EDGE (H.S.)

20

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Girl, let's build this up and make our great escape

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CHAPTER 20

Renny's Pov.

After three drinks on my end and about 2 on Harry's end, I was feeling it, which I won't admit to him so I insisted on taking a shower. More so to cool myself off because while I want to sleep with him right now very fucking badly, I want to make him itch for it.

Seeing as he's sitting in his bed texting away with a prominent bulge in his pants, i'd say i'm doing well.

"Since you forced me to stay with you without letting me get clothes from my house, i'm gonna need some clothes." I said and he looked up from his phone before standing up and going to his closet, tossing me a t-shirt.

It was actually a really cute shirt. It had a bear of some sort and said "i'm gonna die lonely". Ironic.

"I'm glad you're aware." I joked with a serious tone as I read it. "Oh fuck off, so are you." He spoke and I just chuckled as I sat back down on the edge of his bed.

He's getting frustrated but he also hasn't touched me once. He's a pain in my ass but he's respectful. He hasn't even tried touching me.

It was kind of annoying because he knows I want him to but he won't. We're literally playing a game right now of who will break first.

I might as well tease it.

I walked to straddle one of his legs and stand between his other, his eyes darting up to mine as he did but they were heavy.

"Can I help you?" He asked in a low tone and I smirked. "You seem frustrated." "Not me. Looks like you might be though." He whispered as his finger trailed down my thigh.

Many fucking thoughts right now.

"Not frustrated...just thinking." I explained and he slowly nodded. "About..." He pushed for me to explain further and I let my hands go to the side of his neck. "Things." I whispered and he nodded. "Tell me to fuck you and you can have everything you're thinking of." He whispered and I tried my fucking hardest not to give in to what he's saying.

I really want him to fuck me.

"Why would I give you what you want? You must not know me." I raised my brows and he took a deep breathe and nodded before letting his finger trail up the inside of my thigh, under under my skirt, and dangerously close to my center.

"So you're not wet? You're little clit isn't swollen for me?" He asked as his fingers brushed over my center and I smirked. "Oh, no i'm dripping. I'm just not giving in first." I teased in a low voice, letting my hands play with the back of his hair.

"So fucking stubborn you know that?" He asked as he pushed aside my panties, letting his fingers slide between my soaking wet folds. "I know you like how my fingers fuck you."