Tall, Dark, & Handsome (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 2

                                                                  **Warning: Mature Content**

The second Harry opens the door to his apartment he shoves me against the wall and kicks the door shut with his foot. He doesn't go straight to kissing me, his jade eyes bore into my aqua ones for what seems like an eternity. After a minute I snake my arms around his neck and my hands into his curls and tug lightly, pushing his forehead to mine. Harry brushes his nose against mine and then captures my lips in a tender kiss. The softness of it confuses me. This was merely drunken sex. Nothing more, no strings attached. Wait. I never saw him with a drink in his hand at the party. I didn't taste a single trace of alcohol on his lips. But his kiss was so addicting, so mesmerizing that my thoughts were blurred and the only thing that was clear were his lips on mine.

Harry's grip on my waist tightens, pulling me closer to him so that there was no space between us. He slips his tongue in my mouth, earning a small moan from me. We kiss for several minutes more, his hands traveling all over my body. He cups my butt in his hands and says,"Jump," just barely audible on my lips. I leave a trail of fiery kisses down his jaw line and onto his neck. My lips lightly suck on the hollow of his neck, biting and leaving a mark. He lets out a throaty moan as we enter his bedroom and he lays me down on the bed.

Harry's lips find mine once more as I lift his shirt over his head, breaking the kiss for a moment. My hands run along his toned torso, tracing the outline of his abs. He left a trail of wet kisses down my neck, biting and sucking, making blood rush to the attacked area. Once he found my sweet spot he kissed a flower pattern, small petals blooming out from my sensitive area causing a small moan to escape from my lips.

Harry then cascaded kisses down the middle of the exposed skin on my chest. His hands fumbled with the fabric at the bottom of my shirt, slipping it over my head. Expertly, he undid the clasp on my bra. After he threw it on the floor his eyes took in the view. "So beautiful," he muttered and dipped his head down to my right breast. Small kisses were peppered all around, except for where I was most sensitive.

"Harry," I moaned and he immediately flicked his tongue over my nipple. I gasped in surprise and pleasure, yanking his head closer. After flicking his tongue over it several more times, he finally sucked lightly on the hardened piece of flesh. A strangled sound escaped from my lips and I traced my free hand that wasn't tangled in his curls down his back, into his jean pocket. I squeezed lightly and he began attacking my other breast.

 "Harry, I need you," I whispered in his ear.

"Patience, love. Patience," he replied and slowly unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them off my legs and onto the pile of clothes strode all over the floor. Harry brought his head back up to mine and attached his lips to mine once more. He then left a trail of kisses down my chest, on to my stomach, and all over my hip bones. His fingers flicked over top of my underwear, sending sparks throughout my entire body. He hooks two fingers into the top of the fabric, pulling it down and discarding it with the rest.

Harry glances up at me for a moment before spreading apart my legs. His head dips in between them, his tongue flicking over where I need him the most. He then begins to suck lightly on my clitoris, his fingers running stripes up and down my entrance. "Harry," I beg.

"Does this feel good, baby?" He questions, sliding a finger in. As he pumps it back and forth he asks me again,"Hmm?"

"Yes. Fuck...Harry," falls strangled from my lips. This encourages him, pushing another finger in. He then curls them, hitting my soft spot. "Fuck!" I say loudly. Harry smirks and continues his actions, still sucking on my center.

"I'm...I'm going to come," I barely speak, his tongue and fingers sending me into a state of ecstasy.

"Not without me inside of you, you're not," he immediately stops his pleasuring actions. I reach down and undo his pants, throwing them aside. I lay my palm flat against his hard member, squeezing lightly. Strangled moans fall from his mouth as I stroke up and down his length.

He flips us over and I pull his boxers down, Harry's throbbing member springs free, suddenly released form the painful restriction. I wrap my lips around the top of him and his hips buck up to meet them. My hands stroke up and down his length, and a low groan gets caught in his throat. "If you keep that up I'm going to cum."

Harry pushes me back on the bed and presses his lips to mine in a feverish kiss. "Are you sure, baby?" I thought it was awfully odd how he was being so sweet and gentle. He brought me here to fuck and now he's asking me for permission like a gentleman?

"Yes," I say in a hurry to get this going because the alcohol was wearing off a bit.

He pushes himself into me and thrusts back and forth slowly, giving me time to adjust. Harry picks up the pace and captures my lips between his. Once his thrusts become sloppier he brings his lips to my ear and whispers,"I'm close."

"Me too," I let out between moans. My high finally hits and my vision blurs in ecstasy. Harry falls on top of me and we stay that way for a moment, our breathing irregular. He finally rolls off and brings me into his chest, pulling the covers over top of us. Wrapping his arm around my waist he rests his head atop of mine. "Goodnight, beautiful," Harry whispers and I fall into a peaceful sleep.

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This took me a really long time to write, so enjoy. I kept getting distracted. You may think that Liz is into him now but wait until tomorrow...

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