Behind The Mask II Harry Styles #Wattys2015

Chapter 76

Alyssa's P.O.V.

I know everything, darling." He said leaning in to whisper it in my ear. It sent goosebumps down my spine. I didn't know whether it was from fear or lust. My body desperately ached for him. I needed to feel him inside of me. Memories of him thrusting into me came to me and I closed my eyes imagining how he felt.

"And you're not mad?" I finally managed to say.

"Why would I be? I have no place determining who you date." He said. His words shocked me. I thought he would be mad but he wasn't. At least he didn't appear to be.

Instead, he grabbed my waist harshly and pulled me close to him so he could kiss me. His lips felt like velvet, while Nate's felt like sandpaper. I closed my eyes and wrapped my legs around Harry as he deepened our kiss. A part of me knew that I shouldn't be kissing him like this while Nate was asleep on the bed. What if he woke up? I was distracted from my thoughts as soon as I felt Harry's feather light touch on my leg. His touch sent a rush through my whole body. He made me love him when we were in moments like this. Just the two of us, enjoying each other. He made me crave the taste of his lips, the feeling of him as he pounded into me relentlessly.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize that I was pushed up against the wall. My robe had rode up my leg, exposing my thighs and white panties. I was almost sure there was a wet spot in them. I couldn't control myself around Harry. He made me lose all of my defenses. He was slowly making me lose my mind, driving me crazy....Penetrating my mind with his words, violating my thoughts, and invading my senses with his actions.

"I am going to fuck you senseless, babe. You need to learn that I am the one who makes you feel good. I know what to do to make you happy. I know what to do to make you sad. I control you, baby. You're fucking mine and I love you so much." He said, darkly into my ear, tickling my neck with his breath. I panted and moaned and grasped onto his hair as he wrote poetry on my skin with his lips. He was intoxicating, leaving me only to beg for him to quicken his actions.

"I need control of you. I want you to beg for me. I want you crawling on your knees. Baby, I live to break your will..." He said, untying my robe. I let it fall to the floor as his eyes attacked my body. I loved the way he looked at me with such fury, the way he wanted to invade and desecrate my body. I hungered for him. His shirt was long abandoned by now and the bulge was evident in his jeans.

"I need to know one thing before we begin." He said, breaking me from my profane thoughts.

"What?"

"Do you love me?" His words caught me off guard. How could I answer him? I knew what the answer was but I couldn't tell him even thought I told him thousands of times. It didn't feel right to say that I loved him when Nate was just right there.

"Harry, you know I love you. How could I love anybody else? You're the only one...I don't love Nate. I love you." His hands were already working to unclasp my bra. He slid it off of me, his eyes looking into mine.

"Then why are you with him?" He asked with a frown on his hard features.

"I-I don't know..." I cried out. He wrapped his arms tightly around me and I could feel his bare chest against mine, making me long for our naked bodies, entwined together even more.

"I love you so much, Lissa. You are my baby girl. I would never ever let anyone hurt you. I would never chose anyone else. I am yours and you are mine..." He kissed my now tear soaked lips and pulled away to unzip his jeans. He pulled them off of his body along with his boxers. His slim fingers slipped into my panties and he rubbed me before sliding them completely off of me. I was left completely bare in front of him just like I had been so many times. He pushed my naked body against the wall and I gasped when I came in contact with the cold wall. He stood in front of me, holding up one of my legs while I helped keep our balance with my other leg. With his left hand, he grabbed hold of my face and kissed my lips passionately. With one of my hands that wasn't caught in his hair, I pulled him to me so he could penetrate me.

"I'm gonna fuck you like an animal." When he entered me I dug my fingernails into his back. He was so big and it hurt until I adjusted. I didn't allow myself to adjust, as I forced him to keep thrusting into me.

"I want you to go deeper." I panted. He forced himself into me even more.

"Anything for you, baby girl..." He growled. My ass was being forced against the wall, making a loud thumping sound every time he entered me. He smelled like sweat and heaven and looked like a god. He was angry and it was very clear as I could feel it in his thrusts. He was raising me to the clouds with each moan that left his lips. His fingernails were digging into my bruised hips, drawing crimson to the surface.

"Let me ride you." I said into his ear making him thrust so hard making me scream with pleasure and pain. Hot, angry sex with Harry was more than I could have ever imagined. He stopped his movements and slid out of me. I pushed him over to the bed and laid him down. I crawled on top of him and eyed his erection with hunger. His body was sweaty, his curls sticking to his forehead and his chest falling and rising with each breath he took. I had never been so turned on before in my life. His enormous hands grabbed onto my hips and rested my hands on his chest while I positioned myself. I slowly sunk down on him while I watched his eyes close in pure bliss.

I moved slowly and carefully up and down his shaft a few times just to tease him. One of my fingers rubbed over his nipple, making it hard. I picked up my pace and began to move faster, squeezing myself against him.

"Ohhh....." He said breathlessly. It was a devilish sound. I lifted myself up and slid myself down, him going as deep as he could. I clenched myself and teased him as I moved up to his tip.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck." He whispered with his eyebrows furrowed. I smirked with satisfaction.

"Do you like it when I ride your hard dick?" I asked him.

"Fuck yes." He groaned. I bounced up and down faster and faster causing his rock hard body to move beneath me.

"Would you like it if I told you that I love fucking you?" I asked him, my voice low and seductive.

"Yes baby. You fuck like a porn star." His words encouraged me and I began to really get into it, allowing both of our bodies to build up with pleasure. I moaned, causing him to grip my hips even tighter.

"I'm fucking cumming! Holy shit! Oh my god baby. Yes!!" He shouted out above the sounds of my moans. My wet cum soaked his dick and he pulled out, breathing heavily. His hands went to his length and he started pumping himself riding out his high even more. More cum came out and he leaned his head back in pleasure.

"Baby, you're so fucking good." He whispered.