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Every Part of You

Chapter 4 Part 2

Niall cupped his warm hands around the sides of Lola’s face and leaned down to push his mouth to hers. She giggled against his rolling tongue, the sound transforming into a low idled hum as she nipped at his lips, her fingers sliding along the line of his soft hips and tucking into the top of his jeans before she slowly inched them down his hairy thighs. Niall licked across her teeth and sucked at her tongue as Lola’s hands slipped back up his thighs, her heart nearly trampling through her ribcage as her palm mindlessly brushed over his pulsing thickness. Lola gasped when she felt him, how hard and ready he was for her and she wrapped her fingers around his still covered length as much as she could, wanting to feel every throbbing inch of him. Niall broke their kiss as she did this, letting his lips just skim at Lola’s and he curled a hand around the back of her neck.

Locking eyes with him, Lola gave him a sweet little smile as she moved her shaky fingers over the head of his cock before sliding the tips of them into the top hem of his boxers, attempting to tug them down. Niall laughed again at her eagerness and tilted his head, pushing his mouth to hers in another passionate kiss. Untangling his hand from her dark hair, he brought them both to his hips to help rid himself of his own pants and boxers.

Lola’s lips left his with a smack as she fell back onto the bed, a giggle erupting from her as Niall leaned over to hover above her naked body and kicked off the remainder of his clothes before reaching down to gently ease off Lola’s heels. They dropped to his carpeted floor in a thud, Lola’s big eyes plastered to every move Niall was making before he carefully settled himself down on top of her. His body was heavy, solid but soft as he encompassed her and he rested up on his forearms, Lola’s hands slinging up around his shoulders to pull him back into a heated kiss. It was the way Niall kissed her, with real meaning and compassion, with a pure desire and intensity that she had never felt before and it was also something she was sure she'd never feel again. She never wanted to stop kissing him, she wanted to kiss him until her lips were swollen and bruised and her tongue could no longer taste him. She wanted to kiss him until she couldn’t physically kiss him anymore. Her nails scraped between his flexing shoulder blades and his big hands rested by her head as she moaned into his open mouth, anxious to feel him and wanting him to kiss her harder.

Slipping his lips away, Lola sucked in a jumbled breath, her eyelids still resting closed as she felt the delicate drag of Niall’s fingertip across her temple. Niall could feel the rapid uneven beat of Lola’s heart against his chest, feel the trembles that carried through her body and over her supple skin as his stare readily soaked up every single perfect detail of her that he could. He couldn’t believe how lucky he felt being with her, how this stunning and angelic woman was laid in his bed, laid beneath him and it almost didn’t seem fair to him. He had everything he could ever want; his life was easy, his job rewarding, a family who loved him and a gorgeous woman in his bed and she...she had nothing. She had no one. She was broken – beaten, raped and hurt more times that Niall could possibly even imagine – and that single thought raged through him with a heated ferocity that was so entirely pure, it stung him like razor blades to the bone. He felt entranced by her, he physically ached for her, so much so that he vowed to himself then and there that he never wanted to do anything to hurt her. He wanted to treasure this girl, protect her, give her everything she rightfully deserved but was never given the opportunity to have.

Fluttering her eyes open, she caught the heavy lidded stare of Niall, his fingers gently carding through the side of her dark hair. Leaning down, he softly pressed a kiss to her lips. “Can I touch you?” Niall asked, his voice gravelly against Lola’s mouth. She puffed out a quiet snicker, the question something she had never once heard before in her life before biting at her lip and humming out an almost inaudible ‘yes’.

Niall rolled his body half off of hers, his thigh still resting between her spread legs as he propped up on his one elbow and slowly began to slip his fingers down her dewy skin. He started at her ear, Lola’s mouth parting as he lightly traced along the line of her jaw and across her pillowy lips. She watched him, his blue eyes fixated on her face as they followed the slow trail of his fingers. An unknown feeling was swirling wild in her tummy; blistering warmth mixed with wavering nerves and her skin vibrated under the drag of his curious touch as it passed over her collarbones. Her chest rose high, holding in a deep breath as Niall’s gaze fell and his big hand cupped over the swell of Lola’s breast. Her nipples went taunt, perking up for him as he swirled his finger tip around the darker circle of skin and Lola watched with bated breath as he flicked his eyes back to hers and dipped his head down, gently slipping her nipple between his wetted lips.

