Youforia [N.H]

58

Aycie Locke

I've never been a very sexual person.

It doesn't come naturally to me like it seems to with Niall.

I'm starting to think that I am a sexual person though, not in a weird way. It's probably just me cause I didn't even hold a hand with or talk to any boys before Niall, I was completely inexperienced in everything.

Now that I know what it's like I honestly do get excited about being able to have sex with my boyfriend.

That I love very much.

"It's a ten minute walk!" I exasperate to him as he sticks his head out onto the road.

"And it's a two minute drive" he shrugs and calls his hand out. "Plus we're in New York, I want to go in a yellow car."

I exhale a laugh as he open the door for me and I climb over to the furthest side behind the driver, expecting him to take the opposite seat but instead he slides in right next to me and takes the middle seat as he tells the man the name of the hotel.

"This is kinda cool" I admit and fold my arms with a nervous smile. "I've always seen them in the movies, I didn't actually think they were real." I say as the car starts moving.

"Yellow taxis in New York are like the red phone boxes in the uk" he murmurs intuitively, genuinely putting thought it into his statement that made a lot of sense.

I got distracted as I tried thinking of different examples.

Well the Eiffel Tower in Paris can't count because there's only one there's got to be like hundreds of them for it to count.

I'm taken out of my very deep thoughts as his hand goes very high up on my thigh.

I should have expected it.

I swallow hard and advert my eyes down as he starts edging it further down towards my inner thigh and I put my hand on top of his to brush his very intimate act of as something affectionate instead as I squeeze his hand and glue my knees together to keep my thighs shut tight.

The tension in the air was thick and suffocating, my face felt a little hot as his finger tips gently pressed into the skin of my thigh.

He was being completely silent, staring out the front window with an observing smile on his face as he watched all the cars pass by ours.

The traffic was busy, we're right in the centre of the city and there's hundreds of cars on the road.

I'm sure he's done this on purpose, he's sneaky like that. It would have been quicker to walk.

However I was exited to be in a yellow car, I just didn't think I'd be on the verge of loosing my mind in one.

"You're a sneaky guy Niall" I make a little attempt of humour and exhale a weary laugh as he turns his head to smile at me innocently keeping that cute look on his face, leaning down to kiss my forehead as his foot goes between my ankle, his foot wrapping around my leg just slightly as he pulls it back apart and slides his hand down onto the inside of my thigh as I take my hand off it.

He turned his head back around with a positive hum and I let out the breath I'd held very quietly as I cleared my throat, sitting up a little further.

It's gotten very hot in this car.

I'd open a window but I know he'd laugh at me.