Part 3 Rush Hour. Niall nodded his head with a smile, as a sign for you to put it on. You walked slowly back, and sat yourself beside him as you took his cap off and planted it on his head. It looks best on you. You said and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. You took your one foot over his, and twisted your legs together, so that you sat real close to each other. When the movie started, you began imitating Jackie Chan’s first line, as you ate chocolate at the same time. Niall looked at you with his sparkling blue eyes, and laughed his cute Irish laugh at you. You just giggled. You loved being the reason for his laughter. You are so cute. He said and gave you a quick peck on the cheek. You laughed and laughed together, and you started crying because you laughed so much. Rush Hour, you loved it. Niall laughed with you the whole time, and you just buried your head in his chest while laughing like crazy. You had never felt this right about anything or anyone. With him you were carefree. You could tell him everything, and talk to him about everything. And he always complimented you and made you feel beautiful every time you spent time together. You felt comfortable around him. And that meant the world to you, Niall was your world. You snuggled through the movie, and when the movie had played half the time. Niall’s hand had moved from your hip, to your bum. He rubbed his hand slowly up and down your back underneath the Tee you had borrowed. His warm hand touching your skin, made shivers erupt your skin. You were sure he’d noticed your reaction to his touch. You looked at him with darkened eyes, as you bit your lower lip. And you could see it in his eyes too. Lust. You leaned in so that your noses were touching, and your lips only inches apart. You sat yourself on your knees, straddling him, so that your bum was resting on his thighs. You just stared at each other, deeply in the eyes. You could feel his hot breath playing on your lips. You ran your fingers slowly through his dirty blond hair, keeping your eyes fixed on his. They were flicking from your eyes to your lips. He couldn’t take your teasing anymore, and pressed his lips hard and passionately against yours. You kept your hands running through his messy hair as your lips moved in perfect sync. No words could ever explain the feelings you could exchange through one simple kiss. One breathtaking kiss. His lips were so soft as they moved with yours. A low moan came from you as his hands travelled down your body and his tongue entered your mouth. It felt so good. It was like you could sit like this forever – plastered to his lush lips. His kisses moved down your jaw-line, and further down to your neck, leaving hot, wet, kisses down it. You let out a moan as he hit your sweet spot, and you could feel him smirk. He knew what you wanted. You took your hand, and tilted his face up, so you could look him in the eyes. You kissed him hard and needy, your feelings exploding through your contact. Your tongues fought for dominance, expressing all these emotions that you’ve kept for yourself in such a long time. The kiss turned fast from passionate - to hot and wild, and you kissed each other like there was no tomorrow. You ran your hands down his covered chest and stomach, and smiled when you felt a bulge in his pants. Without breaking away from the kiss, you took your T-shirt off – or Niall’s Tee – which left you in nothing but your purple-matching underwear. Niall smiled into the kiss, and reached behind your back for the clip on your bra. But you stopped him. Aye, that’s not fair, you’ve still got all your clothes on, you said playfully. Niall’s smirk only grew wider, and his eyes shaded a darker colour. His shirtless body made you even wetter than you already were. You started kissing down his perfectly sculpted body, earning a couple of appreciative responds from Niall. You came down to his pants, and ran your hands lightly over the exposed bulge, making him moan. You kept your eyes on his as you took his pants off, leaving you both in underwear. The electricity and hormonal tension between you was growing thick, fast. He took your bra off, exposing your breasts to his hungry eyes, and he carefully lied you down on the sofa. His lips were warm as they traced your body, and it felt so good. He felt so good.
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