This City [n.h]

11. small talk

WARNING: The following chapter includes graphic, sexual scenes that may not be comfortable for people under the age of 16. Please ONLY read if you are comfortable or if you are 18+.

Isobel's P.O.V.

I'm staring right back into Niall's blue eyes, both of our eyes filled with so much intensity and desire.

"You tell me if you want to.." He whispers, pulling down the straps of my top. My breath hitches at his fingers touching my bare shoulder.

He puts his hands under my thighs, hoisting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and wrap my arms around his neck, my heart beating fast.

"Let me take care of you tonight..please." He says, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

"It's been awhile since I had..sex, Niall. I don't want to disappoint you." I blushed, hiding my face with some of my hair.

He grabs my chin firmly, making me look at him again. "You won't disappoint me, darling. I promise you. Remember, no judgement?"

I giggle, shaking my head at his comment. "You are ridiculous."

"Only around you, baby." He says, making my face all red again. These pet nicknames will be the death of me.

"Take care of me tonight." I whispered.

Niall smiled, pressing his lips against mine gently. He starts walking us towards the couch, not once breaking apart the kiss. He lays me down on the couch, hovering over me. I pulled away for a bit, trying to catch my breath while Niall starts leaving small kisses over my chin to my neck. I moan when he starts sucking on a certain spot on my neck, most likely leaving a mark there.

I grab his face, bringing him back to my lips. He bites my bottom lip making me gasp, giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue in. His tongue exploring every inch of my mouth, he is savoring the taste of me as if I was the last meal he'll ever have. He lowly groans when I slowly started to massage my tongue against his. His hand go down to my jeans, unbuttoning them very fast.

I pull away to breath again and he pulls off my jeans swiftly leaving me in just my bodysuit. I shyly look the other way, feeling a bit insecure. He gently grabs my chin, making me look at him again. "You're beautiful, Isobel. Do not think for a damn second that you aren't." He says, gently pressing his lips against mine then pulling away.

I slowly unbutton the small button at my vagina area which was keeping the bodysuit intact. I kept my eyes locked on Niall's as I finally took off the bodysuit. I'm currently naked with Niall Horan hovering over me. Totally not nervous.

His eyes wander from my eyes to every part of my body, I could feel myself getting wetter just by his gaze. He visibly gulps when looking at my breast and my vagina, making me feel shy again. I tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear, looking up at him. He leans down, starting to kiss my neck then trailing down to my chest. I tug at the hem of shirt, indicating I want his shirt off to which he quickly slip it off. He goes to my right boob, slowly kissing all around it then slowly sucking on my nipple.

I moan and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. He starts to suck even more harder and faster making me moan louder. He leaves my nipple for a bit, sucking right above it and leaving another mark on me. I start to unbutton his pants quickly, he helps me out by kicking them off. The only piece of clothing left are his boxers which are displaying a huge bulge. My vagina is going to be destroyed by end of this night.

Niall starts giving attention to my left boob, also giving it the same treatment he did with the right one. I run my fingers through his hair, slighting tugging at some points while moaning when the pleasure became a little bit overwhelming for my body.