Her eyes fluttered closed as she tipped her head back into the mattress in a low whine, the tantalizingly slow twist of his tongue over her pert nipple causing an influx of heat to crash over her already rapacious body. Niall felt her back arch high as she pushed herself into him, his blue eyes flicking up to watch the movement of her bared neck and slackened mouth as he gently sucked and teased at her breasts. He smiled around her nipple before pulling back, Lola’s eyes shooting open from the loss of contact as she peered down at him.

He smirked at her, his finger once again swirling around the tight little bud of her breast and she shivered when he blew a heap of cold air across her now dampened skin. “Fuck,” Lola breathed out, her head dropping back to the bed and her hand slapping to her forehead. Niall chuckled as he leaned up on his arm again and his eyes, now gone fully dark with the desirous bleed of his pupils, followed the path of his fingers once more.

“You’re so fuckin’ gorgeous…”

Lola’s entire body was trembling, her tummy pulling in as he traced the pads of his fingers down the sides of her curves and over to her belly button. He swirled it once, then twice, a breathy giggle etching past her lips from the ticklish sensation that was quickly turned into a whimper as he slipped his touch over her pubic bone. He was careful with his movements, his eyes hovering at her center as his fingers danced across the warm silky flesh and Lola eased her one leg open a bit more for him, Niall noticing and flicking his stare back to hers. “You want me to touch ya here?” he asked her in a raspy accent that sent a shockwave of heat over Lola’s body.

She quickly nodded. “Please,” she whispered, his fingers slipping further down with each ragged breath Lola inhaled and she rolled her hips up, enticing him to play with her. She was wet, she could feel it practically dripping from inside her and she squeezed her eyes closed, her one hand curling up around his bicep while the other twisted into the front of her own hair. Lola wanted nothing more than to feel his fingers inside her, to feel the touch of someone who truly cared, who just wanted to make her feel good and she sunk her teeth down into her bottom lip the moment Niall’s touch swept over her slippery folds.

A weakened moan pushed harshly from Lola’s throat, she couldn’t even stop it as Niall’s fingers dragged down her slit, the rough pads of them collecting the wetness Lola was so eager to share. Niall shifted his stare, from the bright pink of her swollen center to her face; her eyelids pinching closed and her pillowy lips hanging open in captured pleasure. He played with her, rubbing up and down her dripping heat, Lola’s body reacting with tiny jerks and throbs as he stopped to circle over her clit. He watched with avid delectation as her skin broke out in goosebumps, crackly whines pulsing out of her bared throat as he focused on the sensitive little nub.

Lola’s fingers dug into the pale skin of Niall’s bicep and she could feel the fire spreading throughout her; each meticulous sweep of his touch across her needy center sent sparks of heat bursting within her veins. The sweat was building fast across Lola’s exposed skin, her chest heaving as he slowly rubbed over her and she wanted to scream out to him for more, rolling her hips towards his hand, urging him to put his thick fingers inside her. Niall knew what she wanted, he could tell by the tremble of her body and the sweet sound of her whimpers and wanting to give her everything she was yearning for, he slid his fingers further down and delicately swirled them at her opening. Lola’s breath stalled in her chest as she felt Niall’s fingers swirl at her, teasing her and right as she went to desperately plead with him to just shove them inside, she felt the gratifying stretch of two of his fingers slowly entering her.

Slamming her hand down to the bed beside her, she gripped and pulled at the duvet as her head pushed back into the mattress and a moan slipped past her open mouth. Niall’s fingers slid in and out of her as the tips tapped at her upper wall, the feeling causing a ripple of heat to flow through Lola’s entire shaking body and her eyes flew open as she looked down to catch Niall’s stare. He was already watching her, his dark hooded eyes locked on her face as he worked his fingers inside her, hooking upwards to massage over and over at that same little spot. Lola could barely catch her breath, her brows knitting as she madly clawed at the covers and felt her thighs begin to uncontrollably quiver.

A smirk slid over Niall’s lips and Lola’s hand flew up from the bed, grabbing around the back of his neck to hastily yank him down into a kiss. His mouth slammed to hers, Lola’s tongue pushing into his mouth as Niall swallowed the moans that were ruffling up out of her throat. His thick fingers kept moving inside her, slipping through her warm wetness as she kissed him harder, nipping at his lips and running her hand up through the back of his dark hair.

