One Direction Preferences

#18 You get caught: Dirty Zayn imagine

You and Zayn kept your sex life VERY private. The two of you were very secretive while remaining quite active. In fact you were so good at hiding it, the rest of the boys and their girlfriends wondered if the two of you even had sex. Today was about to be much different. It was still fairly early in the morning when Zayn had woken you up by kissing you gently on the lips. "Babe, I was asleep!" You said, lightly laughing as you stroked his cheek. "I had to have you awake." He said, completely serious. "What's wrong?" You asked concerned. Without saying a word he flicked his eyes down to his already hardened bulged currently restricted by his tight black boxers. "Oh." You said, biting your bottom lip and staring him in the eyes. As you slowly slid under the sheets Zayn flipped onto his back and you climbed overtop of him. He pulled the sheet off of the two of you and threw it on the floor while you pulled his boxers down and off of him. " You take everything off too." He commanded you, biting his lip. Slowly you removed your shirt and underwear. He ran one of his large warm hands over your breasts and down your stomach in approval. Just as you grabbed his length and placed the tip in your mouth he gasped softly and placed one hand on the back of your neck while the other held your hair to the side. Slowly you pushed your head down and placed as much of him in your mouth as possible, but because of his size it was nearly impossible to fit all of him in your mouth. You kept a constant motion of bobbing your head up and down on him while you used your hands to run up his sides and lightly scratch on the way back down. His breaths were deep, followed by light moans as his hips began to barely lift from the mattress pressing himself deeper in your throat. As you slipped a subtle gag against him he let out a bit louder of a moan. You pushed his hips back down to gain control. You took your mouth off of him and began pumping him at a quick pace. A half smile spread across your face at the sight of him becoming more weak and shifty under your touch. As his lips parted you knew he was close to finishing. "C'mon baby, c'mon." You whispered, encouraging him to finish. Just as your arms starting getting tired he grabbed your wrists tightly and stopped you. "'No...I don't wanna finish like this." He panted. He stood up to his knees and grabbed your sides turning you away from him, with his hands on your back he pushed you down, forcing you to on your hands and knees. Slowly he slid himself into you from the back and immediately his thrusts were slow and deep. "Yea, that's it." He moaned with a single chuckle. Your moans were becoming more like whimpers as his thrusts became inpossibly deeper almost hitting your cervix. "Aw...shit....babe..." Was all you got out before the door flew open and Zayn removed himself from you as you fell to your stomach. "BREAKFAST IS-OH SHIT" Harry's face turned a deep scarlet as he slammed the door shut again and ran back down the hall. " Did we just-finally get-." You were horribly embarrassed that the two of you had finally gotten caught in the act. "Yea..we did." As you flipped over you found that Zayn already had on his boxers and a tshirt. "I'm going to rip him a new one in front of everyone.." You could tell your boyfriend was honestly pissed at what just happened. "Zayn..babe calm down." "No, he needs to learn to knock so this kind of shit doesn't happen." You watched as he angrily flung the door open and sped down the hallway.