Reading took her mind off the noise from the television. Niall once again was having an all day sports binge. He was flipping back and forth between golf and football. She preferred when he watched golf. He was more calm and quiet. Football made him rowdy, yelling indistinct curses at players that could not hear him.
Her eyes lifted from her book momentarily when Niall made a loud grunting sound. She smirked and shook her head, realizing that he was pissed off at the game once again. Her eyes went back to scanning the words on the page in front of her. She shifted on the sofa, trying to get comfortable again. She'd been sitting too long in the same spot. She had hoped it wouldn't be a day in front of the television, but Niall had always had a knack for proving her wrong.


She looked up again to see Niall's jaw clench. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and tried to focus on her book. As much as the sports day annoyed her, when Niall lost his temper at the silly games she thought it was attractive. Yes, it was almost like he was being a spoiled child but it's the way he looked when his brows furrowed and his jaw clenched. She wanted to keep looking at him but the novel in her hands was just getting good, from the looks of Niall's face, so was his game.

"Pay attention to me!" Niall shouted suddenly. Her eyes shot up from her book to see Niall fuming in his chair. Her jaw dropped a bit, not knowing how to respond to Niall's outburst.
"You're watching football, babe." She spoke softly and cuddled further into here fuzzy blanket. Her eyes returned to her book, not caring that he'd just lost his mind for no good reason. She gasped when her book was ripped out of her hands and thrown across the room.
"Pay attention to me." Niall spoke lowly, his face only millimeters away from hers. She didn't move. She didn't say a word. "I've been watching you more than the tele all day." He murmured, getting even closer to her. "You've been lying over here teasing me."
"I've been reading." Her gentle laughter filled the living room and intoxicated Niall even further. Niall grunted, shaking his head slowly. "How have I been teasing you?" She inquired, not seeing any change in him yet.
"Oh love." He whispered, his lips meeting the soft skin of her neck. "You don't know?" Niall asked as he brought his eyes back to hers. "The way your brows furrow when you're worried about what you're reading. The way your cheeks turn pink and you shift in your seat when things start to get steamy." Niall brought his hand up to her face. "The way you bite your lip when it's getting sexier." His thumb glided over her bottom lip, bringing her into his seduction. "Let's not forget all of the times you've been reading in bed." Niall's smirk grew darker. "The times when you've woken me up because whatever you're reading is just too good." She blushed at the mention of those nights. They didn't happen often but when they did, Niall loved every second and so did she. "Love, when you pick up a book, I've never been more excited." Niall lowered his lips to hers. Brushing his soft bottom lip against hers to entice her even further into the world of lust he'd been living in for God knows how long, he slid between her thighs on the sofa.
"Niall." She whispered, her breath catching in her chest as he slid between her legs on the sofa. His body covered hers in a way that made her desperate for his touch.
"Let's not forget your choice of outfit for today." Niall moved the blanket away from her nearly naked bottom half. "Nothing my but t-shirt." He grinned, his guitar calloused fingers skimming over the warm, tender flesh of her thighs.
"I didn't wear this for you. I want to be comfy." She protested quickly.
Niall smiled, "I know that, but it doesn't mean that I don't love it. Seeing you in my t-shirt has me on my knees." Her face flushed a shade of pink once again. Niall then meshed his lips to hers passionately. He took every moment he could to taste her lips, her tongue. He kissed her harder as the waves of desire rose from her body. She tried to slide her hips against his. She wanted so desperately to create the sensual friction between their bodies. "Slow down, love." Niall chuckled lowly. She glared up at him. "Let me take my time with you." He murmured, his lips sweeping over her neck gently. She choked down a moan and settled her hips back on the sofa. She breathed deeply as Niall pulled back. He took in the sight of her swollen lips and heaving chest.