Lola’s body was falling apart. With just his fingers inside her, she was falling apart and Lola had never had anything like that happen to her before. She had never let anyone touch her in the way Niall was touching her and as she started to feel a pulse of warmth growing in her lower belly, his fingers slowed down and carefully slipped out of her, Lola whining against his mouth at the loss. He chuckled, pulling his lips away from hers to stare down at her.

Her eyes fluttered open, darting with Niall’s as he held himself above her and shifted his soft body to nestle between her spread legs. She watched with ernesty as he brought his slick fingers up to his mouth, his brow quirking just a bit as his tongue slid out to lick the distinct taste of her wetness off his skin. “Oh God,” Lola muttered, her eyes glazing over as he smirked and bent down to press his lips to hers once more.

She welcomed his warm tongue into her mouth, savoring in the lingering taste of her that he eagerly wanted to share. Easing his lips away, his eyes met hers as he gently brushed his hand across the side of her face, Lola giving him a timid smile. “I’m gonna get a condom–”

“No,” Lola spit out, Niall attempting to move but was stopped when she locked her leg around the back of his thigh. His brows furrowed down at her in confusion and she gingerly shook her head within the cup of his palm. “I wanna feel you. Every part of you. Inside me...please...”

Niall stayed silent, unclear as to what exactly she was asking of him but as he stared down into her deep brown eyes, seeing the desperation, feeling the longing that was exuding from her entire body, he felt his heart start to pound out of his chest. “Please, Niall,” Lola begged him, her hand slipping down to tenderly caress over his bearded jaw as her voice went soft.

Letting a half smirk tug at the corner of his mouth, there was nothing more that Niall wanted than to give her everything she was asking him for. He wanted feel her. He wanted to be with her, to see her and touch her and truly feel her. He wanted every part of her as much as she wanted every part of him. Leaning down, he softly pressed his lips to hers and in one swift movement, he lifted his hips just a bit to let his cock lay against Lola’s ready center and slipped a hand down between their sticky bodies. Resting his forehead to hers, Niall’s eyes locked on the dark of Lola’s as he struggled to settle his breaths. He was a little bit nervous and he knew she was a little bit nervous but it seemed to all slip away as he felt her small hands wrapped around his neck. Pulling her legs back, Lola hooked them at the sides of his slim hips as Niall positioned his leaking tip right at her opening. He waited, the beat of his heart thumping loudly in the back of his ears as Lola lifted her chin to push another kiss to his parted lips, helping to ease the anxiousness that was soaring through the both of them. “You ready for me?” Niall mumbled into her mouth as she felt the head of his cock twirl at her entrance, soaking himself in her warm juices.

With a shaky nod of her head, Lola let her eyes flutter closed as Niall pulled his hand out from between their melded bodies and held the side of her face, his hips slowly lowering towards her. She gasped under her ragged breaths as Niall’s thick length filled her completely, her head tipping back and Niall’s more than greedy mouth immediately attaching to her neck. Her skin tasted sweet on his tongue and he sucked across the jut of it as he started to thrust his hips into hers. Lola slipped her arms around Niall’s broad shoulders, holding him against her trembling body as he fucked into her, her eyes nearly rolling back from every single over heightened sensation she was feeling. He felt warm inside her, his hardened length slippery and thick as it rubbed perfectly against her swollen inner walls and it took everything she had in her to not scream out from how good it all felt.

Lola struggled to breathe, the heat creeping all the way up her body to her flushing cheeks as Niall sucked across her clammy skin and licked at her jaw. “God, baby…” he grunted out, the rasp in his voice vibrating along Lola’s throat as his stubble prickled her tender skin. She felt one of his hands curl into her hair by the top of her head and as small whimpers flowed freely past her lips, Niall’s other hand began to curiously drag down the side of Lola’s body, feeling her roll and arch her back against him as he continued to slowly fuck into her.

Niall’s teeth slid along the deep curve of her neck, sucking gently as his big hand dragged over her hip and curled around the side of her bum. Clamping her thighs around his slim body as he rocked his hips into hers, Lola strained to pull in a breath, her eyes peeling open as she felt the heat once again start to ripple through her lower tummy. He was so precise with his thrusts; his thick cock perfectly hitting that special sweet spot inside her that she didn’t even know existed and she shivered under the solid weight of his body, every single inch of him burying deeper and deeper as he moved on top of her.

