Temptations [Niall Horan]

Chapter 25

A/N: WARNING- This chapter contains sexual content. Please read at your own risk.
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Niall carried me all the way up to his dorm, quickly unlocking the door, only to shove me up against the wall a moment later.

Our lips connected, my hands desperately clutching to his golden locks. His lips trailed down to my neck, lightly sucking at the flesh. I held onto him tightly, the thunder rumbling outside, the lighting creating a soft light in the darkened apartment.

"Niall," I breathed, my head thrown back in ecstasy as he continued to kiss my neck. He hummed in response, his lips against my skin.

"I... I'm ready."

He pulled away, a look of confusion written on his face.

"Ready? For...?"

"I'm ready for you to take me," I whispered. His eyes widened in shock, his chest heaving.

"Really?"

I nodded.

"Ya don't know how long I've waited to hear ya say that," he whispered, a smile growing on his face. With that he leaned in, our lips moving together. I giggled into him as he ran with me to his bedroom, excitement evident in his actions.

(A/N 2: Listen to "Oblivion" by Bastille while reading the rest of this chapter. It goes perfectly with the upcoming events... enjoy!)

He set me down on the bed, our eyes connecting. He stood, tall and strong, and beautiful, peeling off his soaked shirt. The thunder rumbled, and lighting flashed as I pulled him down to me again, our lips connecting. I reached down, slowly unbuckling his belt, his jeans dropping to the floor.

He sucked in a harsh breath, his lips hungrily attacking mine as he rid me of my shirt and shorts. We were left in nothing but our undergarments, falling back onto the bed. Niall's kisses went from my lips, to my neck, peeling back the covers and fitting me inside.

"I love you," I sighed, my chest rising and falling at a faster pace. His lips trailed to my ear, skimming against my skin as he whispered,

"I've never stopped."

His hands ran up my exposed sides, settling behind my back.

"Are ya sure ya want this?" He asked, peering into my eyes. I nodded, certain that he was the person I wanted to do this with. He smiled, dipping his head and kissing me as he unclasped my bra.

I moaned into him as his tongue invaded my mouth, kissing me with a burning passion. Soon there was nothing left but the blanket covering our exposed bodies. He reached between us, softly pumping himself before rolling a condom onto his member.

He pulled back a bit, staring into my eyes. I gasped as he eased himself into me, the pain unbearable. I hadn't realized I was crying until Niall leaned forward, kissing my tears away.

"I'm sorry," he breathed, filling me up completely. We paused a moment, resting against eachother until I had adjusted.

"Go," I whispered. He slowly began to roll his hips against mine, pressing his lips to mine. I gasped, my breath hitching as the pain eased away. Soon, I was grasping onto his biceps as he slowly pushed into me.

"Faster," I gasped, pleasure building deep in my stomach.

"Are ya sure?" he groaned, his eyes squeezing shut. I nodded, my body shaking with excitement. I continued to gasp as his hips quickly met with mine, our speed increasing. His lips pressed against my ear, whispering sweet nothings to me.

"Fuck you're so beautiful."

I moaned, clawing at his back.

"Oh god... ya feel so good, baby. You're fucking amazing," he whispered, his accent deeper. I gasped, the pleasure I was feeling taking over my body.

"I love ya... I love ya, Ronnie," Niall groaned, his chest heaving.

"Niall," I moaned, arching my back as his pace quickened. Our chests met as he continued to pound into me, bringing me closer to the edge.

"Niall... Oh god," I cried, my eyes clenching shut.

"Shit...Shit," he cursed, pulsating into me. My breath hitched as he kissed my neck, hitting a spot deep inside me. I looked up at him, his hair matted to his head, beads of sweat trickling down his face. He was beautiful.

He was mine.

His eyes met mine, a smile making its way onto his face as he continued to push into me.

That when I realized...

This wasn't just sex we were having...

We were making love.

"Fucking hell... you're so gorgeous," he groaned, kissing me sweetly. I cried out, my climax nearly at its breaking point.

"Niall... god... Niall!"

"Let go... Let go baby," he struggled to say, my muscles clenching around him.

So I did.

I let him take me. My head flew back, moans pouring from my mouth as he held me tightly.

"Fuck!" he gasped, releasing inside of the condom. I watched in amazement as he continued to pound into me, crying out my name.

My body shook with pleasure... I'd never felt anything like this in my entire life.

Slowly, our breathing began to descend as he lowered me back down to the bed, collapsing ontop of me. His head rested against my chest, thunder booming around us. We were quiet for a long time, until he spoke up.

"Ya were amazing," he whispered, pulling himself out of me. I smiled, my cheeks flushing as I watched him throw the rubber condom into the trash. He rolled off of me, pulling me with him onto his back. I laid my head against his chest, listening to the thump of his heart.

"Thank you," I whispered. His hand found mine under the blankets, pressing his lips to the back of it.

"No, thank you. For everything. Ya don't know how long I've waited to do that with ya, Ronnie... When we broke up, I thought my world was ending. I never wanted ya to leave my side. I'm so, so incredibly in love with ya. I've done things with loads of other girls, and none have ever had my heart like you do. I've prayed, hoping one day God would help me find a girl I actually felt something with. And when ya came along... I knew it was you. You're the one. Only, God didn't just send me a girl, Ronnie... he sent me an angel."

Tears streamed down my face by the time he was done with his speech. What he had said, touched my heart. It was the most beautiful thing anyone's ever said to me.

"I love you," I sniffled, pulling him atop me.

"Don't cry, beautiful," he whispered, wiping away my tears with the pad of his thumb. He cupped my cheek, pulling my head to his in a passionate kiss. A few moments later I found myself back atop his chest, listening as the rain hit the window. I looked up to find Niall snoring, his arms wrapped tightly around me.

His words echoed through my mind.

'God sent me an angel instead.'

I smiled, reaching up and kissing his cheek. "Goodnight my angel," I whispered, falling asleep in his arms.