In da Club
So, some of you had requested one in a club so I’ve just put all of these requests in one :) then it’s done in … one … shot! haha :D okay, I try too hard to be funny here!
You know all eyes are on you when you enter the club. You always have this effect. It doesn’t matter if it were women or men. Everyone had to look at you.
Well, you earn your money with your looks because you’re a freaking model everybody knows about.
Today you just want to have some fun with your girls and see if you maybe got lucky tonight.
You immediately make your way to the dancefloor and start to sway your hips to the beat of the music. Some old hip hop tunes are played which make you lose yourself on the dancefloor.
Guys make their way up to you but you don’t care. Firstly, they weren’t exactly what you want a guy to be like and secondly, it is too early for some action.
So you decide to go to the bar for a couple of drinks. The bartender shoots you a wink when he hands you your shots and you’re quickly to take them all down.
With the alcohol in your system you turn around swingfully and accidentally bump into someone.
“I’m so sorry”, you start to giggle until you look into the eyes of the stranger.
He was beyond beautiful. His black hair is styled in pefection, his stubble makes his cheekbones and jawline more permanent and his eyes … you’re completley lost in them.
“No problem, beautiful”, he tells you and shoots you an adorable smile.
“Care to join me for a drink?”, you ask him with a seducive grin. He bites his lips and looks you up and down. Clearly affected by your short black dress and your heels which make your legs look longer than they already are.
“Sure”, he says and rests his hand on your hips when you lean over the bar to order another round of shots.
You give him his glass and quickly swollow the bruning liquid that’s in your mouth.
“I’m Zayn”, he whisper-shouts in your ear and you grin at him widley.
“I’m (Y/n). And you, Zayn, are going to dance with me now.” Without waitng for his permission you pull him onto the dancefloor and start to grind against him.
50 Cent is played with In Da Club and you can’t help yourself but lose yourself into the song, grinding and swirling your hips against Zayn’s.
His hands are all over you, touching your curves and pull you even closer too him.
“We’re going to have so much fun tonight, love”, he whispers into your ear and starts to kiss your neck. You bite your lip and tangle your hands into his hair.
He turns you around and presses his lips against yours. You moan into his mouth and wrap your hands around his neck.
“Your place?”, you ask him. He nods and leads you out of the club. Well, your party night ended quickly.
But you’ve never met such a hot guy like Zayn. You’d be stupid to let him go so easily.
Zayn hails a taxi and tells the driver his address. As soon as the car starts to drive, your lips are back on Zayn’s. He is such a good kisser. His lips were soft and rough at the same time, his tongue faught for dominance and his grip was tight on you.
The drive is short and Zayn quickly pays. When he closes the door, he grabs you by your waist and pulls you close to him.
“Jump, babe”, you obey and wrap your legs around his waist. He carrys you inside, no time for you to take in your surroundings, and lets you down on a huge, fluffly bed.
His lips attack your body hungrily and soon he finds the spot under your ear that makes you a moaning mess.
“God, Zayn”, you groan and throw your head into the huge pile of pillows.
He starts to undress you and kisses his way down, from the valley to your breasts, over your flat stomach, down to your underwear.
Zayn watches you when he pulls down your panties and is quick to disappear between your legs. His hands fly up to your breasts, squeezing and freeing them out of your black laced bra.
His tongue disappears in and out of you and you try to sqeeze your legs together because the pleasure is just too much to handle.
But Zayn won’t let you. He spreads your legs widley and starts to add more pleasrue with his thumb that is circling your clit.
“Fuck, Zayn”, you cry out and arch your beg. “I-I … I can’t hold it anymore”, your scream and come undone underneath him. Zayn licks you clean and smirks at you. His face glistening from the wet of your coring heat.
He is still fully dress which has to change … like now. So you sit up, rip his shirt open and press him down onto the mattress, so you were straddling him.
Zayn still has the smirk on his face when he watches you above him. His hands still over your body and gently squeezing your breasts. He tries to sit up but you quickly push him down again to show him you’re in control right now.
You slowly pull down his tight jeans along with his boxers and his erection immediately springs free.
Zayn was huge. The biggest you’ve ever had.
You start to take him into your mouth, twirling your tongue over his tip and taking in as much as you could.
Your hand bumps the rest that can’t fit into your mouth and you start to moan around him when you bop your head up and down, giving him the pleasure he gave you earlier.
Zayn groaned and bit his lip. watching you carefully when his length disappeared in your mouth. You take him deeper until he hits the back of your throat. Zayn hisses and you feel him twitch inside your mouth.
With a plop you release him and grin at him widley.
“Fuck”, he breathes and changes positions once again, so he’s on top again.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you can’t walk tomorrow”, he says and without a warning he slams himself into you.
You let out a scream of joy and pain and try to hold up with the rapid speed he’s taking. He rocks his hips in and out of you, circiling his thumb over your clit again which makes you to a moaning mess.
“Fuck, Zayn, harder”, you beg him and he obeys. You didn’t think he could go any faster, but fuck, you were wrong.
He slams himself in and out of you, kissing you hungrily, giving you no mercy.
“Do you like it fast, huh? Can you take it?”, he talks dirty to you. You stare him into his eyes and can’t answer him. All you can do is scream out his name and dig your nails into his back, leaving scratches that would remind him even weeks later about you.
“Come, babe. Come for me. I know you want to”, he says and kisses you again. With a few last thrusts you come all over his cock and he releases himself inside you.
Zayns stays inside you for a while, lets you both catch your breaths again.
He kisses you again and tucks your hair behind your ear.
Zayn smiles lazily at you and pulls the blanket over both of you. You rest your head on his chest and listen to his soft breathing while you try to sleep.
His hand is around your shoulder, holding you close to him.
One … no, two things are for sure.
Firstly, Zayn is some guy who you won’t only keep for a night.
And secondly … he was right, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.
Finally!!! I wrote something! Yay!! Something smutty! Yay! Gosh, I love In Da Club by 50 cent …
I’m in such a party mood haha!!!
Hope you guys liked it and think it was worth the long wait :D