Harry's POV:
Once Carter and I get back from the restaurant we decide that we just want to cuddle and watch a movie together. Carter was sat on my lap with her whole body basically cocooned around me as I had my arms wrapped around her middle in a tight embrace. Our cheeks pressed firmly together as we watched an 80's movie that I'm certain Carter has watched thirty times. "I think I'll call Louis." Carter whispers as she reaches for her phone. "Baby no. You called an hour ago and it's past Samantha's bed time anyway." I kiss her temple then cheek as she hesitantly puts her phone back down.
"You're right." Carter sighs then pouts like a little girl. I giggle and give her cheek another kiss. Carter turns her head so that my lips meet hers. My hands move to the sides of her face and I peck kisses to her lips. Carter runs her hands through my hair and pulls my lips even closer to her, leaving a deep kiss to my lips. She falls backwards onto the couch and I follow with her, hovering above her as my lips attack hers. "Baby." I breathe out.
Carter spreads her legs as I move my body between them and move my lips from hers down her jaw and to her neck. I've wanted to do this for so long. Ever since I met Carter I've been attracted to her and ever since we've been dating and this has all became realistic, Samantha's always there so Carter and I have never exactly had "adult time", which is fine, but it's definitely nice to finally be able to have this time with my girlfriend. Don't get me wrong, I love Samantha, but I also love kissing my girlfriend and it's really nice to be doing just that without worrying if Samantha is ok or worrying that she'll walk in.
I move my hands to Carter's sides and lift her up with me as I stand from the couch with her legs wrapped around my waist and my lips attached to her neck. I hold her close as I blindly carry her to the stairs. My teeth nip at the skin of her neck as I climb the stairs and find my way into her bedroom before laying her down on her bed. "Carter." I sigh as my lips momentarily detach from her collar bone.
Carter's fingers run through my hair as she arches her back to get closer to me, giving me more access to her smooth skin. I hesitantly find the zipper on her hoodie and pull it down. Carter's back stays arched so that I can pull off her hoodie and toss it onto the floor of her bedroom. Once the clothing is gone I lean back down and kiss her lips with all of the passion possible. Carter's hands find the end of my sweater and gently tugs at it. I break our heavy kiss to let the material be pulled over my head and discarded to the floor.
My lips find hers again as I begin lifting her shirt over her chest and then off her body. Carter wraps her hands around the back of my neck as our kiss grows heavier and heated. She tilts her head to the left, kissing me deeper than before as our tongues move against each other. I pull away and peck her lips multiple times before trailing down her body and to her stomach. Carter's content sigh sends shivers down my spine. I kiss her hips and the skin above the top of her pajama pants.
My fingers loop into the elastic of her pants before slowly pulling them down her tan legs, placing light kisses to her skin until the fabric reaches her ankles. I toss the material over my shoulder and kiss back up her body until my lips meet hers. Carter tangles her fingers into my curls as my hands hold me up above her. Carter's hands blindly moves from my hair down my chest, abdomen, happy trail, to my belt. She fiddles with it and removes it slowly, but with skill.
Carter's small fingers undoes the button of my black skinny jeans and slowly pulls down the zipper, agonizingly slow while making unbreakable eye contact with me. Her eyes on mine is so intense I gulp, unable to handle the way that she's looking at me. I involuntarily let out a shaky breath when the tips of her fingers brush over my boxers as she pulls down my pants. I feel my lip quiver once my pants reach my ankles and I kick them off. I don't know why, but I'm feeling very emotional and hovering above Carter with her looking at me the way she is, is so emotional and overwhelming to me. The fact that she's only in her bra and panties doesn't help.
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Teenage Dreams (Harry Styles AU)
FanfictionCarter Bentley and Harry Styles are quick to jump into a relationship once Harry finds out about Carter’s secret three year old daughter, Samantha. But, what happens when Harry and Carter move too fast, or when Samantha’s biological father comes ba...