Louis Tomlinson Imagines

Can't Wait (dirty)

Credit to the owner.

“Fuck, shit, no.” Louis had his hands in fists as he walked down the aisle. 
“What’s wrong babe?” you slowly trailed behind him. 
“Damn it.” he ran his hand through his dark hair. 
You followed to where he was standing, and stared at the boxes he was scanning his eyes over. You put your hand on his shoulder and soothed it lightly to calm him down. 
“They don’t have it.”
“Don’t have what?”
“Your favorite brand of condoms,” he looked down at you with sorry eyes
“It’s alright Lou, lets just get these,” you pointed at a random box in front of you
“But it’s not your favorite y/n. We can’t use those.”
“They seem fine, as long as it gets the job done,” grabbing the box it over. 
“No,” he stated blankly, while taking the box out of your hands and throwing it back on the shelf, “I need to pleasure my baby girl.” And he stormed down the aisle out of the store. 
Eventually you followed him out to the car mumbling to yourself, “wow someone’s sexually frustrated…”
Louis raced down the roads, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the side of the car door. 
“Babe, there’s a place 5 minutes from here that’ll probably have what you’re looking for,” you tried suggesting. 
His eyes didn’t leave the road. Taking one hand, you placed it on his upper thigh, stroking it back and forth. 
“There’s no fucking time.”
“So what are you going to do about that Lou?” Your hand palmed with bulge through his tight jeans. 
His legs twitched in response and he shuffled around in his seat. He clenched his jaw hard and let out a little moan. 
“I need you so bad y/n.” Shifting his eyes from the road to your hand on his crotch. 
“I know, but what on earth are we going to do without those condoms,” you said tauntingly. 
“Fuck, I don’t know babe.”
“You better decide soon.” He relaxed his legs and you pulled down his fly, then undid the button. His jaw slightly relaxed as you did this, obviously relieving much of the tension his pants were creating. 
“I can’t. We- we’re doing this now.” Louis pulled over, near a small wood, making sure the car wasn’t visible from the road. He put the car in park. “Get in the back babe” he growled. 
Without hesitation, you undid your seatbelt and crawled over the console into the backseat on all fours. Louis slapped your butt as you made your way over. You sat on the seat, smoothing out your clothes as Louis crawled over as well. He sat on the opposite seat from you. You leaned your back against the door/window and watched as Louis took off his shirt and pulled his jeans down, leaving him in only his boxers. The tent was clearly apparent and you felt bad because of how hard he must’ve been all this time. 
“Get down baby” he said as his tall frame crouched between on the floor between the front and backseat. It was a good thing he drove an suv. 
You slid your bum along the seat so that your core was by his face. Instead of lying completely down, you propped yourself up on your elbows, ready to watch whatever Louis had planned for you. 
He hummed as he pursed his lips together. His hands roughly yanked your shorts down without undoing any of the buttons. “So wet. All for me?” He ran his hand along the giant wet mark on your panties. 
“Fuck. Yes. All for you Louis.” You bucked your hips forward. 
“Good girl” he chuckled, pushing your hips back down to the seat. “You don’t know how bad I want to eat you right now y/n.” His thumb rubbed hard circles on on your clit. 
To help him out a little, and get the show on the road, you pulled your panties down your legs. His eyes never left yours. “Beautiful” he muttered as his gaze returned to your pussy. 
“C’mon Lou, I can’t wait forever,” bringing him out of his trance. 
His hands grasped onto your legs and dug his nails in, leaving small pink marks, “you’re so gonna get it now y/n,” he huskily threatened. 
His lips attached to your clit and sucked on it hard. 
“Shittt” your hands instantly pulling on his hair, pulling him deeper. 
His teeth grazed over you clit and he pulled it back roughly, bringing in tense pleasure. He repeated this action a few times, earning more moans from you. Once he was satisfied, his tongue darted out and rubbed flatly along your clit. He soothed your sensitive nub, which was now throbbing. 
“Don’t stop Louis”
“I wasn’t planning on it” he winked up at you. His tongue went over your entrance and he flicked it back and forth, spreading the wetness
“I’m close babe”
He hummed on your clit and you clenched your legs around his neck. His lips felt so good against your warm core. You arched your back and climaxed. 
Louis kissed your outer lips softly as you came down from your first high. His hands relaxed on your thighs, brushing his finger tips over the sore spots. 
“Your turn.” You spoke calmly. 
“Nope” he shook his head, hair ruffling, “still your turn babe.” 
Louis brought his hand down and place it on your pubic bone. He stuck his tongue into your entrance and thrust it in and out as fast he possibly could. His thumb rubbed figure eights on your clit. 
“Oh god Louis” you threw your head back, “holy fuck”
He didn’t stop until he could feel your legs shaking beneath him. 
“I’m cumming” you clenched your muscles on his tongue and came over his face. 
You were out of breath and panting like crazy. “No more Lou.” His hands were holding your hips still. 
“C’mon baby, i know you can. One more” 
You shook your head in protest but he didn’t have it. He pulled himself up from his position between the seats and hovered over you, kissing you sweetly. His hand trailed from your clit to your entrance and began thrusting his fingers in and out. 
“Louis” you moaned, still sensitive from the other two orgasms, “I can’t”
“I know you can babe, do it for me” he left sloppy open mouth kisses on your cheeks. His fingers curved forward and hit your g spot
“Mmm. Fuck.” You dug your nails along Louis back. 
“Cum for me y/n.” He whispered in your ear.
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xx.