“What do you mean?” El frowned.
“Well…” I trailed off, trying to find the right words. “He’s good… But not great. There’s nothing that really stands out and wows me anymore… I don’t know… Maybe he’s lost his touch.”
She scoffed. “Harry Styles does not lose his touch, Y/N. I can’t see him not being amazing in bed. He’s got so much sex appeal!”
I laughed, rolling my eyes at her. “Yeah, well, what about your boyfriend Ms. Tomlinson?”
~~~
“Harry?” I called. “Eleanor left; you can come out now…” I had him stay in the room so we could take the living room and have all the girl talk we wanted. Our bedroom door opened and Harry stepped out, frowning at me from the top of the stairs. “What?”
He walked down the steps, continuing to frown at me. “So… I’m not good in bed?” He narrowed his eyes while mine widened.
“You heard that? Oh, Harry I’m so-“
“No. Don’t say it. I’ll just have to prove you wrong,” he growled before slamming his lips onto mine.
I stumbled back, the back of my legs hitting the couch and causing us to fall back on it. I kissed him back with slight hesitance because I was a bit confused. Why wasn’t he mad, or upset at least?
His hands roughly yanked at my shirt before pulling it over my head. He quickly returned to kissing me hard on the lips causing a small moan to erupt from my throat. I wrapped my legs around his waist while his hands massaged my breast violently.
He ripped my shorts from my body, throwing them in a random direction. His lips trailed down to my neck, kissing and sucking with a mix of roughness and gentleness. He moved farther down and unclipped my bra, tossing it away also. He took a nipple into his mouth and started to suck, looking up to meet my gaze.
I watched him move even lower to my underwear. He kissed each hip bone lightly before slowly pulling my baby-pink panties down my legs and letting them fall to the floor. He kissed the inside of each thigh, teasing me with each soft touch. I groaned, my back arching as he moved painfully slow to wear I was aching for him.
His hot breath hit my center first before his lips made contact, sending a wave of pleasure through me. “Oh, Harry!” I cried, his tongue teasing me.
He looked up at me again, continuing to work his magic. He’s never been this attentive before. My back arched and before I knew it, I could feel myself beginning to come undone. Harry must have noticed because he stopped working me and sat up, pulling his shirt over his head and undoing his belt.
I sat up to take care of him also, but he stopped me. “No, this is all about you, baby…” He leaned down, pressing his lips against mine again. He pushed his pants off and lifted my legs to my chest. “Get ready to have your mind blown, babe.” He winked before shoving his full length into me.
I cried out, my back arching. He gave me no time to adjust to his large size and began thrusting roughly in and out of me. I was a moaning and groaning mess beneath him, loving his new side. His head fell back as he continued to slam into me, rolling his hips slightly. This was new.
“Say my name, baby,” he panted, staring down at me with lusty eyes. “Say it.”
My jaw was slack, pants and groans rolling out. “H-Harry…”
He smirked. “Louder!”
I groaned out loudly. “Harry!”
He pulled out suddenly, leaving me wanting more. He flipped me over, letting my knees hit the floor and my upper half rest on the couch. I looked over my shoulder at him as he positioned himself behind me. He smirked at me before thrusting into me again. He pounded me like an animal, sending my head into space.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my lips falling limp from the heavy pleasure. I felt like I was on cloud nine. He’s never been so rough, so careful to hit every one of my good spots. Finally, the Harry Styles sex god was coming out.
One hand gripped my shoulder, the other on my waist as he pounded into me. I screamed, cried, moaned, and groaned loudly throughout it all.
His hand snaked around to touch where we were connected, applying pressure to my clit. “Oh… Oh, fuck, Harry!” I moaned his name loudly, my head dropping back.
“That’s right baby, moan my fucking name,” he growled into my ear. “Lemme know how good I make you feel…”
“Yes! Yes! So good, baby! Don’t- Don’t stop!” I screamed, gripping onto the couch cushions.
Before I knew it, I was plummeting closer and closer to the edge at a rapid pace. Harry didn’t slow down, instead increased his hard thrusts.
“S-So close,” I stuttered.
“Come on baby, cum for me… Let it go,” he breathed into my ear, kissing my shoulder.
I screamed at the top of my lungs, my back arching as my body was swarmed with wave and wave of pleasure. “Harry!” I shouted.
He followed me closely, collapsing on top of me. “So,” he panted. “What do you think now?”
I smiled sleepily. “A-Amazing…” I replied.
“Good. Now do me a favor?”
“Hmm?” I hummed.
“Call El and tell her you were fucking wrong…”
