Deception (N.H)

CHAPTER 56: KISSING IT BETTER

!Warning!

Mature Content

"Will you just trust me?" I say, pushing him on the bed. "Why should I trust you?" He says, leaning back with his hands behind his head. "Because I said so." I say with a small smile before crawling on top of him. "We need to get dressed." I say, looking over at our clothes. "If someone didn't take off our fashionable towel outfits and push me on a bed, we would've already done so." He says, placing his hands on my thighs.

"Well, I couldn't kiss it better with those on now could I?" I say, running my hand along his stomach. "Bunny." He groans as I move my hips in a circular motion. I slowly move down his body before reaching his hard dick. I look up at him as I blow on the tip and watch him hiss. I place a kiss on the tip and spread the pre-cum around. "Bunny." He groans, bucking his hips. "Feeling better?" I ask, slowly wrapping my hand around him. He slowly shakes his head, his hands reaching to grab my hair.

I lean down, placing kisses from the tip to the bottom, smiling as I hear his whines. I place a kiss on the tip, running my thumb over the slit. "Fuck." He groans, throwing his head back. I smirk as I place one final kiss and move to hover over him, reaching down and placing the tip of his dick at my entrance.

"Fuck." I let out in a breathy voice as I sink down on him. His hands move to my hips as he waits for me to adjust. I slowly move up and down, watching his expressions.

"I don't think I can last long." He groans out, tightening his grip on me. "Good, we don't have much time." I pick up my pace, smirking as he throws his head back. I run my hand through his hair before gripping it tightly. "Cum." I whisper in his ear and I feel him twitch. I watch as his mouth falls open as he comes, his eyes squeezed shut. I let out a moan and stop moving as his finger circles my clit and I cum.

"Fuck." He says, slowing down his circles on my clit. "I don't think I've ever come that fast." He says as I push his hand away. I nod, resting my head on his chest. "We should get dressed." He says, rubbing my back. He slowly moves me off of him and grabs one of the towels we were wearing. He wipes himself off before grabbing another one and spreading open my legs. He slowly wipes the excess cum and throws the towel down. He helps me up and into the bathroom, leaving as I sit down on the toilet.

When I open the door, Niall is fully dressed, brushing his hair. I slowly make my way to the bed where my clothes are and put on the shirt. "No bra today?" Niall asks and I shake my head. "They kind of hurt." I mumble, gently rubbing them. "Anything I can do to help?" He asks and I shake my head with a smile. "It's okay, they'll be fine in a little while." He nods before making his way to the bed. "Do you think we can trust him?" He asks, watching as I put on my underwear. "I think we can rely on him for things and confide in him for other things." I reply, putting on a pair of shorts.

"Relying and confiding is different from trust." He says, watching as I grab a brush. "I know." I mumble, slowly brushing my tangled hair. "For now, he's the only one we've got so there's not much of a choice in trusting him or not." I continue, looking at Niall through the mirror. "There's three of us and we've all got each other's back. That's the kind of family we are and will continue to be no matter the circumstance." Niall says, getting up and making his way to me. "It's the Horans against the world." He says, wrapping his arms around me. "I'm not a Horan." I whisper, turning my head to face him.

"I, Niall the first, declare my appreciation for thou and ask for thy hand in marriage. Be my princess Bunny?" He whispers in my ear with a smile, holding one of his rings in front of me. I look at him expecting him to laugh, but he continues to stare at me. "Accepted." I whisper in shock, holding out my hand. He smiles and gently takes my hand, placing the ring on my finger. "I hate you, you know that." I say, looking at the ring. "I do." He smiles, holding my cheeks and kissing me.

"So when's the wedding?" I say with a laugh, running my fingers through his hair. "Let's runaway to Vegas and start a family owned bakery. We'll get married at a little chapel around the corner and have a few kids to be our workers." He smiles, his arms wrapping around my waist. "You've planned it out." I say and he shrugs, pecking my lips. "Of course I did. Can't ask for your hand in marriage when I don't have a plan." He mumbles and I shake my head. 

"I can't believe you remember that." I say, pushing hair away from his eyes. "It would have been very awkward if YOU didn't remember." He laughs and I shake my head pulling away. "I think she's laughing." I say as I feel our baby kicking me. "Got a shit sense of humour like your father, haven't you?"  He says, squatting down near my stomach. "You two are gonna have a ball with that." I say, running my hand through his hair. "We're gonna have so much fun irritating mummy." He says, smiling as the baby kicks. I look down at the loves of my life and smile. 

I watch as Niall talks to our baby, telling her about all the things he's gonna do and all the places he's gonna take her. I finish up my hair and makeup and grab my phone. I quietly take a picture of Niall talking to our baby. 

"Why are you hugging her stomach?"