[COMPLETED] 18+⚠️: Contains mature and sexual content // enemies to lovers
"I hate you." I repeated as I continued to walk toward her, causing her to touch the closed refrigerator with her back as she backed away. "I hate you so much that sometimes...
"You're the kind of person I wanna be with when I want to be alone." - Eleanor & Park
A/N: This is a re-upload of the chapter. I made some changes, so it's worth reading it again. Love you all xx
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I never liked going to sleep. Or rather, I've never liked waking up the next morning. Why?
Waking up means that a new day begins and that is what I dreaded the most. Wake up, work, go to sleep...that's life.
But I never wanted a life like that. I thought I could escape this nightmare by joining the CIA. But I was wrong. Since then my life consists of sleepless nights and a never ending new nightmare.
Because the things I have experienced so far can never be forgotten. Never. They were my new nightmare.
But this morning was different from all the ones I usually experience. I woke up with the feeling of soft kisses all over my neck, exploring my bruises and old scars. A wet path led down to the fresh cuts under my collarbone.
Legs were tangled with mine and I felt an arm around my middle, crushing me tightly. And I literally could not move.
I could not feel my legs, my whole body was too numb and sore, my muscles arching. I have never experienced anything like this before and yeah, I say that a lot lately. But every time it's way different. Just like today.
The kisses lowered to the swell of my breasts, my heart skipped a beat as it almost touched my left nipple but then I felt the familiar lips brush my neck at the same time as my hips were grabbed.
Harry buried his head in the crook of my neck, his hot breath tickling my skin and I felt the goosebumps erupting on my whole body. He hummed before planting another kiss on my sensitive skin, his fingertips dancing on my hip while doing so.
He now stroked them over my lower belly while his mouth approached my ear.
"I really can't get enough of you, baby." he whispered, my whole body tingling from his words. I felt butterflies everywhere, especially between my legs. Fuck.
It was frustrating because I was so fucking turned on right now, but in no way had the strength to move. My muscles were incredibly tense and sore, every inch of my body ached in the most pleasant way and I knew I wouldn't be able to walk anytime soon...
"What time is it?" I asked in a whisper, feeling how painfully sore my throat was. I felt like I had the worst cold.
My voice was practically gone considering how hoarse it sounded and when I remembered why my whole body was tingling. This was the hardest my mouth had ever been fucked, Harry had absolutely not held back.
