I don't mind being Lucas' beard, the only thing is not knowing what is and isn't appropriate to say to people and where to touch each other without making anything awkward. I've never had a problem with hugging or even cuddling with him but when people actually watch our every move I feel as if I'm in some sort of play where every move has to be perfect and convincing. Maybe if photography doesn't work out for me I can become an actress or something.
"So what are your hobbies Aphrodite?" Lucas's mother asked while we ate an early lunch at their house. "I like photography a lot." I smile while pushing my food around with my fork. "Do you have your own camera?" His dad asked. "Yeah, I have three." I answer. "That's nice." His mother said while eating some type of quinoa salad.
We all ate in silence for a little while until my phone started vibrating loudly on the table. I felt slightly embarrassed since both his parents looked at me like I was disrespecting them in some way. I looked at it seeing it was Harry so I excused myself telling them it was my mom and went to answer it.
"Hello?" I answered quietly so they wouldn't hear. "Hey babe, what're you doing?" He sounded as if he just woke up which made his voice sound so sexy. "I'm supposed to be having lunch right now, I'm barely hungry though." I leaned against the wall. "Then why are you having lunch?" He chuckled. "I'm doing a favor for a friend." I say trying to avoid telling him I was eating lunch with Lucas and his parents since he undoubtedly would be pissed.
"Who is your friend?" He sounded suspicious. "Does it matter?" I asked not willing to tell him, not over the phone at least. "No but I'd like to know." I stayed quiet for a few seconds thinking of something to tell him. "I'll tell you later okay? I have to go now. Can I come by yours in maybe an hour or so?" I bite my lip anxiously. "Umm. Yeah, that's fine." He says sounding confused. "Okay, bye." I hung up and entered the dining room to finish the boring meal with Lucas and his family.
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After an hour and a half of small talk and long drawn out uncomfortable silences, Lucas was finally driving me home. Home as in Harry's apartment.
"I'm so jealous you have this amazing affair with some sex god who also treats you so good and buys you stuff it's not fair." Lucas said when we reached Harry's apartment complex. "You'll find your sex god some day." I tried not laughing as I patted his shoulder. "Whatever, get out of my car before he sees you're with me." He said as he pushed my hand away in a jokingly manner. "I actually wanted to talk to you about that." I said.
"Is it alright if I tell him you're gay? I'm not sure if he thinks I'm still supposedly with you or not." He looked like he was contemplating it in his head for a moment. "I don't mind. As long as he doesn't tell Lauren I'm okay with it." He shrugged. "I don't think he would, but okay. I'll probably call you later." I say getting out of the car. "Bye!"
I make my way up to Harry's place and knock. He opens the door with just a pair of sweatpants on and a lazy smile. I smile back and walk in.
"How was lunch?" He asked wrapping his arms around me. "It was alright." He smells of some type of manly body wash making me never want to leave his embrace. "Who were you with?" He asked again. "Lucas and his family." I hesitated for a second. His face fell and he let go of me. "It's not what you think, really." I try telling him when he turns his back to me and walks away. "Are you still dating him?" He asks harshly turning to face me again. "That's the thing..." My voice was a tad quieter than it previously was.
"Lucas and I were never dating... You see, Lucas is gay and his parents don't approve so I've been pretending to be his girlfriend." I finally confess. "Why'd you let me think that you were with him for so long?" He didn't seem as angry as he did a second ago. "Because I was mad and hurt and you kept shoving Kaitlin in my face. I hated it." I told him looking towards the floor. He sighed.
"I'm sorry. It was wrong of me to do that and I regret it so much. I feel horrible for how I hurt you, but it was also wrong for you to let me think that for so long." He wrapped his arms around me while my face pressed against his bare chest. I didn't say anything as we stood there and neither did he.
I looked up at him while resting my chin on him. He was already looking down at me.
"I'm sorry. Forgive me?" I kissed his chest softly and looked back up at him. "Of course." He answered making me smile. I stood on my toes to kiss him once softly but when our lips collided I couldn't bring myself to pull away and apparently he couldn't either.
I wrapped my arms around his neck while his around my waist. We started walking until we reached the couch. He fell pulling me on top of him and kissing me again. I shrugged my coat off dropping it on the floor and then my shirt next leaving me in just a bralette.
"I like this on you." Harry said playing with the straps. "I thought of you when I bought it." I say truthfully waiting for his reaction. "When was this?" He asked wrapping his arms around my waist to pull me closer. "Before the birthday party." I said referring to Lauren's party, also the night we had that argument. "I don't deserve you." He mumbled before pressing his lips to mine.
His hands went to my hips as he pulled me against him for more pressure. I could feel him harden underneath me however the jeans I still had on were quite restricting. He undid my jeans and pushed me to get off so I could take them off. While I did took my pants off he went to his room and returned with a condom.
He sat back on the couch while I stood in my under clothes. I still hadn't taken off my underwear because I wanted him to take his off first. He's seen me naked many times so I'm not sure why I suddenly feel self conscious. He pulled his shorts and boxers off and rolled it on. He noticed I had yet to take off my panties so he reached forward and pulled them down my legs.
"So eager." I said as I was pulled back on top of him. "It's been a while." He grumbled as he went to remove my bralette. Now that we were both fully naked he started kissing me again while feeling all over.
I positioned him right and slid down fully connecting our bodies. He gripped my hips tightly with his face pressed to my neck. I wrapped my arm around his shoulder while my other hand was in his hair.
"Do you care about me?" He asked breaking the silence. "... Yeah, I do." I murmured kissing next to his ear. "Then show me how much." He started moving my hips while sitting up right to look at me. I moved slowly at first but faster as we continued. He groaned closing his eyes and leaning back.
"Just like that baby, just like that." He encouraged while squeezing my thighs. I continued feeling my own pleasure corse through me.
Suddenly his arms wrapped around my waist as he flipped us, pinning me to the couch as he then started to thrust in and out of me harder. I gasped at the sudden change.
"You like this, yeah?" He asked biting my neck, normally it probably would've hurt but all I could feel was pleasure. "God, yes." I gripped onto his back hard. He kept going until I couldn't take it anymore. "Please just finish me off." I begged which again, I normally wouldn't. "Please what?" He lifted his head so our eyes locked. "Please daddy."
With that he reached down and rubbed my sensitive spot making me reach my high. I usually don't make a lot of noise during sex or even when I orgasm, but this time I let out a moan. It was so much better than any other time which was a crazy feeling. It wasn't loud but loud enough for him to notice and stare at me in awe. It didn't take him long to finish and when he did he just laid on top of me breathing heavy.
"That was so good, god damn." He mumbled into my skin. I breathed out while brushing my fingers through his hair. "It was." I agreed. "You've never moaned like that before." He said while lifting his head to look at me. His fingers brushed my hair away from my face, I absolutely love when he does things like that.
"Only daddy can make you feel like that." He whispered to me and then kissed my jaw. I held him close to me while feeling his teeth and lips on my neck. "Only daddy."
A/N- I wasn't really feeling this chapter but at least I finished it. I've been trying to get it done for days.
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Aphrodite // H.S. (Mature)
FanfictionAphrodite is a 17 year old who has a crush on her best friend's 25 year old uncle Harry. This story contains mature content, read at your own risk.