[COMPLETE] Cora Bailey's eyes were once met with a husky green eyed man, thinking nothing of it. Until he showed up as the new teacher at her school, making things incredibly awkward. But soon enough, they couldn't get enough of each other.
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Harry Styles Rocking my hips into hers, she tosses her head back and breathes out bliss, my neck getting tingles when she holds the back of it. I'll never get used to how good she feels around me.
"Harry," she moans softly, her legs around my waist get tighter the more she squeezes her legs together. She hums and rolls her head to the side which makes me dive forward to her neck, kissing the skin.
My forearms were under the pillow her head was on, using that to rock me into her. She bites her lip, tangling her fingers in my hair which is a surreal thing she does and I'm fucking putty near the end of it.
She knows my biggest kink, she uses it against me sometimes when she wants something and it works. Today has been quiet, we made out a little bit near the end of the morning before we went downstairs for breakfast.
We ate it outside in the warm sun before we went back upstairs to watch a few movies. It was around late afternoon by then, started making out with me and we just got into it and neither one of us was going to stop it.
"Harry, yes," she praises which makes my stomach burn. She parts her lips and looks at me, my lips parted slightly too. She leans up and closes the gap, pressing our lips together. Our lips smack, followed by her sharp inhales, my low moans and her pants.
I put my forehead on her shoulder, feeling her clench around me, biting onto my shoulder as I blindly roll my hips into hers. She's a little screamer. "Oh my god, Harry,"
"Fuck me," I rasp, continuing to rock into her as she just moans a few times. God. The bed hits the wall with my hips driving into hers, making me moan from her clenching around me.
She grunts, looking down at us, moaning. I thought I heard a door but I just focus on her. "Faster," she now rasps. I speed up, giving her what she wants. She grabs my shoulders, throwing her head back with her eyes screwed shut and lips parted. I close my eyes and part my lips now too, moaning softly. She digs her nails into my shoulders, running them down my back which makes me screw my eyes shut and drop my head on her shoulder.
"Fuck sak—"
"What the fuck?" a raspy voice says, in shock. I immediately stop, she gasps and I cup her mouth, unsure of who the fuck that was. I slowly turn my head, Mitchell stands there with his eyes wide Sarah not with him. His long hair was out of his face but down.
"Mitchell? Get the fuck out!" I shout, looking over my shoulder, his eyes staring into mine as she unwraps her legs around me. His eyes snap to hers, peaking out from beside me.
"Who is that—" he rasps.
"Get out!" I shout again but he just stands there. I grab a pillow and toss it at him which makes him stand back and slams the door.
Fuck. No, no no this isn't good.
I pull out of her which makes her gasps a little. "What's he doing here? You said tomorrow?" she pants as I get out from under the covers and stand up, putting boxers on.
