Smut
It was the first Fourth of July that Harry was getting to spend with you and your family. It was tradition to spend the day on the lake with family and friends, drinking, swimming, and eating until the sun goes down and the fireworks light up the night sky.
This year was going to be no different, except the small part that Harry was going to get to come. Every year sense the two of you have been together the one thing Harry has always wanted do do with your family is the Fourth of July lake party.
However his schedule has never allowed it until this year. You warned him of all the typical nonsense of how the day will play out. Wake up, eat a late breakfast, load up, hit the water, tie up with family and friends, and float until the after fireworks.
The traffic getting off the water is always a nightmare. Hounders of thousands of people out on the water all trying to leave at once. The madness of trying to load the boats and jet skis up mixed with tired drunk people never ends well. Thankfully for you and your family the boat is always parked at at the docks the marina offers durning the holiday.
It has been roughly an hour sense the firework show, and you were just now pulling back into the marina. You notice Harry getting off the phone as the unloading process begins; you can already see the stress and worry in his once care free face as you make your way to the car.
"Do you want me to drive Harry?"
"No baby," you could now hear the stress in his tone. "I've got it."
He opens the door for you to slide giving you a quick kiss before going around to get in himself. He pulls out of the parking spot before taking your hand in his. You barely make it up the street to the ark exist before you are sitting still in traffic. Nothing is moving, it has come to a complete stand still.
You feel Harry start to tense up in the seat next you, "God damn what's the hold up?"
"Baby," you move your hand from within his, to start rubbing his back. "What's the matter you aren't normally this stressed out when we are in traffic?"
"Management wants to have a phone conference, in like thirty minutes. Which, is stupid because they know we are all on holiday."
"I'm sorry, but we probably will not be making it back in time for you to connect for it."
"I know and I told them that. But, of course they get pissed about it. I asked them if they have even talked to Niall and they said no they couldn't get ahold of him. So, I told them that is because the lad is sleeping, its holiday."
"Sassy," you comment ass you move our hand down his arm on to his thigh. "You need to relax a little bit baby."
You slowly move your hand over his bugle that is slowly starting to harden under his swim trunks.
"(Y/N)," he softly groans. He slides the car into park sense you haven't moved in a good ten minute. "Don't you dare start something you can't finish."
"Who said I couldn't finish?"
"What if the traffic starts moving?"
"Ever heard of road head babe," you start to undo the ties to his trunks so your hand could grip all the way around his half hard shaft.
"Yes love I have," he softly moans. "We have talked about this and agreed that it is way to dangerous. You know there is no way in hell I'm taking a chance like that with you (Y/N)."
"But," you grab a little tighter on his shaft causing him to release another moan. "It would only be like half giving you road head."
"Baby," he moaned again, his penis being fully erected now. "When we talked about road head being a fantasy of mine I meant like in the back of a moving limo or one of the cars on tour."
"When are we ever alone in one of those?" All he could was moan, before you hand to the inside of his thigh. His head whipped in your direction his eyes like daggers from you stop in motion from his hard on.
"Listen closely princess," he whispered into your ear. "I told you not to start something you couldn't finish. I suggest you get to work, or your punishment when we get home is going to be worse."
"So bossy," you lean up to peck his lips.
"And you are so submissive," he deeps the kiss before you pull back to attach your lips to his throbbing shaft.
You kiss the tip, before swirling your tongue down his thick penis. You take one of his balls in your mouth lighting sucking before moving to the next. You could hear the hitch in Harry's breathing meaning he wasn't going to last long thanks to all the teasing. You lick back up his shaft taking just his tip in your mouth sucking on hi running your tongue across the very top. He moans out in pleasure taking both his hands and entangling them in your hair. He slightly pushes you head down trying to will you to take more of him in your mouth. You do has he wishes already hollowing out your checks as you bob you head up and down. With each bob you take more of him in before you can't fit any more in your mouth. You use one hand to grab what is left of his shaft moving it up and down with the movement of your head. You use your other hand to grip both of his balls, messaging them in your hand. You hear Harry moan and his head hit the head rest of his seat. With each breath he takes they become shorts, and his moaning becomes lauder. You feel him twitch inside your mouth before releasing down your throat with one last moan.
Harry releases his grip on your hair, as you sit up swallowing the last of his cum. He pulls his trunks back in place still trying to catch his breath. You lean over whipping the beads of sweat of his forehead.
"Feel better baby?"
"How do you always do that?" You cock your eyebrow at him for an explanation. "I could be having the worst day in the world and you could still turn me on and make me feel so much better."
"It's a gift." You smile at him leaning over kissing his soft pink lips. You both look forward seeing that traffic is finally moving. Harry replaces his hand in yours before making your way out of the park.
"Hey baby," you look over at the handsome man sitting next you. "I really do love."
"I love you too Harry."
A/N: I don't know if I am any good at smut what so ever! But, I tried my best. Please Please Please give some feedback and let me know what you think. Don't forget request are open! - Vic
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