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iidkb: Chp 6 - The Awards

"It got weird, Clare."

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"It got weird, Clare."

I let out a huff through the phone as I curled up on my couch with my favorite fuzzy blanket. It was the night of the awards show, the one Niall had invited me to, and I didn’t feel like doing anything but watching stupid comedy movies and snuggle up in my cozy blanket and talk to my best friend.

“Oh my God, what? Summer, what happened? I haven’t talk to ya in, like, over a week?”

“I know,” I replied, rubbing at my eyes with my free hand. “I’ve been totally busy with work and just everything and now this thing with Niall…”

“Wait...back up...what happened on New Years? Did me plan work?” She asked, a small giggle escaping her lips.

My stare went wide at her statement. “What plan?”

“To lose ya two in the crowd,” she said, excitement rising in her voice.

I rolled my eyes. “Should’ve guessed,” I mumbled, “Well, you’ll be happy to know that it did.”

“Holy shite,” she whispered, “Did ya shag him?”

“No!” I shot back at her, “No...ugh. We actually went back to mine and he...he went down on me.”

She let out a high pitched squeal causing me to flinch and pull the phone back from my ear. “AH Summer! How was it? Oh my God, tell me everythin’!”

I let out a breathy laugh, staring down at my bent up knees that were nestled under my blanket. “It was…” I paused, my voice falling quiet as I let my mind think back to that night, “It was honestly...fucking amazing. He’s got one hell of a mouth on him.”

“I fuckin’ told ya!”

“Yes, you did,” I agreed with a chuckle “And he was just like, super sweet too and he stayed over and we hung out the next day and it was just, like, really chill and...cool.”

“So what’s weird then?”

I let out a short huff, scraping my teeth along my lip. “Well...like, I went over to his house the other night after work and it was kinda late and everything, but I hadn’t seen him in a few days and I...sorta blew him on his couch.”

Preparing for the scream heard round the world, I scrunched up my face and held my phone out. I wasn’t disappointed. “Oh my God! Oh God. How big is he? What does it look like?” She screeched out, her voice going higher with every question she asked. I shook my head at her over enthusiasm and dropped my head down to rest on my knees as I let out a laugh.

“Clare, I’m not telling you that!”

“Awe c’mon…” she whined.

“No fucking way! That’s private. Besides, I already told you too much.”

She puffed out a frustrated breath. “No fair. Ya know I love me some Irish cock.”

“Clare!”

She let out a chuckle. “Okay, but I’m still not understandin’ the problem here, Sum. Like...what happened?”

Licking across my lips, I pulled in a deep breath. “Okay, here’s the thing. After I...ya know...he kinda...maybe asked me to go to this awards show thing with him that’s going on tonight.”

“Wait...he asked ya out? Like on a date? To a publicized event?”

“Yes! And that’s why I freaked out!” I told her as I leaned my head back on the armrest of my couch, my hand coming up to cup over my forehead. “I mean, we agreed to, like, this casual sex thing, not this…‘boyfriend/girlfriend-go on dates’ thing.” I let out a small discontented huff. “Anyway, I told him no and then left.”

It fell quiet on the other end of the line, and I let my eyes flick up to my ceiling. “Oh my God, Summer....”

“I know. I feel awful, Clare,” I mumbled, pursing my lips to the side, “Like really really awful. I could tell I kinda hurt his feelings but like, it’s just too much. For me and for him.”

“I totally get it. Have ya seen him since?”

I brought my head back up, my fingers pulling at the little fuzzies on my blanket. “No, I told him to call me and he has a couple times, but I haven’t picked up.”

I heard a soft hum flow through the phone. “Why?”

Letting out a groan, my eyes fell shut. “I don’t know, I just...I feel weird now and, like, I don’t know what to say to him.”

“Jus’ tell him the truth. Don’t think his last bird even gave him that much, to be fair.”

I huffed out a sigh. “Clare?”

“Yeah?”

“I maybe...kinda miss him. Like a lot.”

“It’s ‘cause ya liiiiiiiiike him,” she teased, her voice going high.

“I don’t!” I shot back as I tried to convince her, “Not like that. He’s just fun and chill. And he’s cool to be around and he kisses like a dream. And I’m, like, insanely attracted to him, he’s really pretty.”

She let out a giggle. “He’s pretty?”

“Yes, he’s pretty. He’s fucking gorgeous.”

“Why don’t ya just call him, Sum?”

“That wouldn’t make a difference now, they are already busy getting ready for the awards show,” I told her, “I do know they’re staying at some hotel tonight.”

“Which one?”

“I don’t know,” I said, with a shrug of my shoulders, “He didn’t say. I kinda think I want to surprise him though.”

“Ya totally fuckin’ should. I bet Dan knows which hotel it is!”

I gnawed at my lip as I flicked my eyes around my living room. “You don’t think that’s, like, desperate looking do you? Surprising him like that?”

“No, Summer, it’s sweet!” She let out a huffed breath and I could hear her voice soften a bit, “Listen for him to actually invite ya to somethin’ like that already, knowin’ how much he hated that stuff with Melina, that should really tell ya somethin’...”

I let out a sigh. “I know, but I just don’t want him thinking it’s more than it is. I just want to have fun.”

“Then go and tell him that! Seriously. Then fuck his brains out.” She let a small giggle escape but I knew she wasn’t joking.

“Clare…”

“What?”

“I hate you.”