Flicking her eyes up to the ceiling, Lola caught their reflection in the collage of mirrors. The wide span of Niall’s back, rolling and flexing as his tight little bum slid up and down. His pale flesh was mottled with patches of pink and sweat, but undeniably soft under her fingertips and she curled her arms tighter around his upper body, her teeth sinking into her lower lip as she tucked her face down into his shoulder. “Oh fuck,” she whispered into his dank skin, her eyes closing tight as his mouth slipped off the side of her neck, “Niall…Oh God…”

“You feel so good, baby…” he breathed out, his words dripping like honey over Lola’s ear, “so fuckin’ good ‘round me…”

Smiling against the dip in his shoulder, Lola turned her head slightly and started to suck at the side of Niall’s neck, pulling his heated skin in between her teeth. She harshly nipped at him, Niall hissing in a low breath as Lola ran her fingers of one hand up through the back of his hair and gently yanked, coaxing him to fuck into her a little bit harder. Niall quietly took the hint, his hips rolling more vigorously into hers as Lola licked a stripe up to the shell of his ear. “Flip us over,” she demanded, her blistering hot breath spilling out across his damp skin. As much as Lola loved feeling Niall’s solid weight on top of her, as much as she loved staring up into those mirrors and seeing him fucking into her, she wanted him deeper. She needed to feel him as deep inside her as he could be.

Niall slowly lifted his head, his half lidded eyes staring down into Lola’s as his little pink lips parted briefly. Lola darted her stare over his for a moment, his hips easing as he pushed himself as far into her as he could. She gasped, her jaw falling slack and her eyes rolling back just as he tipped his hips and rocked the ridge of his cock right up against her special spot. Lola’s fingers tangled into the thick of his hair and a whine curdled from her throat as Niall pushed his mouth to hers, swallowing all the sounds he was eliciting from her. “Please…” Lola whined between his frantic kisses and steady thrusts, “p-please...flip us over…”

Chuckling out against her lips, she felt Niall’s arms flex as he grabbed a hold of her bum and shoved an arm under her head, and with one swift move, he was sitting up with Lola straddling his lap. Her dark hair swung over her one shoulder and she grabbed around his jaw with both hands, pushing her mouth to his. Lola kissed him, kissed him hard as she slid herself all the way down his slick shaft until every perfect inch of him was buried inside her. He filled her to the point that it hurt, but not the kind of hurt that Lola was used to...it was a good hurt. The kind of hurt that you yearned for, that made a warmth spoil over your skin and made your body ache with the need for it. Feeling him fill her completely, feeling him as deep inside her as he could possibly go, it was the best hurt she had ever felt in her life.

Niall’s big hands slid up the slope of Lola’s back, his fingers tangling into the ends of her hair as she began to move on top of him, rolling her hips back and forth as her pulsing center slipped up and down his length. Pulling her lips away from his, Lola’s nose brushed at the side of Niall’s and she opened her eyes, instantly met with his amorous stare as their heaving staggered breaths mixed within the stifling heat of the room. She felt dizzy, disoriented like she could become forever lost in the dark of his eyes and her chest pushed to his, feeling his racing heart that was matching the hectic beat of her own.

Fixating their stares, Lola slowly grinded against him, pushing herself harder against the slight curve of his cock with each small bounce of her hips. Strings of dark hair stuck to the side of her damp face and she watched as Niall gently smiled at her, his fingers easing over to sweep across her temple. He loved touching her, loved seeing her like this. On top of him as his cock was buried deep inside her, feeling her rapidly rising chest sticking to his, feeling the warmth of her skin vibrating under his fingertips. Watching her fall apart. He wanted nothing more than to watch her fall apart from him.

Wrapping an arm around her tiny waist and cupping his other large hand at the back of her head, Niall held onto Lola as she pressed her forehead to his, her eyes fluttering closed as she slung her arms over his shoulders and around his neck. Feeling the intense warmth starting to bud up from her core, Lola moaned out loud, Niall moving his hips in unison with hers as he quickly took notice of the slight pulses of her walls around him. Lola began to tremble within his arms, her mouth falling open and gulping in Niall’s ragged breaths, tasting him on her tongue. Her body continued to move on top of him, rocking and sliding, fucking him harder as a wicked spark of heat started to trickle through her belly.

