In Too Deep

Wylla walked up the steps to Niall's house. She was in awe of it. She didn't realize that his house was so large. She smiled as she thought of how every room would be filled with mountains of books. Wylla knocked on the door gently, nervous about how the night was going to play out. After class she ran back to her dorm to shower and make herself more presentable just in case Niall wanted a repeat of what happened in the lecture hall. Wylla tapped her foot slowly, waiting for Niall to answer. Her wish had been granted when he answered the door wearing jeans, a t-shirt and no shoes. Wylla bit her lip when her eyes met Niall's.
"Hey Wylla." Niall grinned reaching out for her hand. He gently pulled her inside. "I made some supper. Are you hungry?" Niall asked as he closed the door behind him. She nodded with a small smile. Niall took her bag and hung it on the coat rack. "You changed your clothes since I saw you last." Niall stated as Wylla carefully removed her flats.
Wylla nodded shyly and blushed, "Yeah. I kind of had to." Niall blushed for a moment as well, giving a single nod as a response.
"Well, you look great." Niall complimented her relaxed jeans and slightly worn out Eagles shirt.
"Thanks." Wylla chewed the inside of her cheek as she followed Niall to the kitchen.
"Sorry about eating in the kitchen. My dinning room table is filled with assignments that I need to grade." Niall chuckled as he started to set the table.
Wylla shook her head, "It's fine. I don't usually even eat at a table. I'm usually in my bed studying." Niall nodded and grabbed a beer from the fridge.
"This is going to sound really bad but..." Niall began looking up to the ceiling. "How old are you?" He inquired.
"Nineteen." Wylla answered softly. Niall smiled and handed her the beer in his hand. Wylla thanked him mid laugh and cracked open the beer. "Isn't it in my student profile how old I am?" Wylla asked Niall as she sat down at the table.
"Yes. But I rarely look at those. I just enter grades." Niall replied moving toward the stove. Wylla began chewing the inside of her cheek again. Within moments, Niall was back at the table, a very large serving dish of pasta in his hands. He set it up in the middle of the table along with two more beers and silverware.
"How are you liking your other classes?" Niall inquired as he sat down across from Wylla.
She shrugged, "They're okay. I don't like that I'm being made to take math and science classes but I guess it can only help me in the long run. Might need to use some of it when I'm writing."
Niall smiled warmly, "That's my girl. Make the best of it." Wylla's breath caught in her chest for a moment. My girl. The thought of Niall claiming her again was making her heart race. He was beautiful and smart and he was claiming her. Wylla let the thought go when Niall leaned over the table a bit. She took the chance to actually look at Niall; the way she couldn't in class. The white tshirt was loose around the waist but showed of his chest and arms. He was strong but not too built. His biceps were large, that she knew from holding him so tightly while they had sex on his desk. His chest hair was peeking out just a little more because of the deep V in the shirt. Wylla chewed her bottom lip as Niall leaned over a little more to serve her the pasta.
"How was your day?" Wylla asked Niall as he sat down again.
He shrugged, "It was okay. Dealt with some asshole kids that felt like they were entitled. That's about it. Graded papers." Nial smirked a bit and added, "Then my day exceeded expectations." Wylla blushed and tucked her hair behind her ear.


Wylla sat snuggled into Niall's side as they watched another film. She wanted to be loving on him more than she was but she was too uncertain of what to do. Should she just kiss him? Place her hand on his thigh a little too close to his crotch? Should she tell him that she wanted to be naked in his arms? She was too confused so she looked at her watch. It was just after ten. Wylla sighed and sat up. Niall looked at her curiously.
"It's getting a little late. I should go." Wylla said as she stood up. "Thank you for the first relaxing evening I've had since I started uni." Wylla smiled politely. She was so nervous and unsure of how to handle the situation. Wylla made her way toward the front door without waiting for Niall to say anything. As she reached the front door, she heard Niall say her name in that perfect Irish accent. He grabbed her arm gently and pushed the door closed. He meshed his lips to hers with a fire that Wylla had never felt before. She wound her arms around Niall's neck and melted into him. Wylla moaned into his kiss when she felt his tongue caressing hers.
"Stay with me, Wylla." Niall pleaded after breaking the kiss. "Just stay." Wylla didn't respond with words. She wound herself around Niall almost completely, her lips devouring his once again. Niall lifted her from the floor, forcing her legs around his waist. He carried her toward the staircase as she threaded her fingers through his hair tenderly.

