Therapy || Sequel of the Dare *Completed*

Niall's back and he is in trouble.


13. Chapter Thirteen

*Dirty Parts... Read with responsible eyes XD*

I wake up the next morning and yawn. “Hey love.” Marcel says and I look at him and he is in his boxers. He walks over and sits next to me. “Are you okay?” He asks and I nod. I scoot closer to him. “Harry is taking Niall to my dorm and then I will be taking you, they have left so we need to get ready.” He says and I nod. He wraps his arms around my waist and stares at me. “Hey, come on, he isn’t here.” He says and I bite my lip. He leans in, kissing me. I tangle my fingers in his hair and he lies me down. I kiss him, biting down on his bottom lip and sucking on it. I pull off his shirt, throwing it to the floor as he does the same with mine and my bra. He kisses down my neck and then kisses my breast. I grab his hair and pull him back up to me. I kiss him, sliding my tongue in his mouth and he starts pulling off my pants. He throws them to the floor, grabbing the hem of my underwear. I unbuckle his belt and he pulls them off and throws them to the floor. He kisses my neck again, pulling down my panties. “Do you want to do this?” He asks and I take a moment to think. “Yes.” I say and he nods, pulling off his boxers. He grabs a condom from the bedside table and I burst out laughing. He opens it and slides it on and I wrap my legs around his waist. He stares down at me and I can feel his tip against my opening. I bite my lip and he smiles, pushing into me and I gasp. He starts thrusting into me. I wrap my arms around his neck and he lowers his mouth to my ear. “Say my name.” He whispers, kissing my ear. He bites my earlobe and I moan. “M-Mar-c-c-el,” I groan and he smirks, his laughing filling my ear and I shiver. “Louder.” He challenges, teasing me with his tip. “M-Mar-ce-l-l!” I shout, grabbing his butt and squeezing it. He thrusts into me and I gasp, biting his shoulder which he groans. I let out a moan and he answers with one too. The pleasure is unbearable and I am getting exhausted but I don’t want him to stop. He starts slowing down and I stare at him. “Marcel.” I beg and he smiles. “Do you want it?” He asks and I nod my head rapidly. “Do you really want it?” He asks and I gasp. “Yes!” I shout and he smiles and goes faster, grunting with his anticipation. I groan, my breathing growing heavier just like his and sweat clings to his body as he concentrates on what he is doing. He starts slowing down again and he pulls out. I stare up at him. He collapses onto me and I wrap my arms around him. I gasp as he pushes inside of me again, thrusting harder. “Marce-l-l please,” I gasp and he props himself up onto his elbows and stares into my eyes, his curls clinging to his forehead. He gently kisses my nose. “Shhh,” he says, going faster and I press my nails against his back, scratching his back and he sucks in a breath. He grunts until he has filled the condom and then climbs off of me, collapsing next to me. “Does that mean we are dating?” I ask quietly. “Only if you want to,” he says, looking at me and I smile. “Yeah,” I say and he kisses me. “I am happy to call you mine.” He says and I smile and kiss him. I sit up and get up, going to take a shower.

I have just finished putting my stuff in the car when someone hugs me from behind. “I love you.” Marcel whispers, kissing my neck. “I love you too.” I say, turning toward him and kissing him. He opens my door for me and I get in and he closes it and gets in and we both buckle our seatbelts. I grab his hand, intertwining our fingers and I smile at him. He starts the car with his other hand and drives off.

Authors Note

Marcel and Nora ;) -Over&&Out

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