D I R T Y H A R R Y

Kiwi

HARRY LOOKS LIKE AN ANGEL IN THIS PHOTO ^^

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PLAY KIWI BY HARRY STYLES.

Harry's P.O.V.

I walk to the fridge, putting a three cubes of ice in two glasses and grabbing the whiskey bottle from the cupboard and pouring it in the glasses so it is half way full.

After, I make my way to the balcony where Elle is standing looking out at the streets of New York holding a cigarette in her grasp blowing the smoke out watching it disappear into the air.

her long brown hair flowing down her back in a black tight thigh high spaghetti strap dress showing off her curvy silhouette while standing far away.

Walking up to her, I go to stand next to her with my back facing the streets looking down at her while she is admiring the streets and night life.

"Hey" she croaks out just above a whisper taking another drag of her cigarette keeping her gaze on the night life.

I pass her one of the glasses and offer her a smile which she returns "What you doing out here?" I ask

"Oh nothing, just thinking" she says turning to face me with her cigarette in her hand and her drink in the other.

"About what" I say looking at her just in time to see a smirk come on her face watching her rub her hand up my arm and walking to stand in front of me.

she leans up on her tip-toes feeling her breath fan my ear sending a shiver down my spine and making my eyes flutter shut.

"As much as I love this suit on you, I would love to see it on the floor" she answers my question in a statement making all the blood run to between my legs making me groan.

I feel her lip turn into a smirk against my neck leaving open mouthed kisses while nibbling and sucking making me pull her closer to me by her waist but pulls away to quick for my liking.

pulling back I see her lustful eyes make direct contact with mine and see her drop the cigarette to the floor and use the bottom of her heel and jugging back the rest of her drink.

"drink up, bud" she says raising an eyebrow, I bring the cup to my lips keeping eye contact with her the whole time jugging back the hard liquor feeling the burn down my throat.

she takes the glass from my hand and walks over to the table and puts it down wiggling her arse when she bends down.

"Come here, pretty boy" she says once she is at the doorway turning to face me with a shit eating smirk on her face.

I like getting her all riled up and playing a game with her because it just makes me have a raging boner and the sex so much better, plus I feel like being a dick so I don't stop the word from falling out my mouth.

"Make me"

it comes out raspy from the amount of lust in my tone, a smirk shows on my face when she doesn't even try to hide the fact she is squeezing her thighs together in front of me.

"Oh that's fine, I can get myself off"

my face falls and my feet are stuck to the ground as I process her words and watch her walk off into the apartment.

I waste no time going after her, when I get in I see her heading for the stairs, once in arm reach to her I pull her towards me by her waist a gasp of surprise leaving her plump lips.

"And where do you think your going? Huh?" I taunt her playing with a strand of her hair and tucking it behind her ear so I have access to her neck and leaving wet kisses on her exposed neck.