Louis moved my hands over the front of his pants. As he put more pressure on my hand, I could feel what was underneath in quite a bit of detail. His eyes locked into mine the whole time, until I broke his gaze by looking down at what he was making me do. Louis stretched his back and he breathed out deeply; if I didn’t know better, it could have been a sigh of pleasure. As he began moving my hand around over his area, he leant forward and connected his lips to mine. I kissed him back passionately as he took his hand off. I kept moving my hand over him, greatening the pressure every now and then. He would throw his head back occasionally and gasp quietly and that’s when I knew I was doing it right.
“God, love! Keep doing that!” He whispered and kissed down my neck. With my spare hand, I ran my fingers over his chest, tracing some of the tattoos that covered his body; especially his arms. His breathing hitched when my fingers got low on his stomach, and I could feel him growing underneath the hand that was palming him. He pulled back and I looked into his blue eyes. He kissed me lightly before he moved away slightly. I took my hand off of him as he stood up. I sat on the bed in front of him as he pulled his pants tight against his hips. That was when I saw what I had done to him. He had a massive bulge right where my hand had been and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of it. “That’s what you do to me darlin’.” He said simply, with a huge smirk. I felt my cheeks heat up and I looked down. “Do you want to stay at this stage for a bit, or do you want to advance a bit more?” He asked me curiously, looking down at my chest.
I knew he was getting turned on and he probably wanted to go further, and frankly, so did I. “Let’s keep going.” I said with a smile. Lou grinned before giving me a cheeky smirk. “Are you going to touch me?” I asked, trying to keep the shakiness out of my voice. The things this boy does to me. I’m usually a strong person, but he’s got me week and and on my knees.
Louis shrugged. “Do you want me to?” He asked simply and before I thought about it, I found myself nodding. He smiled, “then I will.” He concluded. I nodded before Lou walked over to me. “I’m going to take your shirt off; is that okay with you?” He asked and I nodded. I was glad I decided to wear my pretty lacy bra and matching underwear today; I’d look pretty for him.
As Lou’s gentle hands pulled my shirt up and over my head, I felt his eyes graze over my chest. I tried to hide myself but he chuckled and tutted me. “You’re beautiful; embrace it.” He said simply before putting my shirt where his was. “Okay, bear with me. You’ve never touched a guy before right?” He asked, sitting next to me. As he looked at me with curious eyes, I managed to shake my head; no. “Have you ever touched yourself?” He asked and I shook my head again. He chuckled. “Have you ever seen a guy naked?” He asked.
“On a movie once, but I couldn’t see anything.” I replied simply. Louis laughed slightly before nodding in acceptance.
“How old are you again?” He pushed. Oh no, please don’t tell me he’s going to be one of those people who thinks that just because I’m inexperienced that there is something wrong with me.
“17.” I choked out. He nodded.
“You know, you are very mature for your age. I know a lot of people that by your age have watched that much porn that you wouldn’t be able to watch it all in a year. I like that about you though; you’re innocent.” He told me. As he bent down, his eyes flickered to my lips and I looked at his. Soon enough, his lips were on mine and he was gently pulling me onto his lap. His hands caressed my exposed waist before moving slightly up. His fingertips danced over my pale skin and before I know it, he was cupping my left boob in his hand. I gasped as he lightly squeezed it and pulled back. I looked down at his big hand covering me and I smiled slightly. It felt nice; weird, but nice. As I kissed Lou again, he moved his hand and slipped it under the wire of my bra, making contact with the skin. I shivered at the feeling, but as he moved his hand slightly, the feel of his skin on my nipple was amazing. I felt my nipples hardening and he chuckled. Before I knew it, he had his hand back on my waist and was pushing me back to the very edge of his lap.
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It's Just... Me (One Direction Fan Fic)
Fanfiction*Explicit* Alexandria Roberts may hate boy bands; but that doesn't stop her from having to work with one. When her father's label, Palm Perks, sparks interest for One Direction's future, she will be forced to grow up and work with them. But will it...