Harry Styles Fan Fics

Coffee Shop

Today was the first day of winter vacation, the New York City weather was roaring in my face as I walked to the coffee shop next to my penthouse. First semester of college was over and I decided to celebrate with my favorite bagel and coffee. As I walked in the small cozy shop I was welcomed with the warm scent of coffee. I unzip my jacket to reveal my favorite shirt, white see through with my black lace bra underneath. Since the weather was so bad there was only one other person in here, his back was against me as he's sitting on the table facing the wall. I begin walking to the counter to get my order as he starts packing up. He has about five pencils on the table and three notebooks that he neatly puts away. As I ask for my order his hood falls off revealing his Harry like hair. "I wish that was actually Harry" I think as I get my order handed to me. He quickly puts it back on and begins to put on his winter jacket. I grab my phone to text me best friend about this guy with hair like harry when we smash into each other. I feel the warm hot liquid spill on my chest as it begins to burn and when I look up to apologize to the guy he beats me to it and says, "I'm so sorry I was distracted" his voice had a familiar ring to it and when I finally get the courage to look at his face I realize that it's actually freaking Harry Styles. His gray winter jacket is as ruined as my white shirt.
"Are you okay?" He asks.
"Yeah, it burns a little but I'm fine" I reply barely able to speak
"Are you a fan?" He says
"Yeah since the beginning" I reply
"Nice to meet you ... Erm and your name?"
"Y/N"
"Well Y/N I'm extremely sorry for this, you wouldn't happen to know a place near here would you? Like, you know... Where I could stay while the weather dies down?"
"Yeah" I reply as I start to clean my shirt with napkins. " I live next door" I say as I point to the big ass fancy building next to the coffee place.
"May I come over?" He asks enthusiastically
"Uh, erm sure?" I reply at his unbelievable question
He walks out and hold the door for me, we walk in silence to my building. As we walk into the elevator he asks me what floor I live on and I direct him to the "PH" button.
"You live on the penthouse?" He asks surprised
"Yeah? Why not" I quickly reply
"Oh I don't know you seem young"
"I got a full ride to school so my parents decided to get a nicer place for me"
He nods understandingly and the elevator opens. I walk to my door and take out the keys to my marvelous penthouse.
"Nice place" he says.
I thank him and take his jacket to put in the washer along with my clothes.
"Shit" I whisper as I stand naked in the laundry room, "why didn't I grab a shirt?"
He walks into the laundry room about to offer any help when he sees me in just my black leggings. He stutters as he tries to apologize. The only thing filling the awkward silence is the washing machine going through the first cycle.
"Yeah I forgot to grab a shirt" I say shyly as I walk out and go up the stairs to my room. As I come back down harry is looking out the wall sized window admiring the blizzard that had now started. I turn on the tv to the news and a 3 day long blizzard is predicted. "Great" I sarcastically mutter.
"I guess I have to stay here with you until it's safe to go out" he says as he walks behind me.
Harry takes the controller out of my hand and turns off the tv and then puts his hands on my waist. He slowly kisses the part under my ear leaving a hickey.
"So everyone knows your mine" he whispers.
He keeps kissing and goes down to my shoulder while pulling my shirt sideways to clear his path. I turn around to ask him what he's doing, but before I open my mouth his lips are pressed to mine giving me slow sweet kisses. Without letting go of my lips he moves me to the couch and tosses me on it. He stops kissing me as he begins to go on top of me for straddling purposes.
"Harry..." I whisper before he rudely interrupts me by once more kissing me.
Suddenly his tongue is in my mouth and we begin to fight for dominance. He starts to unbutton one of his beautiful button up shirts and then stars taking off mine. He reveals another black lace bra. He squeezes my boobs and I feel my nipples harden and my vagina tingle. He unbuttons his tight black skinny jeans then pulls my leggings off to reveal a black lace thong. "Thank god I matched my underwear today" I think to myself. He stands me up and kisses me to the laundry room where he carries me and puts me on the highly vibrating washing machine. He plays with my boobs and caresses my inner thighs while kissing my neck. I feel my vagina get wetter and I put my hands in his hair as I tilt my head back and arch my back due to the pleasure. He pushes me further back on the washing machine and begins to kiss my inner thighs. My breathing intensifies. He pulls off my thong with his teeth and throws it on the ground, he comes back to my mouth, french kissing me then biting my lips as his left hand satisfyingly rubs my clit and his right hand middle finger goes in my vagina, he adds another finger and another as my vagina expands and gets wetter. I moan his name and tell him to go harder and faster, he is obedient and begins to rub my clit harder and faster and begins to thrust his fingers even harder. I moan loudly and ask for more. He spreads my legs on completely opposite sides of the washer and bites my lip one more time before moving his head down to my stomach. He starts kissing my belly button and then goes down in a straight line until I feel him kissing my clit. Then I feel his tongue go in my vagina. I feel it moving in a fish hook motion as another loud moan escapes my mouth. I cum and he slurps it with immense pleasure. As he eats me out again he begins to rub my clit once more. I feel the washer move on to a harder cycle and I moan his name louder than before. He stops and puts two fingers in me then takes them out again. He licks the tip of the fingers and tells me to open up my mouth, without thinking I open it up as he puts his fingers in my mouth so I lick them. He takes me off the washer and before he can think I jump on him and kiss him roughly. I demand him to go to the living room and he does as asked. Once we are in front of the couch I pull down his boxers and push him on the couch. I sit on the tip of his legs with my legs spread out so my clit can rub with his legs. Then without taking my lips off of his I begin to cares his penis. I slowly mess with him, I tap his head and slowly run my fingers all over. Once it goes from hard to twitching I stop to mess with him.
"Stop teasing I beg you" he growls
I lift myself up to put my vagina on his dick then I rub them together. Before he cums I stop, spread his legs and go on my knees. I firmly grab his dick and put it in my mouth and I begin to suck. I pull it out a bit and tease his tip with my tongue
"Y/N" he moans with all his might"
then I deep throat and he cums in my throat. Once again he moans my name but even louder. I swallow the warm liquid and get up as he is trying to catch his breath
"Enough foreplay" I say.
I pull him off the couch and pull him upstairs to my room. I go to my walk in closet and open a box of condoms. I hand him one.
"Put it on now" I demand
He obeys and puts on the condom.
"Now what my master?" He asks enthusiastically
"Let's see what we should do" I reply with a hint of sexy deviousness.

The End