Personal Harry imagine for Chatara-dirty-long

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I jump off the bed and sprint down stairs as I hear a key turn in the lock. A tall curly haired figure with dazzling green eyes stands in front of me, I leap on to him. "Harry!" I scream wrapping my legs around his waist and nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck. "Chatara!" He whispers in my ear, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. "I missed you Harry." I mumble into his neck, a tear slipping down my cheek. "I missed you more babe." He kisses my forehead.

"I missed your laugh, your beautiful eyes, your smile," He continues, his head still close to my ear. "Your kisses, but most of all I missed your body." Harry's breath warm against my ear. He traces my jawline with moist lips, slowly moving down my neck. "Harry..." I gasp, he continues, sucking a sweet spot on my neck. "Please babe, it's been months." he growls into my neck, sending vibrations all through my body. I let out an involuntary moan as he sucks a sweet spot on my neck, I run my fingers through his coarse curls and he licks, nibbles, sucks and swirls his tongue around it, not bothered if it leaves a mark. "Harry..." I groan as he carries me upstairs, I can already feel his growing bulge against my core, rubbing as he walks. He lays me down gently on my back on our large king size bed, he strips me of my top and unclasps my bra, his hands cold but not as cold as the black satin sheet now against my bare back.

Harry pulls off his jeans and leans over me again. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard." his deep voice making my breath catch in my throat and soaking my thong. He slips off my shorts and stares eagerly. He leans in, leaving kisses on my neck again, gently making his way down, tracing my skin with his tongue, he travels along my collar bone. He reaches my breast, he kisses around it before continuing down my stomach until he reaches me thong.

He removes it with his mouth, his lips brushing against me teasingly, making me ever wetter. once my thong is at my knees Harry brings his mouth back up, I shiver at the touch of his tongue against my clit. He swirls his tongue, I arch my back as a long finger finds itself in my core. Harry thrusts his finger hard as his tongue swirls and lips rub against me, I cant help but release over Harry, I feel him smile against me.

He brings his head up and sticks his finger in his mouth, licking my juices as I catch my breath. "My turn?" Harry questions mischievously, I nod biting my lip and winking. I climb over him, pushing him down dominantly with my hand, he smiles revealing his sexy dimples. Without hesitation I pull back the top of his boxers, his member eager to see me. I tease him a little, rubbing it slightly up and down with my hand, Harry's eyes roll back, I grin taking my position. I move my head forward and lower my mouth to his tip.

I place my lips around his tip, swirling my tongue as he moans my name "Chatara..." he gasps as I push my head further down, fitting almost all of him in my mouth, still swirling. I squeeze my lips around his shaft, and bob my head slightly, I listen to him gasp in pleasure. I feel him twitch in my mouth, he wants to pull out but I don't let him, I swallow his thick, warm cum, I dribble a little bit not able to take it all.

I lean back and lie flat on my  back, ready for what's coming. Harry leans over me, he opens my legs and places his tip at my entrance, I gasp in pleasure already. Without warning harry pushes himself in, filling me completely. I moan already. He rocks back and forth slowly, each thrust becoming harder as he lifts my legs over his shoulder allowing him to hit my G-spot. I let out a low scream. "Louder Chatara..." Harry gasps, his curls sticking to his face. Harry thrusts faster making me scream louder. "Harry!" I yell as his warm liquid fills me, he keeps going, enabling me to climax.

His large hands are on my hips as he smashes against me, he leans over, still thrusting, and sucks the sweet spot on my neck, that's it. I unravel all over Harry's length and gasp for air. He lowers my legs and flops down beside me. "Best way to come back from tour. Ever." He smirks, still struggling for air. "Agreed." I pant wiping his curls from his face as I kiss him lightly.

SORRY! I forgot I had imagines to do. Will catch up this week!! Follow me on twitter? @OneDImagines4U  ~Amy <3

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