× Horan
The two sides of the room were rather humorous in comparison. I remember when Lynn first got to the university and I had to show her where she was staying and saw how the room was full of color and life, where now it was only half vibrant.
Lynn's side was covered with images and duller colors. Her duvet was a washed out baby blue and gray with black framed pictures on a shelf screwed into the wall above her bed. There was an addition to her room that I couldn't help but notice. On her nightstand and desk sat different kinds of candles along with the lighter I had given her for Christmas as well as the camera she had received from her old neighbor.
I ran my fingers along her desk, seeing a large book with an interesting title written in gold script font on the cover.
"Is this really called The Golden Ass?" I asked as I tried my best to keep a straight face.
Lynn hung her coat up on the door of her dresser and looked at the book in my hand. "It's really not what you think," she said with a laugh. "It's a Roman novel about a hero whose curiosity of sex and magic gets him turned into a donkey."
I sat the book down and took a step toward Lynn. If I thought she looked beautiful in the gallery, she looked even more so in the low lighting of the moon shining through the window.
"I bet you want to see my golden ass," I smirked at her.
She lifted a brow as her hands come out and went to my waist. I felt my breath hitch in my throat when she got onto her knees in front of me and her hands trailed down my legs. Just as I was about to make the next move, Lynn's hands left me and she moved away and sat on her bum on the floor, taking her heels off.
I laughed bitterly. "You're a fuckin' tease."
Lynn only grinned up at me as she removed the other shoe and pushed them to the side. Then she stretched her legs out, her toes brushing up against my shins. I stepped back and took my jacket off before throwing it on the desk chair and taking a seat on the floor in front of her.
"That book also has the story of Eros and Psyche," Lynn added, looking at the book from over my shoulder. "It's one of my favorites because it has a happy ending, which is rare in Greek mythology."
The only Greek myth I knew was The Odyssey, but that was only because in secondary school we read it as a class. I didn't understand any of it. But I remembered it; it was etched into my mind like the periodic table. I also knew the story of Hercules thanks to Disney, but when I had told Lynn that, she started yelling at me about how it wasn't accurate.
"What other stories have a happy ending?" I asked, because if I was being honest, I just really liked listening to Lynn talk about this stuff, even if I didn't understand any of it.
"Dionysus and Ariadne, Hades and Persephone..." she trailed off, lost in thought. "Although, that last one is up for debated, depending on how you look at it."
Lynn kept talking but I lost interest at that point. I was far too busy watching her mouth move. As she continued to tell me about how Greek myths were known as tragedies for a reason, I grabbed both of her ankles and pulled her toward me. She slid against the wooden floor as her legs absent mindlessly wrapped around my waist. Lynn's words faltered from the sudden action, but she continued where she left off once she realized what was happening.
I took her hands and pulled her up and off the wooden floor so she was sitting on my lap. It didn't even faze her. It was like she was completely unaware as to where she was at that moment, like she honestly couldn't feel my rock hard boner through the fabric of our clothes.
"Perseus and Andromeda is a good one, too. Another of my favorites," she added, totally oblivious that I was no longer listening to her. "Granted, I really like Perseus and how he's not an ass like most demigods and that-"
I kissed her. I couldn't help it anymore, she was driving me crazy.
The kiss obliterated every thought. Drunk on endorphins, my only desire was to touch her, to move my hands under her dress and feel her skin. She sighed as I looped an arm around her back as my hand entangled gently in her hair, removing the clip and letting in fall around her face. Her mouth was so warm, the caress of her lips softer than ever, and I could taste mint as my tongue poked at her lips. My brain lit on fire and the warmth spread throughout my entire body. I savored her lips and the quickening of her breath that matched my own.
Lynn was dazed as she leaned away from me, breathing heavy. I could feel her heartbeat thumping fast against my chest, or maybe it was my own...
