Which would go better around this photo of me and Niall? The pink border or the orange border? I sat in the floor of our living room with with an ocean of photos, stickers, borders, scissors, and glue surrounding me. I was making a scrapbook of all of our memories that we shared in the year we have been together. I sighed and looked around the living room with photo covered walls. Some of the photos were when him and the boys were on the X Factor, and progressing up through the years. There were awards there, too, which he displayed proudly.
I looked at the clock on the wall and sighed again. He was late. He was out on tour with the boys, and beginning today, he had a week off. Maybe his flight was delayed. I started cleaning up the scrapbooking supplies and put them away. I didn't want our house to be in a mess when he came home. My phone started vibrating and I quickly opened the text I knew was from Niall.
From Nialler <3:
Hey, I coming soon. Sorry I'm a tad late, management had a meeting with us before we left. Get a suitcase and have it packed when I get there. I love you. xx
Stupid management, always trying to find new ways to control their lives. Where are we going that requires a suitcase? I just shrugged and texted Niall back.
To Nialler <3:
I understand. Love you, too. xx
I sped up the stairs to our shared bedroom and started digging through the closet. Where are we going? What clothes do I need to pack? I just stuffed a little bit of everything in there. Right as I finshed zipping the zipper, as if on cue, there was a knocking on the door that was no doubt in my mind, Niall. I ran down the stairs and opened the door and attacked Niall in a hug.
"I missed you so much, so much words cannot even begin to describe," I breathed onto his neck. In response, he got me to look at him and then captured my lips into the sweetest kiss. It was the best feeling ever, the way his lips kissed mine.
"I missed you, too." He whispered as he pulled away. "Now, I got something for you. Go grab your suitcase, I will be waiting in the car." He pecked my lips gently before returning to his range rover, to leave me to get my suitcase.
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We arrived at the little beach hut right as the sun was starting to dip below the water's edge. It was perfect.
"Niall, this is perfect." I whispered, my mouth hanging lightly open.
"Just like you, my perfect princess." He smiled and kissed me lightly on the lips. I just smiled and walked inside the little hut.
It was adorable. There was a little kitchenette over in the corner, a couch, and a queen size bed. It looked so comfy. I set my suitcase down near the couch. I gasped as a pair of hand snaked around my waist.
"You cannot even begin to imagine how much I missed you." He whispered, leaving a sweet trail of kisses scattered on my neck. I moaned in response and leaned my head over giving him more space to work. He started lightly nipping and sucking on my sweet spot, because after a year of experience, he knew exactly where it was. I pulled away, only to shock Niall, and then to turn around and kiss him fervently. It was so passionate, a month's negligence packed into one kiss. I realized then that I needed him. I needed him so desperatley.
"Niall... please.." I begged, my voice barely above a whisper as I fisted his shirt inbetween my fingers. I raised it slowly over his head revealing a beautiful torso and threw it onto the couch.
"Well, your shirt needs to come off, too, missy," He smirked as he curled his fingers under the hem of my shirt, and quickly yanked it over my head exposing my red lace bra.
"I like that color on you, Nicole, very sexy," Niall said with a wink.
He quickly scooped me up in his toned arms and carried me into the kitchen, and placed me on the counter. Niall's lips slammed into mine almost instantly, and I wrapped my legs around his torso to close the distance between us. I felt his hands roam around my exposed stomach, making me moan in response. He once again began to place sloppier kisses down my neck, finding my sweet spot once again.
Then he wrapped one arm behind me and expertly undid the clasp, letting the red fabric fall to the floor. I tried to cover the newly exposed skin, but he gently moved my arms away.
"I don't know why your so insecure about yourself, your beautiful." He cupped my breast softly and rubbed his thumb across the hardening nub. "So beautiful," he mumured softly before leaning down to kiss it. Then he squirmed out of my leg hold and started fumbling around with his pants.
"Pants get a little restricting, sometimes." He smiled as his pants fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. Only then did I notice how hard he was, and boy, did those boxers look very tight. Then he shimmied out of those. "Boxers, too," he added with a smirk and neared me with his large errection standing proud and tall. Not a minute later did my shorts and underwear join his on the ground.
He kissed me again and this time, it was filled with lust mixed with love. He needed me, and I needed him.
"Niall," I moaned, "I need you, now." He smirked and went over to his suitcase and pulled out a silver packet.
He waved it around a little. "Safety first." He ripped the packet open and let the wrapper fall on the floor. He handed me the condom. "Would you do the honours?" I didn't speak as I rolled it over his long length.
He put his tip at my entrance, and looked at me for permission. Did he really think that he needed permission? I nodded my head quickly.
He entered slowly, letting me feel all of him. He went slow, too slow for my liking. "Faster, Niall," I breathed, "Faster." He quickly obliged and started going faster. Every time hitting that spot of pure pleasure. I moaned his name like it was the only one I could utter, and I screamed in pleasure as Niall gave small grunts.
I could sense that he was close as his thrusts started getting more sloppy. I watched as his face scrunched up as he released his load in the the thin layer between me and him and his orgasm took him over. I still wasn't there, but I was so close.
He pulled out almost all the way and then slammed back into me sending over the edge and into a euphoria of pleasure. He watched me in my most vunerable state as I shattered beneath him and rode out my electrifying orgasm, which is one only he could give me.
He lifted my tired body up, took me over to the bed, and kissed me. "That, my princess, is how much I missed you." He whispered, as we lay down next to each other's sweaty bodies.
"I love you so much, Niall." I whispered, afraid to disturb the atmosphere.
"I love you so much more." He whispered back and kissed my shoulder.
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