Fate [a Harry Styles fanfic]

Chapter 19

His hands hold me tight in place as he abuts me against the cold wall, his mouth cascading down my neck, leaving spots wherever it stop. His body makes pressure on mine, his bulge expanding. I wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck, conscient of all my actions and all the possible consequences.

My mind is running wild, but I'm more than prepared for what's coming. I moan as he sucks the skin below my ear making my entire body flinch.

He strongly holds me, as I'm wrapped around him and he starts to direct us to the couch. Once his legs get in contact with it, I get down on my feet and his eyes for instants cross mine showing nothing but pure lust.

What am I doing ? I barely know him.

Stop overthinking things so much Melissa.

Slowly he lays me down on the couch, his entire body making an unbelievable pressure against mine that doesn't bother me at all. He kisses me once more, this time deeper.

I don't know why I feel the need to continue this but the more this goes, the more I want more.

Slowly I feel my t-shirt, or his t-shirt, climb up my ribs, then my neck and when I notice I'm only on my bra, his eyes catching at my considerable breasts. His eyes are no longer green, but the blackest black.

He's turning every single fiber of my body on, and I can tell I have the exactly same effect on him. He's only with his towel around his lower part and I feel his growing pressure.

His hands found the elastic band of my shorts and are playing with it, while his mouth is travelling lower than just my neck.

"Harry..." A moan escapes my lips.

He looks at me as if asking for premission to go further. I kiss him deeper than before, giving him the answer and his hands quickly get off the shorts he lent me.

"You're so fucking beautiful." He whispers on my ear, biting it. I flinch and grab hold of his hair, making him moan as well.

Time seems frozen. I don't remember anyone else or anything else. I just have this desire of him, and that's all that I need.

But the doorbell rings.

Now I'm back on the real world.

"Harry... Th-the door." He didn't even moved. He trails kisses through my chest, coming down to my stomach.

"We still have ten minutes remember?" His hands play with the edge of my panties.

But the banging continues.

"Harry..."

"Shit." He stands up adjusting his towel. We're both breathless.

I pick up the clothes from the floor and quickly put them on again with Harry checking so I won't be almost naked when he opens the door.

It must be Sophia. Liam told her and she came to get me.

I give him a little nod when I'm dressed. My hair needed more time though.

Harry looks furious but Sophia will beat his fury.

His face changes colour when he opens the door.

A blond middle-age woman stands by the door, her blue eyes lighting up when she sees Harry.

"Harry." She hugs him right away, making his body tense.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asks her, confused and a bit embarrassed I think.

"So now I can't visit my son when I want?"