Smiling up at him, he sent her a cheeky grin as her cheeks flushed. His white button was the only article of clothing she had one. Her eyes bright as he moved around before taken the seat beside her, this was perhaps the only quiet and private moment the two were going to get before the rest of the gang around. It wasn't unusual for her to be there before the others but it was for her to be one of the first to arrive at the distinction. Maybe it was the tempting knowledge that these few hours were the only ones they would get alone.
Chuckling slightly he placed the plate of food between them before the pair went off to picking their desired fruit. The home was cold as the air blasted through the vents preventing any sudden warm air, but yet her skin was on fire. The light red marks turning slight purple reminders of the night they had shared before. The way his hand rested on her thigh, to the soft trace of circles his thumb left on her skin.
"Freshly picked like you like them.." he stated as he watched her bring the strawberry to her lips. Looking down at the fruit before her, she smiled up at him. She wasn't sure when it had happened but she managed to slowly fall for him. What she didn't know was that the moment she craved his touched, he craved her more.
"They're lovely Niall, sweet just like you.." she mumbled as he chuckled softly. Licking his lips he traced the juice down her hand. Looking up at him with bright eyes, she watched as he took her hand in his. Closing his eyes softly he turned her palm over. Her small fingers hit his tongue as he hummed softly. Her eyes fell closed as he took each of them to his lips, licking off the sweet taste of fruit.
"Fuck." sighing he looked up at her lust filled eyes before she could register what as happing her back was rested against the cool glass of the table as his lips connected with his. The corded muscles in his arms rippled, his biceps flexing as he hovered above her.
Lust swelled when he drove his lips forward, aligning their lower bodies, as he groaned out. "You have no idea how crazy you make me.." The pressure of him straining behind his sweats, leaving little to no doubt about just what she made him feel. Her mind ran a million miles an hour, as she tried but failed to keep her desire at bay.
"The other's will be here soon, Ni.." she breathed as his lips brushed lightly against hers. His bright blue eyes were fervent, ablaze with an emotion she couldn't identify.
"I could work with that..."
Niall deftly pushed her panties aside, his thumb grazing her most sensitive area. He softly eased a finger inside her, and the sense of responsibility flew out the window. Resting his elbows as he continued to kiss her fiercely, his skilled fingers bringing her to a state of bliss. The tension coiled tightly in her stomach, a pressure that her chasing relief. She rocked her hips against his hand, craving more, and she swallowed back a moan.
"That's it, baby girl," he egged her on, voice guttural in her ear. "Let go for me."
Her breathing quickened when she glanced up at him, their gazes locking. His eyes were almost black, filled with a stark hunger that fueled the knots in her stomach. Sliding another finger in to join the first, pushing in and out of her until he had her gasping. Just as the palm of his hand found the right spot, a voice was hard by the front door.
"Niall? Y/N."
Their eyes widen as Niall was quick to pull his fingers out and bringing them to his lips. She watched with her mouth agape, as he groaned lightly throwing his head back. "Fuck baby can't wait to finish what we started.." he growled as she stood up fixing his shirt on her body.
"Alison, Hey.."
"You guys okay?"