Thank God for Dan. As soon as he texted me the hotel information, I grabbed a bag out of my closet, a change of clothes and my toothbrush and high tailed my ass out of my flat. I didn’t even know what I was going to do or say when I saw him, frankly, I had no idea what I was even doing in general. This wasn’t like me, at all. I don’t make grand gestures like this. I don’t go out of my way to make the men around feel as if they have any sort of impact in my life whatsoever. The more I can keep them in place and at arm's length, the better.

But Niall. Oh man, Niall was different. I wasn't even completely clear as to why he was or how he had gotten to that point with me, but for some reason I had in my head that he needed me. Not in a cliche “gotta fix him” type of way, but just to make him happy, even for a moment. Just to make him smile. I wanted to be the one that took his mind off her, off of anything that made him upset, I wanted to make him forget. Even if it was just for a little bit.

The room was fucking incredible. For a one night's stay, I had never seen anything like it. The bed was huge, the room immaculate and the view amazing. I walked around for a good ten minutes after I had gotten there, just taking everything in. He wasn’t in the room when I arrived, as to be expected, and I really had no idea when he was going to come back, if at all. I figured he’d be out at the after parties for quite a while, so I decided to make myself comfortable.

Tossing my bag on the floor next to Niall’s, I glanced into his suitcase; the bag wide open having been priorly rummaged through and I bent down, picking up a red and black flannel that was folded up on top. Bringing the shirt up to my nose, my eyes fluttered closed as I gently drew in a breath before I spun around and held it up to the front of my body, tilting my head as I looked at myself in the mirror. Timidly biting at my lip, I let a smirk spread across my face.

If I came here to surprise him, then I was totally going to fucking surprise him.

Hastily throwing the plaid shirt on the bed behind me, I kicked off my shoes as I struggled to undo my jeans and pull them off. I then yanked off my top off, bundling everything up and laying it on top of my bag. Clad in only my bra and panties, I shuffled over to the big window and tugged the curtains closed before picking up the TV remote from the small table and flipping it on.

Standing at the edge of the bed, I reached behind me and unclasped my bra, sliding it off my arms and flippantly tossing it over by my stuff on the floor. Drawing in a jumbled breath, I bent over and plucked his shirt from off the bed; carefully slipping my arms inside the sleeves as I let it hang wide open down my body, my bared breasts just slightly covered. I reached up to the top of my head and pulled at the hair tie that was holding up my ponytail and shook out my wild hair before stepping over to the mini bar and grabbing a beer out of it. Jumping back over to the huge bed, I plopped my body down on the one side and sunk into the squishy mattress, eagerly making myself comfortable as I waited for him.

I could feel my heart start to race in my chest as I quietly sat and counted down the seconds in the back of my head, my patience already wearing terribly thin. Leaning back on the headboard, my knees were bent up and knocking together as I mindlessly watched whatever show was on the TV and slowly sipped at my beer, desperately trying to keep my mind off the fact that I had no idea what was going to happen when he finally walked through that hotel door and saw me.

My toes lightly tapped on the bed in a rhythmic fashion as my fingers fiddled with the little black buttons that lined down the one side of his shirt. Gnawing at my lip, I tucked some hair behind my ear as I began to feel a tight knot forming in the pit of my stomach. My eyes darted across the room, landing on various items of his that were strewn about. Niall’s rummaged through suitcase laying wide open on the floor, his laptop sitting closed and half hanging off the dresser next to the TV. There was a pair of his black Adidas laying haphazardly on the floor by the closet, right next to where his black fur lined winter coat was hanging on a hanger that was hooked on the top of the door frame. I turned my head and looked at the nightstand next to me. A half drank bottle of water sitting next to a small open bag of chips. My fingers curled into the material of both sides of the shirt, tugging it closed over the front on my body as I stained to suck in a heavy breath. What the fuck am I even doing here?

Reaching across my upper body, I set my beer on the small table and began to scoot myself down towards the end of the bed, and just as I heard the hotel door open, I froze. My body tensed, staying as excruciatingly quiet as I could. Straightening my back, I tipped my head down to make sure everything was somewhat covered as my mind started to swirl with unpredictable thoughts.

I heard the door slam shut but couldn’t see him; Niall still haven’t moved past the door frame that was blocking me from the little hallway that entered the room. He coughed, the raspy sound echoing through the large room and I leaned forward a smidge just try and get a glimpse of him; barely catching a small sliver of his back in a wall mirror as he shrugged off his suit jacket and grabbed a hanger from the closet to hang it up. Turning himself around, my big eyes stuck to him as he began to walk into the room.

I didn’t know how long I had been holding my breath for, but as I saw him step into the room and watched his blue eyes flick over to me on the bed, that single look that spread over his face – eyes going wide and his mouth falling agape – I felt as if I was going to black out from the lack of air. The room suddenly felt heavy; air thick and sticky and it was like every exposed part of my body began to blush hot as his stare slowly started to fawn over the sight of me in front of him.

“Summer-...I-...how?”

The incoherent words stammered out off his tongue, his voice deep and rough but laced with softness as he continued to stare at me, his pretty eyes flowing across my half naked body. Timidly licking at my lips, my body began to grow warm as I felt myself calming down and settling into the comfortableness of him being there. He wasn’t mad nor was he upset. On the contrary, the slight smirk on his face and the bright pink that was slowly filling his cheeks and the way his eyes were beginning to faintly glaze over, it was all telling me something entirely different.

“Hey, Niall...I, um...” Catching his stare, my chest rose high as I tried to gather my breaths and get the words out, “I, um, wanted to surprise you...so...surprise!” I yelled it out a little louder than anticipated, my hands flying up in reaction.