Niall kissed her with fire again. She rested her hands on his chest as he filled her with passion and desire. She gripped Niall's shirt tightly not wanting to lose control. Niall pulled her shirt over her head quickly. She sighed into his passionate kiss as he began to massage her breasts. His thumbs softly grazing her nipples again and again. She took the bottom of his shirt in her hands and pulled it up over his head. She threw it to the floor and pulled him closer. She sighed again, feeling his bare chest on hers. Niall backed away from her slowly then kissed down her neck to her chest. She gasped when he took her nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it lightly. Niall hooked his fingers into her panties as his mouth moved to her other breast.
He grunted against her flesh as he struggled to get her panties off. She giggled and reached down to help. She was out of her panties quickly. Niall smirked at her as he slid his hands under her rear. He moved her body on the sofa so her was head rested against the arm rest and her hips were closer to him. Niall's smirk grew as he placed her leg over the back of the sofa. When he bent forward and licked up her slit lightly, she moaned softly. "Ssshhh, baby." Niall chuckled. She bit down on her bottom lip. He then devoured her folds. His tongue brushing against her clit like butterfly kisses. She let her head fall back against the arm rest as she watched Niall explore every inch of her pussy with his mouth. She buried her hand in his hair as she tried to contain her moans. She sighed feeling his tongue slid along the outside of her opening. She groaned at the sensation of his tongue sliding into her. This was new. He'd never done this before. She gripped the edge of the sofa tightly as he pressed his fingers into her clit, rubbing gently. She grew impatient, waiting for him to be inside of her. She pulled his hair gently so he'd look up at her. When his eyes met her pleading gaze, he smirked into her skin. He returned to sucking on her clit ravenously. She clapped her hand over her mouth as to not scream. Her legs began to shake as he brought her to an orgasm.
Her body tensed against his touch as he sat up and leaned toward her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips feverishly. "Are you okay?" Niall asked with a concerned tone. She nodded with a sweet smile. His mischievous smirk returned, "I'm not even close to finished." He carefully slid his finger inside of her, making her jaw drop. He slowly pumped his fingers, kissing her gently. She gripped his shoulders as he slipped another finger inside of her and pumped faster. She held him tighter as she felt the tightening in her lower abdomen. Niall smirked because he could feel it as well. "Cum for me again, love." Niall urged her with a seductive tone. She dug her fingers into his shoulders as her body clenched around his fingers. She fell back into the sofa as her body lost some tension. As soon as she settled Niall's head dropped between her thighs again and ravaged her clit with his mouth.


Niall held her close as her body shook from the intensity of another orgasm. She rested her head on the arm rest as she tried to steady her breathing. He rubbed her arms gently and kissed her hair. She was exhausted from everything that Niall had been doing to her. She lifted her head from the arm rest, kissing his lips lightly. He pushed her hair behind her ear as he backed out of the kiss.
"Are you okay?" He inquired softly. His voice was sweet and gentle like it had been when they'd woken up that morning
"I can't. Not again." She stated with a soft voice, shaking her head quickly.
Niall laughed provocatively, "I think you're wrong." He lightly tapped her soaked flesh with a firm hand. She yelped as her hips raised from the sofa. Niall's sexy chuckle reverberated through the living room. He scooped her up in his arms before standing from the sofa. She didn't protest when Niall locked their lips once again. His kiss was delicate and slow. He knew she was near spent, but he needed more. He loved watching her writhe and call out his name. His eagerness to keep going also stemmed from the fact that he was harder than ever before, or, so he felt like.

Niall gently laid her on their bed, gazing at her fragile, panting frame. He knelt between her thighs slowly. His hands skimming up her reddened, hot, and wet inner thighs. A smile came to his lips once again as he felt pride for what he made her feel while lying on the sofa. Her hands smoothed up his abs to his sweat-soaked, hair-covered chest. She chewed on her lip as she saw the bulge in his jeans. Any apprehension she felt on the way to the bedroom washed away seeing the growth in his crotch and ravenous desire in his eyes.
"You don't have to say yes, love." Niall murmured, leaning over her. She could see that he meant the words but also that he wanted more. She smiled, the light of it reaching her eyes, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist.
"Come here, baby." She whispered, seduction in her voice. Niall grinned evilly and meshed his mouth to hers. His hands slid up her thighs toward her bum, pulling her closer once again. She carefully slipped her hands into his pants, pushing them off his hips and over his bum with ease. She loved the feel of his warm skin under her hands as she caressed his back and hips. Their lips locked with fierce lust made her all the more eager to continue the escapade he'd begun in the living room. "I swear to God, Niall..." She began, her voice filled with yearning.
"What?" Niall's voice dropped an octave, his accent thickening. He kicked his pants to the floor swiftly. "What are you going to do?" He asked, burying his hand in her hair, forcing her to look into his eyes.
"I'm going to do this myself if you don't do something." She whimpered, raising her hips to his, rocking them slowly. Niall pushed her pelvis back to the bed quickly with a smirk. She bit down on her bottom lip once more. She knew that Niall had plans now.
Niall guided his hard, pulsing dick into her still drenched core. His moan shook her. The sound of his relief and ecstasy made her want him even more. Slowly, his hips began to move in the primal rhythm they'd both been craving. Instantly, moans and soft whimpers escaped her lips in time with his thrusts. Niall stared down at her with intense eyebrows, trying to hold back so he could watch her come undone all over again.