Lola knew what was happening to her, she knew how close she was and her eyes popped open, a shock overcoming her as she had never, not once, ever had this happen with another person. She had never had an orgasm with anyone, and the thought almost frightened her to the point that she wasn’t sure she should even let herself. Tears were beginning to well up to the brims of her eyes as she struggled with holding herself off and Niall could sense her apprehension; see it in her face and feel it in her tensing body as her hips began to slow and he quickly pressed his mouth to hers. “It’s okay…” he sweetly encouraged her through wet kisses, the strength of his arms helping to keep her moving on him. “It’s okay, baby…”

Arching her back, Lola let him slide all the way inside her one last time, the tip of him dragging along her overly sensitive inner walls and causing the out pour of her needed release. Cries flowed past her pillowy lips and Niall swallowed them up, licking them from her mouth. Her body shook against him as he held her tight, her center pulsing around his thick length as he continued to slowly slip himself in and out of her with the steady rock of his hips. She curled up around him, her lips dragging off his as she dropped her face to his shoulder in shallow whimpers, trembling and whispering his name and before Lola could even begin to comprehend what was happening to her, she felt Niall go rigid inside her. A low grunt pushed out into the side of her hair, his fingers digging deep into the soft flesh of her side and Lola tightened her arms around him, holding onto him as she felt the sticky warmth of his own release spurt inside of her, filling her with everything he had.

“Lola…ohh, fuck...” he mumbled, his fingers twisting gently in her hair. His body jerked against hers, the sweat glueing their wasted bodies together as they both gasped for air, the room growing stagnant around them.

She could hear the beat of her heart at the back of her ears, feel it pounding in her chest as she slowly moved her mouth past his stubbled jaw, her lips once again meeting his. Niall held onto her, kissing her as they both stayed deathly still, neither moving or uttering a single word. All Lola wanted to do was kiss him, kiss him and feel him inside her. Feel his length pulsing against her swollen walls as the slippery heat of his orgasm flowed within her, their combined releases leaking from her throbbing center and covering them both. It was the first time she had ever felt a man in that way, felt a man finish inside her and felt a man make her come. It was the first time she had ever felt complete and she didn’t want to move. She didn’t ever want to let that feeling go, she didn’t want to forget it.

Niall could feel Lola’s body shaking against him in small aftershocks and he gently broke the kiss, his face pulling back slightly to look at her. His eyes locked on hers and in that moment, he knew something special had happened. He knew by the dazed and dreamy look in her eyes, by the soft flush that was invading her face, by the way her body was trembling and the unbeatable race of her heart. He knew.

Lola breathed out a bashful smile and Niall tipped his chin up to push a soft kiss to her forehead. Wrapping both his arms around her waist, he brought her into a hug, Lola tucking her face down into his sticky neck as he kissed along the length of her shoulder. She let out a tangled sigh, her eyes squeezing shut and trying with everything in her to keep herself calm. What she had with Niall, what had just happened between them, it was more than just sex. It was more than anything Lola had ever had before in her life and that single thought was quietly coaxing the tears to the brims of her eyes. “I’ve never...never had a-anyone-…never felt-...” Lola started to tell him, her words getting cut off by her own choked back breaths.

Petting a hand down the back of her head, Niall knew exactly what she was trying to say. “I know, love…” he mumbled against her soft skin, the tip of his nose brushing at the shell of her ear, “I know...it’s okay…” He could feel her body start to relax against him as his empathetic words poured over her, his length falling soft inside her as he continued to hold her, just letting her over worn body rest on his.

They laid naked atop his bed for a little while after that, Lola’s body half draped over his as her face nestled against his warm bare chest. His fingertips slid up and down the curve of her side, sending shivers across her skin as she played mindlessly with the soft hairs that spattered across his upper body. They were quiet, just soaking in the heat of each other and relishing in the contentedness when they both heard Lola’s tummy start to loudly grumble. Niall huffed out an amused laugh, his fingers digging playfully into her ribs before he moved his body and slid out from under her. Rolling onto her back, Lola’s small frame spread out on top of his bed as a very displeased whine left her mouth. Her eyes stayed focused on him as he hoisted his naked body up from the bed and shuffled over to his dresser, pulling out a fresh white t-shirt and pair of soft knit joggers.

Propping up on her elbow, her head dropped to her hunched shoulder as she watched him tug the pants up over his bare bum, her brow crinkling up. “Where are you going?”