Niall huffed out a laugh, his hand raising to nervously comb through his hair. “Wow, look at you…” he muttered under his breath. I gave him a small smile and he tilted his head, squeezing one eye shut in thought before he slowly started to walk over towards me on the bed. Sitting down on the edge, I moved my body up a bit to situate myself next to him and swung my bare legs to dangle over the side.

“How did ya even get in here?” He asked, his head turning to look over at me.

“Dan,” I admitted, flicking my eyes up to the ceiling as I knitted my brows and shoved my hands up under the bend of my knees, “Well, he gave me the hotel info and I just told the front desk that this was my room and they gave me a key. Which...when I look back on it now, probably isn’t the best security.”

I let out a giggle, tipping my face down to look at my bare legs. “I...I tried callin’ ya,” he muttered softly.

“I know,” I replied, with a short huff of breath. “I’m sorry I didn’t call you back. I just...I felt kinda weird.”

“I-...I made ya feel weird?”

I quickly shot my eyes over to his. “No. Well...kinda, yeah.”

He lightly shook his head. “I didn’t mean to-”

“I know. It’s okay,” I assured him, cutting him off. He darted his eyes with mine before he peered down towards his lap, his back hunching over slightly as he rubbed his fingers at the side of jaw. “I just...I just want to keep this fun and light, ya know? And us going out in public like that, it’s just...not good.”

He flicked his eyes back to mine, his brows furrowing. “Why?”

I sucked in a breath, tucking some hair behind my ear as I sunk my teeth down into my bottom lip. “Because...truthfully...I’ve seen what she’s done to you. I can see how much she’s fucked you up, and...I don’t want to be another her.” I paused, watching his bright eyes dance across my face as I spoke, his lips parting slightly. “I don’t want any of that from you, Niall. All that glitz and glamour shit, it’s not me.”

He swallowed hard at my words and dropped his stare. “I just wanna spend time with you, Niall. Have fun with you,” I continued softly. Pulling my hand out from underneath my knee, I reached over to run my fingernails down his bicep, feeling the crisp material of his white button up.

“I, uh...I didn’t even think of it like that,” he finally spoke up, looking over at me. “I’m jus’ so used to havin’ someone there on me arm, I guess I...just assumed-”

“Niall, please. It’s not like I wouldn’t be the proudest girl in the room if I was on your arm, believe me. I just...I want it to be us for now,” I told him, my voice trailing off as I faintly shrugged up a shoulder. Softly catching his stare, his blue eyes sparkled as they bored into mine. “Just you and me. Doing whatever we want.”

He licked across his lips, his shoulders rolling forward as he rested his palms on the mattress by his thighs, his eyes flicking about the room. “Can I tell ya somethin’?” He asked before settling his gaze back to mine. Rolling my lips into my mouth, I gingerly nodded my head.

“I really like spendin’ time with ya, Summer, like a lot. And I really can’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout ya either.” He let out a breathy chuckle, his eyes squinting up from the rounds of his cheeks, “Hell, I didn’t even go to the after party tonight ‘cause I was comin’ back here to try and ring ya again!”

Letting out a giggle, I tapped my knees together as I leaned up on the balls of my feet, my heels resting against the side of the bed. “I guess...you don’t have to try and call me now, huh?” I whispered, playfully nudging his arm with my shoulder.

“No,” he chuckled out, “I guess not.”

“Niall?”

“Yeah?”

I turned my face to look over at him, my stare falling down the sharp points of his profile. “I like spending time with you too,” I confessed, my voice soft, “And, maybe...I think about you more than I should sometimes.”

He let a half smirk fall across his lips. “Is that right?”

Nodding my head, I bit at my lip. “It’s only ‘cause you smell good though.”

I watched his eyes squeeze shut, his mouth opening wide as he tipped his head back in a loud booming laugh. I couldn’t help but follow suit, throwing my hand up to cover my mouth and try to stifle my giggle. My head tipped down and I felt my belly do a wicked flip flop as he reached up and lightly rested his hand at the back of my head, his thick fingers carding down through my dark hair. “Never noticed how your face lights up when ya laugh. It’s stunning.”

Shooting my eyes over to his, I struggled to fight off a smile. “And look at you in this,” he commented with his brows raised, his eyes dropping down the span of my body as he gently pinched at the fabric of the plaid shirt right at my side.

“Does it look familiar?” I asked him, scrunching up my nose in a smirk.

He let out a snicker under his breath, the corners of his lips upturning as he kept his gaze on my body. “Yeah...but it looks a hell of a lot better on you.”

I felt my chest get heavy as he dragged his stare back up to my face, his rough fingers falling to sit right against my bum. He didn’t move them, just let them settle there, but I could feel the warmth radiating from his skin. Quietly letting my stare slid over his face, I watched his tongue jut out between his slightly parted lips and I had to desperately hold myself back from jumping right on top of him.

“Well, look at you!” I exclaimed, my voice breaking slightly as I swallowed hard. Reaching over, I slowly ran my hand down the front of his chest, my heart speeding up with every pass of my fingertips over his lean frame. “All spiffed up in a suit. Kinda turning me on.”

He dropped his eyes down to his shirt before peering back at me through the corners. “Oh yeah?”

I shrugged my shoulders as I whipped my head forward again. “Eh. Maybe,” I joked, trying to egg him on. He let out a snort and quickly leaned over, pressing his mouth right to the curve of my neck and gently nipped his teeth at the skin. I yelped loudly, raising my shoulder as my legs coiled up in reaction, a laugh cracking out of my bared throat. He pulled away, a huge pleased smile on his face before he pushed himself up from the bed and stood right in front of me.

