LOVE IS BLIND. (A Lesbian Love Story)

Chapter Nine.

Author's Note: From this point of the book... For another couple of chapters, the book may get too dark for some people. Topics like addictions and graphic heteros*xual behaviors.

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Niall sat up with a sigh, staring at the empty place where the hooker was for what was just supposed to be a weekend of s*x. It has been four days and five nights since he had kept calling him back.

Jack Styles, he supposes that's what his name was, reminded him of Josh. What better way to get over you ex than to f*ck his look alike, right?

Wrong.

After about the third time, it was just about shutting down his brain and feeling the numbness take over as he dominated whoever was under him that night.

He knew what this meant, he knows when he got it too. His father is a prime example of how suffering with s*xual addiction ruins lives. That's when Niall backed out. The wrestler knew he had to, now or never. Cut the sapling right at the bud.

"Twenty nine hours. Twenty-nine f*cking hours and I'm still craving." Niall growled to himself, standing up with a grunt to call the burner the hooker owned, when he thought better of it and called the number saved just above it, Emma Stone.

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"No Niall wait, I thought you wanted to talk about something?"

"Em, we could have an intense conversation about your bruises and me being mia OR... we could just f.ck because honestly, I'm pretty sure you're gagging for some Irish meat"

Emma's chuckle was cut off by Niall's lips pushing against hers and she shrugged and kissed back, as the man pulled her inside his room and against the wall.

Their lips made delicious noises in the otherwise silent room, Emma's hands tugging on Niall's growing roots and Niall's calloused hands unbuckling her bra. Soon moans echoed as his mouth latched onto one of her perky nipples, one hand twisting and tugging on the other whilst his right hand furiously rubbed against her moist clitoris.

Niall stood back up straight and turned Emma so that her upper half was leaning against the wall and her ass was pushed back for him to grind on. " you want me to take you right 'ere , Em? Hmm? Want me t' make you squirt right on this wall?"

His hand went back to her clitoris as he angled his d*ck towards her wetness and pushed inside her v*gina in one push, making her tight little pussy take all of him at once.

The resulting p0rnographic moan made Niall smirk and he pressed both his hands tightly on either side of his curvy hips and impaled her from behind, Emma's tits slapping against the wall on every other thrust, making her sensitive nips swell up.

"Fu-Shit yes..." Emma blabbered on with her eyes squeezed shut and her hands trying to find purchase against the velvet texture of the wall. She elongated the syllable "Niall" loudly but broken as he his her prostate in practised thrusts and that familiar coiling in her abdomen made her flush, her orgasm was already fast approaching.

"N-Ni... clo- aaah" she moaned as one of his hands went ahead to rub against her clitoris, his thrusts never slowing down. Damn that athletic stamina. The sounds of skin against skin and Emma's whines and moans were soon empowering Niall's grunts as she grew closer.

"Gonna cum for me? Cum all over my c0ck like the little sl*t that we know you are? Yeah?"

And that was enough for Emma to slam her hands against the wall and reach out to the onslaught of the intense orgasm as she squeezed around Niall's manhood, her murmurs of his name and praises making him chuckle darkly.

He pulled out of her, his d*ck covered in slick from her insides, still hard and throbbing as Emma turned around and whispered a filthy, "Get on the bed"

As a panting Emma crawled towards the headboard where Niall sat, lazily moving his hand on his pulsing member, all Niall saw was a piece of flesh to ruin. She slowly aimed him towards her open c*nt and moved downwards. Her mouth was open in a gasp, making an 'O' shape with her mouth as her thighs finally touched his as she was officially sitting with his entire d*ck inside her pussy.

Niall impatiently thrusted upwards, making her whine. Emma was still sensitive from her previous mind numbing orgasm and was on her way towards another, with the way Niall's dilated pupils stared deep into her own, as she started slowly riding Niall on the bed.

The creaking bed and Niall's curses that began only fueled up her stamina as she increased her speed, quickly joined by Niall's thrusts upwards to meet her halfway and together they created a symphony to rival p0rnstars.

Soon Niall was close and so was Emma, for the second time in an hour, and she was sure she'll be bruised all over now, not many of his endeavours were ever quite as wild as Niall had always been, that's for sure.

Emma grinded in motions of figure 8, making Niall gasp as he came inside her in thick spurt, and Emma gasped and hit Niall's chest.

"You fuc*er! You didn't put on a condom! This is gonna be shit to clean up."

But all Niall could think about was how that weight in his mind was now lifted, not completely but definitely subdued.

Just not knowing for how long can he go like this, fearing his own primitive drives. Niall looked over at Emma, as she sat beside him staring off into space, and she must've felt his eyes on her because she just cleared her throat and traipsed to the bathroom, turning back to wink at him. He knew what she meant and also how this is something he should not do, give his body want it wanted so desperately.

Nonetheless, he followed after her into the shower.

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