CASUAL • Harry Lewis/w2s

fourteen

When I got to my room, I immediately went to bed, but not even 30 minutes later, there was a knock on my door that woke me up. I groaned as I got out of my bed. I looked through the peephole and saw it was Harry.

I scowled at him as I opened the door. "What are you doing here?"

He ruffled his hair and simply stared at me.

I finally got it. "Oh."

"Can I come in?"

"All you wanted to do was get laid? Surely there's someone else you could hit up; perhaps try Amelia?"

I know we are in Dubai, and she is in London. But the jealousy was remaining in me.

He gave a frustrated groan. "I figured I'd see if you wanted to hang out."

"Hang out? Like, maybe make some popcorn and watch a movie? Braid each other's hair?"

"Could you stop being snarky for maybe ten seconds?" he asked.

"I doubt it."

"I guess I'm the one making a mistake today," he said, irritated.

"You and I are a big string of mistakes. We need to learn from them and stop."

"How about we start that tomorrow," he said as he walked past me into my room.

"You have a lot of nerve," I said, but my whole body tingled with excitement. He made me angry right now but also turned me on.

"Fuck Maisie! The more we argue, the more I want you," he said in a rough voice. "I hate how you do this to me whenever I see you. I tell myself it's stupid and I can ignore it, but goddamned if I don't want to get you alone as soon as I lay eyes on you."

Harry moved closer to me. "After Amelia left in the weekend, I wanted to call and beg you to return. I wanted you more than I wanted her."

I considered telling him that I had seen her leave and that I stayed on his street for five minutes after she drove away, determined not to return to his flat. It had been a difficult internal battle. But I decided to keep quiet about it.

"Are you okay?"

I shook my head. "No, you drive me crazy."

He took a step closer, narrowing the gap between our bodies. "Good crazy?" he asked, leaning in and kissing me just below my ear.

"Good and bad," I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Let's focus on the good," He whispered in my ear.

He grabbed my hair with his right hand and angled my head back, allowing him to get a better look at my lips. His other hand reached behind me cupped my ass, and drew me forward so I could feel him against me. Was he always hard? It looked like it. As I moaned, his tongue pressed against my open lips.

I pulled away, keeping my arms around him. I looked over at the clock on the wall. "I need to also get ready, so we have 20 minutes. Can you be fast?"

"I can do whatever you want for as long as you want, Missy."

I ran my fingertip over his biceps. "We could kill two birds with one stone and take a shower together."

With that, we went into the bathroom and began to undress. The bright lights and reflective glare of the white tile made me feel self-conscious. Harry had seen me naked several times, but only in the bedroom with dimmed lights. I was suddenly extremely exposed. To keep his focus away from me I quickly got into the shower and turned on the water. Harry joined a few seconds later.

His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. "I missed this," Harry whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

His lips pressed against my neck, leaving soft, sloppy kisses. Harry's hands found their way to my chest. His touch was gentle and needy. He squeezed my breast, causing me to whine a little.

"Harry, oh my god- fuck,"

His breathing grew heavy, "I need you, baby." he whispered.

He pushed me against the wall, his hand fell down to my clit, rubbing it gently

I bit down on my bottom lip, I suppressed a moan. Harry's hands worked their way down to my thighs, lifting me up, and wrapping my legs around his waist.

He positioned himself and gently pushed into me.

Harry grunted. I closed my eyes, moaning out his name as he began thrusting harder. The feeling of him deep inside me was indescribable.

"I might be quick," he warned me. "Touch yourself."

I used two fingers to stroke my clit while he increased both the pace and the force. I knew I'd be feeling this for the rest of the day, which would be genuinely lovely. I began to whimper as my orgasm built, and right as I let go, he joined me, sounding out a loud groan from behind me. Harry held me against him, peppering kisses on my wet shoulders as I waited for my legs to stop shaking. Once I recovered, we did what you'd normally do in a shower.

Considering that he only needed to shampoo his hair, Harry completed his shower rather quickly. As soon as he left, I carried on. I could hear him fiddling with his clothes, but I wasn't sure if he would leave right away or hold out. I assume he was heading out.

Shortly after, I was done and headed out. I put one towel in my hair and one around my body. I walked out of the bathroom and to my surprise I found Harry lying in my bed scrolling through his phone.

"Think you have to go before some of the others come knocking on your room," I reasoned, trying not to make it sound like I was kicking him out.

"Yeah, you're probably right,"

And with that, he got up and walked towards the door, "See you in a bit."

Fuck.