Is It Wrong?

Chapter 6

Kay’s POV:

To say the last 2 weeks have been confusing would be an understatement. Harry and I went back to normal step-siblings, as if those kisses never happened. He would come home, we’d talk for a bit and I wouldn’t see him again until morning or dinner. Anne and my father had come back home but they were leaving, again, tonight. Apparently, Gemma was coming home, and there was nothing I wanted more than to see her. Not only have I missed her but I missed having a girl in the house. With Anne always gone, its just me and harry and I missed having a girl at home to talk to.

It was 9pm and our parents were saying there goodbyes to Harry and I. We hugged them at the front door as they left and disappeared into the taxi that waited. Harry closed the front door and retreated to the living room where he was watching a footy game. I headed to the kitchen and rummaged for some food. I was bent over looking in the lower cabinets when a voice interrupted me.

"Oh my god" whispered Harry. I turned around and Harry was just staring at me. I thought it was maybe something I had on but I had on my normal attire, spandex shorts and a tank top, it was nothing new.

"What?" I asked, cocking my eyebrow at him. He simply smirked and walked past me to the sink, filling a glass of water and chugging it. I watched him intently until my phone buzzed in my bra. I turned around and pulled it out so Harry wouldn’t see. I answered it, as I walked towards the living room.

"Hello?" I said into the receiver.

"Hey, can i come over?" It was Zayn.

"Zayn, I don’t know. Harry’s here and I’m kinda talking, like talking to someone," I said.

"Oh, I didn’t know that Kay. I’m sorry. See you later" he hung up quickly. I sighed as shoved my phone back into my bra and headed back to the kitchen. I was interrupted by Harry towering over me in the doorway.

"Who are you talking to?" Harry questioned and I gulped.

"It’s none of your business" I spat as I stepped past him and into the kitchen.

"Yes it is, Kay. I don’t want anyone to hurt you." he said as if he actually cared.

"Bullshit, Harry. If anyone is gonna hurt me or as hurt me, it’ll be you and it’s been you. So just fuck off." I said as I walked past him again and upstairs to my room. I slammed the door hard and closed my eyes trying to hold back tears. I had no reason to cry yet here I was, on the verge of sobbing like a baby. I sat on my bed and then I realized, there was no need to cry over this shit. I pulled my phone out of my bra and scrolled through the contacts before dialing the one person I needed.

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"Hey Niall" I said as he stepped through the doorway and into the house. He leaned down and kissed me softly. His lips tasted like vanilla and I wanted more of the taste. I deepened the kiss, pushing him against the door. He groaned in surprise but continued to push his lips against mine. His hands circled around my waist and he pulled me closer.

"Um" I turned around to see Harry staring at us, wide-eyed.

"What is it?" I spat, becoming annoyed with him.

"Who’s this?" he gestured towards Niall. I know he knew him but he wanted me to say it.

"You know, Harry" I said as I turned around and stepped towards him. I could feel Niall come up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist.

"I’m Niall" he said as he held a hand out for Harry.

"I know who you are, you’re footy player, you bang different girls all the time and I refuse to let my sister become one" he said, clenching his fists.

"Step-sister," I corrected.

"Relax, Kay and I are just having fun. Right?" he said as he pushed his head into my neck and kissed it.

"Right" I said as I watched Harry take a step towards us. He pried Niall off of me and pushed him towards the door. He swung it open quickly and pushed him out of it. Niall swore at him as Harry slammed the door in his face.

"What the fu-" I was in mid-yell when Harry’s lips cut me off. He pushed me against the stairs and I sat on the as he hovered over me.

"You’re mine" he whispered as his tongue invaded my mouth slowly. I nodded in response and he kissed me harder, with more passion. I spread my legs so he could sit in between them which he did. He turned his body and pulled me on top of him, making us more comfortable.

"Take these off" he gestured towards my shorts and I stood quickly and pulled them down. He pulled down his sweats and boxers, revealing his erect member. I was ready to drop to my knees but his arm stopped me.

"Please" he begged and I knew already what he wanted to do. I stood up and sat on him, his dick slid into me slowly and I gasped at the feeling. This was it, I was finally fucking Harry.

"Jesus Christ," he moaned as I started to swivel my hips and bounce up and down on him. I didn’t even care that he and I still had our shirts on, I wanted this so badly that it didn’t even matter. I bounced harder and his hands helped me as they grasped my hips.

"Fuck" I moaned as he started to buck his hips upwards into me. I leaned my face into his neck and bit down on the skin. I nibbled on it, then licked it, wanting to leave a mark. His hands slid up my tank top, cupping my breasts as he pushed into me harder.

"Harry" I moaned and he threw his head back.

"Say it again," he whispered before kissing my lips softly. I pulled back and said it again, against his lips. He moaned and I gasped into his mouth. I could feel myself becoming close and I started to bounce faster. Harry felt so good inside of me, as if he was made to be in me. He filled me up perfectly and it was pure bliss. I could feel myself tightening around him and he noticed too, because he bucked his hips harder.

"Fuck, I’m gonna cum" he said as he kissed my neck causing me to moan loudly. I closed my eyes as my orgasm started to was through my body.

"Fuck Harry!" I cried out as I climaxed around him. He pushed harder and faster as my body shook against him. I rode out my orgasm and he was close too. He lifted me up by my arms and sat me down, before hovering over me again. He wanted to finish on me but I didn’t want that. So I did what I usually do, and took him in my mouth. He gasped loudly, clearly surprised at my actions. I hollowed my cheeks as I sucked and he groaned louder and louder. I was able to fit him completely in my mouth and he seemed to really like that. He pushed his hips towards me as he came, causing a gagging sound to escape my lips. He finished in spurts and I could feel him soften in my mouth. I swallowed it all and he watched me intently.

"Oh my god" he said as he sat next to me on the stairs. I slowly got up and pulled on my shorts, while he still recovered. I heard him get up too, pulling his boxers and sweatpants up. I felt him behind me and he wrapped his hands around my waist.

"You’re fucking perfect" he whispered and I smiled as I turned around and kissed him. He kissed me deeply until a knock at the door interrupted our kissing. He kissed me once more, before I turned and walked to the door, opening it slowly.

"Kay!" shouted Gemma as she ran to me and engulfed me in her arms. I hugged her back tightly, feeling happy that she was home. She pulled a small black suitcase over the threshold and walked over to Harry and hugged him tightly. I closed the door and I could here her gasp about something in the kitchen. I walked in to see her gaping at Harry’s neck, a small purple and red mark was on it.

"Who gave you that?" she asked and he started to laugh quietly. I walked over to the fridge and got a glass of water. I sipped it quietly as I waited to hear his answer.

"Don’t worry, Gem. It was just my girlfriend" he said nonchalantly causing me to spit my water out, everywhere.