Niall scoffed a little under his breath and turned around to face her as he yanked on his t-shirt. “You’re hungry, right?” he mentioned, referring to her tummy that was growling at them only moments before. Lola’s eyes rolled in a sheepish smile as she tipped her face down. “Well, I’m starvin’ so I’m gonna order us some food. Why don't ya get dressed and come out and join me, yeah? We can chill, watch a movie or somethin’.”

Flicking her eyes back up to him, he raised his brows as his hands sat perched on his hips. Lola bit at her bottom lip, her stare flowing over this gorgeous sweet man standing just a few feet away from her and wanting nothing more than to be naked and sweaty with him in his bed again. But she decided that food was good too and gave him an agreeing nod. Niall shot her a smile and went to turn to walk out of the room. “Niall?” Lola burst out, causing him to whip back around to face her.

Not really sure why she had called out his name like that, her eyes danced with his for a split second before she laid her head back down on the bed and slowly raised her hand out to him. Niall’s head tipped down in a knowing smirk and he ran his fingers through the scruff on his chin before stepping back over towards Lola, reaching out to grab her hand. She stared up at him, the flutters still going as wild as ever in her tummy as Niall slid his fingers down the length of hers and carefully turned her palm over to place a gentle kiss to the back of her knuckles. Lola giggled at the chivalrous action and he chuckled in return before setting her hand down and walking out of the bedroom.

Lola laid in Niall’s bed alone for a few minutes longer, just letting the calm and silence ease over her. Her mind was still a frenzy though, buzzing with everything that had happened with Niall, everything she had felt, that she was still feeling. It was more than she could have ever imagined, more than she even knew to be true and she couldn’t believe any of it was actually happening to her. Here was this man who wanted to be with her, not because he needed a fuck or because he wanted someone to take his frustrations out on, but really wanted to be with her. To touch her, taste her, make her feel good.

As the thoughts and sensations began to overwhelm Lola, she could feel the warm wetness for Niall growing fast between her legs again, her still naked body subtly rolling against the cushy duvet of his bed as the need for him grew stronger. Her hand slipped down her thigh and settled between them, touching at herself as her brown eyes eased up to the ceiling above her. Her reflection shined back down on her and her stare dragged over her fully exposed body - still mamed with bruises and marks that she never asked for - but now it was as if they didn’t even exist. As if Niall had magically just washed them all away, as if he had healed her. And as her fingertips played along her leaking center, she couldn’t help but yearn for him, crave him. She wanted to feel him inside her again; his weight on top of her, his large hands wrapped around her body and his hot mouth attached to her skin. She wanted him as much as she could possibly have him. Over and over until there was absolutely nothing left.

Scrambling off of his bed, Lola tiptoed over to Niall’s half opened bedroom door, her hand resting on the frame as she peeked out. She could see him sitting on the couch, hunched over with his elbows propped on the tops of his knees as he fiddled with his cell phone. Lola carefully opened the door the rest of the way and stepped out, Niall’s eyes glued down at the little screen as he heard the soft pads of her feet across the hardwood floor. “I just ordered the food–...”

His words were abruptly cut short as he glanced up, seeing Lola standing completely naked right outside his bedroom door. Lola stared at him, swallowing hard as she felt the unmeasurable heat blazing up from every little fiber inside her the longer his big blue eyes danced across her body. Niall’s lips parted but nothing escaped as he quietly reached out to set his phone down on the table, Lola already walking towards him.

Stopping right between his bent knees, Niall tipped his head back to peer up at her and she timidly smiled down at him, her teeth scraping over her bottom lip. Niall’s tongue ran over his mouth and he softly cupped his large palms at the sides of her thighs, slowly running his touch up the length of them to lightly rest at her hips. Without a word spoken, Lola placed her hands at his shoulders to steady herself and slid her bared legs over the tops of his, Niall slumping back into the couch as she fully straddled him. His eyes locked heavy with hers, Lola gasping in a breath as she felt his cock once again swelling thick for her in his pants and Niall remained silent as he gazed up at her, his hands dragging over her gorgeously ample frame and ending with his fingers tangled in the back of her messy dark hair.

Clasping her palms around his jaw, Lola leaned in and firmly pushed her mouth to his. “Make me feel good,” she whispered against his parted lips between rushed kisses, her needy center bearing down against his covered thickness, “please make me feel good again…”

Niall made love to her once more that night, right there on his couch as they waited for their take out to arrive. The steady London night rain was drizzling heavy down the wall of windows, the quietness of the wide open space of his flat swallowing her cries and vibrating with the sounds of his grumbled moans. It was as intense and erotic as the first time and Lola felt herself give into him all over again, riding out her high in a blissfully dreamy state of delicious euphoria that she never wanted to escape from.

