Captivating (Sequel To Captivated)

Chapter 24

{Harry’s POV}

I watch as Niall’s hands roam my chest and I smile kissing the top of his head. I can’t seem to control my thoughts about him. Not that I ever really could but right now it’s getting out of hand. I don’t fucking know how to contain myself so I don’t jump him right now. I feel Niall’s fingers drag down my chest and stop right at my pants line. I feel a large lump form in my throat and Niall looks up at me giggling slightly.

“Do you really wanna play this game with me Horan?” I chuckle

“It all depends” he says quietly moving so that he’s straddling me. I sit up wrapping my arms around him pulling us closer.

“And what does it depend on Kitten”

“If you can beat me” he smirks pushing me down onto the bed tickling my sides. Already I’m laughing uncontrollably. I try and grab his hands from my sides but fail to do so. He laughs and continues. Before long I can’t take it anymore and I over power him grabbing his wrists and pushing him off of me only to flip us over. I reach my hand down to his sides tickling him back as punishment. Within seconds he’s already fallen into a fit of giggles. I laugh as he tries to push me off of him but fails. He squirms under me trying to gain the accessibility of his wrists back and I decide to let them go. I look down at the position we’re in and look back up at Niall. I’m basically straddling him in nothing but boxers and sweats while he only has boxers on. He sits up on his elbows bringing our faces closer. I can feel his minty breath on my lips as I run my tongue over them.

“Niall…I”

“Shhh…You think too much…Just let it happen” he whispered taking my words from the day before just to use them against me. I rolled my eyes pressing my lips to his letting them mold together. I felt Niall’s tongue run over my bottom lip asking for entrance which I don’t decline. Our tongues meet in the middle and I can already feel myself getting hard. His moans fill my mouth as our tongues fight against each other before he lets me take control. My hips gently move against his and he lays his head back his onto the bed as whines of obvious pleasure leave his mouth. Niall’s hands move up my chest grabbing onto my hair as he reaches up whispering things in my ear.

”Harry…please” he whines dragging one hand down my chest begging for me do something…anything. I feel Niall’s hands tugging at my boxers trying to pull them off. I kick my sweats off careful not to unattach our lips. Niall’s hands wrap around me as he rakes his nails down my back. He moves his arm around my neck pulling me down on him and he hisses slightly as our dicks brush up against each other. We both take in sharp breaths and Niall groans.

“Harry…Just…fuck…me”

As soon as I hear those words escape his mouth my hands are slowly pulling his boxers down. I chuckle as I see that he’s getting impatient causing me to look up at him. His eyes had grown darker as have mine more than likely. I slip my boxers off and quickly position myself between his thighs looking down at him connecting our lips once again. Us both fully unclothed everything is getting more heated by the second and soon enough we can’t take it anymore. I grab him in my hands pumping slowly.  His hips buck and I continue until he’s panting and out of breath. I stop and he groans but I shake my head kissing him slightly.

I grab his wrists in my hand holding them and he whines from the restriction. I lean down leaving small kisses down his chest moving towards his neck.

I lean up towards his ear whispering slightly. “I love you”

“I love you too” he pants in anticipation

I kiss back down his chest moving down towards his V-line and smirk biting my lip softly. I position myself hovering over him and he looks up at me. I give up on the ruthless teasing and push my tip in letting Niall adjust. He nods and I thrust fully in taking in the new found feeling. His head falls back against the pillow and I bite my lip watching him loose himself with each trust that I take. I lean down pressing my lips to his. His hands tangle into my hair pulling on the ends as I bite down on his lip keeping my moan in.