"I'm so sorry." Before I had a chance to respond with anything he kisses me. It feels as though everything he's feeling was being poured into the kiss. This kiss held so much passion. It was deep. His tongue felt so good against mine, hints of my juices salting up his tongue almost balancing out the usual sweetness of his kisses. It was minutes but felt like hours that we kissed. His hands roamed my body as I brushed my fingers through his hair over and over again. Having to stop for air, we both pull back. Chests heaving against one another, eyes locking together again.

"Are you ready?" He asked cocking an eyebrow up.

"Yeah." I huffed out. I found it sincere that he asked if I was ready. He probably is still hesitant on touching me. It was a step back, but we were still moving forward to what we use to be.

Niall discarded his clothes and looked down to position himself at my entrance. He teasingly rubs the tip up and down my folds before pushing in. It was a stretch for me so I closed my eyes waiting for the awkward feeling to pass. Once he saw I was ready he started to pump in and out. He pushed into me completely, filling me up like no one could ever do. We were like a puzzle when it came to sex. Two different pieces fitting together perfectly to become complete.

Niall spread my legs apart a little wider, and then rested his elbows on each side of my head. He thrust becoming deeper. I keep bucking my hips to meet his. Niall and I never took it this slow, maybe once, but that was awhile ago. It felt good because I could actually feel him and be more intimate.

He rested his forehead on mine giving me small little pecks every now and then. Moans were coming from both of our mouths.

I started clenching around his cock, making even more moans fall from his mouth.

"I know you want to take it slow babe," I huffed out in-between breaths, "but I need you to go faster."

One quick nod of the head and Niall picked up his pace. He sat up, while staying inside me, and hooked his arms under my knees to help him go faster. Soon enough Niall was rocking into me so hard I had to grip the sheets.

"Fuck." He cried out bending his head backwards and shutting his eyes.

"I'm close Niall." I whimper.

"I'll get you there, babe."

He bent back down going even faster than before hitting my g-spot with every thrust. Niall takes his thumb and pointer finger and rolls my clit between the two fingers adding even more to the pleasure. That warm fuzzy feeling was building up in my stomach and spreading all over my body. He bent down to kiss me then mumbled on my lips "Come for me"

I came on him and I came hard. Second powerful orgasm of the night. The feeling so strong I couldn't see straight for a couple seconds. I guess my orgasm was enough to set Niall off and he released too. Groans coming from deep inside his throat. His eyes were shut once again and his head dropped into the crook of my neck.

He collapsed on top of me, all his body weight shifted on me keeping me warm. I didn't care that he was somewhat squishing me, I just wanted to stay close to him. His leaves multiple sloppy kisses on my neck as we both try to regulate our breathing. After about 10 minutes or so he looks up once again staring at me with those blue eyes that hold so many emotions.

"I love you so fucking much. You are my world and I am willing to give up everything I have just to keep you." He pushed back the strands of hair that had fallen onto my face. "I love you just please never doubt that. I am so sorry" His voice started to crack once again and before he could start crying I take his face in my hands to bring him in for a kiss. I give him one of those kisses that take your breath away.