I wasn't sure what possessed me to be so ardent, but having Lynn on my lap and in my arms turned any free will off in my brain and my body let my emotions take control instead. Letting that happen willingly was proof that I was losing my fucking mind.
Leaning down, I placed my mouth on the edge of her jaw. Her pulse raced under the press of my lips, skin rising in tiny goosebumps under the wet of my tongue. I trailed down to trace tiny kisses across her neck, along her shoulder, and down into the hollow of her exposed throat. She let a slight whimper slip past her lips, the sound ringing pleasantly in my ears. The bulge between my legs throbbed and thickened more and more with each of her deep, shaky gasps.
Leisurely, I wrapped my arms around her back and gently placed her down on the floor before I hovered over her.
"When does Chloe come back?" I asked through bated breath.
"She's out of town for the weekend."
"Perfect."
Lynn was so fucking beautiful. Her caramel hair was fanning out around her, deep sapphire blue eyes looking back at me, and peach skin warm under my touch. And her body, oh my God, her body. I could go on for days explaining what I like about it, but the one at the top of the list was how she fit so well with my own.
I felt her delicate hands move down my back, fingers grazing down my spine until her palms were against my butt.
"I knew it," I smirked. "You do want to see my golden ass."
Lynn busted out laughing beneath me and the sound was unbelievably contagious. I kissed her, smiling against her lips. I was getting antsy so not even a moment later did my fingers move down her front and bunched up the bottom of her dress. But Lynn put a hand on my chest, stopping me.
"No, wait," she said. "Not on the floor."
I smirked at her. "Come on, where's your sense of adventure?"
"Backstage at a festival wasn't adventures enough for you?" she questioned with a quirk of a brow. "On the bed, the floor is too hard."
"I'm too hard."
She gave me a look and I laughed before wrapping my arms around Lynn's waist and lifting her up and plopping her onto the bed. Then my mouth was on hers again as I crawled on top, the bed sinking slightly from my weight. Lynn's hand pulled at my button down and I didn't hesitate to remove it from my body and throwing the material to the floor. I felt her soft hands on my chest and move down to my abdomen and then to the waistband of my pants. I groaned in eagerness as her fingers undid the button.
Moving my hands from her hips, I grabbed the hem of her dress and slowly dragged it up and over her body and head. I quickly realized that she wasn't wearing a bra and wondered how in the hell I didn't notice that sooner.
I glanced up towards Lynn, seeking her stare as my body slid down hers as I left small kisses on her skin. Her chest rose and fell as she sucked in a breath, my tongue gliding over her breast and circling her nipple before sucking it into my mouth.
"Niall..." My name hummed off her lips like silk, so soft and delicate.
Her ever pleading body curved into me, back arching as my mouth glided down the front plane of her tummy. Her skin smelt delicious, peppermint like always, so warm under my mouth and shuddering slightly against my tongue. I gripped at her hips and kissed my way over her pubic bone.
Placing my hands at Lynn's knees, I gently ran my palms along the length of her legs. I could have spent hours just watching her like that, smoothing my hands along her soft skin and watching how she would react to every touch.
I felt my breathing pick up, this time for a whole other reason. My skin began to get hot and clammy and I could feel the walls around me start to cave in.
Sitting back on my heels, I closed my eyes and tried to get a grip on reality before the vertigo would set in. This was exactly what happened at a party a few months ago, except that time was from being in a cramped space. This was caused from a horrendous memory that was never going to leave my mind.
"Niall," I heard again, this time it sounded far away and pleading. "Niall, look at me."
Soft hands were suddenly on my face, forcing me to look up. I saw Lynn sitting and watching me with concern. Her thumb gently ran along my cheek and from that single touch alone, my world seemed to stop spinning.
"It's okay," Lynn soothed. "You're okay. It's just me. Focused on my voice and don't look anywhere but at me, alright?"
