"Babe, come in and look what Shawn sent us." your boyfriend of 5 years, Niall shouted from the back door.
You were doing your annual laps in the pool. It was good exercise, plus, you enjoyed when Niall joined you afterwards for a little intimate session.
You swim to the steps and wrap around your torso and walk inside the house. Due to the cold air, your skin formed goosebumps. Sitting on the table in the kitchen was a box, a special PR box from Shawn. It had beautiful watercolors on it with a cassette player with a tape with Shawn's new song. Niall put the tape in the player, soon the sounds of Shawn filled the room. Niall started mouthing the lyrics and starting dancing his way toward you.
"I wouldn't come hear me if I were you. I'm soaking wet! Niall!" you giggled as he put his arms around your waist and pulling you in close.
"I don't care," he whispered in your ear, letting his hands find the top of the towel and letting it fall to the floor, showing off your patterned bikini. "Besides, I like it when you're wet." he bit down on your lip.
"Oh you do?" you said in between kisses. "And would Shawn like us gettin' freaky to one of his songs?" you giggle.
He shrugged his shoulders, "What he doesn't know won't kill him."
He dug his face into your neck. His warm breath on the sweet spot right above your collarbone. You let out a faint moan, causing Niall to move you closer to the kitchen table. Niall untied your bathing suit top and let it fall to the floor. You moved the cassette and the box to the side as you laid down on the table with your arms stretched out above you. Niall leaned down and started kissing up your legs, onto your thighs, and right over your aching heat. He blew air on to your clothed center, just to be a tease, and for you to orgasm harder. Niall always knew how to make you feel good, whether it was in or outside the bedroom. He knelt down and put your legs above his shoulders and watched as you squirmed as he pushed your bottoms to the side and licked up your slit.
"Oh." you moaned out and ran your hands through his thick brunette hair.
"Ni- Don't stop." you moaned, only this time, more louder.
Just as you were getting to that certain climax, the doorbell rings.
"Fuck." Niall wiped his mouth.
"What? Who is that?"
He sighed, "I forgot I invited Mully over. The big game is on tonight. I told him he could come over early for drinks."
"Are you fucking serious?" you leaned up on your arms.
"I'm sorry babe."
You covered your chest and grabbed your top and stormed up the stairs.
"Babe!" Niall yelled after you.
He groaned to himself, trying to get his boner to go down before he opened the door for his friend to come in.
You overheard Mully ask where you were, only for Niall to say you were upstairs freshening up upstairs since you just got out of the pool. You rolled your eyes and went to take a shower. Since Niall wasn't going to finish you off, you were going to do it yourself.
You grabbed your phone off the bedside table and put on your (and Nialls) favorite album to have sex to, Rihanna's "Anti." You placed the phone on the sink and turned on the water, making it extra warm. You slid off your bottoms and hopped into the shower.
You slid down the wall and landed on the floor, your legs were opened wide and you began to play with yourself, luckily, Niall's saliva was still dripping down your center and you were well over aroused.
