I Thought You'd Care
Chapter 21: I'm Hungry
Chapter 21: I’m Hungry
Nell’s POV
Niall had been laughing when he tossed me down onto the bed. He slowly stopped as he noticed the way I was biting my lip, and I watched his eyes fill with lust. I felt his arm slip under me, so it was wrapped around my waist, and slowly, ever so slowly, he leaned in. Soon, our lips were only a millimeter apart. I could feel his breath on mine. The slightest movement from either of us would close the gap and connect our lips. I was trying desperately to stop, keep it in suspension, wait for him to crack, but I couldn’t resist, and I leaned forward, and then we were kissing.
It was a passionate kiss, one that resulted in us rolling over and me lying on top of him while we kissed. I started to tug a bit at the bottom of his shirt, without quite realizing what he was doing, until he sat up and broke us apart. “Are you sure?” He asked.
“Yeah,” I said, as I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his abs. I put my hands on his stomach and kissed him again, while he wrapped his arms around me. I abruptly pulled away as I remembered my spandex shorts, which had not, in fact, been needed. “Um, Niall? Could you maybe turn around for a second?”
He grinned and obliged. I quickly pulled them off and tossed them away, before grabbing around his waist and kissing him on his neck, eliciting a quiet moan from him. He turned around and we started kissing again, still sitting on the bed, and ever so slowly, I felt his hand creep up my leg. Moment of truth, I thought. He reached the place where the fabric started, and he played with it a little bit, twirling it in his hands. I stood up, detaching myself from him, and slowly pulled it off, seeing his eyes widen and his pants get a bit tight around the crotch. I smirked a bit and stared at him while he stood up and wrapped his arms around my waist again, kissing me. “You look amazing,” he said.
We stood like that for a while, our bodies pressed together, our kiss deepening. Our tongues were battling each other and finally I couldn’t take it anymore. I reached down and palmed him a bit through his jeans, making him groan. I fumbled with the belt buckle, never stopping the kiss, and finally pulled it off him, throwing it on the ground amongst my dress and his shirt. I unbuttoned his pants and slid them down. He didn’t object this time, and stepped out of them hastily. Still kissing, I started touching him through his boxers, I felt his length getting harder and harder. I tugged at his waistband a little bit, and just pulled down his boxers. His length sprung up and slapped his stomach and I smiled into the kiss while I pumped him a little bit. He gasped and then, yet again, pulled away from the kiss. “Nell, are you absolutely sure?” I nodded and leaned in, biting his lip, making him moan again while I pumped his shaft. Slowly, I moved to his neck and I kissed him, leaving marks, listening to him groan. Finally, I bent down so I was level with his crotch.
I continued running my hand along him, and I lightly licked his head, watching him shake a little bit. Again, I slowly licked him along the head, tasting his salty pre-cum. “Don’t tease me,” he moaned, and I obliged, taking him into my mouth. I slowly added more of him until I felt him hit the back of my mouth. “Oh my god, do you even have a gag reflex?” He asked, moaning, while I continued to move back and forth on his cock. Finally, I felt him twitch, and he released himself into my mouth. I swallowed his cum and stood back up. He slung an arm around my waist and pulled me close to him, so that our foreheads were touching and we were staring right into each other’s eyes. “I like you,” he said.
Trying to add a bit of humor to the situation, I said, “Because I just gave you a blowjob?”
He leaned in and kissed me tenderly on the lips, then pulling away and saying softly, “No. Well, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it, but I mean you. I just like all of you and everything about you.”
“I like you, too, Niall.”
“Then allow me to repay the favor.” He threw me down on the bed and jumped on top of me, kissing me. I felt his hands move to my chest, and he caressed my breasts over the bra. I moaned, and he reached behind me and adeptly unsnapped my bra with one hand. He threw it over his shoulder and onto the floor, and I felt his hands on my boobs again. He twisted my nipples, and I gasped, feeling them harden. He grinned into the kiss.