Peering up at him, I felt the air in my lungs start to grow heavy. “What are you doing?”

His head rocked back a bit, a smug smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he quirked a brow. Sucking in a jumbled breath, his heavy lidded eyes fixated on mine as he reached up and began untying his tie. I could feel my heart pounding like a thousand race horses in my chest and I leaned back on my palms, my thighs spreading and faintly wiggling back and forth as I quietly watched him. Resting my head on my hunched shoulder, my dark hair cascaded down my arm and his fingers pulled at his tie, roughly yanking it from around his neck. I gave him a shy smile as he leaned over and placed it around my neck, the ends hanging just with the open lapels of the shirt. “You’re a nerd,” I softly giggled out to him.

Flicking up his eyebrows, he didn’t say a word as he slowly began to undo the buttons of his white shirt, tugging the bottom hem out from the waistband of his black suit pants as he shimmied himself closer to me. I spread my legs a bit wider to invite him in as I stared up at him and I bit at my lip. Quickly reaching out my hands, I hooked my fingers into the top of his pants and eagerly yanked him into me with a short huff of his breath. My body slid to the edge of the bed, his legs now slotted between my spread thighs as my head tilted all the way back to stare up at him. I could see his chest heave as he peered down at me, his little mouth parted as hot pelts of his breath blew out in uneven waves.

Placing my hands flat to the front of his thighs, I slowly ran them up his legs, my palms pressing into the hot skin of his hips and stomach as I curled them around the sides of his waist, up underneath his open shirt. His pink flushed skin was burning hot and his tummy trembled under the deep press of my fingers. I flicked my eyes up to his before I leaned in, pulling gently at his slim waist as I pushed my wet lips to the hot skin below his belly button. He sucked in a sharp breath, his big hand immediately coming up to rest at the back of my head as I pecked tiny kisses across his lower stomach, my tongue darting out to lick a short trail along the small dark patch of hair.

Groping lightly at his skin with my fingers, I dragged my hands further up his chest, attacking him with my mouth as I nipped gently at the flesh that rounded his hips. He tasted clean and sweet, my lips wrapping softly around his hip bone as I sucked hard. Shooting my eyes up to his face, I watched as his head lolled back at the feeling, his tongue shakily lapping at his dry lips and I curled my fingers around the collar of his shirt to push it down off his shoulders as I lifted my lips from his skin. Locking his stare with mine, he shrugged the shirt off completely, letting it drop to the floor before he leaned over and cupped my jaw in his hands, readily smashing our lips together.

Breathing him in, he slipped his tongue into my mouth as my hands dragged down the front of his body, my fingers fumbling to undo his belt. Humming faintly against my tongue, we inhaled each other's breaths between broken kisses, gasping and straining to hold back our whimpers as his hand moved to cup the side of my neck. His rough fingers dug invasively into my skin, holding onto me as his calloused thumb pressed under my chin to better lift my mouth to his.

Breaking the heated kiss, he lightly rested his forehead against mine, his steamy breath filling my lungs as I struggled to catch mine. I slowly opened my eyes to meet his stare and could have sworn with everything in me that the entire world had stopped spinning in that split second. That single moment when you look into someone’s eyes; when you share their breath and your hearts pound loudly in unison and let the heavy beats fill the stifled space around you both and just…know. It was that moment for me.

His warm hands began to knead at my skin as my fingers stilled on his zipper, finally gotten it pulled all the way down. I could feel his lustful stare soar through me, piercing through every fiber and vein and my body began to weaken with every second under his touch. “Niall…” I breathed out, my eyes blinking closed as he moved his mouth to press his lips to mine again. Cupping his fingers around the back of my head, he gently guided my body down onto the mattress, his knee coming up to rest between my legs as I used my hands to scoot myself up the bed a bit.

Staring up at him as he hovered above me, his lean body was pressed between my spread thighs and his nose nudged at mine as he kissed me again. He let his full weight rest on top of me, my hands coming up to wrap around his thick neck, my fingers brushing into the tiny curls that laid at the nape.

It got heated, fast. Our mouths hot, spit soaked as we ravaged each other, his lips sucking at my neck while whimpers flowed past mine. I tucked my legs up by his hips, his pants barely hanging on at this point. His big hand slipped under the hem of the plaid shirt I was wearing and he softly began to grope at my breasts. I bit at my lip, moans begging to come out and I squeezed my eyes shut at the feeling. Dropping his head, he met the cup of my breasts in his hand with his eager little mouth, his tongue flicking at my hardened nipple and his pink lips puckering up around it as he sucked and played. My chest rose high under the blistering hot of his mouth as his other hand kneaded lightly at my other breast, thumb rubbing hastily across my nipple and making me hiss in a breath.

I gripped my fingers into his hair, my hips rocking up off the bed to rub myself against his hardened length as I felt myself growing wetter for him with each tender sweep of his tongue on my heated skin. Popping off my breasts, his head shot up to look at me and I quickly caught his stare, both of us gasping for air.

“Summer...I…” His voice came out in a deep broken rasp as he darted his dark hungry eyes with mine. I pulled at him, desperate to feel his mouth pressed to mine again, but he resisted.

Knitting my brows, I swallowed hard, afraid I had done something wrong. “Niall...what’s...what’s wrong, are you okay?” I asked him, my voice barely coming out louder than a whisper. He tipped his head down, forehead pressing to my exposed chest as he sucked in a few deep and settling breaths.

