Chapter 8- Intensity

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•CHAPTER 8- Intensity

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OK, SO THIS CHAP IS SUUUUUUPER DIRTY. DON'T READ IT IF YOU DON'T WANT TO.

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*(ZAYN'S POV)*

I had been furiously bothered the whole night while Harry just charmed Rebecca away, and when he walked her to her flat, I had no doubt in my mind what had happened. I got into the passenger seat as I was waiting for him to come back from his triumph. How could he do this to me? He knew I rarely got this type of feeling about a girl. I decided to let it go, as Harry will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Harry looked deep in thought when he came back, and his eyes were dark and hazy. I knew it. He had kissed her, probably snogged, more like.

He got in the car as quiet as ever, and neither of us didn't say a word the entire ride back.

*(HARRY'S POV)*

God. That was just... I definitely wanted more. So much more.

*(REBECCA'S POV)*

When I woke up, my thoughts were immediately invaded by Harry. I got up mid-thought, took a shower, ate, and put on a lace top with some black trousers, and Ralph Lauren boots. I got to class, and I could not focus. This excersize was repeated until all of my classes ended. I was wondering why Harry hadn't texted me or something by then. I was starting to think it might have been a dream when a message popped up on my phone.

From: Harry Freakin' Styles

"Hey sorry I didn't text earlier, but I wanted to get you alone to talk. You wanna come over to the teacher's flats? That's where we are."

To: Harry Freakin' Styles

"Ok"

I didn't know what else to say. Harry was so casual about everything. I got up to the flats. I was surprised no fans were there. They probably thought the two boys had left the previous day or something. I got to their door and had barely knocked on it when it opened and two strong muscular arms pulled me into a passionate, lustful kiss. I looked up at those beautiful emeralds, and I could feel my knees getting weak. This time, he immediately took his shirt off. I couldn't speak. He carried me to the bedroom after I had taken my shoes off, and laid me down roughly and dominantly. He started to rub me through my pants, and I was already so turned on I let out an insanely loud moan. He didn't even smirk. He was so focused on me, it was pretty intimidating. He took my bottoms off, and after that came my shirt, leaving me just in my bra and panties. "True beauty", I heard him murmur to himself. I blushed furiously. There was that smirk. He started leaving a trail of kisses down my body, leaving most likely highly visible love bites. He was still rubbing me through my underwear, making me horribly wet. I started tugging at his jeans, and he undid the button quickly. I grasped his package through his Calvin Kleins, and it was the first time I heard him moan, a heavenly sound. He started tugging at my bra, I arched my back and he undid it expertly. He started to suck and lick at my nipple. "Ohhhhh god Harry...", I sounded. He took off my panties, and was about to go down on me, when he asked me, "Are you a virgin?" I laughed softly. "No." He gave me an even more concentrated look. "Really? You just look so innocent." I laughed again. "I'm no angel, Harry." He wore a small smile on his face as he started trailing kisses down toward my privates. He gently licked my clit with his long tongue. A soft whimper escaped my lips. Without warning, his tongue delved into me. I screamed in pleasure. This was the best I ever had. As his movements found a rhythm, I felta feeling building up in my stomach. He could tell, so he pulled away from me. I was already sweating. He finally pulled off his boxers, revealing his dick. My eyes widened. I think he saw, because he chuckled. I couldn't take it anymore. "God Harry, get into me NOW!", I screamed. He plunged into me. I cried out in a little pain, but mostly pleasure, because of his size, and as he found a rhythm, I rolled my head, back, closed my eyes, and just felt. A smile started to spread across my lips. Whimpers, loud moans, and grunts filled the room for a good fifteen minutes. I was so turned on, but I wanted it to last. I finally neared my high, and I warned him. "Just do it, Becca. You don't have to warn me.", he whispered. I let go, and incredible relief spread throughout my body. He gave it a few more sloppy thrusts before his juices flowed through me, giving me an extra burst of pleasure. He rolled next to me, and immediately pulled me closer to him. I fell asleep instantly, feeling safe in Harry's arms.

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