Katie's POV
Louis and I stayed at the club for awhile. We we're having fun drinking and talking to each other. After a few minutes we decided it's time to go home. We went back to their hotel and to be honest I'm not sure why I'm here. He was supposed to drop me off my apartment but I think he forgot. Oh well..
I sit on the bed, he walks toward me. He leans down and removes my heels. "Thanks." He sits with me on the bed. His eyes are burning at me. "Heard this bed is new and if it's new, then we have to..." he pauses and continues, "baptize it. Right?" I nod. Oh my. My subconscious glares at me. I know we're drunk. Drunk as fuck. But that really doesn't matter now. He wants me. I want him. Here, now.
He grabs my hand, curling his fingers around mine and puts it on his lap. Then, he gazes down at me with... what? My heart starts pounding. Desire? Lust? LOVE? Holy cow, that look!
"Oh I love you, Katie." I flush. Does he really mean every word? I stare up at him. Meeting his blue eyes. He leans down, closes his eyes and kisses me. He releases my hand and curls his fingers to my head, into my hair, holding me in place. My body rises as I respond to his kiss. Suddenly, the nature of his kiss alters, no longer sweet, admiring, but deep and devouring---his tongue invading my mouth. I groan as he deepens the kiss. He inhales sharply and groans. I know, Louis. I know.
"Are you sure?" He murmurs in my ear, gently kisses it then bites it. I gasp. He is drunk, confirmed. This is the first time he asked me if it's okay with me. Dude, he's the Dominant.
"Hmm." I nod. He moves suddenly, laying down on top of me, pressing me to the mattress---one hand on my chin, the other skimming around my body... my breast, waist, hip and around my behind. He kisses me again, pushing his leg between mine, raising my knee, grinding against me. I can feel his growing erection on my belly. Oh my! I gasp and moan again to his lips, losing myself, giving him all of me. I kiss him hard, running my fingers through his hair, fisting my hands and holding him tight. Hmm. He tastes so good. Oh Louis. What you do to me.
Abruptly, he stops, stands up and pulls me off the bed so I am standing in front of him. He unzips the back of my dress and kneels quickly, yanking them and my panties down, and before I can breathe again, I am back on the bed beneath him. Holy cow, he's not taking off his shirt. Ugh, I want to touch him.
"Oh Louis." And slowly he flexes his hips and pushes partway into me. I would normally tilt my pelvis up to him but I can't move. He withdraws two fingers inside me.
"Ah. Please!" He pushes fractionally into me again then withdraws while kissing me.
"No!" His breathing mirrors mine, and teases me once more---in... and out.
"I want you." I beg. "Please."
I hear a soft sigh against my ear. He quickly unbuttons his fly. Oh my. LOUIS! He rears up and slams into me. "Ah!" I cry out.
"Oh Katie. This is what makes you beautiful." He groans loudly and thrusts deep, again and again, over and over, and I am lost, trying to absorb all the pleasure. I long to straighten my legs, to control my orgasm, but I can't... I'm helpless and weak. Tears spring to my eyes. I'm his, just his, only his. This is too intense. I can't stop him. I don't want to. But I want to. I want.. Oh no... oh no...
"Let go," he breathes---and I do, loudly, my orgasm convulsing through my body. His hands move to my backside and he controls me, moving me up and down, again and again, at his pace---his hot, rough, slick tempo.
"Ah!' I groan helplessly into his mouth as I'm carried away.
"Yes." he hisses, like he won another brit. I rain kisses on his face, his face, his chin, his jaw, his neck.
"Baby," he breathes, capturing my mouth once more. I'm breathless. He moans loudly and wraps his arms around me tightly as he climaxes with a mournful sob. Oh Louis. And it's enough. Enough for me to want more. But i'm already weak. I release my arms around his head and let go, and I come around him, tears prick my eyes. I've never been this so happy. And I know with him, I will always be happy. Because I love him so much.

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