner. I immediately grab Alaura’s hand, dragging her behind me to the car. “Dalton! I’m wearing heels! Please slow down before I break my ankle!”, Alaura says. I eventually slow down and let her in the car. I start the engine and step on the brakes as hard as I can. My pants were getting tighter and tighter by the second, and it was only because of the outfit Alaura was wearing. I was ‘trapped in my thoughts, not minding the speed I was making the car go at. If it weren’t for Alaura’s constant screaming, we would’ve got pulled over and got a ticket. “Dalton! Slow the fuck down!”, she screams. I smirk, If only if she screamed that in bed, I thought to myself. My pants got tighter once again, if that was even possible. We turned the corner, finally on Alaura’s street.

*Alaura’s POV*

I was shocked at Dalton’s sudden change in behavior, but to be honest it kind of turned me on. I bit my bottom lip trying not to moan at Dalton’s face, which looked so concentrated. His eyebrows furrowed, as he bit his bottom lip, possibly drawing blood. We finally were on my street, and Dalton sped up even more. I held on to Dalton’s chair covers for my dear life as we sped through the neighborhood. He crookedly parked in my driveway and got out of the car in a heartbeat. Suddenly, I see Dalton’s face through the window. I jump slightly, kind of scared of how’s he’s acting at the moment. He pulls me to the front porch, “Get your keys.”, Dalton growls. I quickly nod my head as I shuffle throughout my purse, looking for my house keys. I finally find them and open the front door with a sigh of relief. I step inside, Dalton right on my tail. He closes the door. “Dalton! What has gotten into you! You’re acting so diff-”, I was cut off by Dalton’s soft pink lips upon mine. I was a bit shocked of how sudden and how forceful the kiss was, but I gave in. He licked my bottom lip, asking for permission to explore my mouth. I decided to tease him and deny his wish. I then feel a hand on my bum and I gasp. Dalton takes that as an opportunity to let his tongue in and explore. I subconsciously wrap my legs around him, my arm around his neck, he grips my waist firmly. I feel something poking my inner thigh. I chuckle into the kiss, finally understanding why he was so eager to get home so quickly. I pull away, and Dalton frowns,

“What’s wrong?”

“Let’s do this upstairs”, I smirk.

“As you wish, my lady.”, he says, carrying me bridal style up the stairs.

He fumbles with the doorknob, and eventually gestures me to do it.

I giggle and open the door. Dalton immediately lays me gently, yet roughly, on my bed.

We strip down to nothing, but our undergarments. I chuckle at the sight of how tight Dalton’s boxers were. He presses his lips onto mine once again, but this time it’s more gentle. Our tongues battle for dominance, surprisingly, I won. I feel Dalton take off my lace bra. I moan into the kiss once I feel Dalton’s calloused hand grope my left boob. I pull away, and flip us over, so now, I was on the top and Dalton was on the bottom. I give him small kisses to his neck, then down to his chest, down to his stomach, then finally stopping at the the waistband of his boxers. I play with the waistband, teasing him. I take off the piece of cloth, painfully slowly. Then, Dalton’s member sprung free, finally getting out of the pressure his boxers gave. I wipe the precum off with my thumb and Dalton gives out a throaty groan. I kiss the tip, slowly making my way down his shaft. I suddenly take him whole and he moans even louder, grabbing a fistfull of my (Y/H/C) hair. Dalton thrusts his hips, desperate for my touch. “I about to cum!”, he groans. I pull away once I fell him twitch. “What the hell?”, Dalton questions. I smirk as I take off my underwear and climb on top of him. I take his shaft and direct it to my opening. I slowly go down on to it and I moan as Dalton stretches me out. A few tears slip out of my eyes, Dalton wiped them with his thumb, “Are you okay?” . I nod my head, telling Dalton that it’s okay to move. He starts out slow, gradually getting faster and faster. With every moan, Dalton is getting faster. Before I know it, Dalton goes at an indescribable speed, making everything seem go slow motion. Dalton’s thrusts gets sloppier. I feel him twitch. Moments later, he releases. We lay down next to each other, our chests rapidly going up and down. “I love you...So much”, Dalton whispers in my ear, pulling me in for a hug. I smile tiredly, “I love you too. Happy anniversary.”. We share one last kiss before we fall asleep in each others arms.

Once again I apologize if it sucked :/. Thanks for requesting Alaura! Hope you enjoyed it! I need more requests and ideas for preferences and imagines Love you guys :)  -Jazmyne