Pregnant

Questions

I silently sobbed as I lightly banged my head off the wooden desk.

I was doing my interview questions for Cosmo and getting nowhere.

It's due in two hours and I cannot answer one single question right. The questions go on forever and I seriously feel like throwing my mac across the room.

I count to ten as I try to calm myself down, the pregnancy is making me a mental case.

I look through Twitter, procrastinating.

I follow a few fans, retweet a few funny comments and some really nice ones and close the app.

Niall is at the studio, working on some new music.

I read and reread the questions, thinking of a perfect answer.

"Ave?" Niall's sweet voice rings through the apartment.

"Office." I reply, telling him my whereabouts.

I look down at my outfit. I was wearing a low cut top which showed off my pregnancy boobs very nicely, yoga bottoms and I only had one socks on, because I could not be bothered putting the other one on.

Niall entered through the door and came to see what I was doing, well I presume that is what he is doing.

"What you working on?" He asked before kissing the corner of my mouth.

"Stupid questions." I replied and stood up before I could get pins and needles.

I felt Niall's eyes rake up and down my body, before stopping at my lips.

He bit his lip and I copied him, it drives him crazy when I bite my lip.

"I like your bottoms, but I think they would look better on the floor." He said, making me giggle a bit.

"As much as I love cheese, that was too much and too clichéd." I fired back.

Before I could even comprehend how fast Niall was moving, his lips was on mine.

His hands went straight for my ass squeezing it. I was shocked at his sudden confidence and he took his opportunity.

He broke the kiss and smiled at me mischievously. He set the Mac onto the floor and did the same to my laptop and the phone.

In one swift motion, he pushed all of the pieces of paper and pens and whatnot onto the floor, leaving them there.

He placed me onto the desk and told me to lye down, I did as instructed.

He climbed on top of me and started to kiss my body, my neck. He left a trail of wet kisses to my ear, which he began to nibble at.

I was trapped as his knees where on either side of me. He whispered to me, "I'm going to take you, right here." His confidence and dominance was a really big turn on. He took his top off but left mine on.

His hand began to travel up my thigh. When he got to the band of my pants, he hesitated.

I forcefully kissed him, then he continued.

His finger went in and out of me, he began to add more fingers in and to pump harder and faster, until I came.

When I had finally came down from my high, I told Niall to get onto the chair. It was a massive chair that could easily fit three people on it.

He obeyed. I kept eye contact and I lowered my bottoms and kicked them to the side and did the same with my top.

I unbuckled his belt and took the zipper down with my teeth, which made his bulge even bigger.

I slid off his trousers then my pants, so I only had my bra on. He quickly took off his boxers in excitement.

I placed my knees at either side of him. I began to kiss and bite his neck. I whispered things in his ear and he unhooked my bra, forcing me to take it off.

I felt him at my entrance and placed myself so he was inside me.

I rolled my hips around, moans and groans filled the room.

Niall held my ass firmly, and I had my hands in his hair. Every now and then he would kiss my neck or my boobs.

"I'm gonna'," he warned and I nodded.

"Me to-"