You & Me - A Niall Horan story

Part 16

30th October 2017 New York

You were warm and cosy when you woke up the next morning. Niall had his naked chest against your back and you could feel his morning erection against your body. His breathing was slow and steady and you could tell he was still in a deep sleep.

This was the life.

A perfect afternoon of sight seeing, a perfect dinner, all finished off with some mind blowing sex. You had never in your life ever felt so content and happy.

Niall was just amazing and you knew that being with him wouldn't be easy. Lots of travelling over the world, interviews, the world tour next year, with loads more dates that the Flicker Sessions. His golf work would take him away and then he would end next year by starting to write the next album.

You were in a bubble at that moment. The buzz of a new relationship, the bit where you can't bare to be away from one another. You didn't want that bubble to burst.

A series of kisses across your naked shoulders and neck alerted you to Niall being awake and you were pulled from your daydream.

"Morning beautiful." He whispered.

"Mmmm Morning." You replied, pulling his arms tighter around you.

He hissed as his sensitive tip rubbed against your naked thigh. His hands began wandering over your body, his fingers teasing your soft skin, brushing across your nipples. You gasped when he gave them a pinch and you pushed your bum against him. His touch causing your already warm body to heat up more.

Lazy sleepy morning sex with Niall was definitely your favourite. The slow pace that you normally hated at any other time of the day, was perfect when you had just woken up.

His fingers teasing your core, your hands up behind your head finding their way into Niall's hair. He ground his cock against your thigh, his mouth kissing everywhere he could reach. Then he gently rolled you onto your stomach and settled himself between your legs behind you. The hands that so beautifully played his guitar began to massage your bum, his thumbs moving down to put pressure on your clit and entrance.

When you grabbed the pillow from his side of the bed and propped it under your stomach to elevate yourself, he took that as an invite to have a taste. His tongue moved across your swollen clit, before moving deep inside you. Clenching your hands around the pillow under your head, as he explored both your pussy, your clit and your second hole.

You came slow and hard as he devoured you. He was moaning against your core as he tasted everything you could give him. The bottom on the bed was moving and you knew he had been rocking his hips back and forth, his cock rubbing on the bed to relieve some pressure.

Kissing your inner thighs and bum, he trailed his kisses up your back before whispering in your ear.

"You taste so fucking sweet baby girl."

You could only moan at his words as you tried to bring your breathing back to a normal level.

His body laid flat against yours as he pushed his hard cock inside you. A low strangled moan came tumbling out of his mouth as he sank in deeper and deeper. He moved your hair away from your neck and he brought his lips down to place kisses on your shoulders. His slow thrusts were precise as he pushed his hips against you.

This had become your favourite position for morning sex. You loved the feeling of being so connected and close to him when you were at your most vulnerable.

With a busy part of tour ahead, you both knew you wouldn't be alone much with each other. You certainly wouldn't be waking up next to each other and be able to do this for at least a week. Both of you would be staying on different tour buses and between shows you'd be travelling to the next one. Niall also had lots of interviews set up to, you were both definitely making sure you enjoyed every second of it.