Nodding, I did as she instructed and eventually my body temperature leveled out and my heart rate and breathing pattern went back to normal. Body fatigued, I leaned forward and placed my head against Lynn's shoulder, trying to get my energy back.
I knew what I did on New Year's was eating at me, but I had no idea that it would affect me like this. It was a painful memory to fall back on, and the weight it had on me was probably going to kill me.
"I know you're still beating yourself up over that night," Lynn said softly, her hand coming up to card through my hair. "You know why I don't think of you like Bradley? Because you know what you did was wrong."
Something wet rolled down my check and landed on Lynn's bare shoulder. I sniffled and wiped my hand below my eye to stop anymore tears for falling.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I'm so sorry."
Lynn didn't say anything at first. It wasn't until I had gathered myself again did she speak.
"I care about you, Niall, just please don't hurt me like that again."
Shifting slightly, I placed my lips against Lynn's neck and started kissing along her delicate skin. Not even a moment later, she went down on her back as I hovered over her, my fingers slowly making their way down to her panties.
"Ni..." Lynn said breathlessly. "Niall, you don't have to-"
My mouth found hers to shut her up. "I want to."
Hooking my fingers into her underwear, I slowly tugged them down and discarded them on the floor with the rest of our clothes. I reached between our bodies and rubbed two fingers along her slit. Her breath hitched at the sudden contact and I smiled down at her. The pads of my fingers pressed deep into her skin to hold her still, her thighs brushing at my stubbled jaw as she curled them up towards her chest.
Lynn gasped, her chest swelling in anticipation as I made my way down her body and my breath faintly brushing across her heat. Softly, I placed a quick kiss to Lynn's center before I started teasing her, slow and steady. My tongue twirled at her clit, sucking gently before moving down to slip inside her. Her grip tightened by her side, fisting at the duvet that covered the bed.
My name flowed from her bared throat. Loud and needy, the sound bouncing off the walls of the room. I pushed my mouth harder into her, sliding my hands over to the back of her thighs, spreading her wider.
I was desperate, so desperate to get her off.
"Come for me," I growled out against her, causing a low cry from her perfect mouth.
Lynn's hips bucked up at the rasp of my voice, her body curling up tight as she began to quiver. Her hand flew down between her legs to grip my hair. I sucked on her, working her little by little as she came against my tongue. My eyes flicking across the top span of her body, skin flushed red and chest heaving.
Unclenching her body, Lynn gathered her breath and looked down at me. She smiled, so idyllic and satisfied.
This was what I loved, what I craved. Seeing her, feeling her...
My jaw clenched tight as I lifted my face from her warmth. I was pulsing for her, aching so much that I felt like I could burst.
I needed her. God, I fucking needed her.
Pushing my body up, I quickly took my pants and boxers off and slid in between her legs. My body hovered above her, her hands coming up to cradle around my face as I stared down into her eyes. I circled her clit a few times with my thumb before grasping myself, wiping her arousal from my fingers along my cock.
Lining up to her entrance, I slowly pushed myself inside. I moaned softly as I felt her warmth, all wet and swollen around me, still pulsing wild from her release. A small cry left Lynn's lips as she rocked her hips up against mine, meeting my thrusts precisely.
Lynn pressed her head back into the mattress, letting her eyes flutter close and a small whimper leave her parted lips. I leaned down and placed a kiss to her jaw and then up to her lips. My thrusts were slow and drawn out, feeling every part of her. The sensation of her stretching around me was so intense I couldn't help but moan into her mouth. My thrusts got deeper and my breath got heavier as I trailed my mouth down to her neck, sucking and nipping at the skin.
I tucked my face down against her neck as I breathed in deep, her arms wrapping around my shoulders to hold my body flush against hers. We couldn't have gotten any closer than we were then.
Her body began to squirm again. I rocked my hips to reach that perfect little spot that I knew sends her spiraling over the edge. I let out a shallow hiss as her nails dug into my shoulder blades, raking across the clammy skin as tiny little crescents formed.