A knock at the front door ended their naughty little tryst and sent a panic in Lola as she hopped off of Niall and scurried her naked body back into the bedroom. Niall jumped up and tugged his pants back up over his bum as her high pitched giggles echoed out from his room. He playfully shook his head at her in a turned down smirk as he went to answer the door, paying the delivery man before bringing the take out into the kitchen. Walking back out a few minutes later to join him, Niall’s eyes flicked up to Lola and his hands froze on the chinese take out container that he was dishing onto the plates.

Lola caught his wide eyed stare as she stepped over to him, running her hand underneath the back of her hair to untuck it from the collar of her sweatshirt. She questionably knitted her brows at him as she watched a huge smile spread across his face. “What?” she asked him as she pulled out a stool and plopped down at the kitchen island.

Niall shrugged a shoulder and gave a little nod towards the overly-worn sweatshirt she had on. “I like this look on you. It’s better,” he told her. Lola scrunched up her face and peeked down at her old jumper and jeans she had put on before peering back up at him with an almost offended look. “No..” he tried to explain with a chuckle as he saw the look on her face, his head shaking faintly at his slight indiscretion, “no, I’m not sayin’ ya don’t look hot in the other stuff ya wear, ya always look hot but...ya know, ya look beautiful in this. It’s more...you, I suppose.”

Lola crinkled her brow as she continued to stare at him and Niall ran a nervous hand up through his hair. “I just meant–” he paused to huff out a defeated breath, “Jesus, I’m a fuckin’ idiot, aren’t I?”

The look on Lola’s face softened a bit from his refraction and she giggled as she flung her arms up to rest on the edge of the counter top. “No, you’re not. And well, I’ve had this jumper for years,” she told Niall, watching as he went back to plating the food, “it was my dad’s. And it was the only thing I had with me when I left home. So, I guess you’re kinda right, it is more ‘me’...”

Niall’s hands fell to a stop as he set the fork down on the plate and Lola flicked her gaze up to his. He just stared at her, his eyes narrowed slightly and darting over hers before he wiped his hands across his hips and stepped around the kitchen counter. Walking right up to her, he softly cradled her cheeks in his large palms and pushed a sweet and gentle kiss to her lips. Lola breathed out a smile as he pulled back, Niall smirking at her as he reached over the counter to grab her one of the plates. “Know ya gotta be starvin’ by now.”

Lola stuffed herself silly with Chinese food, both her and Niall almost having to crawl to the couch where they cuddled up and watched a movie. She wished time could stand still as she laid nestled in his arms, feeling Niall lazily playing with her hair and his chest rumble against her back every time he laughed. Her head nuzzled deeper into him and she let out a soft contented sigh. He was so warm against her, fit so perfectly around her. She never wanted to leave him. She never wanted to go home again. They eventually fell into a deep sleep, neither of them stirring as they remained cuddled in each other's arms on the couch. It wasn't until the bright morning sun streamed in through the large windows that woke Lola, her heart nearly skipping a beat as she realized she had stayed the entire night and if Kings found out, he would be pissed.

Frantic, she threw the blanket off their legs and clambered off of the couch just as Niall’s head popped up off the small throw pillow. “Lo?”

“I can’t be staying here all night, Niall, not yet,” she mumbled to him as she made her way into his bedroom, “he’ll know something’s up!”

Niall hurriedly followed Lola into the bedroom in his half groggy state and saw her tearing her jumper and jeans off before tossing them to the floor. Running his hand through his wild mess of hair, Niall let out a confused huff as he watched her with knitted brows. “I...don’t get it, I thought that was the plan...that you would stay here?”

“I know that,” Lola shot back as she pulled her dress over her head and wiggled her hips to tug it down her curvy frame, “but I can’t stay every single night. And being the first night of our little...whatever this is, and the fact that I was gone last night too...I just-...I can’t do that!”

Her eyes flew up to his, seeing the tinge of hurt that was flashing across his face. “It's not that I don’t want to stay, Niall, I do, I really do. I wish I could and never go back...but I can’t take the risk of Kings finding out what I’m doing or where I’m at. Both of us will be dead.”

