Losers |H.S|

Chapter 5

Harry's POV.

Fuck last night was wild.

Logan wasn't joking at all when he said that place was gonna be a smasher. From the moment we walked in, there were people literally everywhere, dancing and drinking like it's their last fucking night on earth. The aesthetic of the place itself was amazing with its dim neon lighting and the leather, I felt instantly like I belonged there. Plus the DJ was wicked. Despite the crowds, there was an elevated big-ass couch reserved just for us and our company, obviously. Logan doesn't go anywhere without company. Well who am I to judge. Perks of being in a well-known local band I suppose.

Also, I didn't miss Marcus's glances at Nancy who was flirting and touching way too obviously with that guy. Honestly they should fuck already and get over it. Why they make such a deal of it is beyond me, like it's just sex, bang already. The tension between them is killing me in every motherfucking meeting.

On the other hand, maybe their tension is good for the band, cause they both give their souls while performing. That's why I chose them to be honest, well I chose Marcus cause Nancy was Logan's pick, and fuck me I wanted to kiss him when I saw her perform.

What was even more wild than the place was the amount of women Logan brought with us. I swear that motherfucker and his charms, if I wasn't straight I would definitely fuck him.

Once Nancy left with that buff guy and Marcus quickly followed with a lame-ass excuse clearly pissed at Nancy, I was left with Logan and about 15 women around that couch. I wasn't happy about it but I wasn't hating it either, I mean a pretty presence is always welcome. I was kinda annoyed with all their touching though. I'm not a touchy-lovey kinda guy, hell I rarely even kiss. Don't get me wrong, I like to touch, a lot, I just don't live for the idea of others touching me. Well, that excludes my cock, I like to be touched there.

But fuck me the peak of the night wasn't even that.

That brunette caramel-skinned damn goddess, with the full lips and the dark eyes, had my cock twitching in my pants the moment I saw her checking me out. She had no idea that I saw her though, she was too busy drooling all over me. Not that I'm complaining, I did the exact same thing when she was dancing to one of my favorite songs.

My eyes were hurting cause I couldn't even blink with the sight in front of me. The dance floor was packed but all you could see was her, her energy was magnetic. Never in my life I've seen a girl with her confidence, she was acting like she knew every guy in there would beg to fuck her, but she didn't give a shit.

And when her eyes dropped on mine, I couldn't help my smirk at her shocked face. But she didn't get embarrassed or stop as most girls would do. No, she fucking started giving me a show, touching her perfect body while staring at me with those mesmerising eyes. Fuck me she even twerked, and her ass was phenomenal. Like literally Renaissance art.

I couldn't help my body's reaction when she did that, I was only human. So I grabbed her hard from her hips and slammed her body on mine. Most of the times I would aim for the ass not the waist, but I had a feeling this one would actually slap me if I did that.

She was grinding her ass on me while I moved our bodies to the music, and I don't think she actually noticed. I had to turn her around to face me though, cause I didn't trust my dick at that point, and I didn't want to humiliate myself in front of her. And when her hands touched my chest, I felt like I've been tasered. Her skin was glistening with a thin layer of sweat from all the dancing and I fucking had to taste it. And fuck me the moment my lips touched her salty skin of her neck the whimper she left was the most fucking addictive sound I've ever heard.

I was about to kiss those perfect lips, that's how much bewitched I was, when she abruptly pulled away from me. And man she looked terrified. I had no idea what happened, she seemed to like what was going on between us at the moment. As I opened my mouth to ask her what's wrong she squeaked what sounded like 'I'm sorry' and vanished like she was the daughter of the wind or something.

My thoughts are interrupted by a hand hugging my torso from my right, and another one from my left.

Wait, what?

I open my eyes and see two blonde figures on each of my sides, and it hits me.

After that damn siren left me hanging at the club I was so hard that it was honestly painful. So I grabbed the first woman that I saw and asked her to fuck. Of course she agreed, but turns out that she had a very jealous friend, which made me suggest what every guy would. And we ended fucking all three of us in the first girl's appartment.

Fuck I can't even remember their names. I try to lift my head to find a way to sneak out, without waking them and have to deal with them, but when I do I see a very prominent bulge at my briefs.

"Fuck", I curse under my breath, I got hard thinking about her.

One of the girls probably heard me cause she lifts her head with puffy eyes, and the first thing she notices is my painful erection.

"What's the matter baby, wasn't last night enough for you?" she says in a hoarse voice. Well having your throat fucked does that to you.

I cringe at the pet name, but I don't have time to react cause she starts massaging my cock over my underpants, while Blonde no2 shifts in the bed and turns around. She seems pretty passed out.

I feel instant relief at the friction, but I want more. "Want a taste?", I say raising a brow and shifting on the bed. She nods biting her perfect fake lip, and lowers my briefs just to free my erection alongside my balls. My cock springs free and she instantly wraps her hand around it stroking it slowly.

"Open up, seems like your throat wasn't fucked enough last night", I order her while I slap her cheek slightly, and she instantly wraps her lips around me, while positioning herself between my legs.

I grab both sides of her head and I don't give her a warning as I push up my hips roughly and my tip hits the back of her throat. She gags on me and I leave a loud moan that echoes around the room while still holding her head down.

When tears appear on her eyes I release her head saying, "Go on, fuck my cock with that pretty mouth of yours". I don't ask her to choke on me cause she won't do it. At least not right. Man I wish I'd found a girl that would actually enjoy choking on me.

She starts bobbing her head up and down fast, and I leave a silent moan laying back and folding my arms under my head. I close my eyes, relishing the feeling from her mouth and her tongue, but my mind instantly travels to those lips... Fuck I wish it was her lips that sucked on me right now. I wish I could fill her mouth with my cum and then kiss her to taste myself on her tongue.

Is it wrong thinking about someone while another person has your dick in their mouth? Maybe. Do I feel bad about it? Nope.

Blond no1 starts picking up pace, while playing lightly with my balls, and I know I won't be long now. I wish she wasn't making those fake porn sounds though, she thinks they turn me on but they actually have the exact opposite effect.

I let my mind dream about her again, how the vibration of her moans would send shivers all over my body, every time my cock would hit the back of her throat. How her juicy ass would bounce on my pubic area when she'd fuck me with her glimmering with sweat back facing me.

"Fuck!", I curse while I feel that familiar tingle at my spine. That spurs her more and she sucks my cock even harder now. My high hits me all at once while I leave an even louder 'fuck' to roam around the room.

After she licks me clean, she lifts herself from the bed and heads to the bathroom, and leaves me alone with her very dead-like friend.

Well that's my cue to gather my shit and get the fuck out of here.

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