Niall smirked into the kiss and took the opportunity to feel Wylla's rear like he hadn't been able to while fucking her against his desk. He was ready to have her in his bed. He hadn't stopped thinking about it all day. He wanted to be with her the right way. Being able to feel every bit of her skin on his. He wanted more than just five minutes of rough, primal pleasure.
Niall carefully pushed open his bedroom door, carrying Wylla inside. Niall carefully laid her back on the bed with a smile. She grinned into the kiss and dropped her legs from his waist. Niall backed out of the kiss slowly, gazing into Wylla's perfect hazel eyes. He brushed her long locks from her face. Wylla smiled at him nervously and ran her hands through his fluffy, blonde hair. Niall placed a sweet kiss on her lips. Wylla relaxed into the bed when Niall held her tighter. Her lips locking and unlocking with Niall was what she'd been dreaming about since she'd left his classroom that day.
Niall sat up, bringing Wylla with him. Wylla straddled his thighs then meshed her lips to his again, caressing his stubbled cheeks softly. Niall gently slipped his hands under her shirt, stroking the warm, silky flesh of her hips and back. Without startling her, Niall began to lift her shirt up. Wylla held her arms over her head, allowing Niall to remove her shirt. Her cheeks turned pink when Niall smiled at her. In the lecture hall, he hadn't seen her naked and now she'd become a little shy. Niall peppered Wylla's breasts with light kisses, trying to make her less shy. Wylla loved the way it felt; Niall's lips were soft and he was gentle with her. Wylla gathered the bottom of his shirt in her hands and carefully pulled it up over his head. She threw the sexy, white v neck onto the floor. Niall grinned slightly the moment Wylla placed her hands on his chest. He could tell that she loved the feel of his chest hair underneath her finger tips. Wylla buried her hands in the back of Niall's hair then forced her lips onto his once again.
Niall caressed her back with light, teasing fingers. It sent shivers down her spine. Wylla tensed a bit in Niall's arms when she felt his fingers on the clasp of her bra. She backed out of the fire filled kiss and gazed into Niall's eyes nervously. He unhooked the garment then dragged the straps down her arms sensually. Wylla's skin turned pink all over. Even her now exposed breasts were blushing. Wylla chewed on her lip as Niall brushed his thumbs over her breasts. His lightly, sweeping strokes were driving her crazy. He leaned forward, placing a soft, sweet kiss on both of her breasts. He laid her back on the pillows with another grin. He stayed sitting on his knees and removed Wylla's jeans. Her excitement picked up seeing herself so bare in front of Niall. It was the moment that she thought of when she was alone in the shower or tub and even when she knew that Maddie was sound asleep.
"You are beautiful." Niall whispered to Wylla. Niall reached for her panties but was stopped by Wylla's soft, warm hands. She sat up and placed her fingers on the button of Niall's jeans. She carefully unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans like she had in the lecture hall. She pushed the tight denim off his hips and over his bum with care. Wylla grinned when Niall quickly pushed the jeans off his legs and threw them onto the floor. Niall reached for Wylla's panties again, this time she allowed him to remove them. Niall placed his hand on her chest and eased her onto the pillows. "You really are gorgeous." Niall murmured with a smile. Wylla's cheeks flushed; she'd never really been called beautiful or gorgeous before. Most of the time she had her ex telling her how hot she was. Niall leaned over her and pressed his mouth to hers. She happily accepted the kiss, locking and unlocking her lips with Niall's. Wylla rested her hands on his chest, stroking the chest hair that she'd so come to adore so much more over the course of the day. Niall planted soft, wet kisses down her torso after separating his lips from hers. Wylla wriggled underneath him slightly in anticipation.

Niall reached his destination with a smile. He kissed Wylla's thighs lightly, tracing back toward the spot he really wanted to make a mark on. Wylla chewed on her bottom lip watching Niall tease her with soft kisses so closer to her center. She ran her fingers through his fluffy, blonde hair again. Without any more toying, Niall kissed the already wet folds of Wylla's womanhood. He hummed then opened his mouth to take her. Wylla gasped and threw her head back into the pillow when Niall clamped his lips around her sensitive clit. She writhed underneath him, trying to control herself as Niall made her feel like she'd never been touch by a man before. Wylla tried to relax but the way Niall was moving his tongue was driving her crazy. She felt like she couldn't be still. Niall chuckled and held her hips to the bed with a strong hand. Wylla giggled and exhaled slowly, trying to be a little less aggressive.
Niall's lips left her tender, soaked center. He kissed back up her torso to her lips. Wylla smirked and slipped her hands into the waist of his briefs. She slowly pushed them down, her hands gliding over his rear. She smiled into his kiss, thinking of how perfect his ass felt. Niall kicked his underwear from the bed quickly. He lifted himself up just a bit but kept his lips locked with Wylla's. She nipped at his bottom lip, coaxing him into a deeper passion. He dropped his hips and thrust into her carefully. Wylla's hips came off the bed instantly, her breathe caught in her chest at the feeling of him being inside her again. Niall's jaw dropped and his eyes closed. He could feel that she was tightening around him already. Niall slowly began to pump his hips. Wylla moaned but muffled the sound by biting her bottom lip.
"I love the way you do that." Niall whispered to her the way he had in the lecture hall. Wylla smiled and lifted her head from the pillows to capture his lips with hers. Niall happily slammed his mouth to hers, wanting to feel every single part of her. Wylla wrapped her legs around his waist, allowing him deeper inside her. She gripped his shoulders like she was holding onto her sanity. Niall smiled into the kiss as Wylla's hands began to explore his body. Wylla smoothed her hands over his back, feeling every muscle tensing as he thrust deep inside of her. Wylla broke the kiss with a whimper. He could feel that her body was close to the edge. Niall smiled even more when he felt her legs unwind from his waist, her foot slipping down his leg.

