Two weeks later
I sit at the gym watching Louis train a guy I assume is his age, the radio on beside me as Liam listens to it.
“It’s a nice sunny Saturday afternoon in London, the date is the sixth of February, the time is two o’clock and you’re stuck with me for the next three hours. The open line number is, -000 000 000-.”
“How was Harrys’ party the other night?” I ask Liam as a song starts playing from the radio, he shrugs.
“I wasn’t there for most of it.” I nod.
“Hey, can I ask a favour.” I asked and he turned to look at me.
“Can you look after Sassy and Bandit at the end of next month and into the start of April?”
“Im going home for my birthday.” He nods.
“Louis going?” he asked and I nodded looking back towards Louis. Shortly after he started making his way towards us, a kiss placed on my cheek before taking a sip from his water bottle.
“I’m just going to have a shower and we will head off.” He tells me.
“Okay.” I smile and he kisses me once more before going through a door on the other side of the room.
I sat on the lounge at Louis’ house, Daisy on the floor in front of me as I braid her hair, I shot up and wince when someone gips my sides.
“Are you okay?” Louis asks and I nod, holding my back waiting for the burning feeling to subside in my ribs, “No seriously, are you okay? What happen?”
“I don’t know, my ribs have been saw lately, its fine.” He kisses my cheek and says sorry as he sits beside me, the day has turned to night and Jay will be home from work soon, Louis and I just have to wait till either her or one of the other girls get home.
We stood at my front door, I couldn’t help but shyly smile as Louis brought my hand up to his mouth, leaving a kiss to the back of it. His touch was soft and warm, I played with his long fingers, his gaze never leaving my face as he stepped closer, my chin was tilted up to him, the kiss was passionate, tongues moving together with the urgent need to feel each other. Louis left me breathless, the tips of my fingers running across my lips almost to check that his kiss was real, a small smile crept onto my face as I witnessed his pink tongue slip out, licking over his lips, savouring my taste. “Stay tonight.” I whispered, he gave me a small nod, our fingers intertwining as I led him into the apartment, the door was closed and locked by Louis.
“You alright?” Louis asked, I wasn’t completely ready to fully give myself to him, and without directly speaking the words I knew Louis was aware, he stood at the end of my bed, his newly exposed chest was revealed to me. His shirt and jacket left strewn across the floor, he waited for my small nod before pulling open his belt, the metal buckle clinked as the button on his jeans was popped, the zipper being dragged down. I lay intently watching as he undressed before me, my heart rapidly racing as more of his smooth, slightly tanned skin was revealed, I kept my underwear on, a baggy t shirt covering my torso as I clutched the thin cover to my chest.
Louis bottom lip was caught between his teeth as he gazed over me, I shyly smiled, cheeks blushing slightly, I heard him chuckle before shoving his jeans to the floor, he stepped out of them, climbing onto the end of the bed, eyes dark as he held my gaze, I nervously gulped as Louis slowly crawled up to me. The thin sheet separating us rubbed against my bare thighs as he rested his body in between them, his face lowered to mine, soft lips placing kisses to my cheeks then my mouth. It startled me slightly as his hips were gently rolled into mine, the friction created forced me to gasp for air, the pace slow, romantic but just as intense, our lack of clothing adding to the feel of heated affection.
Louis’ beautiful face was dimly illuminated by the moon light outside my windows and the mirror lights from across the room, his mouth falling agape in pleasure as he kept our eyes locked. I couldn’t help but whimper, our crotches rubbing together through the white sheet, he released a throaty groan as I swivelled my hips, our heated movements were having an increasingly apparent effect on Louis, the bulge in his white briefs becoming stiff against me. Lips were hastily pressed to mine is a heavy kiss, the sounds emitting from our mouths caught by one another, my hand travelled up to his hair, combing through the soft strands before fisting them between my fingers. Louis groaned in approval, the distance between our panting bodies was decreased, my breasts pressing to his hard chest; I lightly tugged on his hair, guiding his head to the side as I placed kisses down his neck. Louis’ erection was desperately straining against the white material, he looked almost pained at the restriction, and I found myself wanting to please him. Despite my lack of experience, I knew Louis’ pleasure would be intensified without the limiting confines hugging his lower half, my hands hesitantly reached out, blue orbs shot open as my fingers wriggled into the elastic on his hips.
“Ellen?” Louis said questioningly.
“It’s alright.” I whispered. I kept my gaze locked on his face, edging the underwear slowly down his thighs; our heavy breathing filled the heated room, Louis’ larger hands took over, pushing them down his ankles and dropping them to the floor. I couldn’t help but gasp as his naked body pressed to me, the thin sheet the only barrier preventing me from feeling his hot, bare skin, my fingertips traced his strong shoulders, nails suddenly digging in as his hips rolled against mine, his weight was rested on to his forearms either side of my head. His naked body providing somewhat of a shield, my hand travelled up gripping the back of his neck, our lips pressed together in a messy kiss as Louis revelled in the new freedom given to him. The thin sheet between us began to feel suffocating on my body; Louis’ movements becoming a little more desperate, fingertips trailed down his toned back; sweat glittering the clammy skin as he worked against me, I smiled upon hearing him lightly chuckle in response to my small hand gently squeezing his bum, the intense pleasure coursing through my veins was a feeling I had only ever experienced with Louis, regardless of the situation we were in, his presence provided me with a sense of safety. There was no doubt in my mind that he wouldn’t fiercely protect me.
“Ellen.” Louis’ raspy voice strained, I knew he was close, his face nuzzling into the crook of my neck teeth nipping at the tingling skin as Louis desperately tried to delay his release.
“Louis… let go.” I whispered, I watched in complete awe as he rolled his head back, Louis’ torso pulled away from me slightly, displaying his strong chest and prominent collar bones. My lips parted, I couldn’t quite get my head around the beauty above me, my eyes scanned over him in wonder, I almost felt like I shouldn’t touch him, scared that he would disappear, hot breath puffed over my skin as his face returned to mine, eyes were tightly squeezed closed as he held onto the remaining bursts of withering pleasure pulsing through his body.
“Shit.” He breathily cursed, I smiled, his profanity making him appear more human, the wet heat Louis had released could be felt through the thin sheet as he ground his crotch into mine, his movements become irregular, slowing down as exhaustion engulfed his body. I watched as a pink tongue slid from his mouth, gliding over his swollen lips, long lashes brushed my face as he lowered his head pressing a lingering kiss to my cheek, Louis’ blue orbs sparkled as he smiled down at me. I wriggled as Louis attempted to place his hand under the sheet, his hot touch skimmed down my stomach until it met the top of my lace underwear, but I stopped him before he could slip his long fingers in, a confused expression crossed his face.
“You didn’t finish.” He explained, his hand moved to carry out the actions I had previously prevented.
“No.” My fingers wrapped around his wrist, tugging it out from beneath the warm confines. “It’s alright.” I told him, I didn’t feel I needed a release, just watching Louis come undone above me had brought me another indescribable pleasure, he peered at me curiously before a small smile curved on his lips.
“I’m still trying to figure you out.” He spoke quietly, a hint of teasing in his raspy tone.
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