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The Only Time

Timed Blues

I slide my laptop off my lap next to me onto the couch and lean forward, absorbed with what is unfolding on the TV in front of me as I watch Supernatural. I rest my head in my hands with my fingers over my mouth. Tears well in my eyes as yet another tragic event occurs on this hellish program that I adore so much.

My apartment door slams. “I’m home, Kirsten!” Niall calls.

I pause Netflix, jump up and run to the help him with the groceries. I give Niall a quick peck on the lips and I take the brown sack of food and put it down on the counter as Niall opens the fridge to put away the items I don’t need for dinner.

“So you’re making spaghetti and meatballs?” Niall asks with excitement in his voice.

“Yup!” I answer, wiggling in my stance. “I already have the sauce going…” I make my way over to the stove, picking up a wooden spoon to stir the contents of the pot. I turn around, grabbing some basil that Niall bought and I chop it up roughly and sprinkle it in.

Niall wraps his arms around my waist, nestling his face in my hair. “I love when you cook for me,” he murmurs. He removes the hair from my neck and kisses my shoulder tenderly.

“I know you do,” I say, smirking. Niall puts his hand over mine, guiding it to the put the spoon down. He turns off the burner and twists me around in his arms. “What are you doing?” I ask, confused.

“I want to have a little fun,” Niall answers, grinning and raising an eyebrow.

Niall presses his lips against mine and I immediately melt into him. I nip at his bottom lip, wanting more. Niall and I open our mouths and I kiss him deeply, sucking on his tongue. He tastes so delicious; I feel myself grow full of desire. I want him—now. Niall slides his hands underneath my shirt and I break the kiss quickly so he can get my tee up over my head.

“Should we take this to the bedroom?” I ask, breathing heavily.

“No—right here,” Niall states almost animalistic. He bends his knees, picking me up and placing me on the island counter behind him. He takes off his T-shirt and unbuttons my denim shorts. “Lift up,” he commands and I do so. He then pulls the shorts off.

Niall kisses below my navel and I lean back on my elbows. I laugh girlishly and throw my head back as Niall leaves smooches all over my abdomen. When I no longer feel my boyfriend’s lips against my skin, I look up to find him rummaging around in the fridge. He pulls out the chocolate-covered strawberries I made for dessert.

“You’re going to spoil your dinner,” I scold jokingly when he returns to his spot in front of me.
“Shh,” he whispers. “…And taste.”

Niall holds a strawberry up to my mouth. Reluctantly, I take a slow, seductive bite. The sweetness of the chocolate and the tartness of the ripe strawberry explode in my mouth. I close my eyes, chewing and then swallowing. Niall kisses me passionately, licking my tongue.

“You taste good,” he chuckles. Niall’s hands travel down my body to my pelvic region. He massages me, making me moan ferociously. “I want you… right now,” he growls. He then unclasps my bra.

I kiss his neck and down his chest. I lick and suck on his nipples just the way he likes and Niall releases a low grunt from deep within. I unzip his jeans and shove my hand down his boxer briefs, stroking his hard member. He pulls down his bottoms and underwear. Then I lift myself once more so he can yank down my panties. The granite countertop is icy against my flesh, sending goose bumps across my skin.

“I’m going to ravage you, Kirsten,” Niall says harshly, but there is a hint of endearment in his eye.

I grip his neck from behind. “Do your worst.” I then kiss him deeply. “Oh!” I gasp when I feel him inside me.

Niall does not hold back as he thrusts himself in me; deeper and deeper. I place my hands on his strong shoulders for balance. I let out high-pitched yelps and moans as pleasure rattles through my body. My bottom slides slightly against the countertop with each powerful push.

Unable to sit up any longer, I lay against the counter, my back arched. With his hands gripping my hips for leverage, Niall cranes his neck down and suckles on my left nipple. The warm, tingly sensation between my legs increases. I run my fingers through Niall’s blonde hair, playing and pulling on it.

“Oh, Niall,” I moan. “Don’t, don’t stop.”

Niall stands up straight so he can get a better angle. His face twists as he concentrates on each quick thrust. Sweat beads on his forehead and upper lip; the muscles in his arms contract as he holds onto me for seemingly dear life.

A blooming flower: beginning at the roots, and growing into a beautiful masterpiece of nature, my orgasm begins. Starting in my core and spreading to my fingertips and my toes, a delightful burning sensation overtakes me. A pressure builds in my forehead as the rest of me become light-headed. I grab my breasts and begin to squeeze my nipples, adding to the pleasure as I start to lose control. I arch my back further, my head against the cold granite. My mouth gapes open as small gasps release from my throat. My hips roll into Niall, wanting more of him inside of me. Suddenly, my hips lock and I’m frozen.

“Oh, God!” I shout as I climax. A rush of endorphins immediately takes me over.

With a few more thrusts, Niall is done as well. He pulls out and grabs my hand, bringing me up to sitting position. He moves the sweaty strands of hair out of my face and kisses me softly.

“I love you like that,” he says, hoarse.

“Like what?” I ask, tilting my head.

“When you’re right about to come—you’re so beautiful.”

I tuck more hair behind my ear, looking down with rosy cheeks. “I love that look on your face when we’re making love; like you’re concentrating so hard,” I giggle. I glance back at the sauce, remembering what I was doing before we started this. “I should get back to dinner.”

“Let me help you,” Niall smiles.

I slide off the island counter and begin to get dressed. “Thanks.”

Notes

Well this is for Kirsten! I felt like adding food to this one since ya know, Niall and food. For those who don't know, Supernatural is an AWESOME show--highly recommended! I hope you all enjoyed this!

Kirsten's Outfit: http://tinyurl.com/lh5pccc
Title Credit: "Timed Blues" by Dead Sara

-DestroyShelbeyy

Comments

I love these! You're an amazing writer! (:

Thank you so much I really loved it! Totally worth the wait.

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10/20/15

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9/3/15

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9/3/15

@moonwalker

Sorry but requests are currently closed! I have like five of them to do. Lol.

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9/3/15