Sweet [H.S]

*Chapter 5*

*Chapter 5*

"Shut the fuck up" I smack my lips against his, pushing off the door moving till his legs hit the edge of the bed, he falls back until he's sat, watching me now above him.

He grabs my hips and pulls me toward him as I push him back till he's laying flat back, a smirk grows on his face when I start to crawl over him till our faces are aligned. With one hand holding my waist and a hand cupping my face he smashes our lips back together, not like our first kiss.

Our teeth crashing together by desperation, his tongue swipes my lower lip. I open my mouth letting him kiss me so deeply I feel light headed, although I'm on top he has the control, right now, just kissing me he could practically ask me to do anything and I would. I feel dizzy on top of him, he moves his hand down from my waist to my thighs. He slips a hand under my dress, bunching it up against my hips until he reaches the lace of my underwear making me pull back and bite my bottom lip.

I breathe in a small gasp when he runs a finger along the band of my underwear making goosebumps appear all over my body, I can feel him chuckle at this; not liking the idea of him laughing at me I move my hand down to grab his wrist, urging him to slip them inside but. I groan in frustration when they don't budge.

"Eager are we darling?" I look up at his dark eyes, bonding into mine with such frustration that he seems to be holding back. He suddenly flips me over until I'm underneath him, breathing heavily from having a growing build up of pressure. I try close my thighs thinking of his malicious eyes on me.

"No just- your being an asshole, hurry u-" I whine when he grabs a hold of my throat, not putting to much pressure until he looks into my eyes for permission, with a small nod I grab ahold of his hand ignoring his small flinch before placing more pressure on my neck, which he widens his eyes to.

"Your killing me" He forces out in a voice a few octaves lower than before.  He leans in close to my face slipping a hand into my underwear slowly and gently the opposite of All his actions tonight, "Eager little thing likes it rough, it's sweet" a whine erupts from the back of my throat. "Please...Harry-"

He halts, there's no more green in his eyes only blackness surrounds them, "fuckin love that, tell me what you want" he urges tilting my head up with his grasp on my neck,

My breathing increases as the euphoric feeling enters from the pleasureful pressure on my neck. I let go of his hand to allow myself to breathe out a reply, "Fuck, your fingers, please"

His finger meets my core, slipping his fingers through my folds before slowly slipping a finger in, "just like right? Makes you feel good", he groans at the action and words along with me but just as it was in he slips it out, "your fucking soaking for me aren't you, pathetic really, been practically gagging for some all night" I let out a loud moan as his words make my core tighten,

His fingers run back through my folds gathering some of myself on his fingers, "Jesus fuck" he mutters under his breath as he sits onto his knees looking at me beneath him, "wanna put that mouth to work for me? Be really fuckin good if you did, so fuckin hot" he removes his other hand from my neck to steady himself on the bed beside my head,

His fingers gravitate to my mouth seeing my cum on his two fingers, I open my mouth to let them inside but instead he runs them along my bottom lip, my cheeks darkening. I look up at his frighteningly dark eyes as he smirks when he sticks them inside my awaiting mouth.

I look through my lashes at him, putting on a pout whilst licking his fingers clean. He takes his bottom lip between his teeth when I swallow around them.

Furrowing his eyebrows allowing himself to get to wrapped in my mouth, when he finally realised he's been staring at it for a little long he quickly pulls them out before a 'fucking sick' is heard and he's crashing his mouth against me again to taste myself on my tongue.