What A Feeling

Taking his hand, she leads him to the bedroom. Pausing at the side of her bed, Niall kisses her. His tongue urgently seeking out hers, finding it just as aggressive.
They can’t get close enough to each other, fast enough.
Niall tugs at her bottom lip with his teeth; then whispering in her ear. “So many times I’ve dreamt of being with you like this.”
She lays her hand alongside his cheek. “What if I don’t live up to your dreams?”
He takes her hand, kissing the palm. “There’s no chance of that, Darling.”

The rest of the world melts away for both of them.
Becca steps back, letting her dress fall to the floor. Niall watches intensely.
She stands in front of him, unbuttoning his shirt, tossing it across the room. He pulls her in tight, their bodies molding together perfectly.
“Your body feels so right against mine, more right than anyone, ever before.” Niall tells
her.
She smiles. “Like puzzle pieces.”
He grins. “Yeah, just like puzzle pieces.”

Becca is consumed by the strength of his arms holding her. As he buries his fingers in her hair, she has a flashback to the day they met; realizing that all their time together has been building to this moment.
Niall looks her up and down, biting his lip. “God, you’re beautiful, B.”
Her breath catches. “You make me feel so attractive, so desired.” She reaches back to unfasten her bra.
Niall is mesmerized as she finishes undressing for him, then climbs on the bed.
He fumbles trying to remove the rest of his clothes. Becca smiles at him sweetly. He lays down beside her, up on his elbow.
“Why so nervous, Horan? It’s just me.” She winks.
He grins. Leans in for a kiss, then tells her quietly. “Meeting you is the best thing that ever happened to me.”
Thank God this amazing man didn’t give up on me.

Niall lightly lays his hand at her neck, gliding it slowly, methodically down her body. Taking his time at her chest, then moving to the top of her thigh. There he traces his fingers back and forth. Her breath catching as his fingers move to her inner thigh, then proceeding north.
“Niall.” She whispers as he touches her. His light touch driving her crazy. His mouth covers hers, catching her moans as his touch escalates.
He removes his mouth, wanting to watch her come undone, to hear her cry out his name.
She doesn’t disappoint, screaming out Niall’s name as her back arches with the explosion of pleasure.
As he hovers above her, she reaches her hands to his shoulders, then wrapping them behind his neck as he leans down for a kiss.
“You’re incredible.” She tells him.
He smirks. “Darling, we’re just getting started.”

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