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I lay on the bed, struggling to think clearly after the ridiculously large amounts of liquor I had. Beside me, Harry lay on his back, his fingers clumsily fumbling for my pants buckle while Louis's lips lay kisses on my neck. I reached up for Harry, grinning when I managed to wrap my fingers around the thin material of his shirt. I slid the fabric over his head, pausing to admire the view of his chest.
"You like what you see?" he asked, his words sounding slurred.
He smiled at me already growing excited.His hands managed to slide my pants off, and Louis took advantage of the opportunity, sliding one of his hands in my panties. I groaned in pleasure at the feeling of his fingers slowly moving in and out of me. He quickened his pace, smirking against the curve of my neck.
"Damn it, Louis," Harry whined. He gave Louis a shove, causing in him to quickly remove his fingers. Harry, intent on claiming me first, grabbed my hips. His fingers hooked around the edges of my panties, easily sliding them off. I grinned at him as he turned me over so I was on all fours. Louis, who was now positioned across from me, somehow wriggled out of his boxers, revealing himself to me. Before I could react, he slid it in my mouth, moaning in pleasure at the same time Harry entered me. Louis's hips slowly thrusted in and out, testing my limits, while Harry began moving at a quick pace. Harry angled slightly downwards, hitting my G-spot, and causing me to moan loudly.
Louis gripped my head tightly, sliding himself in and out faster. The two of them began going faster as though they were having a silently competition, and I closed my eyes unable to handle the amounts of pleasure shooting through me.I rolled my hips in time with Harry's thrust, while managing to bob my head in rhythm to Louis's. I could feel my legs beginning to shake, and Harry's hands gripped my thighs to hold me up.
As I moved my head faster, Louis's grip on my hair tightened. He tossed his head back, his mouth parted to form a small 'o'."Oh, shit," Louis muttered, his thrusts stopping just as he came. Harry slammed inside me a final time, sending me over the edge, and I climaxed with him, my body shaking from the force of my orgasm.
"Damn," Harry exclaimed, a grin breaking out on his face. "You were amazing."
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I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. Someone's arm was wrapped tightly around my waist, trapping me against their body. Across from me, with my legs entangled with theirs was another boy. I craned my neck around to peer behind me, and I nearly grinned when I saw who was behind me.
"I got with those two last night," I muttered.
I looked back at the curly-haired boy again, grinning. "I did pretty fucking well."I snuggled back in the bed, closing my eyes. "I deserve an award... these guys are fucking hot."
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Harry Styles Dirty Imagines (Book 3)
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