Eccentric (Niall Horan)

Chapter 29

Niall is never delicate.

Ok, holy fucking shit. Excuse my French, but this is actually happening and I couldn't think of a better moment to say it.

Niall is on his knees, looking at my body in front of him. Imma tell you, I'm not ashamed of my body but I've never had any guy look at me this way. Not even with my first time, he didn't even take off my shirt.

I feel Niall's hands on my waist, his hands cold on my skin but it's like a potion that at the contact they automatically change his temperature. He keeps his hands on my stomach feeling and pinching, he's looking at my chest that, I could tell you. He has his lip between his teeth and both his lips rings are popping out. His lips felt better with the lips rings.

In such a speed he kisses me again, opening his mouth wider and our tongues fighting each other. I grip onto his tensed bicep and he let's go leaving me pouting only to take off his tank top and throw it across the room. He returns to kissing me, this time pushing onto my shoulders and sinking me deeper into the mattress. His hips rock against me, his erection growing, teasing me and Niall knows it. He bites down onto my lip again and reaches for the button on my pants he rips it open the button flying and slips his hand in to feel me. He teases my clit and slips two fingers, my breathing hitching.

He let's go of my lip tasting a tint of blood in my mouth. He's moving quickly, roughly. I arch my back off the mattress, my head hiding between my two large pillows.

"Fuck" Niall groans, such an appealing sound. I take this time to look at him. I love his arms, the way they contract and move. He really is this demon created by the devil that has been hiding behind the god that's disguised as a sexy human being that only heaven can make.

I almost scream when Niall fits his four fingers inside me but he cover my mouth with his hand. He lowers his head closer to mine, his wet lips brushing my ear.

"Shh, their in the house" He whispers seductively and let's go of me pulling out and getting off the bed leaving my heart pounding against my entrance. He walks to the door, almost panicking that he's leaving me but I hear the lock click and my body washes with relief.

I'm on my elbows when he smirks in front of me. I've only seen him smirk once, and that memory is long forgotten.

Breaking me out of thought Niall grips my ankles and in an instant I've shifted to the edge of the bed, my legs hanging off. His hands in a swift movement tug on my pants and they pool on the floor. And there we go with the lip biting, he looks so perfect and flawless. His tattoos and rings make him even better. His index finger hooks on my panties then let's go of it so that it slaps against my skin. I look deeply into his blue blazing eyes, he's moving closer until he is fully leaning on his arms.

I grab his hair and pull him to me wanting to feel his lips. His rings on my lips, his tongue hugging mine in a rough heated kiss. I dig my nails in his scalp and pull on his hair. He groans in agony feeling the sound vibrate through my mouth. I moan in response and feel his hand slide down to my waist. His fingers grasp my panties and pulls on it with force. I pull away my eyes widening and breathing heavily.

He just ripped my panties.

Niall leans in licking my bottom lip and bites the corner of my mouth. He pushes onto my shoulders all his weight on me. I grab the top of his shorts and pull him closer than he already is.

"Don't. be. so. eager" Niall says. I can feel him trying to hide his smile.

His hands reach my thigh and rubs down to my crotch. He pulls on my pubic hair causing me to gasp. He doesn't let go, instead he grabs my legs and wraps them around his waist. With speed he pushes us further on the bed, kicking the pillows to floor. He brings me up against the headboard and grabs the strap of my bra smirking at me. I gulp my breasts falling out of the cup. Niall looks at my body as he towers over me. His fingers enter me again, me gasping and moaning loudly. I feel the pain and the pleasure, he's feeling me and I can't help but spread my legs hoping to give him more entrance.