Daddy Horan

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Warning: Mature content ahead. Yall mf just got warned , enjoyy even though it sucks. & unedited.

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"Where do you think your going? We were just getting started." He chuckled.

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When I was about to go to the door, Niall went straight to the door and locked it. He closed all the blinds that were near him.

I was so scared of what Niall was gonna do next. I don't wanna lose my virginity in a classroom. Not like this.

Niall came straight at me and kissed me hard. He sucked my lower lip.

"I want to bite this lip," He murmurs against my mouth, and carefully he tugs at it with his teeth. I moan, and he smiles. "So many things this pretty little mouth can do."

Confident, sexy, eyes blazing, and my heart begins to pound. My blood's pumping through my body. Desire, thick and hot, pools in my belly. He stands in front of me, staring down into my eyes. He's so freaking hot.

"Let's take this jacket off, shall we?" He says softly, and gently slides my jacket off my shoulders. He places it on the chair.

"Do you have any idea how much I want you?" He whispers. My breath hitches. I cannot take my eyes off his. He reaches up and gently runs his fingers down my cheek to my chin.

Leaning down, he kisses me. His kiss is demanding, his tongue and lips coaxing mine. I moan. He puts his arms around me and hauls me against his body, squeezing me tightly. His hand flexes over my backside and squeezes gently. Then, he holds me against his hips and I feel his erection which he languidly pushes into me.

I moan once more into his mouth. I can hardly contain the riotous feelings. I want him so badly. Gripping his upper arms, I feel his biceps. He's surprisingly strong... muscular. I move my hands up to his face and into his hair. I tug gently, and he groans. He eases me towards his desk. He drops into his knees.

His hands reach up and undo the button on my jeans, and he leisurely pulls down the zipper. He slowly pulls my jeans down, his eyes on mine the whole time. He leans down over me and grasping each of my ankles, quickly jerks my legs apart, and goes between my legs. I squirm.

"Keep still," he murmurs, and then he leans over me and kisses the inside of my thigh, trailing kisses up, over the thin lacy material of my panties, kissing me.

"Oh Lana, What am I going to do to you?"

I'm panting loudly. All I can concentrate on is his voice and his touch. Nothing else is real. Nothing else matters, nothing else registers on my radar. His fingers slip into my panties, and I groan.

"Oh, baby," he murmurs, and he pushes two fingers inside of me. I gasp. It felt uncomfortable yet pleasurable.

"Ready for me to soon," he says. He moves his fingers tantalizingly slowly in, out, and I push against him, tilting my hips up.

"Oh yes. My sweet girl is ready," he scolds softly, and his thumb circles my clitòris and then presses down.

I groan loudly as my body bucks beneath his expert fingers.

I couldn't bring myself to speak. This feeling is overwhelming and I never want it to end. I looked down at him and his face was in between my legs. He slowly placed soft, warm kisses inside my thighs.It was going so agonizingly slow.

I wanted this more than anything right now.I knew this wasn't right. That it would create so many problems for both of us and others, but this is what I wanted. I wanted Niall. But not because I have feelings for him.