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EVIE

Heavy hands travelled up the exposed skin of my lower navel. A lowly moan slips from my swollen lips and I bite down on the edge of my lip - hoping to stifle my moans. His lips leave a trail of hot kisses down my chest... sucking, nipping, and licking his way down the curves of my breasts. Lower and lower his lips moved... slowly making their way down to the protruding curve of my hipbone. 

Niall’s teeth bite lightly against my hip, causing my body to involuntarily buck up. His steady and strong hands hold down my sides, making it near impossible to move any more. I feel helpless under his strong gaze. With fluttering eyelids, I catch his heated gaze. Eyes that were once a glistening light blue are now a dark, lustful black - an immediate response made by his growing pupils. 

With grabby hands I reach out for him, taking his matted blonde hair into my hands. I pull him down closer to my lips, capturing them with my own. I don’t even notice the way my hips buckle up and into him, grinding ... hoping to release some of the building anticipation inside of me. He moans ... loud and low, growling out my name. 

His teeth reattach to my neck. Sucking, kissing, biting, he leaves his mark. I don’t hold back any more and call out his name - 

“Niall ....” my voice squeaks. His fingers trail down the side of my leg, rubbing my inner thigh before he slips inside and under the fabric of my dampening panties... 

“I want you,” he growls as his fingers depart from my core, only to rip away the flimsy fabric. “Fucking sexy... m’love these...” he said as he threw my pink cotton panties to the ground. “Ready -” he asked me... his voice softening as he gently kisses the corner of my mouth. 

“Yes -” I tell him surely. There has never been anything else I’ve ever been more sure about. And with that he moves his growing manhood, rubbing it against me before slowly entering...

Niall’s voice is incredibly raspy as he muffles my name against my neck, moving slowly. Our bodies move together in a steady pace. My eyes prickling with tears as the pain slowly subsides, only to be replaced with undeniable pleasure... “Evie... Evie...” he moans, “Evie...”

“Evie!” 

My whole body jolts awake. I can feel the sweat sticking to my skin as I sit up. Presley looks at me with an amused grin. Widen eyes watch me, her lips twitching with the evident smirk that wants to grace her mouth. 

“What -” I asked her.

“Having a good dream?” 

“What do you mean?” My voice cracks, even though I try my hardest to act as nonchalant as I can. The visions of my explicit dream coming back to me. I wasn’t sure where that came from. It wasn’t like Niall and I have even participated in... well... that yet. It’s only been a few weeks since we went the next level in our physical relationship, but I still wasn’t prepared to seal the deal, if you will. 

“I’ve always known you were a loud person, but I’ve never expected you to be that vocal during sex...” she said cheekily. Her stoic expression dissolving into a fit of audacious giggles. 

“Oh no-” groaning, I cover my heated cheeks with my hands. I usually didn’t get shy around Presley but knowing that she heard bits of my rather... erotic dream was too much. A serious case of TMI if you asked me. “What did I say?”

She cleared her throat, covering her chest with her right hand before she dramatically reenacted my rather vocal display... “Niall - oh yes! Right there... Ni--”