Book 1 || Finding Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 18

Her view.

I'm having the most wonderful dream. Harry's kissing me all over and feeding me grapes and strawberries from his mouth. I purr against him, and then he pours champagne on the place between my breasts before licking it up eagerly.
"You're so beautiful, Cassidy. I'm so lucky that you're giving your body to me."
"Thank you, Harry." I smile up at him and close my eyes as my toes curl in pleasure as he sucks on my nipples.
"You have breasts that rival the Venus de Milo. So supple and firm." His fingers trace the curve of my breasts as he gazes at him admiringly.  "Your body is a work of art."
"Just make love to me, Harry." I groan as I feel his hardness press in between my legs."
"Beg me, baby."
"Make love to me, Harry." I moan and pull him down on me, crying out as he enters me slowly.
"Yes, yes. That's it."
"Do you like how that feels, Cassie?" he whispers into my ear.
"Yes, yes." I moan and tremble as I feel his fingers playing with me.

I freeze in my sleep as I realize that my dream's starting to feel real and confusing. If he's making love to me, how is he playing with me through my panties? My eyes flutter open and I freeze as I feel Harry's breath behind me. "You want to tease me, don't you, Cassie?" He nibbles on the back of my neck as his fingers rub me gently over my panties.
I feel the warmth of his chest against me, and as I stretch, I feel something else pressing against my back. I freeze as I realise he's naked. Harry's naked and I have an opportunity to make my dream a reality. I swallow hard and try to ignore the feelings of guilt that's spreading through my body as I enjoy the feeling of him against me.

All of my earlier courage is gone. I'm no longer Cassidy Franklin, seductress and down for everything. I'm once again back to Cassidy Franklin, interested in sex but too scared to do a damn thing about it.
Oh my god. Oh my god. What am I doing? Does he have a condom? Will I get pregnant? Does he have an STD? All sorts of thoughts are running through my mind as my inner angel and devil are arguing over whether I should let myself capitulate to the feelings running through my body.
However, Harry's not having such doubt. I feel his fingers slip inside my panties and he rubs my clit gently for a few seconds before I panic and turn around to face him. He groans as he's forced to get his fingers from my panties.
"I want to make love to you, Cassidy."  His fingers reach around my waist and pull me towards him so that my body's crushed against his. "You can feel just how badly I want you, you tease."
His lips crush down on me, and I feel his hardness against my leg, but I'm unsure of why he's using that word. Why's he calling me a tease? I haven't done anything to him.
"You have been playing with me and teasing me all night," he growls against my lips as he bites on y lower lip.
"Say what?" I blink at him in surprise. "I've done what?"
"You don't know?" He pulls away from me with a dark look in his eyes. "You were dreaming?"
"I'm not sure," I whisper. "What did I do?"
"Your fingers have been playing with me for the past 25 minutes. You've been driving me crazy. Moaning my name and asking me to make love to you as you have caressed my--"

"Oh. Oh." I cut him off and my face turns into a deep red. Oh, shit. Maybe I've got a bit carried away in my dreams. "I was dreaming, I'm sorry."
"I didn't realize." He pulls back away from me.
"It's me who should be sorry."
"No, no." I shake my head and move closer to him. "Don't be sorry."
"I shouldn't have--"
"Shh." I look into his eyes and lean forward to kiss him. His hair looks messy and sexy, and I run my fingers through it as I kiss him.