I bit my lip as I looked over to where she was sitting on the couch. She had her arms by her sides, hands in her lap. I made a motion to scoot myself over, just a little closer. She leaned into me a bit. That’s all the permission I needed. I slung my arm over her shoulders slowly, and held her closer to me.
“Are you comfortable, (Y/N)?” I bit my lip again as I asked. She looked up at me, powder blue eyes meeting mine.
“Yeah, I am,” she flashed a smile, making my stomach do a flip. I looked down, worried about seeing a tent in my pants. I let out a breath, steadying myself.
“This is a pretty cool movie,” (Y/N) said. I glanced over at the screen – it was some chick flick, I wasn’t really paying attention. I traced patterns on her bare shoulder with the tips of my fingers, moving inward until my skin grazed over the material that covered her chest. She wriggled a little beneath me at the contact. I wasn’t sure if she was shivering or letting me know it felt nice. I slid one palm down my thigh, culling the sweat that was forming on my skin. I slowly moved my fingers over her breast, feeling the material of her t-shirt. I squeezed a little, and she sighed lowly – or was it a moan?
“Hey, Niall?” She turned her head and looked up at me again.
“Yeah?” I breathed out in reply.
“I had a really good time tonight,” she smiled warmly, “thank you again for this.” In that moment, I slunk my hand from my thigh and brought it up to her face. I tilted her chin up a little and held her gaze. “You don’t need to thank me, beautiful,” I whispered, “the pleasure is all mine, trust me,” I chuckled a little.
“You’re so sweet,” she said quietly.
“Wanna see how much sweeter I can be?” I whispered to her, moving closer. I pressed my lips to hers lightly at first. I wanted her to be comfortable before I deepened the kiss. She molded her lips to mine and I responded enthusiastically, kissing her softly before pressing harder and letting my tongue out to tease her bottom lip. She rolled her lips around mine, pulling at my bottom lip playfully. I smiled like an idiot into the kiss and let my tongue out again, this time pressing at the seam of her lips, asking to be let in. She kept her mouth sewn shut at first, keeping the kiss simple and romantic, but a moment later, she parted her lips and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. I explored every inch of her that I could, until my tongue hit the back of her throat. She laced her tongue over mine, tasting me from top to bottom. I tightened my grip on her face, moving my hand to cup her cheek. The other pulled her closer to me by her shoulder. She leant in to me, still wrestling her tongue with mine. I pulled back only to dip into the kiss again. She let out a low moan, and flattened out her tongue as I pressed mine into her mouth again. We both laughed a little, excited by the kiss. I tore my mouth away from hers to look her in the eyes. I caught her gaze, holding it for a few moments before I let my gaze wander, travelling to her lips then to her collarbones, then her chest.
“You’re so beautiful,” I swallowed hard, gulping noisily.
“Like I said,” she grinned, “so sweet.”
I kissed her again. She turned her body into me completely, her knees knocking against mine. I moved my hands to her shoulders, warming her skin and rubbing in circles. The tips of my fingers danced along her collarbones, teasing the collar of her t-shirt. I tugged at the hem a little, moving my hands down to grip the material in my hands.
“Mmm, this should definitely come off,” I groaned into the kiss. She pulled away and ducked her head to remove her t-shirt. I watched her work, licking my lips at what I saw. She balled the t-shirt up and tossed it aside. She turned back to face me.
“Your turn,” she winked. I laughed at her confidence, before I slipped my own t-shirt over my head. I threw it aside hastily.
“I like this game,” I grinned, my hands finding her bare waist. I trailed up and down, feeling her soft skin beneath mine. She pressed her flat palms to my front, moving up and down my torso. She bit her lip and met my gaze again. I leant in and kissed her lips once, twice, three times. They were incredibly soft, perfectly moist. I moved my hands up and squeezed her breasts again, the material of her bra tickling my palms. I hooked two fingers beneath the silk and traced over her nipples. They were hard already. I felt my erection swell. I needed to get her naked – fast.
