Speechless

Part twelve: brownie dough fight & video cameras?

"Let’s go make some brownie dough." I said.

"Brownie dough?"

"Like… brownies not cooked."

"Why would you not cook it?"

"Because brownie dough is fucking amazing Niall." He laughed at me and pulled us up.

We got into the kitchen and I pulled out the box of brownies.

"Okay." I said clapping my hands together. I pour the bag of brownie mix into the bowl and Niall wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek.

"How can I help?"

"Can you get me two eggs please?"

"Sure love."

"They’re in the fridge door."

"You need two?"

"Yes."

I stood on my tippy toes reaching for the oil and my shirt came up a bit. Niall put his cold hands on my bare skin.

"Jeez your hands are cold Niall!" I said still reaching for the damn oil. Why am I so short?

"Let me." He kept on hand on my waist and reached easily for the oil. Show off.

"Okay, now ¼ a cup of water." I mixed all the ingredients together and Niall watched in amusement.

"What?" Is he staring at my ass?

"Nothing babe. Keep mixing."

"Wanna try?" I asked putting some on my finger.

"Course." He sucked the brownie dough off my finger. Why is that turning me on? Niall could bungee jump off a damn bridge and I’d be like damn that’s hot.

"What do you think?" Trying to keep my cool.

"Delicious." I don’t think we were talking about brownie dough anymore.

I put some more on my finger and touched his nose with it. His mouth hung open with shock. I just laughed and licked the remaining dough off my finger.

"Shouldn’t have done that love." I’ve heard him say that before I believe. Oh crap.

"And why not?" I said smiling still. He stuck about 4 of his fingers in the bowl just smiling. Oh shit, he isn’t going to go there... I tired to run but he grabbed my wrist. He pinned me between the counter and him, with no place to run or hide. He did everything so slow and sexy I couldn’t really focus on anything but his eyes which burned into me. Damn his looking into my soul. With his clean hand he pushed my hair back behind my ears and rubbed the brownie dough all over my face. Smiling that evil smile the whole damn time. Shit, he went there. I wiped it off my cheek and put some of it on his cheek.

"Alicia." He said smiling at the floor.

"What?" I said licking my fingers. He bit his lip making me absolutely crazy. He rubbed the remaining brownie dough on his hand on my lips. He let go of his lip and kissed me pushing me more onto the counter.

"Very delicious." I said. He kissed up towards my ear and whispered:

"Keep this up love and there’s no way we’d make it to the wedding." My. Fan. Girl. Just. Died. Along. With. All. My. Damn. Morals. My mouth hung open and he continued to look at my lips smiling. Whelp, so far I’ve fallen for the sweet Niall, laughable Niall, the funny Niall, and the annoying Niall… and I just fell hard for the sexy Niall.

"Does this mean I’m the man of your dreams since we had a brownie dough fight?"

"You’ve been the man of my dreams since day one Niall." He smiled and lifted me onto the counter. I wrapped my legs around him and rested my hands in his hair. We locked eyes and smiled towards each other, still having brownie dough all over our faces.