It wasn't unusual for you to attend your ceo husbands meetings with him, you found what he does so interesting and fascinating and these meetings really gave you a proper insight into his successful career. Also who in their right state of mind would turn down the opportunity to be in a meeting with the Harry styles? Whoever did, would be considered a complete and utter idiot.
However, today you weren't enjoying it as much as you normally do and you could tell Harry wasn't either as he wasn't the one leading the presentation. It was a boring meeting about some investments and to be honest you couldn't care at all. It was funny because as you looked up you saw Harry staring at you, a smirk plastered on his face, clearly up to something to get rid of his boredom with.
You sometimes hated him for having a crazy effect on you. He could make your principles disappear so quickly just by staring at you with his green orbes and looking like a right prince with his hair sleeked back and his sleeves rolled up to show his forearms and bulging veins that certainly had you drooling. You were basically putty for him, willing to do whatever he asked or wished for and to be honest you did not mind at all. With a husband like him, no one would.
You see his long fingers toying around with his phone and soon his mouthing a quick "check it" as he pointed at your phone with his head, his hair slowly bopping along.
You raise your eyebrow but go to check your phone anyway and you grin as you see the message that pops up.
Harry: This is so fuckin boring
You quickly swipe up your screen with your thumb, unlocking your phone and clicking on his contact name to type in a response.
Y/N: I know but come on pay attention, you look damn well distracted
Harry: I am, look how you did your hair and look at your tits threatening to fall out of your top any second
It was like you could hear the harsh and annoyed tone in his voice as you read that message and you had to stifle a laugh. You knew something was up as soon as he looked up at you and smirked once the meeting had started and in all honesty, you did put your hair up on purpose just a way to tease Harry so you didn't blame him for getting so flustered by it.
The only time you did that hairstyle was in fact when you were going to suck him off, whether that was during a passionate night of lovemaking or a quickie in one of his private jets.
And as for your top, you just loved the way the beige went with your trousers and how it hugged your curves, so of course you had to choose it. And you might have considered the fact that your cleavage looked extra good in it.
Y/N: Don't act like you don't like it, you were absolutely smitten for this last night x
Harry: Oh doll, you're looking for yet another punishment aren't you? Was last night not enough?
You read the message and instantly your thighs press together hard, and bite down on your lips trying to surpass the urge of getting up and slamming your lips against his in a passionate make out. You just hoped and prayed this meeting would end soon because you honestly don't know how much longer you could control yourself.
Y/N: Nope, last night was easy. You definitely didn't give it your all babe :/
Harry sighed as he read that message earning strange looks from everyone on the table causing him to roll his eyes. He then took a sip out of his water bottle that was placed right infront of him and looked up, staring deep into your eyes before mouthing a quick "fuck off" you giggled quietly knowing you've hurt his ego but you couldn't care less, this was fun.
Also just to clarify, Harry certainly did not go easy on you last night. He didn't stop until your ass was burning and tears slipped down your face so it really did set him off hearing you say it was as rough. Harry only strived for perfection so his ego took a dip.
Harry: Well then I'm going to make sure that arse of yours gets whipped nice and hard. Trust me doll, you won't be leaving the house for a weak when I'm done with you tonight x
You read the message over and over again, each time your panties getting wetter and wetter. You look up at Harry, eyes all innocent and mouth in a pout making him a complete wreck and he coughs slightly, pulling his tie off and unbuttoning the first button on his rather expensive suit.
You could tell he was also riled up, by the way he constantly ran his long fingers through his gelled back hair and the way his other hand had a hard grip on the table infront of him, turning his knuckles white.
It was a breathtaking sight if you do say so yourself and you also loved how the rest of the meeting were blissfully unaware of what the two of you were up to.
Y/N: Really? I doubt my vanilla husband is capable of that :)
You know this must have really put him over the edge because the next thing you received was a discreet picture of his hard on, under his trousers, you were impressed by the effects this conversation had on him and also impressed by how you two still haven't gotten caught. It was risky but fun.
Harry: you know this cock can destroy you right? You'll be crying as I facefuck you and don't even try to deny that doll
Your cheeks were heating up as you adjusted on the seat and before you could say anything the meeting was finally coming to an end. Harry answered some questions, eventhough because of your little conversation he had no clue what he was talking about. And then he dismissed everyone.
As the last person left the room you got out of your seat and took long strides to reach Harry and before any words were exchanged, your lips met his in a lustful full of force kiss that definitely knocked the air out of his lungs, his hands come down to squeeze down harshly on your ass causing a hiss to leave you after you pulled away.
He smirked and did it once again, seeing you jump away and he let out a chuckle. "Are you sore darling?" He asked, full well knowing the answer.
You mumbled a yes and Harry spanked you, "though I went easy on you last night love, clearly not" he growled into your ear before rubbing over your ass. You closed your eyes as you felt his hot breath against you and prayed he would just take you right then and there.
"Y-you did. B-but-" before you could finish the sentence Harry kissed you once again and the led you out the office.
"Guess I've got to give you another lesson then. Teach you how to be a good girl and not to lie" he spoke, voice deep and eyes dark.
And you definitely learnt a lesson once you got back home to your mansion. Harry kept his word and you did not leave the house for the next week because you were completely fucked out and your legs felt like jelly.
But you liked it.
