I told you their story wasn't over.
The couples consisting of Niall and Lyndsey, Harry and Sara, and Liam and Jiselle are all married. Their lives are changing from when their stories first began. They must learn how to operate as one within their...
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Niall and I were back at our hotel at the conclusion of the day. He sat on the edge of the bed, scrolling through Instagram, while I unpacked our belongings from the bag and hung them in the closet. Niall started playing love music after pairing his phone with the Bluetooth speaker. He leapt from his bed and walked up behind me. He gently caressed my arms and pressed his lips on my shoulder before heading towards my neck. I had a feeling this was going to end badly, so I hung up the hanger in my hand.
I gently placed my hand on the back of his head so he wouldn't pull away when he began nibbling on my neck, most doubt giving me a hickey. As he backed away, I felt compelled to pursue him farther.
"Don't stop," I pleaded as I turned to see him in the eyes.
He took my hand in his and slowly moved it to his lips, kissing me. "I adore you, Lyndsey," he whispered as he massaged my hand.
"I love you, too," I said, kissing him on the lips.
He grinned as he proceeded to tug my dress up. My garment was entirely undone before my eyes, and Niall threw it on the floor.
I only had on my bra and underpants on, I stood in front of my spouse. He led me to the bed and placed me on top of it. He removed his shirt and tossed it aside. He climbed on top of me and began kissing me from my neck to my stomach, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. When he got to my stomach, he paused and carefully stroked it before kissing it again. I could see he was looking forward to the arrival of the baby. He smiled as he gazed up at me.
He chuckled as he said, "Baby number two."
He climbed on top of me so that he could be on top of me. I unbuckled his belt and unfastened his pants before tugging them and his boxers off. I hurried to conceal my breasts that were flushed. Niall's jaw is clenched, and a nerve in his neck is strained as he wraps his hand around my neck. His free hand runs down the length of my spine. I hold my breath as his shadow descends over me. His veins pulsate through his skin as he playfully squeezed the front of my neck. As he nips at my bare shoulder, I hold back groans. He continues to tattoo my skin with kisses while humming lazily.
I reach up and grip the nape of Niall's neck, yanking him back down to my face. Our lips touch against each other. I'm about to toss my head back. Niall quickly closes his mouth around mine as I try to let out a high-pitched moan.
Our fingers entangle as he pokes his tongue inside my mouth. He placed his chest on top of mine with care. I threw my arms around Niall's back, drawing him in closer while also sliding my fingers up and down his skin, sending goosebumps down his spine. Niall could feel my erect nipples pressing up against his skin because my breasts were heated to his chest and squeezed together so tightly.
Niall kissed the back of my neck, and I began rising my hips in an attempt to feel some kind of friction. Niall extended one of his arms down between our conjoined bodies and grabbed ahold of his core without having to cease the love he was giving to my neck. He raised his hips by pressing his knees into the mattress and tugging on his shaft before lifting his head from my neck and hovering his face over mine.
