Youforia [N.H]

47

Aycie Locke

I thought that I'd get scared and back out but the feeling in my stomach only ever grew stronger from the moment he pushed my back against the bed with his chest leaning over me.

My hands found their way up to his biceps that pressed his hands down into the mattress on each side of my body, his lips never left mine yet it never grew rough, it was a slow burning type of kiss that I was sure would kill me before any of the words he could come up with would.

He pulls away from the kiss, eyes scanning over my face for discomfort as he leans down further onto his forearms, our bare chests press together and all it does is drive me further down the road of need instead of want.

I was praying, hoping he'd be slow and gentle. If he went around this the same way he did the previous two times we had sex I don't think my comfort would last.

Don't get me wrong the first two times were fucking earth shattering and life altering but Niall is a very dominant and rough guy. Personally I'm not feeling keen on rough macho men right now and I just need something gentle.

"I fucking adore you Ace" he mumbles wholeheartedly against my jaw as we become consumed with the simple idea of being close to one another.

I feel drunk on him, the way his warm skin perspired against mine with the intensity of the emotions lulling us to to take our time to feel every indent of each other's body and to feel every reaction within our own as we stay as we are. His lips press open mouthed heavy kisses to my jaw after he'd spoken the words that made the anticipating beat in my heart holt and melt into one that made me want to hear him say those words forever.

No ones ever said anything like that to me before. Adore is a word I forgot even existed until now but the more I think about the meaning behind it the more it makes me want this.

The bed sinks beside my legs as he pulls a knee up beside me to rest his body weight on as his lips go down to my neck. I move my hands to his chest and press my finger tips down lightly as my head tilts to the side to give him more room. I feel his teeth graze the skin under the hook of my jaw and just in front of my ear as he bites down gently and creates a light suction that makes me exhale a shaky breath into the air above me, my eyes shutting as his tongue rolls over the sensitive skin. A hand comes down to my upper abdomen, just below my breast as his large hands splays over the area, his thumb tracing circles over my skin which feels so much more sensual with the added sensation of the hickey being slowly created against my neck.

He unlatches his lips as I feel the blood rising up to the skin he rolled between his teeth before he's bringing his head back out of my neck to face me again. When I feel his presence above me from his hot breath hitting my skin I open my eyes and even I can feel how much different they must look. His pupils are wide with an intoxication identical to mine as they glance down to my lips and press a passionate quick kiss to them before he pulls back again.

"Can I touch you? Do you want me to?" He near whispers with how low his voice registered, it wasn't dark but I could tell there was pent up frustration he'd been holding back the last few weeks seeping through the syllables that fell from his lips in between us.

"Yeah" I nod and he gives me a small smirk but it was anything but daunting and more of a sweet one as he lowers his head again, my lips press against his forehead before he drags it down and my bottom lip pulls along the skin until he's shuffled himself down the bed and away from my head.

"Do you want to know why I adore you?" A kiss is pressed to my collarbone and my breath hitches when the hand on my abdomen smoothed down my skin and found home on the top of my thigh.