Wylla couldn't believe the way he felt. Every lunge forward made her gasp and writhe. The texture of his skin was soft but so manly, even his legs as she caressed them with her feet for just a moment. Niall slid his hand up her thigh, pulling her closer. Wylla moaned and arched her back at the sensation of Niall being even deeper inside of her. Wylla gripped Niall's back tightly, feeling that hollowing in her lower stomach. She panted his name as her insides clenched around him. She trembled in his arms much like she had in the lecture hall. Niall slowed his hips and dropped his head to her shoulder. She clung to him, kissing his shoulders and neck lightly. Niall stopped thrusting when she whimpered his name.
Wylla smiled as she relaxed into the bed. Her soft smile turned into a smirk after just a moment. She quickly flipped them on the bed so she was straddling Niall. He gazed up at her with a bit of shock. She slid onto him with no hesitation. Niall groaned a little at the feeling of how tight she was still. Wylla leaned forward and pressed her lips to his as she began to bounce her hips slowly. Niall's head dropped to the pillows. He gazed up at her with lustful eyes, settling his hands on her hips to support her. She enjoyed the new sensation created between them. Wylla rested her forehead on Niall's as she began to rock her hips back and forth. Niall groaned at the new feeling. He buried his hands in her hair and kissed her with fire. Wylla moaned into his kiss, that quaking feeling bubbling inside her once again. Niall grabbed her hips again and forced her hips to move harder and faster. Wylla cried out loudly, gripping the sheets on either side of Niall's body, waves of ecstasy rolling through her body. Niall's was surprised when his body couldn't hold on any longer. He held Wylla's hips down as he felt his orgasm wash over him. Wylla's insides were still clenching as he had his release inside of her.

Wylla collapsed on Niall's chest, panting and trembling. He wound his arms around her waist gently. Wylla smiled hearing Niall's heart pounding in his chest. She kissed his sweat covered chest tenderly before tucking her head underneath his chin. Niall caressed her hot, damp back gently. Wylla hummed softly at the sensation. Niall brushed Wylla's long locks off her back and neck before kissing her forehead. The moment was ruined when Niall's phone began ringing. Wylla frowned a bit when he picked it up.
"Hello?" He nearly grunted into the speaker. He obviously wasn't happy about the call either. He was silent as the person on the other end spoke. Wylla looked up to see Niall was stoned faced, almost angry. "That's a shame." Niall sounded even more uninterested. "Yes. I'll mark you excused." Niall sighed heavily. "Good night." He hung up then through the phone back on the night stand. Wylla slid off his body and sat cross legged beside him. "What are you doing, baby?" Niall asked Wylla with a gentle voice. She shook her head. "My cell phone number is listed on every students syllabus for emergencies." Niall chuckled. She nodded, remembering seeing it on her paper at the beginning of the semester. "Come here." Niall pulled her hand carefully, beckoning her to lie down with him. Wylla laid beside him, curling into his side. She rested her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest. "You're the only girl in my bed, you know that right?" Niall asked her softly. She shrugged a bit. "I don't make a habit of having relationships with students. It's not a good idea. I could lose my job over it." Niall informed her. Wylla nodded slowly and stroked his stubble covered cheek slowly. "What time do your classes start tomorrow?" Niall asked taking a peek at the clock on the opposite side of the bed.
"I have one class at two tomorrow. When do yours start?" She replied quietly.
"I have three lectures. I have to be in at eight. Then office hours until six again." Niall answered. Wylla just nodded again. "Come on. Let's sleep." Niall held her tightly and turned out the light. Wylla relaxed into Niall and the bed and let her eyes slide shut.

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