Is It Wrong?

Chapter 17

5 Years Later:

I watched my family as I took center stage. This was it, the official start to my adult school-free life. Uni was tough but finishing was my only goal and I finally did it. I could see my father and Anne in the crowd, smiling with gleam. My mother was seated next to my father, wiping her eyes. Not only had I finished but I had finished first, making me valedictorian.

As I said my speech, I constantly scanned the crowd, looking for him. He said he’d come, he said he wouldn’t let me down. Sure, he was touring the world, making music and being a pop star, but what about me? Our secret relationship started up again after Anne and My fathers vow renewal ceremony. Harry and I hadn’t seen each other in 2 years. I was single and so was he according to the tabloids. We did it, in the venue, ignoring the hundreds of guests outside of the coat closet.

I finished my speech and felt my energy drop with anger and sadness. He had promised me but apparently his word meant nothing. As I stepped off stage, I headed towards a large oak tree to just think. I was already graduated and I couldn’t wait to get out of this gown. Then I felt him, his arms wrapped around me tightly, pulling me against his chest.

"Proud of you baby" he whispered against my neck and I turned around quickly, locking our lips together. I moaned against his lips, missing the feeling of them. I could hear people clapping which caused me to pull away quickly. Harry had on glasses, black pants with a white shirt and navy blazer. He was semi-hidden but I could sense the panic as the crowd moved towards us. I could see my parents looking around and I waved wildly to get their attention.

Anne spotted me smiling as she made her way over. Harry slipped behind the tree next to us, shielding him from everyone. I smiled as my mother, father and Anne hugged me. I heard Anne slightly squeal has Harry hugged her in surprise. My mom said a small hello while my father shook his hand.

"Good to see you baby" Anne cried and I could see the grin on his face as she kissed his cheeks.

"What are you doing here?" Anne smiled as she stepped back to admire her son. He was tanner, his green eyes gleaming against his skin, and his smile looked whiter than ever.

"Couldn’t miss Kay’s graduation. I promised her forever ago that I’d come" he grinned and I smiled at him. He really did care. Despite the stunt at our parents Anniversary dinner, Harry and I rekindled and I was glad.

He hadn’t dated that girl for long, leaving her once he got his big break singing. I had dated Niall for over a year before he finally cheated on me. I left him, moving into Manchester to attend Manchester University.

We chatted for some time, before my parents offered to take me out. I explained to them that I had plans, which was a lie. They were disappointed but smiled as they nodded and walked with me to my car. We all said our goodbyes and I watched my parents and Anne disappear to their cars.

Harry stood next to me, towering over me as I reached in my clutch for my keys.

"Need help?" I teased and he simply nodded. I cocked my brow at him wondering what he could need help with.

"Do you really have plans tonight?" He questioned and I laughed as I unlocked my door and climbed in. He slid into the passenger seat with grace, despite his 6 foot frame. How he did everything so carefully still shocked me.

"No silly, I knew you’d wanna hang out so I lied" I responded as I started the car and took off in the parking lot. Heading toward my apartment, Harry and I caught up on everything. He randomly mentioned that he hadn’t been with anyone since our encounter, which made me relax more. I wanted to fuck him, for him to take me one more time before adulthood. I wanted him more than anything.

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As we stepped out of the car I smiled at him and shot him a wink. His eyes widened but his lips curved into a smirk, reassuring me of what he wanted. I led him up the stairs and already had my gown off as I unlocked my apartment door. Harry pushed me against the door, trapping my lips in tongue kiss.

I slid his blazer off his shoulders, and slowly unbuttoned his crisp white shirt. His lips never left my skin as I shakily removed his clothes. I kissed him quickly as I kicked off my heels and dropped to my knees. I wanted to suck him harder than I ever had. I wanted to taste his saltiness as he came on my tongue.

"Fuck" he groaned as I undid his trousers, sliding them down his perfect legs. I kissed his boxer covered erection before sliding them down, freeing him.

"I’ve missed this," I whispered as I licked the tip, flicking my tongue along the slit.

"Shit, Kay, please" he begged but I wasn’t done with him. I wanted this to last, knowing that this could be our last encounter. I finally gave in, taking the tip in my mouth and sucking on it hard. He gasped at my action and I moaned around him. I took all of him in, my gag reflex struggled against his length.

"Did you get bigger baby? I questioned in the most innocent voice ever. He shuddered and ran his hand through his curly/quiffed hair in exasperation. I massaged his balls, rolling them in palm, causing him to cry out.

"Let me taste you" he whispered and I popped him out of my mouth and slid up his body. Licking from his pelvic bone to neck, leaving a wet trail of a mix of pre-cum and saliva on him.

"Missed me baby?" I whispered against his neck as I pushed him backwards towards the couch. He stumbled against it, his body sinking into the soft cushions. I straddled him as he unzipped my dress, discarding it behind the couch. He pushed my bra under my breast, freeing them against the material.

"I’ll never get enough of these" he smiled as his mouth clamped around my nipple, causing me to cry out. He knew how sensitive I was around my nipples and he used that to an advantage. I gripped his hair, pulling on it as his tongue circled my nipple. I reached behind me, unclasping my bra and throwing it across the room. I stood slowly and slipped off my dress and panties, leaving me exposed in front of him.

I lifted my leg to straddle him but he stopped me, grasping my hips until I was standing in between his legs. He ran his hand down my stomach toward my sex. His gentle fingers applied pressure to my clit. I threw my head back, moaning his name in bliss. He moved his finger and let me straddle him, sinking onto his cock slowly. I moved my body slowly, enjoying the feeling of him in me. We felt perfect against each other, as if our bodies were made for this together.

In one swift move, he gripped my hips and flipped us over. He quickly pushed himself into me, my body sinking into the cushions.

"Fuck, I missed you baby" he gasped and I held his face in my hands, admiring him. He was perfect and I was glad we had this again, this intense want and need for each other. He called me often on tour which I was thankful for but not enough, in my opinion. I wasn’t look for a relationship, just someone to be close with.

Harry already had our fair share of a relationship. We were intensely drawn together but we knew we couldn’t work. We were so similar that we were different. As he panted over me, I leaned forward and kissed him, deeply. The taste of his tongue, the way his eyes lit up when he saw me, all made my heart melt. We weren’t hormonal teenagers anymore, and I genuinely have gained feelings for him.

As I came loudly, realization hit me about my love for my step-brother. He came after me, whispering ‘Kay’ against my neck as he bit on my neck gently. I wrapped my arms around his neck holding him to my body. Our tangled limbs stuck together from a mixture of sweat and our arousal.

"Love you" I whispered against his skin as he pulled out of me, but didn’t get up. I was hoping he didn’t hear me but as he rolled to the side of me and held me close, I heard him reply.

"I love you too"