Honest Illusions [niall horan]

Chapter 16

Niall's P.O.V.

Eyes filled with pure lust and passion, Aubrey steadily watched me peel off my dress shirt she was wearing. Her skin shined at me and looked so inviting as she laid against the white sheets adorning my bed. She extended her slender arms out in front of her, lowering my face closer to hers, and capturing them with a soft kiss. Our lips perfectly molded with another. The kiss continued to intensify more and more with every passing second. My heart beat quickened its beat ten fold in the last five minutes. After craving her mere touch for years, I finally got it, more than just a touch. Intense shocks of pleasure continued to flow through my veins as her lips hovered over to my jaw.

"Oh god, Niall," Aubrey moaned out while latching her hands onto the top of my head. Her fingers weaved in and out of my hair causing it to become already more disheveled than it already was. I had dreamed and dreamed that I would one day wake back up to her beautiful face again. Fortunately, the odds were in my favor because I not only got to wake up to Aubrey's glowing face, but I was granted the best make out session of my life.

Aubrey's lips felt so tender and sweet while they left a trail of light kisses down my neck. A mind of their own, my hands wandered away from Aubrey's shoulders and trailed down to the middle of her stomach. Warmth immediately radiated off onto the palms of my hands. Her skin was so undeniably soft and perfectly smooth- just the way I remember it. Moving farther south, my hands stopped right at the hemline of her lace panties that were driving me off the wall. They vibrantly popped out against her pale skin tone.

"Ni," She whined, making me smirk at the effect I had on her. I felt so satisfied knowing I was the one making her writhe like this under me. It was all my doing.

"What d'ya want baby?" I smirked as I teasingly lowered her panties. "Tell me," I continued before placing an open mouthed kiss against her left hip bone. An audible moan escaped her perfect lips while I gently made my way across her stomach to the left one. She kept her hands stuck to my hair, gripping tighter and tighter onto my locks.

"Niall," she gasped as my tongue licked a stripe down her stomach. I repeated the action again, earning another groan mixed in with a moan. Pleasure was written all over her face. While I continued to leave open mouthed kisses against her stomach, my hands gripped onto either side of her panties. As I began to pull them down, my name left Aubrey's mouth again.

"Niall."

"Niall." And again.

"Niall." Once more.

"Niall." Suddenly everything blacked out before I felt myself being violently shaken. Someone's touch could be felt rapidly moving against my upper half. "Niall, wake up!" There's no better way to be woken up from such a pleasant dream than by the girl driving my hormones into overdrive. Fuck, it was all a dream. I knew it was too good to be true.

Struggling to peel my eyes open, I blindly brought my arm up to my hand in order to shield my eyes from any bright rays of sun. It honestly felt like I had fell asleep not even five minutes ago. Once my eyes were fully open, a shocked and teary eyed Aubrey stared back at me. My dress shirt she had drunkly stolen from me last night was tightly wrapped around her upper half, while one of the many covers I had laid out shielded her legs. Her cheeks looked puffy and rosy, and her lips were pressed into a firm pout. Not a sexy or cute pout, but a miserable pout.

"Did we...did we... did...," She stuttered out, not even being able to fully complete her question. A little bit more awake, I sat myself up, intently looking at her to see what was wrong. Not sure if I was seeing things or not, but I swear I saw her shaking a little bit.

"Ar' ya cold?" I questioned, concerned she was uncomfortable or in pain. She simply shook her head before staring down at the white comforter wrapped around her lower body. A few seconds later, she lifted her back up and looked me straight in the eyes before speaking up again. "Did we, um, do anything last night?" Aubrey's voice was soft and quiet. I stared back at her in disbelief, but quickly looked back down at my own body. Bare chest with nothing but my Calvin Kleins adorning my lower half.