Morning Voice

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"Baby girl" he mumbles 

"Yes, James?" I say softly as I continue my slow hand movements

"You're so good" he praises

I gently squeeze around his tip each time I move my hand up, earning soft, approving sounds from him.

I shuffle down over him so my mouth is just above his head. He watches me with hooded eyes and a slick with spit bottom lip. 

I lick a soft stripe over his tip and he twitches.

"Don't tease, baby girl" he warns

I take him in my mouth and slowly glide my tongue around him.

"Cassidy.. don't. tease." he warns once more, a bit more stern

I drop further around him, letting him slide further towards my throat. 

"Good girl... You feel so good, baby" he continues to praise

I feel him tapping against the back of my throat with each bob of my head. There's only an inch that I can't fit past my lips so I twist my hand around it.


"Awh~ Cass, I'm" he tries to warn me but I hold his hips and push down further, making all of him push into my warm mouth. I gasp around his length and shut my eyes tight, trying not to cry or gag. 

He groans as he spills down my throat. I force away a cough and pull up. He pants heavily and watches as I swallow his bitter cum and wipe at my bottom lip.

"You're so good, sweets.. you look so pretty, ya know" his rough, still tired voice tells me slowly

"You taste good" I grin

"I wanna taste you now, Petal" he smirks as he pulls me up over him then flips me so I'm on the bed


My eyes widen a little at his eagerness, but I don't question it. He leans down and deeply kisses me. I push my lips back against his. He hums softly as he pulls away. 

He kisses down my neck and exposed chest then further. His lips ghost over my flat stomach then he slides my thong, which was all I slept in, off my legs and tosses it to the tile floor.

"God, you're so pretty" he mumbles. His hot breath fans over my inner thigh. I shiver.

He bites at my thighs, leaving little marks everywhere, then he dives straight into my center.


My legs immediately go to close but he pushes them back open and growls against my heat.

"Be good for me" he growls

"Ye-yes, Niall" I whimper as his tongue viciously licks my clit.

After a few minutes of non-stop pleasure, my body is shaking and I'm so incredibly close. I feel his fingers making little circles and pushing my folds away, making more room for his tongue, then he plunges two fingers into my hole.

"Ah!~ Fuck!" I whimper as he curls his fingers immediately

"Is that good, Petal?" he asks as he continues to move his fingers inside of me

"Y-yes, Yeah, it's- fucking, so-" I can't seem to form a sentence as he pushes his fingers deeper. I whimper and grab handfuls of the bed sheet.

"Niall! Fucking- please, I need to finish" I whine

He does exactly as I ask. He thrusts his fingers into my and bends them each time, rubbing my sensitive walls and still making sure his thumb is touching my clit, rubbing small circles that make me flinch.

"You close?" he asks, his voice still rough and deep

I cry out, warning him, and I finish right there. My body tenses and my breath hitches. My eyes squeeze shut, and I bite down hard on my bottom lip. A loud, high-pitches whine escapes my throat and Niall praises me as he cleans me with his tongue.


When I'm over-sensitive, he climbs back up over me and strokes my cheek with his thumb.

"You sound so beautiful when you moan for me"

I blush and lean up, capturing his lips in a slow but hard kiss

"I love you" I mumble against his lips

"I love you too, darling... h'bout breakfast?" 


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