Baby Doll// Niall Horan fanfic

Chapter 3~The Shocking Touch

Mercy~
He pumps his fingers in and out. I möån and roll my head back. He slaps my püśsy, I scream as he licks his fingers.
"thats not a bad punishment, for now at least." he said. I closed my legs and looked away.
"you know your really tight for a girl who is not pure. why is that?" he asks.
"well I only did it once, just so I could lose the chance of being bought, but it didn't really work. and the guy it was with..... lets just say he was a smaller kind of guy." I giggled. he nods in response.

Is it weird I want more?

we pull up into his drive way. he has a HUGE house. he takes me inside. he has a huge stair case going up and a pathway going to the left and one going to the right. it had mostly dark colors and it was nice.

"follow me." he said leading me up the stairs. we walked into a big room with maroon walls. and in the closet. one side was full of men's clothing and the other had one outfit. he handed me the clothes.

"its medium sized leggings, a medium sized white shirt, size 4 påńtiës and a 36C bra. you can wear this for now." he explained.
"okie dokie." I said. I walked to the bathroom right in the room. I quickly put the clothes on. the bra cups are too small and the rest is too big. ugh. I walk out.

"sorry about the clothes... I just got something simple so you would have something to wear." he said.
"I'll just go online shopping now, because this bra is bothering me." I said, un-clipping it through the shirt and pulling it off.
"ok, my office is the next room on the left from this one, get whatever you want. if you need me I'll be down stairs cooking us dinner." he said.
"ok." he walked out and I walked to his office.

I opened google chrome and looked through stuff. leggings, shirts, sweaters, underwear, jeans, etc. whatever I wanted. when I was done I went to the check outs.
"Niall I'm done!" I shouted. he came up and ordered everything.
"good choices baby doll." he said kissing my head.
yeah yeah, i know.

"lets go down stairs. dinner should be done."
"great! I'm starving!" I said. we walked down into his white kitchen. he made.... pizza? I would think someone like him would have caviar or some shït.
"why pizza?" I asked.
"why, you don't like it?" he asked.
"no, i love it, i was just thinking you would make something fancy." I said. he chuckles.
"although I can afford it. I like pizza over fancy things." he says. I shrug my shoulders and sit down. I dig right in. best pizza EVER!
"this is amazing!" I said.
"thanks, I like to cook sometimes." he says.

we finish up dinner and we watch TV in the bedroom. I lay down and he plays with my hair.

"Ittie bittie baby doll, she's 4'9, she likes my pizza and is sassyyyyyy!!" he sings. I laugh.
"what is that?" I ask laughing. 
"A song I wrote about you!" he exclaims.
"you sound like a dying cow!" I laugh.
"really?!" he asks going on top of me straddling me, as he tickles my sides. I laugh loudly.
"NIALL STOP!" I scream.
"not until you say Niall is a wonderful singer with great hair!" he says.
"OK OK! NIALL IS A WONDERFUL SINGER WITH GREAT HAIR!" I scream. he stops tickling me and kisses my lips. his lips are amazing, I want more. I just met him and his lips already make me melt.

he kisses my jaw and then my neck, searching for my sweet spot. he kisses just below my ear and I möån. he smiles and starts to suck on the spot. I möån again, he pulls my shirt off and kisses in between my brëåsts. he sucks on my nïpłë.
"füčk." I møån. he kisses down my stomach and pulls my pants and päntïęs off. he kisses my lips, deepening by the second. I play with the hem of his shirt, he then pulls it off. he goes back down and opens my legs. He kisses my thigh and then my šłït lightly. he sprëåds my wëtnëss and puts one finger in. I arch my back and möån.

"baby doll.... you're already so wet..." he says and pumps.

"yes Niall it fëèls so good!" I say. he pumps faster and licks my cłït.

"I'm almost there!" I breath out. he removes his fingers and he ëáts me öut. I shake from the pleasure as I reach my high.

"Füçk...." I whisper.

"it's your turn baby doll...." he whispers.

~RD