What A Feeling

Back at the house, a war wages between Becca’s head and her heart.
Her heart clearly wanting to be with Niall in every way possible; her head warning her of the dangers.
“You alright, B?” Niall asks.
“Um…” At first she plans to say yes, then decides to tell him the truth. “Do you ever feel confused? Your head telling you one thing, and your heart another.”
Niall smiles, pulling her into an embrace. “Everybody does.” He pulls back slightly, to meet her eyes. “There’s no rush, Darling. I’ll be right here waiting while you figure it out.”
Getting on her tiptoes, she leaves a sweet kiss on his cheek. “Thank you for being so patient with me, Niall.”

Up in her room, she heads out to the balcony, deciding she needs some fresh air.
Engrossed in her own thoughts, she doesn’t even notice Niall join her. He flips a switch, causing hundreds of twinkle lights to illuminate the balcony.
Before she can turn around, he is behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. The feel of his lips on her neck, causing a reaction throughout her body.
What is wrong with me? Why do I doubt this? This feeling of being in his arms, it feels too good to be wrong.
He continues to kiss her neck with his hands resting on her waist, just above her jeans, under her shirt.
Her bare skin burning up under his hands. She turns to face him. His mouth is on hers, she tugs at his tongue with her teeth, spurring him on.
His hands move to the bottom button of her jersey. He undoes it, slowly working his way up the buttons, till the jersey hangs open.
Niall steps back, taking in the green lace of her bra, and what is spilling out from it. “Ah, B, you’re incredible.” His mouth back on her neck, then working it’s way down to the edge of the lace.
Her head flung back in pleasure, her hands resting on his hips.
All of a sudden he stops, blowing out a hot breath that tickles her chest. He kisses her sweetly on her forehead. “Good night, B.”
She grabs his arm. “Niall, what’s wrong?”
He smiles. “Nothing, Darling. We need to stop for tonight.”
“Why do we need to stop?”
“Because I need you to be one hundred percent sure about us.” Then laying his hand alongside her face. “I couldn’t stand it if I was something you regretted.”

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