Just a Taste // HS Blurbs

wet*

She couldn't describe how much she loved it. Or why. But she did.

Perhaps it was the look in his eyes before he did it. The dark, lusty, mischievous look that took over him as he had his lips attached to her clit. He suckled, finding a pace and strength she liked and watched her chest heave as the pleasure soaked her. He lifts his head, keeping direct eye as he purses those beautiful, swollen pink lips and the stream of spit leaves them, dripping slowly on to her puffy, well used cunt. He would look right at her cunt after it landed, watching that bit of his spit as it dribbled from clit down to her asshole- or he would dive back in and spread it around with his tongue. Revel in the soaked pussy surrounding his face.

Sometimes it was different. When he was particularly rough, pounding into her cunt, he would pull out and spit thickly over her pussy. Taking the tip of his cunt soaked cock, he would give her clit a few taps or slaps, rubbing it in before slamming back in. The man loves messy sex, and the added spit only made the slide better.

It was a bit of an ownership thing too.

"Who's fucking pussy is this? Hm?" Is often growled out before he spits on her. Finding that sick satisfaction that Y/N knows that it's his pussy. It's his to fuck, to lick, to spit all over. Knows that he's the only one allowed to do it and the only one able to make her feel so good from such a dirty action.

Harry's a dirty fuck. He knows that, she knows that and there's no denying it. They both love it though.