[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 I slide my fingers into her, not fingering her like that, but to find this fucking condom. She bites her lip as I run against her wall, fuck sakes. Fuck this feels weird, I'm not trying to pleasure her with my fingers so I wonder what this feels like for her.
She holds my phone with the flashlight, so I can kinda see but because it's inside of her I probably won't be able to see. She has her knees propped up, a shirt over her now.
I feel around her, going in as far as I can. I feel around, feeling very weird for doing this. God this thing is deep inside her. I then feel a thing deep inside her making pull it a little bit in the tips of my fingers. "Ow," she winced.
"Sorry," I whisper. "I've got it," I tug on it which makes her suck in a breath though her teeth. "It's stuck," I furrow my brows. "I can feel it but I can't get it," I say annoyed.
She looks between her legs, my fingers moving inside of hers. Her legs jolt and grabs my hand. I freeze and she slowly pulls my hand and winced again. "Why does this hurt?" she whispers.
"It's not supposed be inside of you like this,"
"God put me on birth control," she whines. I slowly pull the condom out, feeling it slowly coming out.
I see the ring of the bottom of it, making us both look down. I pull it and it slowly comes out, making me hold it in my hand. We look at it and see that the top part of the tip of it is missing. Fuck sakes.
"Oh my god..." she whispers. "Is that still...in there?"
"I think so.."
"When the condom broke the first time for you, did this happen?"
I shake my head. "It just split,"
She dives her finger in her, biting her lip as she moves her fingers inside her. I watch her fingers inside of her, making me bite my lip.
She's not doing it for her own pleasure Harry.
She pulled her fingers out, blood on her fingers but the last piece of the condom. "Oh my god," she gasps, looking at her hands. God, this sex didn't go right.
"Oh my god," I whisper, looking at her hand.
"Harry, I don't think this is my period," she looks at me, lips parted with worry, hazel eyes also filled with worry. "I'm bleeding,"
"Oh baby, I'm sorry," I guilt whisper.
"It's not your fault," she shakes her head. "I doubt you can help a condom breaking and then getting stuck,"
"It kinda is, I put the condom on wrong but, I feel bad, you're bleeding," I look down at her hand that was crimson from blood.
"What if Niall comes back and sees you bleeding?"
"He won't," she stands up with the condom in one hand, her hand on herself so she doesn't bleed. "I don't really know how to stop the bleeding though," she grabs a weird flat thing, pulling it open and making it longer.
