This Love 2

chapter 27

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WARNING: THERE IS MATURE CONTENT SO READ IT AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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Niall's P.O.V

Cleo is sprawled out on her stomach with one of her arms across my chest, her brown hair is covering half of her face and half of the pillow. She's facing towards me, but not cuddled up to me like she always is, she kept waking up in the middle of the night so she took a sleeping pill and has been knocked out ever since. It's ten in the morning and she is usually awake by now, most of the time she'd be sticking her finger up my nose trying to wake me up. It's been a while since she has slept on top of me, I miss the smell of her strawberry scented hair, her light breathing against my chest making our breathing synchronized. Although, I don't miss her tossing and turning on me or her having a nightmare while laying on top of me, or having a nightmare in general. She looks soft and innocent, lying next to me on the right side.

I decide to mess with her while she's sleeping and move her hand off of my chest, I thought about putting it in my boxers, but I don't. I think it's hilarious at how Cleo is such a hard sleeper, nothing wakes her up unless it's a bad dream or if I'm not sleeping with her.

She's drooling on the deep red colored pillow that matches the sheets, I snake my arm around her gently and flip her over onto her back. Cleo stirs a bit, then sighs deeply.

I move between her legs and get on my elbows, hovering over her unconscious body and I quickly brainstormed a way to get rid of my morning wood.

I roll my crotch deeply against hers and she flips her head the other way, still asleep. I need to check how many pills she took because she should be awake from me doing that. Once I keep doing it, she moans in her sleep and I try not to laugh because all she's doing is tossing her head left and right. I'm not even moving anymore, she's raising her hips up and moving her legs around.

I was just messing with her, but this actually feels really good. The more she groans, the more I feel myself about to come any second, she bucks her hips up and I begin grinding against her while I reach my high.

My sweatpants are blocking the moisture that is in my boxers and I get up to go shower, but my wrist is pulled.

"How selfish of you, I was close." She complains.

"Where you awake this whole time?" I grin.

"Whenever you got on top of me I woke up, but you got to pleasure yourself and I didn't." She pouts and sits up.

"Move." I tell her whenever I come to sit behind her.

"What are you d-"

I lay down a little, my back to the bed and slightly on the headboard; her back is pressed to my chest and I slide down her underwear, making her gasp and cover herself.