With my mind racing, my fingers slowly carded through his hair and dragged down the clammy skin of his back. His heart was pounding against me and his body was shaking a bit from the strain of holding himself up on his elbows above me. Lifting my head up, I pressed a delicate kiss to the top of his head before my mind finally picked up what was wrong. Shifting my hands to cup around his brightly pink tinged cheeks, I gently tugged his face so he met my stare, his chin resting right above my bare chest.

I fixated my eyes on his, my thumb tracing across his pretty lips. “You haven’t been with anyone since her, have you?” I kept my voice soft as I spoke to him, not wanting him to feel ashamed or push the issue more than I should. He didn’t say anything in return, his half lidded eyes slowly blinking as he stared at me and swallowed hard. “You can tell me, Niall.”

“I‘m nervous, don’t wanna disappoint ya,” he huffed out under his breath.

Narrowing my eyes, I pulled him closer to me so that his face was now flush with mine. “You could never disappoint me,” I breathed out, faintly shaking my head.

He let a small smile spread across his face. “I feel like a fuckin’ idiot.”

Laughing out at him, I brought his mouth to mine, pressing a kiss to his lips. “You..” I whispered between hushed kisses to his little lips, “are...not...an idiot.”

“It’s been like six months, Summer,” he blurted out against my mouth and I froze, dropping my head back down to the bed as I peered up at him with big eyes.

“Jesus,” I mumbled.

“Yeah.”

I bit at my lip, my eyes slowly floating across his face. “Do you still wanna do this?” I asked him, my fingers pushing up to brush some of the sticky hair from his forehead.

“More than anythin’,” he breathed out.

Giving him a smile, I lightly nodded my head. “Me too. So, how about we just take it slow, okay? We have all night, no need to rush.”

He let out a huff of breath and sunk his head down, resting it at my cheek. “Yeah, yeah okay.”

Giggling at him, I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and let my fingers trace up and down the warm sweat coated skin between his shoulder blades. “Awe baby,” I cooed out gently.

“Shut up,” he grumbled in return against my neck. I felt a smile form across his mouth and I burst out a laugh, my body curling up around him as I tucked my legs over his bum.

“Can you just fucking kiss me now?”

He lifted his face from my skin, his hands shifting to cradle my head as he looked down at me. “So demandin’, aren’t ya?”

I shrugged my shoulders, pressing my lips into a line as I flicked my brown eyes off to the side. “I like it,” he snipped before harshly pushing his mouth to mine. I chuckled into the kiss, my nails sinking into the hot skin of his back. He bit at my bottom lip, pulling back on it as he pushed himself off of me and leaned up on his knees between my legs. Pushing up to rest on my elbows, my gaze swam across his body as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, sliding them and his pants down to his knees. I tried to hold in my giggles as he kicked a foot out behind him, and then the other, trying to rid himself of his clothes. My head fell back on my shoulders and I let out a loud laugh, my mouth opening wide as he did it again, the pants and underwear finally flying across the span of the room before peeling off his socks and tossing them to the floor.

“Ya laughin’ at me?” he asked, still kneeled between my legs but now completely naked. He reached down, his massive palms splaying out against my ribs as his fingers began to playfully dig into my skin.

My body curled up, gasping laughs escaping my mouth as fell down onto the bed. “Niall! Niall...s-stop!” I crie out, tipping my head back and squeezing my eyes shut. I choked out another laugh before my breath seized up in my throat, my eyes popping open as I felt the warm sensation of his wet mouth wrap around one of my nipples.

My hands immediately flew to his hair, fingers twisting into the dirty blond mess as he gently sucked at me, his teeth grazing across the tender bud. I let my eyes flutter closed at the feeling, tiny breathy whines leaving my lips as he cupped my breasts in his hands and licked his way back and forth between them. Slow and tender, my skin flushed wicked under the assault of his mouth, my chest rising high to meet the small greedy flicks of his tongue.

Kissing his way up my chest, his tongue jut into the hollow space of my throat before attaching to the side of my neck. Pressing his nose at the dip below my ear, his brushed his wet mouth at my skin, erratic breaths pulsing out against me. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” he mumbled, his tone gravelly in his throat. I smiled at his words, my hands running through his hair as I turned and dipped my face down to push a tender kiss to his temple.

With his body resting on me, I could feel the thick weight of his hardened cock pressing between my legs and my teeth sunk into my bottom lip as I took in countless deep breaths trying to calm myself down, the relentless thoughts of him fucking into me rapidly filling my mind. My toes curled into the mattress as my back arched up off the bed. Slow, Summer. Slow.

I felt his body slowly peel away from mine and I closed my eyes as his warm hands wrapped around my sides right under my armpits and began to drag down the curves of my body. My mouth dropped open, my back arching even more as his clammy palms pressed in deep before stalling at my hips. Using his elbows to spread my thighs apart, I felt the heat of his mouth pelt out and hover over my clothed center. Oh fuck.

Gripping to the duvet, he softly laid his flat tongue to the outside of my soaked panties, licking a wide teasing stripe right up along my slit. I gasped in a breath, his mouth clamping down around my clit, the material of my panties still acting as a thin barrier between us and I rolled my hips down into the mattress as he started to suck at me.

“Oh my...fuck,” I breathed out heavily.

