CORIE
I had no idea where I was when I first opened my eyes. Blinking a few times I realized I was on the balcony and Harry was lying on top of me. He was snoring.
Okay so I had sex with Harry Styles last night. Let me rephrase that. I had unprotected sex with Harry Styles last night. I was sore down there and I cringed when I thought of the pain. I didn't feel like myself last night. It seemed as if the alcohol made me carefree.
Alcohol. I was going to kill Mike.
Whether I was drunk or not I wanted to have sex with Harry. But unprotected sex? How many girls had he done that with?
And what about the friendship that we were trying to build? Is it ruined? Sadly I was beginning to regret sleeping with him. There were too many downsides. My head was beginning to pound. I didn't know if it was my current thoughts or a result of a hangover. Probably both.
" What you thinking about that's got your heart beating so fast?" Harry asked with his eyes closed.
" Um nothing, just a shower, food and maybe an advil."
" Yea I figured you'd need an advil drunky," he laughed sitting up. "And maybe a shower."
Harry was staring at my thighs and I dreaded seeing what he was looking at. I was embarrassed getting a glance at the light pink fluid that smeared my legs.
" It's okay Cor, it's just blood. Come on I'll run your shower." I grab his hand and follow him to the bathroom inside his room. He turns on the shower and I stand there in last night's getup and dishoveled hair. "You look beautiful when you wake up," he says standing in front of me as the shower steam filled up the bathroom quickly.
" Thanks," I smile awkwardly. Harry looks a little confused.
" You okay? "
" Um yea, I'm just a little sore."
" I'm sorry Cor, it'll go away soon." How many virginities did he take?
I try to push those thought to the back of my mind. "Yea, I know."
" Is that all that's wrong?"
" Yea," I lie as he excuses himself.
Once he's out of the bathroom I undress and quickly step into the shower. The water feels better than it did last time. Every sore muscle is being massaged by the heat. This is nice.
I don't know how long I was in there before I heard the bathroom door open. "Harry?"
"Yea, it's me." Why was he in here? "Listen, I know we don't really know each other that well but I know when something is wrong."
I take a breath as the soap washes off my body. How could I tell him exactly what I was thinking? I wasn't even sure myself. Talking to him after my shower seemed like a good idea, but if I didn't have to face him it would be easier.
"Um, how do you feel about last night?" I ask spotting the outline of his body leaning against the wall.
" It was mind blowing. It was perfect and I don't regret anything." Hearing him say that made the butterflies in my stomach come alive. "Is that what's wrong? You have regrets?"
"I don't know, I guess I'm just scared. I don't want to have regrets."
"I'll make sure you don't Cor."
Just with those words I felt so relieved and reassured. " I trust you," I said turning the water off. Harry pulls back the shower curtain and stares at me. I feel so exposed standing there but Harry's eyes are filled with lust. He's standing there with nothing on but pajama pants and he's erect.
" You won't regret anything," he whispers to me kissing my chin. Forgetting I was sore for a second I allow him to rub my center while he looked at me. Harry likes to look. A small part of me wants to stop him but another part wants him to touch me like he did last night. "You're wet already," he says.
"I did just get out the shower."
" I know the difference," he shows me his finger which is covered with this sticky clear substance. " You like when I touch you?"
If my skin were any lighter he could see the blood rush to my cheeks.
" You don't have to answer Cor, I can tell," he smirks kissing me. His tongue slips into my mouth and I receive it. Even this guys saliva turns me on. Picking me up he wraps my legs around him and carries me into the bedroom. He laid me down gently as I held my towel closed. He pulls it back slowly and licks his lips. My legs are open and he's massaging my thighs. Sticking a finger in me, he watches as I try to relax. One hand is on my breast and the other hand is touching my center. He takes one finger out then slowly inserts two. My leg immediately begins to shake. He switches between one and two fingers as I stare at the ceiling.
He stops and I almost complain before I see him with his manhood in his hand. It's big. The veins in it makes me nervous, but I took it last night so I guess I can do it now. He rubs it back and forth down there and my wetness covers the tip of it. It's torture. I feel helpless watching him tease me.
When I feel the tip push into me I think of the condom. "Harry we need a con---mmm" I whimper as he enters me. It's the most pleasurable pain I've ever felt.
" Ssh, it's okay. You're okay," he breathes sliding himself more into me slowly. I want to say something but only a moan escapes my lips. My thighs are still sore but with each stroke I forget that. I decide to move my hips a little being as though I've just laid there so far. When I did his eyes got wide and he kissed me deeply.
" Yea Cor, just like that," he moans digging his fingers into my skin. I almost lose it when he grabs my right leg and lifts it so he can stroke me at a better angle.
I whimper as my stomach starts to contract and I unintentionally tighten around him. He curses and pulls out of me, relieving himself on my stomach. I'm seeing stars. Harry collapses next to me and laughs.
" Wow, if I didn't feel you myself the first time I wouldn't believe you were a virgin," he says rubbing his wet strands of hair out of his face.
" I think I'm going to need another shower," I say catching my breath.
" Yea we both need a shower."