I slipped my fingers out of her bra and hurried down her stomach to the band of her jeans. I pressed hard over the zipper, where I knew her pussy was. She gasped out at the contact, spilling a little breath into my mouth as she broke away from the kiss. She gulped down and gripped my face in her hands, kissing harder. I undid the button of her jeans, and then the zipper. I listened to the growl of it going down – an all too familiar sound.
“Niall,” she murmured, between kisses.
“What is it, love?” I smirked, a few fingers teasing her pussy through the material of her panties.
“I just…” she tried to say. I pulled away from her in an instant. Swallowing hard, I tried to meet her gaze in the darkness of the living room.
“I’m not… making you uncomfortable, am I?” I almost gasped the words.
“No, no, Niall,” she shook her head, placing her palms on my shoulders, “it’s just… I feel like I should tell you. I guess it’s a little embarrassing, but…”
“Love, what is it?” I urged her, my eyes wide.
“I’m a…” she looked at me through her lashes, “I’m a virgin.” She took a breath and bowed her head. I watched her for a moment with my brow furrowed.
“And you thought that would be embarrassing, why?” I smiled warmly at her. One hand shot to her chin, tilting her face upward. I met her gaze and smiled again, laughing a little to break the awkwardness of the moment.
“I don’t know,” she worried, “I guess I figured you would just be used to girls with more… you know, experience. And I was just scared that you wouldn’t like me as much if you knew I’d never been with a guy before.”
“Love, I don’t care about that at all… and if you don’t want to,” I started.
“No, no, I do,” she hurried out, “I really do.”
I smiled again, and kissed her once. I placed my hands on her waist, and helped her off the couch. I took her in my arms and gave her a fleeting hug. Turning away from her, I held out my arms behind me and bent my knees.
“Niall, what are you doing?” I heard her say. I craned my neck around to see her puzzled face.
“Jump on, love,” I grinned at her.
“What?” Was all that she replied with. I turned around to face her again. I brought my palms to her face and held her lightly, as if she were made of glass. I pressed my lips to hers and tried to convey my passion.
“Jump on my back,” I breathed against her lips, “because I think we need to take this to the bedroom.” I spoke lowly, grinning when I was finished. I turned back around and she clambered onto my back – a little hesitant at first, but willing all the same. She wrapped her legs around my front and I held her tightly as I walked us to the bedroom. She nestled her face into my neck, and pressed a few delicate kisses to my skin there.
“God, you’re awesome,” I breathed as I nudged the bedroom door open. I didn’t bother to flick on the light, but went straight to the bed. I turned my body and leant back, laying her down gently. She fell back against the blankets and stretched her body out. I turned around to face her and smiled warmly.
“Now,” I began, “since you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, I’m going to have to treat you extra special tonight.” She giggled as I leant forward and pressed my palms to her stomach. I stretched my fingers upward until I caught her bra, and she arched her back to let me unhook it from behind. I pulled the flimsy material from her outstretched arms, and flung it aside. She leant back again, relaxing against the covers. Her boobs bounced for me a little. I shuffled one leg, feeling my erection tight inside my jeans. I popped the button, growled the zipper down and shucked them down to my ankles. I kicked them away before I leant forward again, the band of my boxers slung low around my hips. I kissed either of her hipbones, tracing my tongue along the band of her jeans. I pulled them down slowly, my eyes on her the entire time. She bit her lip, watching me tug her jeans at her ankles. I tossed them away, and knelt before her on the bed.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked her quietly, my voice a little husky. She nodded straight away.
