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Harry

I have always been the type of person that people wanted to please. It was never the other way around. That is when it comes to sex. My partners seemed to do everything in their power to make sure I felt good, that I was taken care of, which isn't a bad thing. Except I was the one who didn't really care about the other person. I know, I know. It's shallow and wrong but I didn't care. Well that was until Zayn.

"Ooohhhh. Hazza!" He moans. I worked my fingers in him making sure I brushed against his sensitive spot every few thrusts. Light beads of sweat covered his beautiful red face. A vein was popping out of his neck. He thrusts onto my fingers even though my other hand is placed on his hip to keep him down.

"Please.. Pl.. Mmmhmm." He lets out. I just smirk as I continue to move my fingers in and out of his hole at a medium pace. I didn't want to go to fast because I didn't want this to be over. And I've taken the liberty to make sure I don't press his g-spot every time my fingers slip though. I just love seeing him like this.
"Harry." He moans deliciously. "I- I need to." He gasps.

I like pleasing him. Making him happy and making him feel good. I like the way he looks with his mouth parted and little puffs of air escaping his mouth. The way his hands grip the bed and occasionally comes up to grip my hair. I love it.

"What do you need, baby." I watch as his cock twitches after I say that. "Use your words, Zayn."

"I need... God.. I need more." He rocks his hips and biting his lips. My hard on hurts pressed against my jeans. It's quite uncomfortable but I need to focus on him right now. My beautiful boyfriend.

That's right I said boyfriend. Of two months now. I asked him the morning after our date. I cooked him breakfast and asked him. Which he accepted of course and I couldn't be happier.

Christmas had passed and New Years. So did his birthday. I took him out for that and when we got back to his house I gave him and I quote 'the best orgasm of his life' with just my tongue and fingers.

We hadn't actually slept together yet. But it was for good reasons.

"Harry p-please." He grunts and shudders. I smirk before leaning up and taking him into my mouth. I pushed my fingers in further curling them just right to get the delicious moans I aimed for. He pulls his hands up into my hair and grip my curls tightly, thrusting into my mouth.

I work my fingers and mouth only for a few more minutes before he cums and it shoots down my throat. I swallow it and lift off of him licking my lips while I pull my fingers out, his hands falling out of my hair. His chest is heaving up and down. And he glances at me smiling softly. He sits up and climbs to me sitting on my lap. He begins to kiss me and my hands go to his waist pulling him closer.

He reaches down between us and unzips my pants. I was about to stop him but he pushes his tongue into my mouth and momentarily distracts me. He reaches into my boxers and pulls my dick out stroking it. I gasp and moan into his mouth. He moves his hands faster and I can't seem to comprehend what's going on.

"Zayn." I moan. He pushes me back on the bed and pulls at my pants to get them under my ass and he succeeds with a little help from me. He finally gets my pants off all the way and comes back up to me to kiss me. He reaches for my shirt and I raise my arms as he tugs it off and pushing me back down again. He goes back down so that now he's face to face with my member and suddenly takes me into his mouth. I moan and try not to thrust up like I really wanted to. Instead I just grab onto his hair gently, not wanting to hurt him.

I watch as my dick disappears into his mouth as far as he can go and he wraps his hand around the rest that didn't fit. I lean my head back on the bed and let out even breathes because damn. He never looked so good. And if I kept watching him, I was going to cum tight then and there.