Serenity [h.s]

**Amorousness

amorous

[am-er-uh s]
adjective

1.inclined or disposed to love, especially sexual love:
an amorous disposition.

- What are you yellin for you're screaming, out your lungs all day and night, I can't control a girl like you.

You my love, Are perfect, You my love
Know how to make me wiggle
Moan, scream into silence
Arch my back and contort
Like I never knew I could
You my love leave me breathless
Speechless, thoughtless
Without capability to comprehend
Anything other than your touch
You my love are a master magician
An understanding lover with navigating hands. -Jay Loveless

Summer Lowal

His room was just like the last time I as it. Plain as ever, but had the sensuality to it.

Harry's face was close to mine as he slid my dress of slowly, lowering his lips onto my bare shoulder, slowly  removing the straps to my bra down, both sides. My stomach was fluttering over and over again and all I could feel was fire and electricity where his hands touched me. He unclasped my bra, it falling off my body and joining my dress. I was only in my underwear, his hands gliding on my back, and to my bum, squeezing softly, my breath coming out shortly; hitting his neck. His face came in from of mine and he kissed my nose softly, then my cheek and then the side of my mouth.

My eyes fluttered closed as the sweet gesture.

"Every second should be spent slowly, when undressing you," he huskily rasps. My underwear dampens and my hands squeeze  his bicep.

I let my hand unbutton his suit shirt, his torso and chest baring to me. The ink was something I found attractive about him.

My hand glides down his chest and to his torso, then up and shrugging his shirt off. It falls to the floor as I unbuckle his trousers, them as well pooling at his feet.

He steps out of them and I let my eyes wander all over his tanned body, his skin flawless.

His hand reaches out for my waist, taking me to his soft comforter. He lays me gently on the bed, my hair sprawling all over, my eyes meeting his dark green eyes. He smiles softly and furrows his eyebrows, raking my body with his aroused eyes.

Both his knees rest on either side of my hips, his lips coming contact with my stomach, kissing softly up and in between my breasts. Then, over my breasts nipping the flesh softly. I whimper quietly, breathing his name, my hand going through his chestnut hair. 

"You deserve to feel beautiful, while making love," he mumbles against my skin. I wrap my legs around his hips, my heel against his bum. I dig as he bites softly on my neck, sucking and drawing blood. I gasp lightly when I feel his hand rub gently on my panties, groaning as he noticed they're already wet. I feel his length harden against my thigh, behind his boxers, his other hand kneading my breast.

"Harry please," I clamp my eyes shut at the exotic feeling, taking over my body. He was going extra slow for my liking and I didn't know how far I was going to make it.

I felt him peel my underwear slowly down my legs, stepping back and dropping them to the floor. His eyes scan over my sex, biting his bottom lip. He climbs on top of my and I help him peel his boxers off, his eyes never leaving mine.

He groans quietly when I take him in my hand, shaking his head pushing my hand away. "N-no I want to pleasure you, make you feel," I only nod as I grasp my bottom lip, his head nuzzling into my neck, kissing the flesh softly then resting his forehead  against mine. He breathes heavily and kisses my lips softly as he positions his tip at my entrance. I whimper when his hand grips my hip, his breath fanning my face, my eyes fluttered closed.

"I'm going to go slow," he rasps and I only let out a sharp breath as he thrusts in slowly, wrapping my legs around his hips, wanting all of his flesh against my own. My mouth gapes open, moaning quietly as he starts to push in and out slowly. My hand rests on his neck, our hips grinding roughly but slowly against one another. I hiss as he hits a spot deep in me, my toes curling.

"Harry," I breathe, my nails digging into his back, scrapping.

Harry deeply moans and thrusts out and back in, even more slowly. I gasp and hear his low murmur.

"You're more than you give out, S-Summer," he breathes. "And you deserve the world," my heart aches against my chest as he continues to thrust in and out, breathing against my lips. I connect them and try to kiss him through the overwhelming feeling of Harry's body taking control over mine.

Harry Styles

The sight below me was driving me over the edge. My hand was grasping her hip tightly as I continued to thrust in slowly, her back arching. I disconnected our lips only to wrap my mouth around her right nipple, nipping softly, her sweet moan making me drive deeper and twitch inside of her. I spread her legs apart, widely, thrusting in deep and one more time slow, her legs shaking, her eyes clamping shut tightly.

"Harry, I-" she didn't continue as her mouth fell agape and the grip on my hair tightened, cumming over my length, dripping onto the sheet of my bed. I groaned as I started to thrust faster and much deeper, my head hanging back, both my hands gripping her hips as I slammed into her. She cried out, a moan ripping from my throat loudly.

"Summer, fuck, fuck," I let out a loud gasp as I came inside of her, riding out my orgasm, lowering my head into the crook of her neck, thrusting one last time, my breathing harsh. I pull out of her and kiss her jaw, pulling her body on top of mine as I lie on the bed. Her breathing was heavy and she only tried to calm down herself. I held her tightly to my chest, rubbing my hand up and down her back, kissing her forehead.

"Define love, Mr. Styles," she murmurs as she rests her chin on my bare chest looking up at me through her dark lashes, her ocean blue eyes curious; her full plush lips parted.

I only push a piece of hair out of her face and lick my lips as I continue to look into the eyes that haunt me.

"I don't think you can really define love," I rasp lowly to her. She only nods and shuts her eyes.

I can only feel the way my heart thudded in my chest because all I could think about was, her, her, her, her.

Summer, Summer, Summer, Summer.

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