Dirty Minded |H.S|

Chapter 9

Warning mature content do not read this chapter if you don't like smut:)

He pins me up against my wall roughly pulling down my shorts and underwear. He cups his cold hand on my nerves causing my mouth to fall open with a soft whimper. " I want to hear you say my name when it feels good. Do I make myself clear Delilah?" He whispers darkly in my ear before sucking on it with his lips. " Yes" I breathe out really needing him to move his hand to relieve the aching sensation between my legs.

He starts slowly massaging my clit causing my eyebrows to pinch together in pleasure. He picks up the pace before he slides his fingers through my wet folds circling his index finger around my entrance sliding it in deeply as my head falls back hitting the wall with a soft thud. He adds another finger thrusting fast allowing me to hear the wet sounds of of it a groan leaving his lips" you're so wet" he tells me with heavy lidded eyes.

" Harry...it feels so good " I moan raking my nails down his chest his eyes going dark from the action. He brings his thumb to my clit rubbing soothing fast circles as I watch his fingers disappear in me at the same time. His fingers find my g spot making my eyes roll to the back of my head my mouth opening but nothing leaving it. " I..I'm close" I say as he wraps my leg around his hip thrusting his fingers into me at a more rapid pace.

He makes his way to my neck sucking and nipping at the skin. " I want to feel you throbbing around my fingers when I make you come" he tells me massaging my breast pinching my nipple through my shirt. My hips begin to writher starting to feel my climax about to peak.

My eyes blink open a throb between my legs causing me to let out a loud frustrated puff. " You have got to be kidding me" I seethe to myself closing my eyes to go back to sleep to finish what was started.

After laying their for what felt like hours it looks like I'm not going to be enjoying an orgasm from Harry. I've had wet dreams before but nothing like this.Im aching my vagina feels like it's the wettest it's ever been. I grab my phone off my bedside table seeing it's 5 pm I've pretty much slept the whole day from staying up all night with harry.I make my way to Harry's contact going to press FaceTime but stoping myself before I do.

" Hi Harry I was having a dream about you pinning me against my wall fingering me I was about to come but then I randomly woke up before I got to. So I was wondering if we could have phone sex." I say to myself trying to figure out what I'm going to tell him if he picks up. " My pussy is currently throbbing and I need you to talk dirty to me." I slap my forehead with my hand and began to mentally curse myself.

Fuck it I'm just going to wing it and see what happens I click the FaceTime icon on his contact letting out a squeal of nerves thinking maybe I should just flick my bean and call it a day. I go to hang up but his face pops up on the screen before I get the chance to. " Delilah.." Harry's raspy deep voice booms through my phone speaker. It makes me jump. He's currently wearing a black long sleeve button up with the top few undone allowing me to see a silver cross necklace laying over the many tattoos he has inked on his chest and neck.I gulp my face starting to heat up at the loss of words. " I..I'm" I stutter trying to form a sentence he smirks as I hear the sounds of what I think is Remi " who's that?" Remi questions harry as he turns to look at Remi " it's Delilah" he turns back to face me with a tight lipped smile.

" Delilah could I have brinleys number please I forgot to ask her when she was here" he says while walking into view " uh..yeah sure its 342-221-4110" I say as he nods typing on his phone " thank you Delilah" he smiles walking out of the camera view leaving me to gaze at Harry with an awkward smile.