“I’m sure, Niall,” she whispered. I kissed her anklebone, one hand carving patterns in her calf, the other rubbing circles over her knee. I moved upward, dotting kisses all along her legs. I reached her waist, and gripped tightly, my eyes on hers. I spread her out on her back, and ran my hands up her belly, between her breasts and up the underside of her arms until they were over her head. I held them down, holding her there with our fingers tangled together. I was hovering over her, my erection numb against her thigh. I ran my hands downwards again, until I was cupping her breasts. I squeezed her nipples lightly, thumbing and flicking. I dipped my head down, and caught one of her hard nipples between my lips. I sucked hard, rolling the other between my thumb and forefinger. She tried to tilt her body upwards as I worked, but I placed one palm over her right shoulder and laid her down again, gently. I dropped her nipple from my lips, and rested my chin on her chest.
“How are you feeling, baby?” I murmured against her skin.
“Fine,” she let out, breathing heavily.
“Good,” I replied – it was almost a growl.
I moved further down her body, kissing all over stomach. She wriggled a little when my lips traced patterns just above the band of her panties. I placed a hand flat on her stomach to soothe her, and palmed at her knees to press her legs apart. I rested myself between her thighs, and lowered my head. I kissed her pussy lightly through the fabric of her panties. She squirmed again, her thighs squeezing either side of me.
“Babe,” I whispered, “what is it?”
“I just…” she murmured sheepishly, “I don’t want you to think… I’m ugly down there or anything.”
I pressed my lips lightly to the inside of her thigh, and chuckled against her skin. I let out my tongue and licked a little area of her skin. I tilted my head upward until I met her gaze. I smoothed out my expression and spoke as honestly as I could, “Love, that would be absolutely impossible,” I told her, “I have no doubt that every inch of you is 100% beautiful.”
I held her gaze as I slipped two fingers beneath the band of her panties, tugging them down her thighs. I moved back as I pulled them to her ankles. She kicked them away, and spread her legs again, welcoming me back in. I moved forward again, and examined her. I grinned up at her.
“Like I said,” I murmured, hitching one of her legs over my shoulder, “100% beautiful.” I breathed over her pussy before I pressed my lips there. I kissed her folds, and licked in between them, moving along her slit. I placed light kisses around her clit, licking lightly before I tried a little rougher. I bit at her clit a few times, hearing her breathing increase and hitch in her throat.
“Oh, God Niall,” she managed out after a minute. I chuckled softly, the vibrations of my voice moving against her skin. I dipped my tongue into her pussy, and licked her out. I moved my tongue in wide circles, kissing her clit every few seconds.
“God, you’re so wet, babe,” I told her, pressing a thumb to her clit as I licked up and down her slit. I kissed her folds, sucking them hard.
“This feels so fucking good, Niall,” she panted. Her heel dug into my back, her leg still over my shoulder. I gripped her thigh and pulled the other over, her heels meeting each other at my back. She pushed me further into her wet heat, and I slipped my tongue into her, diving in and out. I ran two fingers up and down, tracing the outline of her pussy. I started to rub circles on her clit with my thumb, moving my mouth back to drive a finger into her entrance. I start to move in and out of her.
“Yes, fuck, Niall,” she spat out, gasping. I felt her walls pulsate as I pressed another finger in. I pumped them in and out of her, moving faster each time. With my other hand, I traced patterns up and down her stomach before laying my palm flat, keeping her steady as her orgasm crept up to her. She arched her back, squirming beneath me. I knelt up and kissed her belly button, still pumping my fingers in and out of her. Her heavy breath became a blur, and I curved my fingers to pound into her g-spot, sending her over the edge. I dipped my head and she came into my open mouth. I licked her clean, listening to the sounds of her catching her breath.
When I was finished, I came up and pulled my boxers down as I went. I clambered over her, hovering over her until I was perfectly matched to her, and resting on my elbows. She looked down at my erection, and bit her lip. Her hands teased my skin as she made her way to my length. With wide eyes, she gripped my length, but I batted her hands away. I gripped her wrists, and placed her hands on the covers either side of her.
“No,” I murmured, “tonight is all about you. Don’t worry, you don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”
She nodded numbly beneath me. I kissed her once, and brushed a loose strand of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. I shot a hand down and curved my palm around my own length. She spread her legs a little more beneath me.