I slowly lifted my face to peer down at her. That sultry, full mouth hung open in desire; her usually sparkling eyes now squeezed shut.
Bending down, I pulled Lynn into a kiss. My mouth enveloping her bottom lip as she opened her mouth to let my tongue in. Her heartbeat fluttered fast against my chest, matching to the beat of mine as her hands tangled themselves in the little hairs at the nape of my neck. I pulled away and rested my forehead against hers. Her eyes were closed, breathing fast while frantic whines of intense ecstasy gasping from her strained throat.
I could feel my body tense, starting to give way to her. I brushed my thumb along her temple, pleading with her to open her eyes. I wanted to see her; wanted to see her fall apart.
"Open your eyes, love," I said. "Want to see them."
She fought against it, squeezing them tighter as my urge to come got stronger. But eventually they opened, deep blue irises boring into mine. Her legs locked up around my hips, the heels of her feet tapping against the back of my thighs with every solid thrust.
Lynn clenched around me as my fingers left her face and went to one of her hands. Knowing what I wanted, she unwrapped an arm from around my neck and grabbed my hand. I laced our fingers together and I pressed the back of her hand hard against the mattress as the wicked sensation started taking over us
I sucked in a breath, eyes never leaving hers as she began to come. Shaking uncontrollably underneath me, her head tipped back as a long, drawn out moan left her lips. I pushed further inside her, holding myself there to feel her pulse around me. I watched her lips as they whispered my name.
She was so fucking beautiful. Face all heated red and strewn up, high pitched gasping cries bursting past her parted lips, her skin trembling under the weight of my body.
I rocked my hips into her once more, so very slowly, letting the feel of her swollen, contracting walls over take me, my own orgasm quickly following. I strained to keep my eyes open, desperate to focus only on her, but the feeling was too strong and I gave in. I squeezed my eyes shut, my head dropping down to rest against the side of hers as a deep, throaty groan escaped my mouth.
And then silence.
Heartbeats pounding. Heavy breathing. Lungs filling with the stifling air of each other's scent.
Lynn removed her arm from around my neck and ran her fingers through my hair, then down to trace the nape of my sticky neck, gently running over the slight curve of my back.
I kept my eyes closed tight - afraid to move, afraid to look at her. Afraid that in that moment if I did, she'd see something in my eyes that would scare her away, that would become too real and too much for her to take. I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't let her run away again.
Rolling my body off hers, I laid there as I tried to catch my breath. Lynn leaned over to plant a quick kiss to my mouth and instantly my insides started to flutter. My eyes closed, almost by instinct, with my lips eager to savor every part of the small gesture.
My mind raced with her. Her touch, her smell, her taste...
She had no idea. I just made love to her, and she had no idea.
It was something I had never, ever done in my life. I didn't even know there was a difference between sex and making love, I always just thought it was bullshit that hopeless romantics made up. The sex we have in our twenties is hilarious, awkward, and primal. Like, you're either laughing or getting embarrassed or trying to imitate the kind of sex you see in porn. Being with Lynn wasn't a release for myself and there wasn't any selfish motives. It made me want to please every part of Lynn physically and emotionally. There was something about it that fed me inside. It was never a rushed experience, but a sensual, caressing, and selfless moment. And it was blowing my fucking mind.
I thought about what Morgan said to me at the gallery. I let you have my body, and then the next morning you threw me away like trash.
That wasn't what struck me, though. It was what she said after. I couldn't imagine what Lynn must have thought of me when Morgan told her about that night we spent together so long ago, and I didn't want Lynn ever thinking badly of me ever again and made a promise to myself to never give her a reason to resent me like Morgan did.
Slowly, I removed my hand from hers and placed my palm where Lynn's leg met her hip and started rubbing small circles on the inside of her thigh. Moments later, her hand came and placed itself on top of mine.
I just wanted to stay like that, right there in that moment, forever.