Pulling in a jumbled breath, Niall nodded his head in understanding as Lola sat down in the edge of the bed to slip on her heels. “You’re right, I...I don't know what I was thinkin’,” he commented, stepping past her and over to his nightstand. Lola’s eyes remained focused down at her task of putting on her shoes as Niall picked up his wallet and carefully counted out some money before holding it out to Lola.

Her fingers paused on the little strap of her shoe, her big eyes sliding over to peer at the stack of bills in Niall’s hand. Her lips parted gently as she dropped her foot to the floor, not knowing what to say. She didn’t even want to take the money from him. Something inside her felt wrong and her chest rose fast as her stare darted over the cash that was clutched in his hand. To her, it was as if everything that happened the previous night meant nothing. As if…he was paying her for sleeping with him.

Lola swallowed hard and turned her face away, tucking her chin to her shoulder. “Hey…” Niall whispered, attempting to catch Lola’s attention as he could sense something was off with her, “Look at me…” Feeling her chin trembling slightly, she choked back the waiting tears and quickly shot her stare up to his.

His eyes darted over her glassy ones and his lips slowly parted as he realized what was wrong. Niall shook his head, his brows raising. “It doesn’t mean anythin’, okay?” Niall informed her, his gravelly voice calm, “It doesn’t mean I’m payin’ ya for anythin’ that happened last night. I promise ya, it’s just to keep you safe, to keep you alive.”

Rolling her lips into her mouth, Lola pressed her eyes closed for a moment and reluctantly nodded her head. “It doesn’t mean anythin’, I swear...it’s just money, Lola.”

Peering back up at him, she faintly furrowed her brow and sucked in a ragged breath. “Money is all that I am, Niall.”

“Not to me.”

The ride back to drop Lola off was a quiet one, not unsimilar to any other time but Lola couldn't help but feel an odd mix of emotions. She was happy, for once in her life she was happy to have found someone like Niall. Someone who genuinely seemed to care for her and want to be with her. And that thought put a smile on her face as she kept her stare out of her window, watching the old buildings of the city pass by. But then the other feelings, the absolute fear and sheer panic, were settling in quite nicely next to her happiness, ready to strip it all away from her like it didn’t even exist. Like it wasn’t allowed to exist.

Pulling up to the corner of Wicklow Street, Niall stopped the car and shifted into park as he glanced over at Lola. He could sense her apprehension, see the worry settling in her eyes and he knew that every single part of her didn’t want to get out of his car. But he also knew she was strong and she was determined and that she was going to do all that she could to make this work, for the both of them. Lola shot him a smile as she pulled in a deep breath and Niall leaned over to kiss her before he quickly stopped himself. Her lips parted for a moment as she was about to speak up but Niall quietly grabbed her hand instead, giving it a gentle, but reassuring squeeze. Her eyes shot down to see his fingers sliding between hers and the warmth from his palm settled deep into her skin, soaking all the way to her bone and she wanted nothing more than to keep his touch inside her for all the rest of her days.

Her eyes fluttered slightly as he pulled his hand back and Lola bit at her lip. “Bye, Niall,” she told him as she opened the car door and stepped out. Turning around, she leaned back down to lock eyes with him, his brows raised as he darted his stare over the soft features of her face. “I’ll text you later.”

“Be safe, babe.”

“I will.”

Shutting the car door, Lola quickly shot her stare around and stepped up onto the sidewalk, holding tight to her empty bag as she began to make her way back to the house she no longer wanted to call home. Niall watched her from his car, not wanting to pull away just yet and as Lola rounded the one block, his curiosity, and concern, began to get the best of him and he decided to follow her.

He stayed back as far as he could so she wouldn’t notice him, just barely inching along in his car some fifty feet behind her before she finally came to a stop at the front of a rundown little rowhouse. Niall pulled in and parked a little ways back, far enough that she couldn’t see him but he watched with a narrowed stare as she anxiously peered over her shoulder before she began to climbed up the small front steps.

Swallowing hard, an uneasy feeling started to creep up Niall’s spine as his gaze stayed focused on her. His hand came up to his mouth, his fingernails nervously rubbing over his lips and his knee bouncing like crazy against the bottom of the steering wheel as she slowly reached out to grab for the handle on the front door. Before she could even try to open it, Niall gasped as he saw a bearish hand fly out past the threshold and grab at her upper arm, Lola yelping in pain as she was roughly yanked inside.

#chapter 4 part 2

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