Taken by One Direction

Chapter 27: At Home

Louis's eyes widened and then furrowed in concentration. He looked over my body quickly before meeting my eyes. I recognized the look in his eye immediately and I wasn't exactly prepared to face rejection. I had to take matters into my own hands.

Literally.

I grabbed his face and crashed my lips onto his. Our naked bodies collided against each other. I could feel his thick muscles tense up under my rash actions. To be honest, I had no idea what the fuck was wrong with me.

He seemed to loosen up as he brought his arms up to my bare waist and pulled me even further into his body. He took over the dominance of the kiss, making me melt completely. His tongue glided along my bottom lip, begging for entrance, which I gave him a little too easily.

We were tangled within each other, our tongues performing an intricate dance. All of the tension in my body just shrunk off of me in waves. I couldn't understand why my body was reacting like this. I didn't understand...

Louis's lips traveled down my neck, allowing me to breathe, finally. I needed him. I needed him now. I felt a longing in my body that I hadn't felt in a long time.

Quickly, I pressed on his shoulders and tumbled with him onto the bed. He pulled me up so that our lips were together again, our legs entangled. The heat of the kiss was increasing drastically. I pulled away from his lips, gasping.

"Do you..." I began, staring down at his now swollen and red lips.

"Do you have a condom?" I whispered as I went down to kiss him again. His body froze.

Suddenly, I was no longer on him and instead was lying on my back on the bed. Louis sat straight up next to me and stared at me incredulously.

"No, Katie. No." He shook his head sternly.

"Louis. I want this." I hissed as I reached up for him. He pushed my arms down gently and held them firmly by my sides.

"NO. No you don't. You're drunk and I'm drunk. I will NOT do this to you. I will NOT be like..." He didn't need to say the name.

"I'm not as drunk as you think I am." I spat harshly, tired of being told what to do.

"Neither am I. I'm definitely not drunk enough to do... THAT with you." He said gently. I pushed his arms off of me and sat up quickly.

"Louis, I'm not playing the victim here. I WANT this. I don't know why. I'm not saying that it's rational, but I want YOU. I need you and I need you NOW." I grabbed his stubbly chin and stared into his beautiful blue eyes. He looked back at me warily, but I could see the internal debate he was having clearly.

"Katie..." He tried to reason, but I could tell that I had won.

"Do you. Have a. Condom?" I asked slightly condescendingly. He reached over the bed to the nightstand and pulled a condom out of the drawer. Oh, how handy.

He slipped it on quickly before returning his attention to me. His eyes showed affection and... pride?

Before I could search his eyes anymore, our bodies were crushed together once again, our lips locked and moving in sync. He held my hips possessively, moaning into our kiss. My hands grabbed fistfuls of his hair with the attempt to bring him even closer to me, if that was possible.

Our tongues fought a passionate fight as his erection hardened further onto my upper thigh. I needed him in me more than ever now. I pulled away from his mouth and kissed his neck. He tilted my chin up so that he could mimic my previous actions.

His lips left a wet trail of butterfly kisses down my neck, on my collarbone, in the valley between my breasts, on each one of my nipples, down my stomach, on my navel, and finally, what would have been my panty line (if I had been wearing any of my panties).

I giggled I delight as I felt his tongue lick a pattern onto my pelvis. His tongue traveled further south as it licked up and down my opening. I felt the tingles of familiar anticipation flush through my veins, forcing an animalistic growl to erupt from my lips.

He chuckled as he heard me and continued to caress my tingling parts. As I felt his wet tongue snake over my clit, I came closer to falling off the edge. I needed to let go.

"Louis," I warned as I felt the tingling in my body intensify. He looked up at me as he waited for it to finally happen.

"Go ahead, baby, cum for me." He approved. This was it. I couldn't hold it back any more. I grabbed his chocolate hair in my hands and let everything loose. I fell off the edge and allowed the orgasm to take over me.

It lasted only a short time before I felt my orgasmic high settle. Louis's lips found mine once more as I had shakily let go of the sexual tension that had built up for weeks now. In between kisses, Louis purred in satisfaction.

"K-Katie. C-c-can I... Can I?" He couldn't get his question out, but I knew what he was asking.

"Yes." Was all I could muster up in response. He looked down as he concentrated on lining up his tip at my entrance.

I waited in anticipation as his arms tensed and suddenly, he was in me. He was gentle. He was worth the small pain I felt tingle in my muscles. He looked back at me and pressed our lips together softly. This was nothing like how it had been with Harry. Louis slowly and carefully thrusted in and out of me, making sure the whole time that I wanted it.

Of course, I wanted it.

I wanted him to stay in me forever. I wanted him to hold me in his arms. I wanted to stay in this moment forever.

Our moment lasted a little too shortly. He slowly pulled out of me, leaving me with a lingering kiss. I reached for him again, only to be met with a firm hug. We fell asleep like that. Tangled in the sheets, our naked bodies intertwined with each other.

For the first time since I've been here, I felt safe in his arms. I felt comfortable. I felt at home.