"You're holding back." She gasped, seeing the struggle in his eyes. Niall just grunted and thrust a bit harder. "Don't hold back, baby." She murmured, squeezing his biceps before beginning to roll her hips in time with his thrusts. Niall pulled out quickly, leaving her feeling confused. She sat up on her elbows and gazed at him, "Niall?"
"Turn over." He grunted. She bit her lip and nodded. She flipped onto her stomach and waited for more instructions. Niall didn't speak; he grabbed her hips and pulled them up, making her get on her knees for comfort. With no warning, Niall jutted his hips forward, forcing himself inside her again. The moan that radiated from their mouths was shattering. His thrusts were quick and hard. Release for the both of them was the goal. She pleaded for him not to stop and he moved as hard and fast as his body would allow.

She gripped the bedding tightly, her knuckles turning white. Her head dropped forward, her hair acting like a curtain. Cries and moans of pleasure were never-ending from her it seamed like. Her throat felt dry and her voice was almost hoarse. Her legs shook like the world was splitting in two as Niall's fingers helped her to another orgasm. Her body folded over onto the mattress. Her face buried in the fabric as she gasped for a breath while his hips reminded her of a jack-hammer. His relentless thrusts and speed were making her squeal like never before. He could feel his insides churning with the heat of the orgasm he was about to have. He could feel another one rising within her as well. Her body was nearly limp but he could tell that her thighs and inner muscles were ready for another moment of pure ecstasy. His fingers swirled and teased her clit at the same speed his hips were devastating her.
"Niall." She managed to whimper before her voice was stolen. Her body tensed and she felt as though she could no longer move or breathe. The waves of unadulterated pleasure that shook her body were too intense for her to handle. Niall held her tightly as he reached his own peak of similar magnitude. His slack jaw and loud groans radiated through the house.
They collapsed on each other with no reservations. They couldn't hold themselves up for any longer. Niall rolled onto his back after just a moment, worrying about hurting her. She wanted to pick up her head to kiss the man that had literally rocked her world but she felt as though she had no strength. Instead, she watched his sweat soaked chest rise and fall with each labored breath. He looked magnificent in his post-coital glow. He always told her she had a glow about her after they'd made love, but little did he know, he had one as well.

"Niall." She spoke just above a whisper. It was all she could manage after being so vocal. Niall turned his head to her with a weak smile. "I love you." Niall smiled and dropped his hand to her head, ruffling her hair even more.
"I love you." He was very clearly still out of breath. "I'd kiss you, cuddle you, if I felt like I could move that much." He chuckled, realizing how crazy it'd gotten. She giggled softly and leaned into his hand. "Are you okay?" Niall inquired, thinking back to how hard and often she'd been cumming. She nodded slowly, the most movement she wanted to make. "Are you sure?" Now his nervousness was showing.
"I feel amazing. Pleasantly numb." She informed him with a huge smile. Niall gazed at her with loving eyes as he saw the glow he loved in her. "You need to do this to me more often." She giggled.
Niall's devilish grin reappeared, "I can arrange that." He pulled her into his side, his hand sliding down her back to her rosy-toned, hand-printed bum. "I can definitely arrange that." He snickered when her eyes showed a mix of fear and excitement.

Notes

Totally in honor of the fact that I get to see this lovely Irish Prince tomorrow! Guys I am so excited!

I hope you enjoy!

Peace&Love