He pushed his mouth harder against me at my reaction, his tongue lapping at the drenched material before he ran his fingers over my hip to hook in the front of my panties, pulling the front down just enough to uncover my clit and giving me a tiny flick with the tip of his tongue. My body jerked at the sensation, my thighs clamping shut around him. “Feel good?” he asked, cockiness dripping off his tongue.

I hastily pushed back up on my elbows, bringing my desirous stare to his as he leaned back on his haunches and raised his brows at me. Grabbing at the sides of my underwear, he began pulling them over my hips and down my legs and I sat up a bit, shrugging my shoulders as I started to take off his plaid shirt.

“Keep it on,” he told me, his voice low.

Flicking my eyes back to his, my lips curled into a smirk. “Knew there was a dirty little boy in there,” I mewed out to him, rolling my tongue in my mouth as I obediently tugged the shirt back over my shoulders. He leaned his body back over me with a knowing chuckle, nudging his nose with mine as he pushed me back down to the bed.

Grabbing his face in my hands, I pulled him into another kiss, our bare chests tightly pressed together as he fell on top of me once again. I could feel the warmth of his rock hard cock slipping against my folds as his lower body rolled against me, his hips lifting just a bit as he let his swollen cock rub gently between my legs. I pulled his hot breath into my mouth, humming lightly as my fingers curled into the long hairs behind his ears and rocked my hips up to meet his needy grinds, my wet slit sliding along his throbbing shaft.

His fingers locked around my head, his lips moving from mine to kiss down my jaw. “Shit, Summer,” he mumbled out into the crook of my sticky neck. I sunk my teeth down into my lip, my heart beating faster and the warmth pooling at my center with each slow pass of his leaking tip over my clit. My body tightened around him; my feet sliding down the back of his hairy thighs as I begged him, pleaded with him to fuck me already. I wanted him inside me so fucking bad, I wanted to feel him filling me.

Digging my nails into his scalp, his mouth sucked fervently at the side of my throat, my lips falling agape as his perfect little teeth scraped at my heated flesh. “Slow….s-slow...slow,” I breathed out to myself, my body desperately trying not to fall apart underneath him. Hearing me, he sunk his teeth into my dank skin, a small cry leaving my lips before he lifted his face to look at me.

“You want me, don’t ya?” His voice came out in a raspy whisper as he stared down at me. I darted my eyes with his, his lips barely grazing at mine as he grinded his hips down against me, my body trembling as the swollen ridge of his cock hit right across my sensitive clit.

“Yes...God yes, Niall,” I mumbled into his mouth, arching my back to press my body harder against him. He was so warm, always so fucking warm. “I’m...I’m trying…” I got out between kisses, “Trying-...slow...”

He let out a breathy chuckle into my mouth and I broke away from his lips, tipping my head back into the mattress as he rocked himself harder against me. My thighs clamped tight around his hips and I squeezed my eyes shut, inhaling sharply. “I...I need you inside me...right...fucking now, Niall,” I blurted out in choppy heaving breaths, my body shaking beneath him.

His body stalled, resting against my trembling frame and I felt the light brush of his finger over my temple, slipping my dark hair off my forehead. Bringing my eyes back to his, I was met with a slight smirk. “Say it again,” he whispered, “Tell me ya want me.”

Licking across my lips, I let my fingernails scrape down the side of his stubbled jaw, a coy smile spreading as I was more than willing to play his game. Lifting my mouth to his, I softly ghosted my lips to his. “I want you, Niall, I want you so fucking bad,” I mewed, my voice sickeningly sweet as I licked lightly into his mouth. “I wanna feel you inside me, fucking me...filling me up. Please. Oh God, please, I want you to fuck me.”

He groaned out at my words, his head tucking down against my neck to suck at the dip in my throat as he lifted his hips up off my body. I felt his hand shove down between us, the roughness of his two fingers sliding down between my soaked folds making me shudder as he slowly circled them at my entrance. My hands fell to his shoulders, my nails sinking into the freckled skin. With my breaths heavy in my chest, I rolled my hips up off the bed towards his hand, gasping as he slowly pushed his two thick fingers inside me. He worked me with them, his wrist twisting as he lightly pushed them deeper inside me with each pump of his hand, his mouth still sucking and licking along the jut of my bared throat.

My mouth dropped open, my stare shooting to him as he left my skin with the gentle smack of his pink puffy lips and locked in on his heavy lidded eyes, his pupils blown so wide the blue had completely vanished. A slight sheen of sweat covered his sweet red mottled face and his hot breath poured out of his parted mouth. I had never seen a more beautiful boy in my entire life. He didn’t utter a word, our eyes so heavily focused on each other that everything else in the room seemed like a blur.

I felt the slight pull of his fingers from my center, my body tensing at the empty feeling as he wrapped his hand around his cock and placed the tip right to my swollen entrance. Yanking his hand out from between us, he moved his arms to rest by my shoulders, his big hands cradling around my head as his fingers twisted into my thick hair. I slid my arms up under his armpits and hooked my hands up by his shoulders, coiling my body around him as I struggled to compose my breaths, just waiting to feel him inside me. Swirling his hips a little, he let the tip of his cock press slowly against my opening before dipping ever so slightly inside. Niall locked his eyes with mine and I sucked in a jumbled breath, holding it deep in my risen chest as he gently rolled his hips and buried his length inside me.

My eyes fluttered in a broken gasp, his mouth dropping open as we both whined out from the overwhelming feeling. Leaning down he roughly pushed his lips to mine, his tongue filling my mouth as my fingers kneaded at the balmy skin of his back, feeling the muscles tense and contract with each tiny movement. His thrusts began slowly, so fucking slowly. So much so that I could feel every fucking part of him, every thick swollen inch stretching my surrounding walls as he filled me deeper and deeper with every rock of his hips.

