Who'd You Rather? (H.S.) [ONGOING]

Part Eighty

Once they reached the couch, Tegan coaxed Harry to sit. His hands never left her, he just pulled her closer as she stood in front of him in her heels and panties.

"Mm," Harry hummed as he leaned forward to leave tiny little kisses around her navel. Her fingers tangled in his curls as she bit her lip, looking down at him.

"So in love with you," Harry breathed through his kisses, causing her to smile.

"Love you too, baby."

Harry gripped onto the side of her panties and looked up at her with a mischievous smile as he tugged on it a bit.

"Harry Styles, do not rip those," Tegan warned with a wide smile on her face.

"I wanna," he said, smirking up at her as he wrapped it around his index finger, tugging tighter on it.

"Harry," she warned again, playfully pursing her lips at him.

"Okay, okay," he said as he gripped the other side of them and delicately slipped them down her legs.

"Thank you, baby," she said as he helped get the panties over the high heels still on her feet.

"You're welcome," he said as he quickly gripped her from behind and pulled her onto his lap on the couch, causing her to yelp and giggle as she floundered a bit before situating herself astride him.

"Mm. You are the most beautiful, enthralling, sexy woman I have ever met," Harry cooed, looking into her eyes as he gently swiped the hair out of her face.

"I would say the same about you, but I don't want to just copy your words. You are everything, Harry. Just... everything," Tegan told him, sliding her palms onto his cheeks before she leaned in to kiss him.

"Mm," Harry hummed into her mouth as she began rolling her hips against him.

"Fuck, baby," he huffed, pulling back to take a breath. He looked so wrecked already and it made her smile.

Tegan reached below her and slowly guided herself down atop Harry's cock, causing them both to shudder out pleasurable breaths as she sank down him. Harry's hands immediately found her backside to help guide her while her arms gripped around the back of his neck as she continued to roll her hips on top of him.

"Oh my god, Harry," Tegan whimpered as her body surged with sexual energy. It felt so good, she could feel tears stinging in their ducts.

She tried to kiss him as her pace picked up, but the pleasure was multiplying so rapidly that she was just whimpering against his mouth as they pressed their lips together. Harry's mouth moved across her jaw, leaving little kisses as he went before his face buried in the nape of her neck breathing heavily against her heated skin.

When Harry pulled back to look at her, his eyes were hooded and black with lust, and she was certain hers mirrored his in every way.

"I love you," he cooed before he closed his eyes as pleasure seemed to consume him.

"I love you so much," she whimpered, leaning in to kiss him again.

Harry's fingers dug deep into her hips, pushing her along as she continued to roll her hips against him. She could already feel the fatigue in her body, but she didn't want to stop.

"Oh my god," Tegan whimpered as her rhythm faltered, but only slightly. Her muscles burned from her movements, but the pleasure outweighed the pain in every way.

Harry's body went lax underneath her, leaning back against the couch as he watched her moving on top of him in slow sensual strokes. Just watching him watch her was turning her on even more.