“Are you ready, love?” I asked her quietly. She nodded again, and I leant up to kiss her forehead. I held her gaze as I pushed my length into her. I had to press a little harder – she was so tight. She bit her lip as I funneled through her walls.
“Ah!” She gasped, and I smothered her lips with mine. I kept watching her, even as her eyes welled and a tear slipped down her cheek. I brought a hand up and wiped it away. I rested my length halfway inside.
“Oh God,” I murmured, “I’m hurting you. We… we shouldn’t do this.” I tossed my head from side to side, my eyes roaming all over her.
“No, Niall,” she held my biceps, “It just hurts a little… I…”
I slid my length into her a little more, “How’s that?”
“Mmm,” she bit her lip, “it’s just… ah!”
I kissed her again, and pressed my lips to the tear track on her cheek. I slid into her a little more again, until I was resting in her completely. I pulled back a little, beginning to thrust.
“I promise, baby,” I whispered then I kissed her, “that it’ll feel better in a minute. I promise you’ll feel what I’m feeling soon.” I started thrusting, going as slow as I could. I kept watching her, my eyes raking over her changing expressions. After a minute, she started to nod, her breath catching in her throat again.
“There we go,” I kissed her nose, starting to go faster. I leant my weight on my palms as I dug them into the covers on either side of her. My chest started heaving as my stomach started to knot. I leant down and gathered her up in my arms, picking her up until we were both sitting and straddling one another. She wrapped her legs around me again, and I went into her deeper than before. She let out a moan and widened her eyes at the noise she made.
“Oh, fuck, Niall,” she panted.
“Mmm, I know baby,” I breathed out, “I know.”
I held her tightly, my hands running up and down her back, grazing with my fingers. She wrapped her arms around me, her hands gathering at the nape of my neck. She ran her fingers though my hair, ruffling it. I watched her face, her pink cheeks and slightly cracked lips as I ground my length into her. I rolled my hips in line with hers. She kicked her heels into the small of my back, and pushed me further into her. I laid her back down, and knelt on top of her, going even harder into her. The pleasure in me started mounting, and my head was spinning. She bucked her hips beneath me, driving me wild. I gripped her breasts and squeezed hard, as I came close to my own orgasm.
“Oh, damn,” she moaned, “I’m gonna come again, Niall!”
“Yep, that’s it, babe,” I told her, flicking her nipples, “come for me. Come good for me.” I lifted her up again, by the supple flesh of her hips. I was on my knees, driving deep into her, long and slow. The pleasure was absolute ecstasy – it was insane. I slipped a hand behind her head, and slunk my fingers into her hair to keep her from hitting the headboard. I stroked up and down her neck, my orgasm mounting. Panting hard, I leant forward and breathed against her neck, murmuring her name over and over as my thrusts became sloppy.
“Come on, come for me, babe,” I grunted softly, kissing the sweat away from her jawline. Her walls tightened around me, and she gasped out again, a strangled moan escaping her throat. She came around my dick, and I started to rut her into the mattress, my thrusts became needy and jerky until I came inside her finally. I gasped out, my breathing all frazzled. I collapsed on top of her, and rolled to the side. I slung an arm over to collect her, pulling her against my chest. She snuggled in, and found her breath in my arms. I licked my lips, my mouth a little dry. I kissed her forehead a few times, letting my tongue out to taste her sweat. She sniffed into my chest.
“Are you all right?” I suddenly leant up, and examined her face. I raked my hands along her body gingerly, watching her carefully. “Did I hurt you at all?” I worried.
“No, no,” she shook her head, smiling, “Niall, it was beautiful, thank you.”
I chuckled at her. “Again with saying thank you,” I pursed my lips and squeezed her tightly, “like I said before, the pleasure is all mine, beautiful.”
She nestled her head on my chest again, listening to my heartbeat slowly return to normal. I held her gently and let my eyelids drift shut, sleep overcoming me, a perfect dream in mind and a perfect girl in my arms.