Life behind the fame; A Conor Maynard fanfiction

Chapter 32

*There's a bit of smut in this chapter, skip the first part if you don't want to read it.*

*The song isn't one of Conor's but from an artist called Felix Sandman and I like it a lot.*

Conor's P.O.V

"Mm"

I wrap my arms around Alaska's waist as she tries to leave me in bed.

"Baby"

She sounds that cutely annoyed and I smirk for myself, kissing the back of her neck.

"Just a few more minutes, we're on holiday, remember"

Turning around so that she's facing me does she give in, her hand travelling up to my hair to push it away from my clammy face.

It'd taken me a few days to properly relax but now I finally feel like myself again and honestly I think that's all down to Alaska. Without her being here this holiday definitely wouldn't have been this enjoyable.

"What you thinking of?"

She chuckles as I come back to reality yet I almost instantly get lost in her big hazel brown eyes.

"About how thankful I Am for having you in my life"

"Aww you cutie"

I smile, pecking her lips quickly before letting my tounge dance with hers for a few seconds.

It is never hard with her and that is one of my favourite traits of hers.

"Wish I could say the same"

She pretends to be offended, giving my chest a light push.

"Glad, it's enough with one Romeo"

I chuckle, kissing her forehead.

"But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun"

Shakespeare qoetes weren't my strongest knowledge but I still know a few from school.

"If there was a line you would've crossed it by now"

I chuckle, pulling her closer to my chest. Her bare legs wrapping around my waist and I instantly feel myself get excited.

"Ba...by"

My voice gives up on me half way there, Alaska's hand teasingly stroking my bare thigh, making me moan.

"Shhh, we have to be quiet, Jack and Mikey are still asleep"

I roll my eyes slightly annoyed, I definitely regret staying with my friends now that I've got Alaska here.

Alaska's hand on the outside of my boxers makes it impossible to wait. Instead I roll her over to her back, pulling off her shirt whilst hovering above her half naked body.

She's unbelievably beautiful and I don't know if it's because I haven't seen her like this in daylight since she left or if it's just what she always looks like.

My hands find her breasts, her nipples hard just as I like them.

I start on her neck, leaving kiss after kiss on her skin until I finally reach my end goal, her sweet lips.

"You're.... Beautiful"

She looks up at me for one quick second, still it's enough for me to understand exactly what she wants, slipping my tounge into her mouth.

It's something so different about having sex and making love, a difference that I never knew existed before I met Alaska.

I can feel the wetness through her red, lacy underwear, my fingers pulling on the hem to get them off as fast as possible.