“Oh my God,” I moaned out as he pulled away from the kiss, my head lifting up off the mattress to tuck in by his sweaty neck. He felt incredible inside me, filled me perfectly, my body fitting around him like he was made just for me. Hearing his low grunts panted out heavy in my ear as he kept his slow steady thrusts, he pulled his slim hips back just enough to let the head of his cock hit right at my g-spot. I could already feel myself starting to succumb to my orgasm; faster than I ever had before and as much as I wanted to hold myself back and make it last, my body had other ideas.

Sinking my teeth into the curve of his neck, my mind became frazzled, hazy with lust and my eyes squeezed shut as I felt my lower stomach begin to tense, my trembling body helplessly contracting around him. My fingernails dragged down his back, muscles flexing as he moved above me and my neck was dripping wet with the steamy breaths of him that were pouring out against my clammy skin.

Gently crying out as my center tightened around him, my legs began to shake uncontrollably. “Fuck, fuck…oh shit...yes!” My whole body curled tight to him as I moaned out, the words sticking to the back of my throat as I gasped for air. He kept thrusting, slow and tedious as my body continued to writhe beneath him, his lips delicately pressing to my neck as he sucked at my skin, a shallow broken ‘fuck’ falling from my mouth over and over with each rock of his hips. I had come hard, hard and quick. Quicker than I ever had with anyone before, which surprised me all on it’s own.

Gasping for breaths as I fought to bring myself down, I pulsed heavily around him as I felt his thrusts get stronger, his head lifting from my neck to peer down at me as I lightly laid my head back to the bed. He gave me a knowing half smirk and roughly pressed his mouth to mine before pulling back and leaning his body up a bit so his palms laid flat to the mattress beside me. I just stared up at him, my eyes fluttering with each thrust of his cock, studying the beads of sweat that were sliding down his temples over his pink puffy cheeks as he fucked into me. He tipped his head down to briefly watch himself slide in and out of me, his stomach clenching with each roll of his hips. I knew he was close, so very close.

Shifting his body, he leaned back even more, gripping his big hands around the small of my waist. He stared down at me, locking his arms as he rested the weight of his body on mine, using this as leverage to fuck into me at a different angle. Pushing in deeper, he thrust into me with everything he had, the sounds of our heated skin slapping as my wetness spilled from my center and his deep grunts mixed with my uneven shallow cries, generously filled the entire room. My mouth dropped open in a hitched breath, my fingers desperately grasping at the skin of his spread knees that laid next to my bum.

I could feel the warmth start to spark through my center again, my body clenching up around him as my next orgasm began to build fast. “Fuckin’...fuckin’ christ,” he breathed out as I tightened around him, his eyes pinching shut as he dipped his hips and fucked harder into me. Struggling for air, my chest heaved as his solid weight pressed into my stomach and the hard ridge of his cock dragged against my swollen inner walls, my orgasm begging to be released with every fervid pull.

My thighs clamped around his slim hips, my mouth hanging open as I felt the fire pulse under my skin and I pushed my head back into the mattress, my body stilling as I held a deep breath tight in my chest. “Niall...p-please...please,” I begged softly, begged for him not to stop, to keep fucking me, my second orgasm right on the edge. My thighs vibrated, my toes curling as I heard him suck in a breath.

“Fuck...Summer....I-…” his words stuttered out as he was trying to hold off, trying so fucking hard to hold off for me. Shooting my eyes open, I brought my chin down and locked my blurry stare with him. His pink swollen lips parted slightly, his hair wet with sweat and hanging down over his forehead as his hot breath rushed out over my face. My body trembled beneath him, I was so close. So fucking close.

Darting my eyes with his, I knew he couldn’t hold it any longer, his hips going wild and sloppy as he continued to thrust into me. Raising up a hand, I brushed the matted hair from his face and shakily nodded my head to him, my stomach tensing under his grip as my center pleaded to come around him again. But I knew. I knew he needed his. “Go ‘head. Come...come inside me,” I whispered to him, my voice soft and frail.

His eyes rolled back with my words and he hissed in a sharp breath through clenched teeth, his little top lip curling up as he buried himself deep within me one last time, his breath catching thick in his throat. Stilling his sweat coated body, he came hard inside me with a low grunt, my eyes fluttering closed as I felt his thick warmth slowly spurt against my walls and fill me. I pulsed around him, my body still teetering over that edge as I rocked my hips up against him, completely desperate for my second release. My name slipped off his tongue under his breath and I gasped as I felt him pull out from my center and sit himself back on his haunches, his utterly fucked out gaze falling over the used sight of me.

Not being able to contain myself – my body screaming at me to come again – I gently peeled my eyes open and slipped my hand down between my quivering legs. Slipping my two middle fingers inside my heavily coated swollen center, I curled them up and flicked them around, gathering his warm cum on my fingertips before quickly bringing them back up to my mouth.

Tipping my head to the side, I caught his wide blue stare as I slide my slick fingers into my mouth and sucked the bitter combined taste of us off of them. His chest rose high as he watched me, his big hand now wrapped back around his length as he slowly began stroking himself.

