Yours - H.S

Chapter 36*

A/N: This starts from where we left off in chapter 27, you can re-read it if you need a little refresher. I hope you're excited.

I'll fucking digest you
One kiss at a time
You wish I was yours
And I hope that you're mine.

Harry's P.O.V:

"Harry-" I cut her off as I press our lips together, savoring her taste of sweet mint. I hum as I slowly suck on her bottom lip, hearing her soft moans in my mouth. I slowly pull away from her lips, pushing her against the wall as I turn to the mirror, noticing the lipstick that's smudged around my lips. I start kissing her all over, imprinting her with lipstick marks. Each one is more faded than the other as the color wears off, my hand caressing along her jawline. The sounds of her pants and heavy breathing are almost like music to my ears.

She lifts her legs off of the ground one by one, wrapping each one around me as we are pressed against the wall. She kept her hungry eyes on mine and I couldn't help but smirk at how much she wanted this.

"Tell me what you want from me. Does my girl wanna be fucked against the wall? Or bent over the desk like the whore she is?" I whisper against her ear, kissing along the skin behind her earlobe as she swallows harshly.

"Play with me any way you want, daddy," she whispers, slipping her hands under my shirt, adjusting her hips to press her cunt against my erection.

"Is that so, baby? Then you won't mind if I do this, will you?" I hold her with my hands on her ass, walking over towards the desk.

It's like she reads my mind from the way she unwraps her legs off of me, turning around to get down on the floor and on her knees. My palm holds the back of her head in my hands, letting me press her face down on the desk while her ass was on display for only me.

"So eager to get fucked like the whore you are, hmm?" I bite against her skin through the thin shorts she was wearing, feeling my teeth dig into her flesh slightly.

"Mhmmm," she groans, keeping her hands at her sides. They weren't a problem for now, but I knew exactly how to take care of them if they become one later.

I use my teeth to pull down the waistband of her shorts, peeling off the rest of the material with my hands. She was in her bra and a pair of cotton panties, our tattoo peeking right underneath her ass. I run my fingers along her cunt from her underwear, being sure to avoid her skin and only stimulate her through the fabric.

The way she reacted to my touch was orgasmic within itself, I knew what she liked and what she didn't. I knew just how to make her come within a few minutes, but I didn't want it to be that easy today.

"You've already made a mess and I've barely even touched you," I couldn't help but laugh at how easy it was to have her submit to me, she willingly got on her knees and bent over the desk, no instructions needed.

It was pathetic.

I teasingly circle my fingers against her clothed clit, feeling the dampened cotton as she sticks out her ass, pushing herself closer towards me for more pleasure.

I decided to play nice for now, pressing my fingers even harder onto her clit as she moans deeply, turning around to look at me.