Is It Wrong?

Chapter 3

Kay’s POV:

"Harry, you can only have a few friends over, I trust Kay but you are a different story" his mom chuckled while hugging Harry and I together. She and my father were leaving to Norway for a business trip that required them to be there for at least 2 weeks. To say I was happy would be an understatement, no parents for 2 weeks? It’s PARTY TIME! I thought excitedly. My dad hugged me and gave Harry and I money for the time they’d be gone.

They said there final goodbyes and headed to the green taxi waiting outside for them. Harry and I both waved as the taxi disappeared around the corner, indicating that they were gone. We both looked at each other and smiled.

"Ill get the people" he said, smiling at me.

"And I’ll get the food" I replied. We were going to party tonight.

***

I swayed my hips to the loud music, I was grinding on someone, I wasn’t sure who but they were very horny. The party was dying down and the clock struck 3 a.m about an hour ago. I continued to grind against the mystery boy behind me. I could feel the bulge growing in his pants as he gripped my hips tighter, pulling me closer to him. The music continued to blast as I opened my eyes and noticed the room was empty. The front door was wide open, red cups were placed all over the house and I was still grinding with someone. I stumbled forward towards the stereo and shut it off. My body continued to move as the alcohol I consumed was coursing through my veins.

I turned around to find the mystery boy no one other than Harry. I stood in shock as he padded over to me, a red cup filled with a strong smelling liquid was in his hand and his shirt was stained. He smiled at me and dropped the cup on the ground as he pulled me in by my hips. He pushed me against the wall as he swung his foot behind him to close the front door. He lips were only inches away from mine and I could feel his hot breath hit my face. The smell of alcohol and weed filled my nostrils as he continued to breath onto my lips. He pushed his body closer to me, his knee was now in between my legs. He obviously wanted to close any gap between us.

He continued to breath on my lips, his green orbs meeting my blue ones every few seconds. He started to move his knee back and forth, grinding it against my crotch. I moaned out, feeling the friction from his leg. The short black cocktail dress I had on made this situation easier. I spread my legs more wanting to feel the sensation again. He noticed my anticipation and smirked at me, showing off his right dimple. He moved his knee around again and I could feel myself getting wetter as he did this. My body began to feel weak and I soon collapsed on the ground, my legs shaking from the feeling that had overcome me.

Harry scooped down and picked me up, bridal style. I hooked my fingers around his neck as he walked up the stairs to my room. He placed me on my bed and stepped back from me. He stared at me as I kicked my shoes off and laid back on my bed. My blonde hair fanned out above my head as squirmed around on my duvet. Harry watched me for a few seconds before removing his shirt and walking over to my bed. He pulled back the duvet, covering my body with it, before climbing in. He only had his jeans on when he climbed in. I was so horny by now, I didn’t even care what was going on, I was too fucked up to care.

I slipped of my dress, letting Harry see my matching red lace bra and underwear set before shutting off my room light. I removed the rest of my clothes in the dark and just stood next to my bed, thinking of what I was doing. I was about to climb into bed, naked next to my step-brother.

"I see you" Harry whispered, his voice sent chills down my back. I decided to not care and I climbed in my bed. I scooted backwards until my butt was against Harry’s jean covered crotch. He let out a low groan as my butt brushed against the hard bulge, that was still held in Harry’s pants. I slid my hands over my boobs, my body was begging for attention. I was so drunk and high that I didn’t care who I did anything with, all I knew was that I needed to feel something and fast.

I heard Harry’s soft snores next to me as I slid my hands down my body before my fingers reached the place I wanted to be touched the most. I ran my fingers up and down, feeling my wetness before I inserted my index and middle finger inside of myself. My fingers slid in with ease and I began to pump them, trying to hold in moans. I pushed as deep as I could, while letting a load moan escape my lips. I used my other hand to rub and down my most sensitive area as I continued to pump my fingers. I felt Harry shift next to me, but I didn’t care, I needed to finish what I started. It wasn’t until I felt a long finger slid inside of me that I knew Harry was up. I removed my fingers and they were replaced with Harry’s long ones. I could feel him slid under the duvet for better access. He added another finger and curved them upward. I yelled out as he continued to do magical things with his fingers. I didn’t think it could get any better until I felt his moist tongue run up and down my slit. He lapped up all my juices and began to pump faster and harder. I clenched my muscles around his fingers, I could feel my climax coming soon. I moaned his name several times as I reached an orgasm. I shouted profanities and sat up, moaning in pleasure. I continued to whisper his name as I came down from my high. I could feel his plump lips kiss my pussy before sliding back up into the duvet and snuggling next to me. Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep.

***

I opened my eyes as the bright sun shone threw my sheer curtains. I stretched out my arms, only to have my fist hit something soft.

"Ow what the-" a raspy voice said before pausing.

I glanced over to see none other than Harry laying next to me shirtless, and if that wasn’t bad enough, I was naked! I screeched and pulled the duvet up to cover my breasts as he covered his eyes.

"AH! I’m sorry!" he shouted, his palm covering my eyes.

"Oh my god" I mumbled as I realized the events of last night. I remembered climbing in bed naked, I remembered the small episode that involved him fingering me. I embarrassingly ran into the hallway and sprinted for the bathroom. I needed to get away from him, it was all to weird.

Why did we have to disobey his mom and throw that god damn party?