Marrying Niall was a dream come true. 5 years into our marriage he wasn't the Niall I met or married. I wanted love and he didn't give it to me.
But then I met a man, a man who gave me so much more.
But at what price.
We are eating Chinese take out together, at the end I took up the plates and cups while Niall and Harry went to talk out side.
I clean the dishes and then walk over the the fridge and put the small carton of rice in there and pull out the last bottle of water and walk up the stairs. I change into some short and a shirt that says 'yolo' I'm not entirely sure why I have this but I only use it to sleep, it's comfortable.
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I pull the covers back and sit on the bed grabbing a hair tie pulling my medium length brown hair in a bun. I unclasp my bra from in my shirt and slip it out from the left side. I put it in the laundry basket, I hear the door open and I smile.
"Come to bed." I say in a soft sensual voice. I get up to walk towards Niall but it's not Niall it's Harry.
"Oh shit, sorry." I laugh and turn red, he just laughed making fun of me.
"It's fine, I would have." He smirks.
"But I actually was wondering if you had water." Fuck
"Actually I took the last one it's still cold you can have it." I grab it and walk towards him handing it to him at the door.
"Thanks love, oh and nice shirt." He laughed and closed the door.
I walk back to the bed and look at the shirt maybe I should throw the black shirt with white letters away.
The door opens again and this time it is Niall, he takes off his shirt and throws is in the laundry and walks to the bed.
"Are you tired?" I asked as he laid down and I crawl to him straddling him.
"No are you?" He smirked as I lean down kissing his neck.
"You could make me tired." I whisper nibbling on his ear.
"Yeah?" He slid his cold hands in my shirt making goosebumps arise. He cups both on my breast in his hands.
"You are so pretty." He kisses my lips harshly.
I pull off my shirt and kiss him, he grazes my back grabbing my ass. I grind my self on him and he sucks on my neck.
"We have to be quite baby." He says.
I get off of him and slid my hand down his shorts I feel his hardening member. He slide his shorts and boxers off I slid down sliding my hand up and down his shaft.
"You have to stay quiet." I bow down and lick the tip of his head.
"Fuck." He whispered.
"Shh" I smile.
I wrap my mouth around him and start bobbing my head trying to take as much as we can. Niall was an average size and I liked that he was thick and enough to fill me up.
