Niall Horan Sexual Frustrations

Finish Me Off

Sitting down on the edge of the desk, I couldn't help but smile at the blonde man across the room. He was one of the best, I knew that for sure. But I was one of the best too.

"So what brings you here?" he spoke, breaking the silence.

"I could ask you the same thing," I chortled.

"I'm here to finish you off," he shrugged. "But I'm sure you knew that."

"Finish me off?" I inquired. "Why Mr. Horan, I'm sure you know I can't have that happen."

Stepping forward, he brought himself into the light so I could see him more clearly. He was dressed in a pair of black dress pants, the tie around his neck undone, lipstick evident on the collar of his shirt.

"Did my intrusion interrupt something?" I giggled, a smirk playing on my lips.

"She'll be there when we're done," he sighed. "But I feel like you owe me something for interrupting something that was planned earlier this evening."

"Oh don't tell me that you're screwing one of your men's wives," I fake pouted.

"She's actually an ex-wife," he smirked.

"Pity."

"She was upset."

"Give her my condolences."

"You like to play dirty, don't you?"

"If only you knew, Horan."

"I like dirty girls."

"Oh I'm sure."

"But," he paused. "I'm only interested in seeing how dirty you can be."

My heartbeat picked up, my jaw going slack at his words. Niall knew what he was doing to me, it was written all over his face. I felt the throb in between my legs, my skin suddenly growing hot.

Coming towards me, Niall wrapped his arm around my waist and stepped in between my legs. Dipping his head, he started to suck on my neck, searching for my sweet spot.

"You know," I murmured. "I could kill you right now."

"I know," Niall chuckled. "But you won't."

"How are you so sure?" I inquired.

Suddenly his fingers were against my sex, stroking me. Leaning my head back, I felt his teeth clamp down onto my skin, sucking harshly.

"Because you want me to take care of this first."

Pushing my panties to the side, Niall started to circle my clit. Pulling his face up so we were eye-level, I placed my lips on his kissing him deeply. Niall let out a grunt, slipping his finger into my slick sex.

"Always so ready," he murmured. "My dirty little girl."

A soft moan left my lips as I clung to him, my body arching into Niall's. He chuckled at my submission, his finger delving deeper into my sex. His thumb started to stroke my clit, causing me to jump. Diving a hand into my hair, Niall pulled me down onto the desk so I was flat on my back. Bringing my knees up, he pushed my dress up when he dipped his head in between my legs.

A small lick was brought to my throbbing clit, another finger added to my sex. My whole body was shaking, my head cloudy with desire. Pulling his fingers from me, Niall stood up catching my gaze. With swift hands, he pulled his belt from his slacks letting it fall to the ground. With a crook of a finger, I was on my knees before him bringing his zipper down.

"Do you remember what I like?" Niall smirked.

"You like to choke," I whispered.

"Are you going to let me?" he asked, bringing my hand up to palm him.

"Don't I always?" I giggled, gripping him.

A hiss left his lips, his hands coming to rest on the sides of my head. Pushing Niall's pants down I put my mouth on the covered bulge, teasing him. His hips jerked forward, a moan of excitement leaving my lips. Hooking my fingers in his briefs, I brought them down, his erection coming to rest on my bottom lip. Wrapping my lips around the head, I sucked lightly as Niall tilted my head up.

"Look at me," he ordered. "Look at me while you suck my cock."

Niall leaned back against the desk, watching me with dark eyes. He started to guide my head further down, urging me.

"Take it all Y/N. Be a good girl and take my cock. Come on baby, I know you can."

Twisting my head, he reached the back of my throat, causing me to gag a little. Meeting Niall's gaze he mouthed "suck" at me, which I did. I started to swirl my tongue, emitting a groan from Niall. Pulling my back, I started to bob my head, taking as much of Niall as I could.

"Touch yourself Y/N. Touch yourself while you suck me off."

Bringing one of my hands down, I started to stroke my clit, a small moan leaving me. Niall watched me, his breath starting to come out in soft pants. Bobbing my head faster, I sucked harder feeling Niall twitch in the back of my throat. I started to throb, my own orgasm approaching. With a moan, Niall let go releasing himself.

Pulling my hand from my sex, I let Niall grab me under the arms and bend me over the steel desk. My dress was hiked up to the middle of my stomach, Niall's hands brought to my hips. A burning sensation flashed across my skin when Niall ripped my panties off.

"How bad do you want this Y/N?" Niall asked, curiosity in his tone.

"So bad," I panted.

"Your clit," he observed, flicking the small nub. "It's so swollen. You want me that badly?"

"Yes," I nodded.

"Has anyone else made you come like me?"

"No."

"No? Not even your little sidekick?"

Leaning over my body, I felt his breath on my ear, his cock resting in between my legs. My body went stiff, my hips arching off the desk.

"I bet he's watching us through one of those cameras, Y/N," Niall groaned. "Watching me fuck you. I know he can't make you come like I can. You like the idea of someone watching us, you always have."

I started to pant, feeling the sweat coat my body. Steadying himself, Niall thrust into me causing us both to let out a groan. Fisting my hair, Niall pulled my head back meeting my eyes. His jaw was slack, determination set on his face. Thrusting faster, he let go of my hair and tightly gripped my hips. His fingers dug into the skin, sure enough leaving bruises. A hand was brought down to my backside, my whole body jumping at the contact.

"You like when I spank you, don't you?"

"Yes."

"You like my handprint on your ass?"

I nodded, not being able to find my voice. His hand was brought back down once more, his thrusts starting to grow sloppy. My skin was on fire, my sex throbbing with need of release. Laying my head down on the desk, I started to meet his thrusts bringing my hand down to stoke my clit. Circling his hips, Niall rubbed my sweet spot, pushing me over the edge. As I started to let go, Niall did too. I let out a loud moan of his name, his grunts mixing in with the sound.

Slumping against the desk, I let Niall lay on top of me, both of us catching our breaths. Standing up, Niall pulled his briefs up along with his slacks. Helping me up, he pulled my dress down and left a kiss on my forehead.

"Until next time princess."