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Pure Seduction

LOUIS

Goddamn, Louis! You’re infuriating!" I cried as I stormed through the threshold of our shared bedroom. Louis made a growling sound from behind me. “I’m infuriating? Have you met yourself Kristin?”
"Don’t be an asshole," I shot at him, whipping around to face him, my hands flying to my hips. The silk of my dress was cool against my skin, and I just ditched to change into a pair of sweats and a t-shirt.
What had started out as a lovely date had spiraled out of control once Louis’s jealous nature had been exposed to our suggestive waiter. At first, I’d tried to comfort Lou, telling him that I only wanted him, but he couldn’t let it go.
So now here we were, after Louis had practically gotten us banned from the restaurant after punching the waiter squarely in the jaw when he’d “accidentally” dropped a sushi roll on my chest and picked it up nimbly.
"You know what?" I snapped, running a hand through my hair and gazing into my boyfriend’s hard hazel eyes, "I’m done with this. Just get out."
"Excuse me?" Louis thundered, but I just closed my eyes tiredly, wishing he’d stop being so difficult.
"Get out," I repeated quietly, not bothering to open my eyes.
"Fine, you crazy bitch," Lou snarled, and I willed myself not to cry at the name. Without another word, Lou spun on his heel and stalked out the door, running a hand through his honey-blonde curls as he went. I sighed and watched him slam the door loudly.
I guess he was sleeping on the couch tonight.
A good ten minutes passed, and I’d successfully managed to peel off my dress and change into a pair of panties and Louis’s AC-DC tank top. It smelled like him, and for that, I was grateful.
I trudged into the adjoining bathroom to brush my teeth, and turned the tap. The faucet ran loudly. When I bent down to spit in the sink and stood back up straightly, I screamed.
Louis was standing right behind me, his body ghosting warmth against mine. His lips were sewn into a tight frown. I spun around and glared at him.
"What are you doing" I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest (partially to hide the lack of bra).
"I’m not letting you off the hook that easily," Louis growled at me and I grew annoyed.
"Louis Tomlinson. Cut this shit out, now. I’m so sick of you moods…"
I trailed off when Louis’s hand came up, his fingers trailing along my bare thigh. My lips parted, and he merely smirked at the effect he had on me.

Louis and I had had sex before, and he never failed to blow my mind. I could practically smell the sexual tension, sizzling in the air and crackling. Louis’s fingers trailed a bit further up my thigh, under the material of his t-shirt and right below the hemline of my plain white panties.
“‘M gonna make you sorry,” Lou groaned, running his free hand through his hair. I stared up at him silently, willing my lips to move but no sound came out.
"Lou, I—," I began, but he just growled animatedly, "Shut up."
And then we were kissing. His hands were gripping my thighs, fingertips digging in so deeply that I was sure I’d have bruises tomorrow morning. My breathing was ragged as he bit at my lip and practically devoured my mouth.

