You Make It Real (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction) {EDITING}

Chapter 5

PIPER'S P.O.V.

Is this real? Did that just happen? Am I in bed with a panting Harry Styles spooning me? The thoughts racing through my head were completely jumbled as I recovered from my climax. Harry's fingers softly grazed my arm in a sweet soothing way. His right arm moved under my head, his bicep acting like a pillow while that hand played with my hair. I was reminded of his lack of sexual release by his stiff package pressing into the small of my back. I turned my body to face him, staying in the same spot. I wrapped my free arm around his torso, embracing him, getting as close to him as I could. I lifted my head slightly to place small, sensual kisses along his chest. I traced an outline with my small finger around the ink on his chest followed by the one on his abdomen, ending up on the small script on his left hip bone. Keeping my hand here, I glanced up at his deep eyes which looked hungry for my continued touch. At this point, his arms are behind him, fingers interlocking, making a sort of pillow for his head. I straddled him once more, placing my sex directly above his, causing him to sit up with crazed excitement. His careful hands found my nearly bare back, barely skimming over my skin which grew bumps as he hovered. I wrapped my arms passionately around his waist, bringing his naked chest to me, feeling his warmth taking over as I sensually brought my lips to his once more, not allowing them to touch, even though he leaned closer. Teasing him playfully, I scooted off of the bed, standing on the floor in front of him. Instinctually, he pulled himself off of the bed gracefully, once again towering over me while he wrapped his arms around me again, this time finding the prongs holding my bra on. He unclasped them effortlessly, forcing the straps down my arms in the same manner my dress was removed, leaving me completely naked in his arms. I plunged my mouth into his, feeling as though our lips had been apart much too long at which point he walked forward, pushing me erotically against the nearest wall, causing a slight thudding sound that somehow turned me on even more. He placed one hand on the wall over my shoulder, balancing himself while grinding his body onto mine which was trapped between him and the hard surface of the wall. He broke our sensuous kiss, breathing heavily on my neck before nibbling on my ear. 

"Stay exactly where you are." 

I didn't give him time to react as I dropped to my knees, leaving my face right at crotch height. I fondled his package through his briefs, at which he immediately groaned in desire. I placed soft kisses on each of his hip bones, first his right and then his left as I slowly pulled his boxers down revealing his surprisingly large shaft. How did that even fit in his skinny jeans? 'Not the time' I told myself as I brought his shorts down to his feet at which point he stepped out of them, leaving us both completely free. I  glanced up at him, his eyes staring at me longingly waiting to see what I would do. I faced his lower body once more, looking at the tattoo on his hip bone. 'Might as well'. 

I eagerly took this advice, wrapping my hand securely around his member, slowly pulling my fist to the tip, gathering the pre-cum that gathered making my hand's movement easier. He let out a large breath along with a deep groan as I picked up speed a bit, pumping at a steady pace before involving my mouth. I slowed my hand and licked from base to tip slowly, looking into his eyes the entire time. His eyes shut as I felt his body shudder at my soft touches and as I took him into my mouth, taking him as far in as I could without gagging. I could feel him hit the back of my throat when I wrapped my lips around him, beginning to suck, rising and lowering my head with ease as he thrust himself in the same slow rhythm deeper into my mouth. With one hand still balancing himself on the wall, the other roughly grabbed a tuft of my wavy hair, pulling my head back and forth in the same rhythm while still playing with my hair softly. I held one of my hands around the base of his manhood, placing the other one softly on his thigh, grazing my finger tips up and down his leg. I could feel his legs start to quiver a little as I picked up the pace of my sucking him in and out between my lips. I heard his breathing pick up and as I let my eyes wonder to his face, he opened his tightly closed green orbs which stared with an intense hedonistic glare back at me. I could see how much his chest rose and fell in those last few moments of deep pleasure, during which release he let out an emphatic, decadent moan that gave me chills while his load shot into my mouth which I allowed to slide down my throat. I kept my lips wrapped tightly around him as I slid my head backwards, off of him, guaranteeing that I gathered the last of his dampness.