He slowly moved down, kissing his way over to my neck, where he left love bites, making me moan. He slowly kissed his way to my breasts, where he sucked on one nipple, playing with the other one, and then switching sides. I felt myself getting unbelievably wet as he played with my chest. I felt him slowly kiss down my stomach until he was right above my panties. He tugged at the waistband and, unbearable slowly, pulled them down. I kicked them off and he grinned cheekily up at me before continuing. He kissed up my inner thighs, and I felt him getting close to my core and I bucked my hips, moaning, trying to initiate the contact. Suddenly, I felt a hand slowly rub my clit and I gasped. “Oh, god, Niall.” I moaned. He started rubbing circles around it, finally switching to his tongue. I moaned loudly as he inserted a finger into me and started pumping. As he added another one, I felt him hit my g spot and I nearly screamed. Adding a third, I felt a familiar pressure in me, and as he curled his fingers inside me I yelled, “Oh, Niall, I’m coming!” as I released my juices onto him.
He grinned as he pulled his fingers out and licked them seductively, grinning cheekily at me. I looked down and realized that he was fully hard again. I waited to see what he would do next, but he seemed unsure, too, so I sat up and kissed him again, pumping his dick more. “Do you have a…” I started to ask, but before I even finished the question he opened a drawer and pulled out a foil wrapped package. He tore it open with his teeth and reached down, putting on the condom. I was wet already again.
He lay me down, and I looked up at him, waiting to feel him inside me. A few moments passed, though, and I felt nothing, just looked at him, motionless. My core trembled, wanting him more than anything, when I heard him say, “Are you absolutely, one hundred percent sure?” He asked.
I groaned. “Oh, my god, Niall, just get inside me.” And he grinned, as if that was all the motivation he needed, and I felt him slowly ease into me. He was so big, it took a while for me to accept him, but after a while, he fit perfectly, and he started going faster and faster. I felt my high building, and I breathed, “Niall, I’m going to come.”
“Just hold it in, babe, a little longer, I’m close.” I did as he said, and soon I heard him grunt and say, “Go,” and I did. I let myself go and I felt my juices flow all over his cock, and I felt him come, too. He bent down and kissed me, lightly, and pulled himself out of me, leaving me aching. I stood up and watched his cock slowly deflate. We were left standing there, staring at each other, when he pulled me close and kissed me passionately. Out of nowhere, he squeezed me tight and broke the kiss, just hugging me.
He pulled away and gave me one last kiss before grinning mischievously. “Do you want to get dressed? Because I’m hungry.”
Nell’s POV
Niall had been laughing when he tossed me down onto the bed. He slowly stopped as he noticed the way I was biting my lip, and I watched his eyes fill with lust. I felt his arm slip under me, so it was wrapped around my waist, and slowly, ever so slowly, he leaned in. Soon, our lips were only a millimeter apart. I could feel his breath on mine. The slightest movement from either of us would close the gap and connect our lips. I was trying desperately to stop, keep it in suspension, wait for him to crack, but I couldn’t resist, and I leaned forward, and then we were kissing.
It was a passionate kiss, one that resulted in us rolling over and me lying on top of him while we kissed. I started to tug a bit at the bottom of his shirt, without quite realizing what he was doing, until he sat up and broke us apart. “Are you sure?” He asked.
“Yeah,” I said, as I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his abs. I put my hands on his stomach and kissed him again, while he wrapped his arms around me. I abruptly pulled away as I remembered my spandex shorts, which had not, in fact, been needed. “Um, Niall? Could you maybe turn around for a second?”
He grinned and obliged. I quickly pulled them off and tossed them away, before grabbing around his waist and kissing him on his neck, eliciting a quiet moan from him. He turned around and we started kissing again, still sitting on the bed, and ever so slowly, I felt his hand creep up my leg. Moment of truth, I thought. He reached the place where the fabric started, and he played with it a little bit, twirling it in his hands. I stood up, detaching myself from him, and slowly pulled it off, seeing his eyes widen and his pants get a bit tight around the crotch. I smirked a bit and stared at him while he stood up and wrapped his arms around my waist again, kissing me. “You look amazing,” he said.
We stood like that for a while, our bodies pressed together, our kiss deepening. Our tongues were battling each other and finally I couldn’t take it anymore. I reached down and palmed him a bit through his jeans, making him groan. I fumbled with the belt buckle, never stopping the kiss, and finally pulled it off him, throwing it on the ground amongst my dress and his shirt. I unbuttoned his pants and slid them down. He didn’t object this time, and stepped out of them hastily. Still kissing, I started touching him through his boxers, I felt his length getting harder and harder. I tugged at his waistband a little bit, and just pulled down his boxers. His length sprung up and slapped his stomach and I smiled into the kiss while I pumped him a little bit. He gasped and then, yet again, pulled away from the kiss. “Nell, are you absolutely sure?” I nodded and leaned in, biting his lip, making him moan again while I pumped his shaft. Slowly, I moved to his neck and I kissed him, leaving marks, listening to him groan. Finally, I bent down so I was level with his crotch.
