Excessive (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 50.

I gasped as his lips connected with mine. His hands were wrapped around my waist and he pushed me over towards one of the kitchen stools. I sat down with him between my legs as our height was almost evened out. We have kissed before, several times in fact, but not like this. Not in this way.

I didn't know what this was. What I think is passion behind our motives fueled the fire as our lips caressed each other's sinfully. His tongue wrestled with mine as his teeth occasionally gently scraped at my bottom lip. I pulled at the roots of his hair, making him groan.

This is wrong. So wrong. I should be upset with him for talking to me so rudely last night and even this morning. Not even ten minutes ago we were down each other's throats basically and now we are making out. His moods change quicker than I can comprehend.

"No, stop, we can't do this, Harry" I gasped into his mouth as he breathed into mine.

"Why not? It's perfect" he said, breathing heavily.

"It's not right. Not one bit, stop" I said making him halt his movements but not move a single inch.

"Why? Arabella you need to talk to me" he said quietly, his face showing more concern now than I have ever seen his face hold.

I sat there, on the stool with one of the most dangerous men in the world between my legs showing me more affection than he has ever known. My lip was taken between my teeth as all thoughts were running through my mind. Harry looked at me impatiently as my heart pumped in my ribs.

"You have put me through too much, as I have you. We can't do this to each other" I said making his shoulders slump slightly.

"This is my way of giving back to you, Arabella. This is my way of saying I am sorry" he said quietly, his face mere inches from my mouth.

"You aren't the only one wrong here, Harry. How do you expect me to apologize to you?" I ask making him sigh.

"By saying yes" he said pulling my face closer to his by my chin. "You know I'm awful with words, Arabella. We both need the re-evaluation of each other. Please, Ara" he begged his lips brushing mine through his thick accent.

"I don't know if I am ready to give in" I whispered quietly.

"Please" he begged, pressing his forehead to mine.

I sat there for a moment, feeling the smooth skin of his forehead against mine. Whatever Harry's plan for reconcile was terrified me, even if I didn't know what it was yet. Harry is full of surprises, but this one, seems to be the most nerve racking. But yet some reason, the most intriguing.

"What are you going to do?" I asked, almost soundlessly. But he heard it, he hears everything.

"I'm going to make you feel good" he whispered, making me gasp into his mouth.

"No" I said almost immediately, making his eyebrows scrunch in hurt.

"Why?" he asked as his shoulders slumped even more.

"No, I can't, Harry. I'm a virgin" I said making him perk up a bit.

"I never said I was taking your virginity. We are not going to have sëx, for one you are not ready and two I just want to make you feel good" he coaxed making a shudder run through my body.

Ever since I was younger, I knew that sëx was usually meant for after marriage. I never really had any personal experience with encounters involving anything sëxual, until now at least. I was well aware that Harry was definitely not a virgin which terrified me even more.

"Harry" I whined into his shoulder as his hands both stayed put on my waist.

"Please baby" he whispered in my hair, bringing my face off his shoulder and in front of his.

He pulled my chin, so my lips were lightly touching his, wanting me to make the first move. I lightly scraped my tongue over his and in an instant, he took over. His lips bit down on mine, making me gasp as his skillful tongue invading my mouth.

I whined into our make out session. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I heard a small voice telling me how wrong it was, but it was being muted by the overpowering beat of my heart and the presence of Harry. I knew what I needed to do, what we needed to do.

"Go" I whispered, barely being able to pronounce the word.

He looked at me with his lips bitten between his teeth before leaving yet another kiss onto my swollen lips. Before I could even ask what he was going to do exactly, he dropped to his knees right in front of me making my eyes nearly pop out of my head. I looked down at him as he looked at me.

"I promise, I will go slow and try my best to be easy on you. This is just as out of my element as it is yours" he assured making my stomach go queasy.

His hands slowly slide into the band of my shorts as goose bumps appeared on my hips. I was visibly shaking, I was so nervous for what he was about to do. He promised to go slow, but it still terrified me. I tried to relax as much as I can as my palms were sweaty and clammy.

"Please calm down, I need you to calm down, baby" he coaxed, seeing my nervousness.

The band of my shorts were pulled down, revealing my plain cotton underwear. I mentally punched myself for not wearing any of my good underwear. That wasn't really my fault considering I had no single idea his would even happen, but the embarrassment still haunted up to my cheeks.

"If I knew, I would have worn some more appealing undergarments" I nervously commented making him chuckle,

"You look cute in these, they make you look younger" he commented making me scrunch my eyebrows at the odd.. compliment?

He placed his hands on my bare thighs, making me realize once again about what was truly happening here. The palm of his hands opened my legs far enough for his large frame to weasel its way into. I'm really letting him do this, I'm allowing this man to see me. He looked up at me with a bitten lip and rubbed the skin on my legs.

"Arabella, I need you to be completely honest here. I am doing something with you that is extremely serious. If you are not 100% on board with what I am doing I absolutely need you to tell me now" he said looking me dead in the eye as each syllable passed his plump lips.

I looked at him and sighed. Was I completely on board? I didn't know much about this kind of stuff, but I knew enough to be able to recognize what he was up too. Did I really want to do this knowing that after, our.. whatever we had... will never be the same. I sighed and looked at the man between my legs.

"Yes" I breathed out.

As soon as the words left me lips I began to unravel in front of the man. I felt my muscles loosen up and my thighs fall open a bit more. I was actually doing this. Harry's finger found their way to the band of my underwear, making me shiver from the roughness of his hands.

"I will take care of you, I promise"

A/N:
HAHAHAHA NOT YET!!! everyone will probably hate me because that was literally the worst place to leave you off on but I promise the juicy stuff will be next ;)
speaking of that, what do you think is going to happen ;)
anyways uhm okay lets just try to stay calm but
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