Smiling at him, I brought my hand back down and pushed my fingers back inside myself, my hips rocking up to meet the tiny thrusts as I attempted to bring myself to my next release. I bit at my lip, resting my head back into the mattress as my eyes rolled closed, completely letting myself get into the moment. Bringing my legs up slightly off the bed, my fingers slipped easily in and out of my dripping center, my small palm rubbing at my clit as I worked myself, breathy whimpers now escaping my parted lips. I could feel my stomach start to tense, the burning warmth of my orgasm rolling through my body and my eyes shot open just as I felt the heavy tip of his cock press at my opening. Peeking down at him, he gave me a shy half smile as he wrapped his fingers around my wrist and yanked my fingers from my heat, slipping his fully hard cock back inside me.

I let out a loud cry, my body shuddering as he very slowly thrust in and out of me, his hips resting high to let the head of his dick hit right at my special spot. I could barely catch my breath, my legs tightening around his lean frame as I watched him bring my two used fingers up to his mouth and twirl his tongue around them, sucking the mixed juices off before popping them from his rounded lips and leaning back down over top of me.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I immediately wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders, my nails digging into the skin of his sticky neck as he fucked into me, my body coiling up and shaking uncontrollably beneath him. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes from the intensity and I gasped in choppy needed breaths; clenching hard around him as he pushed a hand down between us, his rough fingertips finding my clit and rubbing tight circles.

“Fucking... shit, Niall….f-fuck...Oh God...”

The words flew unwieldy from my mouth; the extreme sensations he was causing me had my over worked body hovering right at that sweet edge. I drew in a deep breath, holding it my chest as I felt the fingers of his other hand brush against my face as he still twirled circles at my clit. Leaning down, he pressed his mouth to mine, eagerly begging me for a kiss. I gripped tight to his hair, my body folding into him as I kissed him, my orgasm finally letting free and flowing through my body.

Arching my back high off the bed, my mouth fell open in a silent gasp, no sounds escaping as I began to convulse and writhe beneath him, a few hot tears slipping down the side of my face and over my reddened cheeks. Tightening around his thickness, his thrusts kept steady as he gently worked me through, watching me as his curiosity of me coming for him again left him almost breathless. A shallow weakened scream etched out out my dry throat and I furiously bit into my lip to try to control myself, control my body but to no avail. I was overpowered by my wild release, by Niall.

Raking my nails down his sticky skin, my chest heaved under him as my lungs demanded air and my heart thumped wicked against my ribcage. “Niall….fuck...Niall…” His name softly hummed off my tongue as I started to come down, my center still pulsing around him as he slid his fingers from between my legs, bringing it up to cradle both around my head.

Settling my body as best I could, I choked back a jumbled breath and carefully opened my eyes, meeting his glassy stare as my body faintly shivered under his touch. “That was fuckin’ intense,” he mumbled to me, his warm sweet breath spilling out onto my face.

My eyes blinked heavily as I tried to regain myself, a small contented smile coming over my mouth. “Yeah...it was.”

He huffed out a chuckle, his thumbs rubbing by my temples to wipe at the wet marks left by my escaped tears. “You were cryin’,” he mentioned, his brows knitting faintly as his concerned eyes floated across my face.

Breathing out a soft chuckle, my eyes fell closed for a second before I swallowed hard and peered back up at him. “You were fucking me.”

He darted his eyes with mine, both of us breaking out in a fit of laughter as he tucked his head down to my dampened neck. I could still feel him inside me, having fallen soft already and I curled my arms around his neck and pressed my mouth to the side of his face, my lips tracing to the shell of his ear. “Definitely not disappointed,” I whispered to him, letting my teeth nip playfully at his ear.

He let out a laugh against me, his lips tugging into a smile against my skin. “Good,” he muttered back, “‘cause that right there, that was fuckin’ somethin’ else.”

Tipping my head back, I gave him a small laugh, my fingers curling into his hair as I gently yanked his head back up to look at me, his perfect face now flush with mine. Tracing my lips with my tongue, my eyes flickered across his beautifully flushed face and I gave him a shy smile.

“That...was me and you, Niall.”

I felt a tender kiss press to the round of my bare shoulder and the slight drift of his hand slope down the curve of my side before the bed shifted and the sound of his socked feet padded across the carpeted floor. Hearing the bathroom door close partly as he flipped on the light, I blinked my eyes open through the dark room and rolled over towards his side of the bed onto my back. Rolling my head to the side to catch a glimpse of the bright red glare of the hotel’s alarm clock, I just could barely make out the time through my groggy sleep laden stare.

8:34 am.

Letting out a shallow groan, I tossed up a hand to rub at my eyes and heard what sounded like running water coming from the bathroom. I wasn’t quite sure if it was water from the sink or if it was him peeing. Shaking my head at my inane thoughts, a short vibrating noise startled me, making me flick my eyes over to his night stand.

Another vibrating noise. And another.

I quickly glanced over to the bathroom before I sat my body up a bit and tucked my unruly brown hair behind my ear before reaching over and picking up his phone, just gently tipping it to read the screen.

It was her. This early in the morning? Jesus Christ.

Hearing the toilet flush, I promptly set the phone back down where it was and hurriedly shuffled my naked body back down under the covers and onto my side right as he swung the door open and stepped back out into the room. I heard him sniffle as he shuffled back to his side of the bed and I pressed my eyes closed, pretending I was still asleep. He sunk back down under the covers into the bed with me, his heavy arm snaking around my waist as he nestled his abnormally warm naked body right up against mine. Burying his face into my fanned out dark hair that rested on my pillow, I pulled in a deep breath as I let the low drone of his open mouth breathing and the steady rhythmic beat of his heart, slowly lull me right back into a much needed sleep.

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