Lockdown | Harry Styles | AU

Chapter 44

Aubrey's Apartment, London - 1 Month Ago

"Did I hurt you? I felt like I hurt you." Harry asked gently once his breathing had returned to normal, cheeks still flushed. His fingers reaching out to play with the ends of Aubrey's hair as he studied the side of her delicate face, her own chest still rising and falling with ragged pants.

"A little, but I enjoyed it." Aubrey confessed in a murmur, meeting his soft stare as she shuffled on her side to face him, nestling her head deeper into the pillow. "Was it okay for you?" She then asked with a red face before biting down on her bottom lip. Her naked breasts jiggling as she decided to roll over on to her stomach while continuing to face him. Her gorgeous supple ass now pointing upwards making Harry's eyes fall to admire the curves of it before they returned to her face. His gaze now enjoying how cute Aubrey looked with her messy 'freshly-fucked' hair, slightly smudged makeup and rosy lips.

"Was it okay? Are you joking?" He emphasised with a smirk and a cocked eyebrow, "you just let me fuck your beautiful arse... it was fucking amazing."

Aubrey couldn't stop the pathetic breathy laugh from tumbling out of her as she sat up on her elbows. A cocky look of pure satisfaction stretching across Harry's expression as his green gaze looked utterly besotted with her. His fingers releasing one of her golden curls in order to skim down her soft skin to reach the small of her back, his large palm eventually grabbing a handful of her behind, giving it a light squeeze. "Do you remember the first time we tried anal?"

His question made Aubrey's cheeks grow even hotter, screwing up her nose she cringed at the memory. "Let's not talk about that," she replied hoarsely, involuntary amusement twitching at her lips as she placed her chin in her hand and averted her eyes from his.

Harry laughed at her reaction, his smirk growing bigger before he leaned in closer so he could bury his nose into her neck, placing a kiss to the sweet skin there before pulling back. Both of them smiling affectionately when their eyes connected, the moment of silence feeling intimate and warm.

"Can I ask you something?" Harry asked suddenly, removing his hand from Aubrey's behind to allow his fingers to gently dance over the curve of her back, tickling and soothing her skin making her body sink deeper into the mattress, his touch relaxing and tingling.

"Hmmhmm..." Aubrey simply hummed her response, her eyes gently closing.

"How many people have you been with since we split up?" As soon as the question left his mouth Aubrey's eyes snapped open, her focus shooting over to him at the same time he paused his hand.

Woah.

"We're not doing this." Aubrey deadpanned before she began shuffling on the bed until her body slipped away from him, his hand completely sliding off her back before she ended up sitting perched on the edge of the mattress.

"What? Why? We're just talking." Harry held up his hands in defence, watching Aubrey as he remained on his side, still completely naked and sprawled across the bed like he owned the place.

"Because it's a messy conversation to have right now. We agreed when we started this that we wouldn't talk about anything else outside of what we we're doing." Aubrey replied before she leaned down and grabbed the first piece of clothing she could find, which was Harry's t-shirt. "Plus we've had a really nice night. We've watched a movie, ate Chinese food, laughed, fucked. Why ruin it?"

"It won't ruin it. I'm just curious." Harry then moved up the bed until he was propped up by the headboard.

Aubrey rolled her eyes before she threw Harry's shirt over her head and stood up, her body turning to face him, hands on her hips. "Why would you want to know that? Why does it matter now?"