It was a classy business dinner. One filled with men in expensive suits, women in fancy floor length gowns and expensive hairstyles that probably took hours to achieve and wine that was probably as expensive as the car Harry drives.
In no way, did Y/N mean for the night to end up like this, it wasn't even an idea in her mind before she left the house hand in hand with Harry as they headed off to one of her Dad's usual monthly dinners, but something switched in both of their minds the second her hand brushed off his thigh or maybe it was when Harry whispered a joke into her ear about Darren across the table but his voice was so low and slick, it made her heart stop and her tummy immediately erupt into butterflies.
Yep, it was definitely the latter.
"Just couldn't wait puppy huh? That's okay, just a little needy tonight, yeah?"
Harry coos at her, watching as she whimpers on top of him as she rides him in his SUV, Harry thanking the Lord that his windows are tinted as they're putting on their show in the parking lot of the expensive restaurant that they were just seated in five minutes ago, cracking jokes with her Dad.
It's needy, it's desperate but it's filled with pure love and hunger for one another, like their clothes are on fire and they're desperately trying to claw the articles of clothing of one another for relief. Her long black dress now bunched up around her hips, tits spilling from the low hanging neckline as she balances on top of him, his suit still in tack apart from his tie being loosened and his shirt buttons half undone by her clawing and grip she has on the cotton shirt.
"That's it baby, use me, show me who's cock this is." He moans, biting and sucking at her neck as she moans and whines, trying to get herself off as his hands dig into her hips, highlights of the night probably going to be seen in the morning hue as the sun rises tomorrow morning.
"Feels so good." She whimpers, he moans.
"I know, can barely fuckin' think straight because you're so pretty on top of me, like an Angel." He praises her, her head immediately swimming around in it as he smiles against her chest, one hand now holding the back of her neck to steady her more.
"Gonna fill you up here, then, you're gonna hold me in? Yeah? Let me lick it all out of you when we're home?" He asks, pleading with her as she nods desperately, forehead on his as she moves faster.
"Good girl, make yourself come, you deserve it."
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The Vault |H.S|
Fanfiction*CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT* Just a book filled with Harry blurbs & one shots from my tumblr! Includes: Smut, Fluff & Angst.
