Tempting•H.S. (MAJOR EDITING)

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Rose's POV

That Harry guy has had his eyes on me the entire night. When I danced, his eyes followed my moves. When I walked, his eyes would follow me. When I looked at him, he was already staring. I shift under his gaze. It's weird enough he saw me naked.

The need to use the bathroom suddenly appears. I walk up the stairs, a cup of juice in my hands. Abruptly my cup is knocked into me, the contents spilling onto my shirt.

I look up to be met by vibrant green eyes.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there," he says biting his lip.

I suck in a sharp breath. My white top stained horribly. His eyes travel down to my chest.

"My eyes are up here, and it's no problem. I'll just change," I say.

Shock is evident in his eyes, but he doesn't say anything. I walk past him into my bedroom. Before I can close the door, Harry comes charging in.

"Uh, what are you doing?" I questioned.

He looks down at me, his eyes dark and clouded. Harry strides over to me. His fingertips pressed firmly against my hipbone. He glides his fingers over my hips, leaning into the crook of my neck before peppering small kisses. The man sucks harshly on my collarbone, and then kisses it softly.

I moan out without trying too. He looks at me with a spark of light in his eyes. I push him away.

"What are you doing? Get out my room," I say, pushing him away.

He looks at me. "I can make you feel so good, baby. I know you're probably dripping right now. Your body aches to be pleased, baby girl. Let me fulfill you're fantasies, baby," his voice rasps.

My body goes rigid and my legs weaken with his words. "Get o-out of my r-room," my voice croaks out.

I can't show him my vulnerability.

He smirks at me, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth. I suck in a sharp breath.

"Your body is craving to pleased. You've never been touched like that before. Don't ignore your needs, doll," he says. "Goodbye, Rose."

I point him out of my room. He chuckles, leaving without another word. The door closes, and I run to lock it. My chest rising and falling quickly. It's best if I stay in my room the rest of the night. My back hits the bed, and I'm out like a light. Today has been a long day.

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I wake up to the sun shining on my face. My head hurts slightly, but I think that's from both stress and exhaustion. I walk fish the stairs only to be met by my mom in uniform.

"I know it's only our second day here, but I start my job today," she pauses, eyeing me for a moment as though taking in my confusion. My mother never used to work on the weekends. And as though she is reading my thoughts, she says, "Yes, I will be working on weekends, and you will be starting school tomorrow."

"Wow, mom, hold up," I say, surprised at how rushed her words are. "You spoke so fast. But have a good day at work and I love you," I breathe out.

She nods, walking out the front door. My dad is most-likely already gone, so I have the house to myself. I need to do my daily run, but I'm so lazy.

Instead, I fix myself a Nutella sandwich. I love Nutella almost as much as I love my phone. After eating, I decide it's best if I go ahead and run rather than get yelled at for not exercising. My parents are way too strict at times.

I throw on my sports bra, dri-fit pants, and my Nike free runs. It's a warm day out, so I should go before it gets any hotter. I start down the trail by my house, jogging first. The sweat is already forming on my forehead within the first couple minutes, and I'm already tired. This summer is going to be hell.

I complete my first mile, and the trail leads into the woods. There are other people out running too. Many cute boys, but they're probably all fuck boys. My wrist is suddenly pulled toward a tree, my body following it.

There he stands. His eyes bright and filled with lust.

"You again? Leave me alone, you creep," I whisper harshly.

Harry smirks down at me, my hands pinned above my head.

"I can't leave you alone," he says in all seriousness.

"Why not? It's not that hard. Here, let me start by leaving," I snap.

Harry chuckles at me. "Baby, it doesn't work that way. I'm drawn to you in ways you don't know."

His hands wrap around my waist, pulling me back. How is no one seeing this?

"Let me go," I say.

He smirks. "Let me give you a gift."

I look at him dumb founded. Is he serious? A gift? What could he possibly have with him out on this trail?

"Ugh, hurry up. I need to go. I have a life you know."

"That mouth of yours is smart. Bad girls should be punished," he remarks.

My breath is caught in my throat as his hands travel from my hips to my thighs. Harry squeezes them, his hands are dangerously close to my aching core. I squeeze my legs shut and he looks at me.

"Unclench your legs," he chuckles.

I stubbornly shake my head. Within seconds he pries my thighs open, my legs now wrapped around his waist. The sound of feet have passed and we seem like the only ones here. His hands find their way into my dri-fit pants, and I know he knows.

"No underwear?" he smirks.

My face heats up. How am I allowing him do this? I feel his hands circling my clít and I moan out.

"You're so wet, baby girl," his voice rasps.

Harry thrusts two of his fingers in me, causing me to throw my head out in pleasure. He pumps his fingers, and I feel my legs shake. I bite my lip.

"Let me hear you moan. Never hold back," he comments.

His voice makes me wet. He makes me wet. Harry curves his fingers, forcing me to emit a moan. I wrap my hands around his neck for support.

"Don't stop, don't fucking stop," I groan.

He smirks in approval at the same time I feel a pressure building in my lower abdomen.

"I'm about t-to..."

"You're about to come," he finishes my sentence.

I come on his fingers. Loud moans leave my mouth, and my breathing is ragged. His hot breath fans over my face, Harry taking his fingers into his mouth and sucking them.

"You taste so sweet, baby. I can only imagine how much sweeter you'll be when I eat you out."

My chest rises and falls rapidly.

"I'll see you around, Rose," he smirks.

Harry leaves me there catching my breath and figuring out what the hell just happened. I'm so glad no one is here.

I've only been here one day. Not to mention he was the first person to do that to me. What was I thinking?

But more importantly, what is he doing to me?

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Hiii. Slight smut. It isn't good, because I'm used to writing hardcore smut. Just wait for what's coming next. Vote and comment please. This isn't edited so idk if there are errors.

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Harry kisses your neck softly; his words catching your attention.

"Just fucking vote."

:P