Niall pushes the back door open and runs outside with me. Since Niall hasn't taken me outside to the backyard yet, I didn't know they have a swimming pool. Niall throws me in. I'm still in my dress and it flares out around me.
"Niall!" I scream.
"You have your bikini on don't you?" Niall questions
"Yeah, But you said you had a pool at your moms! I didn't expect this and now my dress is soaked!" I exclaim.
Niall laughs, rips his shirt off, showing his nice, flat stomach and jumps in. He swims over to me. I have to stand on my tip-toes to keep my head above the water, but Niall can touch. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he wraps his arms around mine. He kisses me passionately. As the kiss deepens I can feel him smile into my lips.
I pull away smiling at him, he whimpers, wanting me to reattach our lips. Before I do, slip my dress off over my head and toss it onto the sidewalk by the pool, revealing my red bikini. Niall looks at me smiling before reconnecting our lips. He is still holding me.
Niall again reconnects our lips then pulls away saying, "You look so stunning!"
I smile, "And your the one who looks amazing!"
Niall laughs and hugs me tight. I smile at him and he smiles back before smashing his lips passionately into mine and wrapping his arms tightly around my waist again.
As he is still holding me, we continue kissing. He starts to walk to the steps of the pool. He walks up the steps never pulling away and still holding my waist tightly as my legs are wrapped around his. We kiss as he carries me through the house, sometimes, he hits my back on a wall, so he just plays it off and pushes me up against it before continuing through the house.
He sits me down on the end of the bed and then he sits beside me. We never disconnect our lips. My wet hair and bikini dripping water onto the foot of the bed. He continues to deepen the kiss as he sits beside me, his shorts dripping the pool water onto to the blanket. Suddenly an alarm goes off. We jump at the noise, making us separate our lips.
End of Chapter Eighteen. To be Continued.....
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