'Till Death Do Us Part {Trilogy to TPL and LTF}

Chapter 38

Chapter 38

(Little explicit warning, however, not very bad)

~ Nina ~
When my back softly hit the wall, I kissed Niall harder.
His hands roamed my body until he reached for the hem of my shirt, along with his.
He kicked his foot up, closing our door to make sure no one could see us, especially the boys.
"Yeah, you want me to touch you, baby? You want me to make you feel good?" He mumbled against my lips.
"P-Please."
He slipped his hand down to my sweats and swiftly moved my panties aside, rubbing me gently.
"N-Ni." I gasped.
He left soft kisses on the exposed skin that was peeking over my bra.
Without warning, Niall slipped two of his long, slender fingers in my warmth and moved them quickly.
"Mmm, yes!" I screamed, placing my hands on his shoulders.
"Louder, princess. Fuck, louder."
I was almost certain everyone in the hotel could hear me screaming.
It feels so good, though.
And maybe I just need a little relaxer and Niall knows just how to make me feel better.
"Shit, you're so wet."
His fingers moved faster inside me as his lips found their way to mine.
I don't know why I'm going far like this.
I've never been this into sex.
Neither has he, not with me at least.
I don't even know how we got to this point.
Niall curled his fingers and I screamed.
"Right there! Yes, daddy!"
As soon as the words tumbled out of my mouth, my eyes went wide and he stopped his movements.
I can't believe I just called him daddy.
"I-I-"
"Say it again. Holy fuck you sound so hot. Say it. Scream it."
He started back up again, only this time, more intense.
"Yes, daddy! It feels so good."
It feels so weird to be calling him that.
I've never been a girl to think of calling their man 'daddy' during sex.
But, God does it feel daring to say it.
"That's right. I'm your daddy. I make you feel good." He rasped.
I could only take so much more.
Once Niall realized that, he looked into my eyes.
"Come undone, baby. All over my fingers."
His words were just enough.
My mouth gaped and my one palm banged against the wall behind me, while my other hand left scratches down his chest.
My legs started to shake and I worried that I'd fall to my knees because of the weakness.
My breathing became heavy and I laid my arms on Niall's shoulders along with my head.
"Good girl. Daddy's proud of his baby girl."
He removed his hand and licked his fingers clean, which made me whimper.
"Do you think you wanna go all the w-"
"No! I'm not ready. No, Niall don't make me do it." I started to panic.
My heart started beating hard again and my breathing came out as pants.
"Shhh, shhh; it's okay. We don't have to, princess. We're okay here. We'll take small steps. We'll take it slow."
Once I processed his words, I started to calm down a little.
"It's gonna be okay. We'll take it slow." He repeated.
"I'm sorry." I whispered.
It's so unfair of me to do that to him.
I let him make me feel good and refused to go farther with him.
It's not fair to him.
"It's okay. I'll wait as long as you want me to." He cracked a smile, kissing my lips softly.
A sudden knock at our door made my eyes widen and we rushed to get our tops back on.
"Just a minute!" I yelled.
Niall ran and dove for the couch and I quickly grabbed my phone, leaning against the wall.
After telling him to, Zayn came inside and Niall and I played it casually.
"Hey, what's up?" Niall asked him.
"We've got to go get ready for the show tonight." He explained.
Already?
But then I realized that it was 5:00 and that they had to leave.
Niall nodded, standing up as Zayn went to leave the room.
Just as he left and Niall and I both sighed in relief, he popped his head back in, smirking a little.
"Keep it down next time. We've got noise complaints."
My mouth gaped and my eyes went wide as Zayn left quickly.
I turned to Niall to see a smirk on his face.
"What the hell is that smirk for?!" I yelled at him.
"I'm glad they heard. I want people to know that you're mine and that I'm the one that makes you feel a certain way."
How is he not embarrassed right now?
"Oh, gosh. I'm so mortified. I can't look at the boys."
He chuckled and went to grab his sweatshirt.
"Well, lovebug, I've gotta go. You comin' tonight?"
"Maybe. But there's this new book I've downloaded on my nook, and I really want to get to it."
He nodded and slipped on his shoes.
"Got it. Well, tell me how it is if you read it."
He walked over to me and leaned his forehead on mine, looking into my eyes.
"I love you."
"I love you, too. Have fun tonight."
He kissed me softly and slowly, pulling away when there was another knock on the door.
When he left, I decided I would read my book, so I got comfortable on the couch.

~ Niall ~
"Christ, Niall. What the hell were you doing to her before you left?" Liam teased.
Oh, no.
Nina's gonna kill me if I tell them about this.
"What do you mean?" I asked, playing stupid.
"Don't act all innocent. You were totally fucking her. She was screaming her head off."
I shook my head, hating the words he used.
I never want to fuck Nina, not now, at least.
She's not ready for that and I like knowing that I'm making love to her.
"Maybe a little fingering but I didn't make love to her." I corrected his words.
"Oh, shit!"
"Stop! Holy shit, please don't talk about fucking, fingering, or making love to my sister." Louis groaned.
Poor guy.
"Well fine. How's Jess in bed?" Harry wiggled his eyebrows.
"Awesome. She's literally the best I've ever had. She's so loud and rough and she's totally the dominant type, although, sometimes she'll let me take over."
When the hell did we decide to start talking about our sex lives?
"So she's feisty, huh?"
"Totally."
I got up and walked to the back corner, facing the wall.
"Yo, Niall. You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I waved Harry off.
Not here; not now.
We've got a show in less than an hour.
I can't be doing this here.
The room had went quiet and I wiped my eyes before any tears could slip out.
"You can talk to us, Niall." Louis said.
Maybe I should.
It might be a good thing.
"It's stupid, really." I said, turning around to face them. "But it hurts a little to hear your girls sound so fine about the topic of sex, and then to have my girl get scared when I mention it. I mean, we were doing so well. She was getting better. Where did it go wrong? Nowadays I blame myself for her pain. I just don't know what to do."
I felt the tears again but I choked them back.
I'm not looking for their pity, and I think they sense that.
"You shouldn't blame yourself, Niall. You're the one who's helping her."
"I just wish it wasn't this hard." I sighed.
"It'll get easier; I promise. Soon enough you'll have a beautiful baby."
I shook my head, not believing Louis' words.
"Not if she can't do it again. Believe me, Lou, it won't happen for a long time. She's scared. You know how she's always happy when she's drunk?"
The boys all nodded.
"Well this time, she wanted to go farther but I told her no because I didn't want to take advantage of her. She started crying and thought I didn't love her because she lost the baby. It was pure pain, guys. And it hurt to see her like that."
Once again, the room was silent.
The door opened suddenly and someone notified us that we had to be out in two minutes.
"I know it's gonna be hard, Niall. But you can't give up. We know that you and Nina both want kids. You guys can't give up. You just need to keep trying." Zayn spoke up.
I know what they're saying is right, but it just seems impossible.
I nodded, giving a weak, defeated smile.
"Thanks, guys." I said quietly.
"C'mon, now. Let's go put on a show."