Nothing Without Love

Louis' POV

I'm fumbling with my hotel key as Josephine is lightly nibbling on my neck, making it even worse for me to focus. Her hands are raking up and down my my chest as the light finally turns green and I'm frantically trying to turn the handle to get us inside. It's only been about a minute but my lips already miss hers, the pressure of her lips against mine.

I don't even mess with the lights as she removes her hands from me and pulls frantically at her leather jacket. I drop the key on the floor somewhere and help her pull the jacket the rest of the way off, kicking the door closed behind us. Her mouth is sweet, I'm assuming from the alcohol even though we've stopped drinking hours ago.

My brain feels on high as she pulls away and I notice her arms. It's an odd thing to fixate on at this moment but they're slightly defined, it's sexy. God, I just want her, I can feel it, my skin is on fire as she's tugging on my t-shirt. I pull it over my head and toss it to the side as I walk backwards, her hands now lightly tracing my skin. I notice she's biting her lip ever so slightly, tracing my tattoos with her finger tips. I lean my head back, just the slightest touch is killing me, I can feel my body yearning for her as I slightly adjust my pants.

We both seemed so hungry for each other.

I finally made eye contact with her as she brings her hand to my cheek and kisses me with fire. Our tongues mixing here and there, I can still taste that last cherry bomb shot we took. Her hands are all over mine, her teeth lightly tugging on my bottom lip, making me moan. I need to touch her skin.

She must be reading my mind as she starts unbuttoning the top two buttons on her white top, grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it off her head, laughing when it get's stuck.

“I can't get it off!” She laughs through the sheer fabric and bends over just a little bit for me to pull it off a little more. “Not embarrassing at all, is it?” She smiles a genuine smile at me and I can feel her skin against mine, it's hot, warms me up like a fire. I watch her as she breathes in and out, her breasts peeking out the top of her white bra, gently raising up and down. I can't turn my mind off as I fantasize about all the things we could to together here and now.

I pressed myself closer to her, I know she can feel me. I run my hands around her back, her skin is so smooth, I try to focus on anything else but what it will feel like when I'm inside of her. She pulls at my lips again and this time runs her fingers through my hair, pulling them gently. We're still standing as she moves her hands to my belt buckle frantically pulling it in the dark and fumbling with my jean button. She unzips gracefully as I feel just a little bit more free as she tugs my pants to the ground. I gently push her back to the bed, guiding her as she lays down on the bed and I quickly stand so I can pull at her pant legs. Her jeans are tight, but I wore skinny jeans for years, yanking them off is easy. I see her hot pink lace, a contrast to her skin and I'm literally throbbing.

“Mmm Louis.” She moans as if she's waiting for me. I run my fingers up and down her legs, placing my knees on either side of her hips and snaking my hands under her back to fumble with her bra clasp, yet I can't seem to find it. “It's in the front.” She whispers to me and laughs, reaching her arms to her chest and unclasping it herself, letting her breasts free. I waste no time, gently grabbing them, squeezing them lightly. I watch as she sinks her head back down on the bed and closes her eyes, parting her lips just slightly.

I gently tug at her nipple with my teeth as she grabs my hair and fixes her legs around my waist. I just need her now, my our playfulness is turned into need as my hand finds her underwear, I slip my fingers inside and lightly graze her, looking to her face for a sign of anything. I run two fingers up and down her, she's already ready to go as I know her underwear is wet, I can feel it. She reaches her hand down and palms me from outside my boxers, I don't even need her touch, I'm ready to go. I slightly turn away as I don't want make her stop, but at least slow down.

She scoots back on the bed and gets on her knees, pulling me closer as we both kneel on the bed, she turns me around and pushes me back lightly on the bed, positioning herself between my legs as she leans down, planting kisses down my chest. My dick touches her body as she moves down and the sensation is just light enough that it pushes me further. I watch as she licks her lips and lightly grasps me pulling up and down slightly. I put my hands under the pillow to keep my hands busy, gripping the bottom of the pillow for dear life as she takes me in her mouth just slightly, swirling her tongue around the tip as I push my head even further into the pillow.

Holy shit.

She reaches her arm up and I notice a small tattoo on her side, under her arm. It's a boxing glove tattoo? I don't have time to think as she pushes me further into her mouth, a free hand lightly playing with my balls. I can't take much more of this.

“Josephine.” I whisper with all the strength I can as she pulls her mouth away and looks up at me, I grab her arm and put her on her back as I rush off the bed to rummage through my suitcase for a familiar foil wrapper. I rip it from the package quickly and unroll it gently, gripping the tip just lightly as I join her back on the bed. I graze my fingers up and down her thigh, resting at an already familiar place, I watch her face as I slowly insert one finger, lightly in and out as she moans, I pull abruptly and scoot closer to her, bracing my body just slightly on my knees as I gently press in. The sensation fills me as I press deeper into her, her back arches just slightly as I move in and out.

I lean down, closer to her face as her legs come up to rest upon my waist, the new angle allows me to push even deeper in to her and I can feel her muscles tighten. I pull at her breasts again, my mouth finding hers, her breath hot in my ear.

“Louis.” She murmurs. “Harder.”

I pick up the pace as I can feel myself almost at the point of no return when I can feel her tighten against me and moans escape her lips. The familiar sensation that has been building in the pit of my stomach feels like it's about to boil over. I can feel her tighten, her moans louder as my hips thrust more and more into her as I can't hold it in anymore. Everything tightens then I look at her face and realize it's too late. Shit. No. No. No! I shout to myself as the euphoric feeling takes over my body. I miss read her, she wasn't ready. And now I'm done.

Fuck. This isn't how its suppose to go, we're both suppose to be satisfied and then we fall asleep, she leaves in the morning and that's it. This never happens to me. Oh God, what do I even say? I thought she was on her high. Shit, now she just looks bored. I brace myself as I pull out. “Sorry.” I mumble, Jesus, what am I suppose to say? Literally, I've never been in this situation before.

“Um, it's okay.” She smiles at me, sitting up. I can't really read her face, I don't think she's going to make a big deal out of this. She reaches for her pink underwear and slips it back on while I excuse myself to the bathroom to clean up.

“We can try again.” I suggest when I come out. The look on her face makes me feel like an idiot. Why would she want to try again? I sucked the first time. Literally maybe lasted five minutes. What is wrong with me? “I mean, in a little bit.” Jesus, shut up Louis! Just stop talking. She doesn't care what you have to say, she's had a miserable time. I'm surprised she hasn't left in the time I took to get cleaned up.

At least she isn't making this awkward. What I wouldn't give to know what women are thinking.

“Are you hungry?” I ask her, trying to change the subject. Maybe if I just avoid it, she won't bring it up. All though I know its on both of our minds.

“I could eat.” She leans down on the bed so shes laying on her stomach, just a bra and underwear, I can't see her tattoo anymore, I can only assume it's covered up with her bra. For some reason even after our uncomfortable encounter, things seem pretty normal, fairly comfortable. Jesus, Louis, shut up.

Notes

So, moving a little quick but I promise it's all part of the plan!! Thanks to @not_any_maryjane for help with this chapter!