Courting You

9

Niall

She pushes me on my bed and climbs on top of me. Clad in just her bra and panty,  Laila Khan looked..... I can't even describe it in words. She looked fabulous. She climbs on top of me and brings her lips down on mine.

Her lips are soft against mine. It moulds perfectly with my lips and they move with an urgency. Like a thirst getting quenched.

She pulls back and looks me dead in the eye. I can't look away. Then she gives me a sly smile and starts kissing me again. This time, slower. More intimate. Her hands feel the length of my upper body and comes to rest on the button of my jeans.

She again slides her hand through out my chest and reaches the first button, all the while kissing me softly. Teasing me. Testing my patience. She slowly undoes my first button and simultaneously bites my lower lip and pulls it.

She then looks me in the eye. Waiting. 

The damn tease.

This time I lock my lips with hers and pull her closer to me. One of my hand is in her hair, grabbing her head firmly. The second one travels down her spine, cupping her bottom. I squeeze her ass and am very satisfied to gain a moan from her.

She starts kissing me urgently again, undoing my buttons with sudden energy. When all the buttons on my shirt are undone, I pull her head back, exposing her neck to me. She is breathing loudly and the sound satisfies me.

I start sucking on her neck, trying different spots trying to find her sweet one. Finally I hear a sharp intake of breath.

Bingo!!

I start sucking, biting and then licking that spot over and over again, creating a hickey. When she looks at her neck again, she'll be reminded of our time together.

My dick keeps getting harder. It's taking all my will not to just enter her.

After being done with my hickey, I start kissing her all over again. She pushes my shirt off my shoulder and starts kissing my chest, going south.

She reaches my jeans and roughly pulls them off. Then goes my underwear. She stares at my dick and then starts kissing my legs. All the way from the inner thighs till my toes. I can't think my cock can handle it anymore. I think I might pre ejaculate.

She again climbs on top of me. My cock rests against her panty clad groin. She keeps pulling my hair and kissing me harshly. She withdraws again, and looks right at me. Her hand goes behind her back to unhook her bra, slides the strap off her shoulder, and is about to remove the cups.....

*Splash*

I wake up with a start. I look around my surroundings. I look up to find Louis staring at me then down at me. Then he starts laughing.

"Man, what were you dreaming about that gave you such a hard on? " he points at my groin.

Damn. Track pants are so not good while having a hard on.

I curse under my breath. I get up from the floor, where I dozed off and try to calm my senses. I think depressing things and then I finally think about Paola. That did it.

I turn back towards my band mates. They all are still chuckling.

"He was definitely thinking about banging Laila. He just can't stop thinking about her. I can bet anything that he was dreaming about Laila. "
Liam says.

All of them are laughing now. Great. I show them my middle finger and make my way towards the bathroom. It makes all of them laugh even more. Harry tells me not to keep them waiting.