One Direction Imagines

liam-random

So I want you to do exactly what i'm doing, ok?" your physical instructor, liam, was going through the quick movements. Showing you how to work your arms, but your mind was in other places.This had been going on for two weeks now.You had finally taken the plunge and signed up for a gym membership, hiring a personal trainer and everything to make sure you stayed on your game. The first day, you remember him walking in. His signature no-shirt and basketball shorts. Since then it's been nothing but a struggle to actually pay attention to physical fitness.Liam often had to repeat himself, as you were often too busy staring fondly at his deeply cut muscles and tanned skin.Biting your lip, you stare at Liam as his muscles restricted and his veins on his neck slightly bulged out of his skin."Got that?" he asked, quickly snapping you out of your goggling."Give it a try then." He says, encouragingly.Hesitantly, you move over to the machine and wished that you actually knew what to do.You attempted to mimmick Liam's movements, with failed results. But you learned that wasn't always necessarily a bad thing.Watching you struggle, Liam came up behind you and grabbed your arms with his rough hands. "Like this." he muttered, his breath hitting the back of your neck sending shivers down your spine. "That's it. You got it!"Finishing your reps and sets, Liam gave you a quick pat on the back."Good job." he said smiling, "I think that's it for today.""Great." you smile. Trying to be as sexy as one could be drenched in sweat. Walking towards the changing rooms, you accidentally trip over one of the dumb weights lying on the ground. Toppling over, you hit your wrist against something metal and shout out a mixture of profanities, hoping to God Liam had not seen. But to your dismay, there was Liam rushing over and helping you up.How embarrassing."Are you ok?!" Liam asks, concerned.Nodding, you reply, "Yeah, I just tripped. It was nothing.""You're bleeding! Come on, come to my office. I'll bandage you up."Trying to protest, Liam shakes his head and leads you into his office. The walls filled with pictures of juice heads and muscled women, making you feel even more insecure."Here." Liam mutters, pulling out the first aid kid, "Let me bandage that up for you."Wrapping some gauze around your wrist a few times, Liam admires his handy work. "Feel ok?""Yeah, I'm fine. I promise." you say, still a bit embarrassed from the fall."Good. I wouldn't want you to get hurt." Liam says gently.You couldn't help but notice that Liam's hand was still holding your wrist, his thumb rubbing against the gauze.Meeting his eyes, you notice he had been looking at you.Becoming self conscious, you pull a strand of hair behind your ear, and look down at the ground.Liam then did something that sent chills down your spine. Lifting your chin up with his fingers, he makes you stare into his eyes again.Leaning in. He looks at you. Looking for signs of resistance. When he saw that you were looking at him eagerly, he fully leaned in and kissed you.His lips were as perfect as you had day dreamed about. Soft and big.After a moment the kiss was over and Liam pulled away, "Was that ok?"Smirking, you nod, "Yeah.""Good." Liam smiles, "Is it alright if I do it again?"This time you beat him to the punch and pulled him in, kissing him hard.Liam became very close, pulling his body on to yours, his muscles wrapping around you.As you made out, the world around you seemed to heighten.Was this really happening.Liam, your personal instructor?Kissing you.Pushing you onto his desk, he pulled at your shirt.Lifting your arms up, Liam pulls this off and throws it to the floor.Kissing you again, this time Liam begins playing with your tits. Twisting and cupping them, making you want him.Grabbing on to the hem of his shorts you pull them down.Smirking against your lips, Liam grumbles, "You want it?"Biting your lip, you nod playfully.Doing the same to you, soon Liam pulled your garments and cast them aside on the floor of his office.Pushing your legs apart with one swift nudge of his knee, Liam hesitates with his tip at your entrance, "Ready?""Ready." you whine.You gasp as your walls close around Liam's cock- and it was much bigger than you had imagined, if possible.Roughly thrusting in to you, the items on his desk begin to shake. Grabbing on to the edges of the desk, you groan loud.Putting his hand over your mouth, Liam growls playfully, "You need to be quiet, babe."Nodding, your moans muffled against his hand.A picture frame fell of Liam's desk as he continued to rock you back and forth, fucking you hard.Leaning over you, he removed his hand and replaced it with his lips, kissing you roughly. Moving his lips to your neck, down to your collarbones, and continued down to your breasts. Biting down on your nipple, he soothes the damage with his tongue, causing you to whimper as you try to keep quiet.Exiting you, Liam grabs you off the desk and spins you around like a doll. His arms were so strong and toned that he was able to bend you with ease. Bending you over the desk, he knocks your foot over, opening your legs wide.Entering you again, he fucks you as your bent over his desk. This time it was almost impossible for you to stifle your moans. As he fucked you hard, you could feel yourself slipping."I'm gonna-" you moan.Grabbing your hair, Liam pulls your head back, "Come for me."After a few moments, you lost it completely and your walls clenched against Liam's dick, causing him to groan loudly.Taking himself out of you, he flips you over fast before spilling himself all over your stomach.Breathing heavily, Liam pulls you off the desk and into his arms. Kissing you, he whispers, "I've never done that before with any of my clients." Resting his head on your shoulder, he adds, "You don't know how long i've wanted you."Kissing his neck, you embrace him before collecting your clothes on the floor, unable to keep the smile off your face.Pulling on his basketball shorts, Liam grins, "So was that ok? What we did?"Fully clothed, you go over and kiss Liam without a word and head for the door.Turning before you leave, Liam's look of confusion is turned to happiness as you whisper, "I look forward to more private work outs."