Brothers Bestfriend

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Harleys POV:

    I'm focusing hard on the game in front of me, doing my best to pull out the little wooden tile without knocking over the stack. "Ha!" I exclaim as it finally wiggles loose, holding it up to the two boys sitting in front of me, "Yeah, yeah." My brother laughs, rolling his eyes, "Your turn, Harry."

Harry leans forward, his eyebrows furrowing as he focuses on the loose piece he found after checking nearly every piece. I smile, reaching my hand under the table and placing it on his thigh, slowly moving it higher up. I laugh loudly as the tower goes tumbling over, "Damnit, Harley!" He glares at me, "What? I didn't make you do that." I laugh, crossing my arms. "I'll get you back." He smirks at me, my brother clearing his throat quietly before starting to pick up the game.

We all help clean up the room before deciding to go to bed, me and my brother going upstairs, leaving Harry alone on the couch. I change into my pajamas before climbing into bed just in time to hear my phone ding. I pick it up and see Harry's name, smiling as I unlock my phone.

My smile quickly fades when I see what he sent, my eyes not leaving the picture of a very hard Harry wearing nothing but his boxers. "Sorry, wrong person. ;)" He quickly sends after, my eyes going right back to the picture after I read his message.

"Who was the right person, then?" I respond once I feel like I can move again, surprised by his fast response. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

I smile, opening my camera and lifting my shirt enough to reveal my black panties, stopping just above my stomach. I take the picture and quickly send it before I can back out, "Sorry, wrong person." I send after, biting my lip while I nervously wait for his response. I'm starting to get nervous after I've been left on read for a little over two minutes until I hear my door open, quickly looking over.

I smirk when I see Harry, standing in my doorway wearing the same boxers from the picture. "May I come in?" He asks and I nod, watching as he quickly steps in and closes the door behind him. He wastes no time coming over and connecting our lips, leaning down on my bed until we're sitting next to each other. "I've wanted you for so long." He breathes against my lips, trailing kisses down my neck. "You could've had me so long ago." I smile, lifting my head up slightly as he begins to suck on my sweet spot.

He groans quietly, grabbing my hand and placing it over his bulge. "You feel what you do to me, Harley?" He asks and I nod, earning a light slap on my thigh. "Words." He says, smirking at me as my face heats up. "Yes, I do." I say quietly.

"Is it alright if I take this off?" He tugs on the bottom of my shirt, taking it off and tossing it aside after I tell him yes. His eyes immediately go down to my breasts, licking his lips while he lightly runs his finger over my hardening nipples. I softly squeeze his bulge, continuing to lightly stroke him after I get an approving groan from him.

He pushes me back onto the bed before crawling on top of me, looking down at me for a few seconds. "You're so beautiful." He says before connecting our lips again, earning a quiet whimper from me when he rubs against me suddenly. "Harry.."

"Yes, baby?" He smirks, waiting for me to answer.

"I want you." I answer softly, biting my lip when I feel his hand slowly lowering into my panties. "Oh, yeah?" He asks, dipping his finger down to feel how wet I am. "You're so soaked for me." He smiles, licking his finger clean. "I want to taste you first." He quickly takes my panties off, positioning himself between my legs. "Ready?" He asks and I nod, gasping softly when his tongue softly runs between my folds. He starts sucking on my clit before slowly pushing a finger into me, earning a quiet moan from me.

"You taste so good, fuck." He groans, pushing his tongue into me before going back to my clit. "You have to be quiet, Harley." He tells me sternly after a loud moan escapes my lips, not giving me time to answer before his lips are attached to my lower ones again. "Harry, I'm gonna.." I start but quickly get cut off when his lips are suddenly back on mine again, his finger pushing me over the edge as he pumps it into me faster. He continues kissing me until I manage to come down from my high, pulling his finger out of me and once again licking it clean.

He takes his boxers off and gets back on top of me, lining himself up with my entrance. He looks down at me when he starts to push into me, watching as my lips part slightly. "Oh, fuck.." I moan, smiling when I feel his hand lightly wrap around my throat.

"You little slut." He says before I feel him push all the way inside of me finally, my eyes closing when he starts to thrust into me. "Look at me." He says, making me open my eyes again to meet his beautiful ones.

He starts thrusting into me faster, making it nearly impossible to stay quiet. His hand tightens around my neck and he leans down by my ear, "Be good and be quiet, we wouldn't want your brother to find you being such a whore for his best friend, would we?" He asks, getting a moan in response from me. "Good answer," He grunts before slamming into me repeatedly. I squeeze my eyes shut, my nails digging into his back while I try not to be too loud.

"Harry!" I moan loudly, feeling my walls squeeze around him tightly. "Let go, baby." He moans, his thrusts getting messier as he starts to get closer. I hold him close to me as I finish all over him, his hand quickly moving to cover my mouth when his name echoes off of my walls.

He quickly pulls out seconds later, kissing me hard while he releases all over my stomach. "Fuck, you felt so good." He moans, sitting at the edge of my bed once he's finished.

He walks to my clothes hamper and grabs a towel, helping me clean myself up before cleaning himself up as well. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" He says after tossing the towel away, "I wish you could just stay with me." I pout a bit and he nods, resting his hand on my thigh. "I do too, but your brother would destroy me and that's nothing compared to what your parents would do."

"Fine, stay again tomorrow?" I smile at him as he nods, leaning forward and lightly kissing me. "Of course, babe."

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