Temptation (Niall Horan one shot series)

One

it was the way our bodies connected, the way he'd hold me to him when he'd take my body, over and over again, there was never just once with him...

what happened?....

what got me into this?....

who was he?....

well what happened was I fell in love, my innocence is what got me into this mess, and Horan was his name, James Horan.

I had nothing to do with Horan and his boys, first were the Styles twins, Edward and Harry, then came the other three, Tomlinson, Louis. Payne, Liam. and Malik, Zayn. the six of them were trouble and of all the girls in my school James had to pick me. I can remember the first time he spoke to me, the first time he touched me...

he tugged me into the schools supply closet and made me ditch my third hour.

"you're innocent, I like that" were his words.

I had asked him why he took me, to only have him whisper those words on my neck. we had spent the whole hour, having dry sex and making out against the wall, he had me like putty in his hands and he knew it, he knew no one had ever touched me like he did, and he knew my curiosity would get the better of me, that the lust he created would over power my mind. it was my first time trying anything so dirty and James enjoyed knowing what he did to me, being the first to explore my body. he had me pinned to the wall, my legs tight around his waist as he held me up, thrusting his hips into mine with such force I could hardly handle it. he'd made me cum at least more than five times and he hadn't even cum once. he just pleasured me, and made my legs turn into jelly.

I'll admit I was resistant to him, when he'd try to have his way with me, the weird thing was, he actually listened to me. other times he'd punish me, though he could never really hold out on me for long. then the punishment would get interesting, he'd always tie me down and only touch me with his tongue and lips.

I snapped out of my thoughts, feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket.

'James: I need you. x'

I shuddered lightly, imagining him whisper those words in my ear. standing up, I rushed to my closet, looking for one of the lingerie sets he'd bought me. I slipped on my red one, knowing that he loved me in red. tugging his shirt over my head, I gasped, turning around to heard James get through my window.

"James!" I squeaked in surprise, he was dressed in his usual white tshirt, a jean vest, over it, with his black pants and black converse on, his blonde hair was in its usual quiff, those mesmerising blue eyes hidden by his sunglasses. I whimpered as he stalked over to me, his fingers teasingly tugging at the hem of his shirt on my body, my back against the wall. the smirk on his face was smug and cocky, knowing he could do anything with me and I'd let him.

"what should I do with you?" James cooed softly.

"kiss me" I whispered. it was innocent, but in the short week we spent away from each other I missed him, and those soft lips.

"its always the little things with you" he chuckled against me. I nodded softly, blushing, and gasping when his lips touched mine, he was so soft and slow with his kisses, it always got to me so fast when he was delicate.

"don't worry, I've got you" he whispered. I whimpered against him, his fingers tugging the fabric of his shirt as he pulled me to the bed, where he sat down, the bulge in his pants was already growing as he unbuttoned them, just as I was about to fall to my knees, James stopped me.

"I want you" he whispered, pulling me on top of him. "is your dad home?" he panted out. I shook my head, pulling his shirt from my body. he smirked at the lingerie I had on, knowing he loved red on me, he'd told me countless times how it made him feel, seeing me like this. I grinned, leaning down as he sat up to meet me. I took off those dark sunglasses, meeting those beautiful blue eyes I loved to see.