Harry Styles imagines + preferences

hot sex {smut}

'fuck.. wa— want.. i want you.. please.. all of you' she whimpers.

he unbuckles his belt, pulls his flares down along with his briefs. then watches as he buries his fat cock into her soaking cunt.

'tell me what you want' he whispers, leaning against her ear.

she blushes. cheeks rosy.

'i— i want.. want you to fuck me.. please' she breathes.

he pulls out. then slowly sheaths back in. wet sounds. fat cock burying into her tight cunt. soft grunts and moans. it's opera. art. a masterpiece.

he begins to rock his hips against hers, leaving her breathless. his fingerprints engrave into her waist, face burying into the crevice of her neck.

'fuck.. shit.. heaven' he mumbles incoherent words. 'so tight.. fucking paradise'.

soft nibbles to her skin makes her whimper beneath him. fingers tangling into his wet curls.

he nibbles down her skin. then greedily attacks her breasts.

'fu— fuck.. shit.. fu— fuck. fuck' she curses.

her hands fists his hair, legs wrap around his torso, eyes closing shut. she can feel him. soft, gentle strokes, filling her to the brim. tits swimming in between his tongue. hardening in his mouth.

'shit.. y/n.. fuck' he curses.

a buckle against her hips, has her gasping for breaths. eyes rolling to the back of her head.

'fuck.. that feels good' she tells him.

he does it again, pinning her hips down. a strangled moan comes from her mouth. eyes fucked. sweat coating her skin.

'oh god.. oh fuck..' she curses.

a small grunt falls from his mouth when she clenches around him.

'shit.. baby. do that again' he tells her.

she does, clenching her walls around his fat cock. he grunts again. burying his face in the crevice of her neck.

soft kisses are left there, small grunts  leaving his lips, skin slapping, hips snapping, wet sounds coming from his cock burying into her soaking cunt. it's euphoric.

she's nibbling at his ear, fisting his curls, holding onto him tighter. she's close. so fucking close.

'sh— shit.. fuck.. fu- uck.. fuck' she curses.

and it's that gentle brush of his tip against her bundle of nerves that has her nails clawing down his back. her hips buckle to meet his thrust. heels holding his hips still.

'oh fuck.. shit.. fuck. fuck. feels so fucking good' she curses.

her release, hot cum dripping from her cunt.

'shit.. pretty. fuck' she curses again.

he holds still. his hips pressing tightly against hers, riding out her high longer.

'fuck.. angel. need to cum' he tells her.

she gazes at him, cups his cheeks. then leans her lips into his ear. it's a small nibble that has him moaning. a rumble from his chest that collides with hers.

'lie down' she orders.

and he does. cock spilling out of her soaking cunt, earning a whimper that muffles into a strangled moan as she sinks down.

he watches in awe. cock burying into her cunt again. wet sounds. soft moans and little grunts.

it's an intense stare. her hips circling around him.

'fuck.. angel' he curses.

he can feel it coming. hot, sweat against his skin.

she continues her assault, staring at him with an intense gaze. her sensual motions are tantalisingly slow. teasing almost. but he loves that. feeling her wet folds brush against his fat cock. it's bliss.

'fuck.. cunt.. perfect. shit almost there baby' he spews out his words.

and it's hot, sticky cum. his hips rut as hot, sticky cum fills her soaking cunt.

'oh fuck.. fu— fuck' he curses.

he holds her still, grunting as he rides out his high. a panting mess.

'fuck.. baby' he breaths out.

she's a panting mess too, palms against his chest. hips teasing.

'shit.. fuck.. fu—fuck' he curses.

she feels the exhaustion, reaching for his hands.

'fuck i can't' she tells.

he helps her pull out. then kisses her hair as she rests her head against him.

'fuck that was..' he can't find the right words. 'that was hot'

she couldn't agree more..