I continued running my hand along him, and I lightly licked his head, watching him shake a little bit. Again, I slowly licked him along the head, tasting his salty pre-cum. “Don’t tease me,” he moaned, and I obliged, taking him into my mouth. I slowly added more of him until I felt him hit the back of my mouth. “Oh my god, do you even have a gag reflex?” He asked, moaning, while I continued to move back and forth on his cock. Finally, I felt him twitch, and he released himself into my mouth. I swallowed his cum and stood back up. He slung an arm around my waist and pulled me close to him, so that our foreheads were touching and we were staring right into each other’s eyes. “I like you,” he said.
Trying to add a bit of humor to the situation, I said, “Because I just gave you a blowjob?”
He leaned in and kissed me tenderly on the lips, then pulling away and saying softly, “No. Well, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it, but I mean you. I just like all of you and everything about you.”
“I like you, too, Niall.”
“Then allow me to repay the favor.” He threw me down on the bed and jumped on top of me, kissing me. I felt his hands move to my chest, and he caressed my breasts over the bra. I moaned, and he reached behind me and adeptly unsnapped my bra with one hand. He threw it over his shoulder and onto the floor, and I felt his hands on my boobs again. He twisted my nipples, and I gasped, feeling them harden. He grinned into the kiss.
He slowly moved down, kissing his way over to my neck, where he left love bites, making me moan. He slowly kissed his way to my breasts, where he sucked on one nipple, playing with the other one, and then switching sides. I felt myself getting unbelievably wet as he played with my chest. I felt him slowly kiss down my stomach until he was right above my panties. He tugged at the waistband and, unbearable slowly, pulled them down. I kicked them off and he grinned cheekily up at me before continuing. He kissed up my inner thighs, and I felt him getting close to my core and I bucked my hips, moaning, trying to initiate the contact. Suddenly, I felt a hand slowly rub my clit and I gasped. “Oh, god, Niall.” I moaned. He started rubbing circles around it, finally switching to his tongue. I moaned loudly as he inserted a finger into me and started pumping. As he added another one, I felt him hit my g spot and I nearly screamed. Adding a third, I felt a familiar pressure in me, and as he curled his fingers inside me I yelled, “Oh, Niall, I’m coming!” as I released my juices onto him.
He grinned as he pulled his fingers out and licked them seductively, grinning cheekily at me. I looked down and realized that he was fully hard again. I waited to see what he would do next, but he seemed unsure, too, so I sat up and kissed him again, pumping his dick more. “Do you have a…” I started to ask, but before I even finished the question he opened a drawer and pulled out a foil wrapped package. He tore it open with his teeth and reached down, putting on the condom. I was wet already again.
He lay me down, and I looked up at him, waiting to feel him inside me. A few moments passed, though, and I felt nothing, just looked at him, motionless. My core trembled, wanting him more than anything, when I heard him say, “Are you absolutely, one hundred percent sure?” He asked.
I groaned. “Oh, my god, Niall, just get inside me.” And he grinned, as if that was all the motivation he needed, and I felt him slowly ease into me. He was so big, it took a while for me to accept him, but after a while, he fit perfectly, and he started going faster and faster. I felt my high building, and I breathed, “Niall, I’m going to come.”
“Just hold it in, babe, a little longer, I’m close.” I did as he said, and soon I heard him grunt and say, “Go,” and I did. I let myself go and I felt my juices flow all over his cock, and I felt him come, too. He bent down and kissed me, lightly, and pulled himself out of me, leaving me aching. I stood up and watched his cock slowly deflate. We were left standing there, staring at each other, when he pulled me close and kissed me passionately. Out of nowhere, he squeezed me tight and broke the kiss, just hugging me.
He pulled away and gave me one last kiss before grinning mischievously. “Do you want to get dressed? Because I’m hungry.”
8/19/13