"I don’t appreciate being yelled at, Kris," Louis told me lowly, pulling away from my lips and running his teeth down my jaw. I just closed my eyes and tilted my head back, fighting for air.
"Louis," I gasped, but he silenced me again, "Shut up.”
He pulled back from my neck, making me whimper at the loss of contact, “You don’t know when to stop, do you?”
I simply shook my head, wanting him to get back to what he’d been doing. He chuckled devilishly, shooting me a smug smirk that had me panting.
"You’re such a dick," I breathed, grabbing the back of his head and smashing his lips against mine. His body rumbled with another low chuckle at my desperation.
His hands found my thighs again, but this time, he used the grip to lift me onto the sink. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer, the denim of his jeans rubbing relentlessly against my covered center, making me whine.
"I fucking hate you," I gasped. In response, his bit down harshly on the skin of my neck, "Kristen. Shut the fuck up."
"What if I don’t want to?" I teased breathlessly, pulling back so that I could undo his tie and fist my hands into his shirt, ripping it open. A few buttons came off, scattering across the room, but neither of us cared.
"Then I’m gonna have to punish you," Louis said simply, like it was the most normal thing in the world. My jaw dropped; Louis wasn’t usually rough. Usually our sex was sweet and meaningful. But I couldn’t deny the fact that I was completely turned on at the thought of him throwing me around like a rag doll.
"Whatever you want," I whispered seductively, biting his bottom lip and retreating with it still caught between my teeth. Louis’s hands found their way to his belt, undoing it rapidly. Within a moment, his jeans and boxers were pooled at his ankles.
"I think you’re wearing too much clothing, darling," he drawled. Soon enough, my shirt was being pulled over my head, and Louis swore under his breath when he caught the sight of my bare boobs.
He literally dove in, gripping and licking and sucking harshly, leaving small love bites that I knew would be there tomorrow. And I couldn’t wait.
"Fuck," I let out when Louis’s fingers ran down my body and hooked through my panties. Slowly, painfully, he tugged them down, and I kicked them off unceremoniously once they reached my ankles.
Then his fingers were there, rubbing furiously at my core, his thumb digging figure-eights into my clit. I gasped and he kissed me again, muffling the sounds of pleasure escaping my lips.
"You like that, huh?" Louis asked me, glaring at me venomously, his hair falling into his eyes. I pushed it away and stared at him lovingly, pressing harsh kisses to his cheeks and lips.
"Fuck you," I grumbled, and suddenly, two of his fingers entered me. I let out a sharp gasp, my hands flying up to clutch at his biceps, my nails digging into the skin.
"What was that?" Louis seethed, his teeth clenched. I moaned, "Fuck me."
"Gladly," he said, and before I knew what was happening, he had pulled his fingers out of me and was pulling my body to the edge of the countertop. My hands gripped at his arms as I braced myself.
Without warning, he plunged into me, making me let out a shriek. My back arched and my nails moved from his arms to his back, raking down his skin and feeling it tear. He cursed, pushing some hair off of his forehead and staring at me intensely, his hazel eyes boring into my own.
"I fucking love you so damn much," he hissed to me, his lips colliding with mine. I merely moaned at the feeling of the heat being shared between us.
"Louis," I pleaded, "Deeper, please."
"If you say so," he groaned, and he pulled out of me. I was about to protest when he suddenly yanked my frail body off if the counter and set me on my feet, turning me around so that my back was to him.
"Bend over, darling," he chuckled, his large hand on my spine, forcing me down. I grasped into the marble surface and braced myself again, staring at our reflections. And what a sight we were.
Our faces were both flushed, bodies shiny with sweat in the bright light of the washroom. Behind me, I saw Louis line himself up. He stared at my reflection in the eye before muttering, “Punishment.”
And then he rammed into me, and I cried out from the sheer pleasure racing through my body. My eyes glassed over with tears of pleasure, and Louis caught sight of them. He faltered inside me for a moment, but I yelped out, “No! K-keep going, God Lou, please keep going.”
And he was back to the roughness, our bodies slapping together, skin on skin. I felt his balls clap against my ass with each blessed thrust and I closed my eyes.
"Look at me while I’m fucking you," Louis snarled, grabbing my hair in a tight fist. I yanked my head back so that I stood up straight, my back flush against his chest. I moaned loudly, my head falling back onto his shoulder.
"Lou," I whispered brokenly. He sucked viciously at my neck, "I know darling. Come for me."
Those three words sent me over the edge, and I cried out, my hands gripping at his thighs for dear life. My knees gave out and he tightened his grip on me, being the only thing that supported me. Waves of ecstasy crashed through my body as I felt as though I was flying.
"Fuck!" Louis let out the most attractive yell I’d ever heard as he released, filling me up with his warm come in hot, steady spurts.
I shook in his arms, unable to steady myself. Louis pressed a soft kiss to the side of my head, contrasting his rough actions from a moment before. I slowly opened my eyes, the bright light seeming like too much all of a sudden.
Louis swept me up into his arms and carried me ti our bed, setting me down before sliding in beside me. He propped himself up on his right elbow and traced my hip with his other hand.
"Hey baby?"
"Yeah Lou?"
"I’m sorry I called you a crazy bitch."
I smiled lightly, staring up at him with all the love in the world, “You're forgiven. But,” I paused, my smile growing, “Maybe you should do it more often if it’ll lead to amazing sex like that.”
Louis chuckled softly and pressed a tender kiss to my forehead., “Goodnight, my darling. I love you.”

Notes

GUYS IM DOING THE MATH AND ONLY HAVE 27 VOTES BUT 52 SUBSCRIBERS???
MAKES LITTLE TO NO SENSE SO PLEASE VOTE, COMMENT, AND SUBSCRIBE !

On another note! is this dirty enough??

SYN ROZE

Comments

HOW THE HELL DO YOU VOTE

I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIGURE THAT OUT FOR WEEKS NOW! I CAN SUBSCRIBE, RATE AND COMMENT BUT I STILL DON'T KNOW HOW TO FRICKIN VOTE!!!!! ARGH!

THE STRUGGLE IS REAL!

Great Sequal!!! XD

Hazeleyes13 Hazeleyes13
10/11/17

Plz do a foursome with all the guys

Please write some more soon. Your a great writer

@Anon
P would love to help!