Out of Hand (One Direction/Harry)

Chapter 29: Between

Without losing eye contact, his hands move my arms around his neck. The stupid smile on his face is still there and his eyes are waiting for my approval. My subconscious reminds me I have a boyfriend expecting fidelity from me and that I shouldn’t even be thinking about this.

But Harry’s thumb traces my lips, making me shove my thoughts to the back of my mind and give him his approval stare.

  The electricity between us is bigger than ever before. Why does this always happen with him?

 “We could have so much fun together.” He says as his thumb falls back to my hips and he starts making small circles on my skin, making my stomach burn with anxiety.

 I don’t say anything. I just stare at him.

“But you know that already, don’t you?” Harry asks without hesitating.

“I do, but Harry you know I’m with Daniel and this is wrong and people will find out and we’re friends, sort of.” I brush my fingers through his hair so I can see his forehead, but it just falls back in place.

“So you don’t want to Raine?”

 “I do, but..but I don...”

 His lips press against mine, and our tongues instantly touch. He presses harder against me with so much strength that I slide my hands from his neck to his chest and push him back, creating small space between us. He tries to continue, but I am left with no air and the need to breathe. I feel his hot breath on my mouth for a few seconds before he starts kissing my jaw, sending stronger shivers with each new kiss.

 “Just tell me if you want me to stop.” He says between kisses.

My breathing is heavier, but I don’t care about oxygen anymore. I bring his mouth back to mine and all the sexual tension that was accumulated is now gone. Harry stands on his feet and both of his hands cup my butt before squeezing it so harshly my feet almost get off the ground. His hands slide up to my waist and he starts walking forward making me walk backwards until I hit the wall, our lips still touching. I feel his soft hair on the palms of my hands when I push his face harder to me. 

“God you’re so fucking hot, I just want to touch you.” Harry speaks between kisses. His words send so much pleasure to my entire body that my jaw weakens.

 “Mhmm.” I say because it’s the only thing that escapes my mouth. 

Harry’s head moves back to my neck and he sucks that spot right below the jaw. His right hand moves on top of my chest, cupping my bra and slightly massaging my breast. A moan escapes my mouth, and that spot between my legs starts to tickle.

His hands slide under my sweater and cup my breast again making the sensation between my legs strengthen. He moves his lips to mine one more time and he pushes his body against mine, the feeling his length gives me is making me go insane. He stops all at once, making me panic; I open my eyes and see his head’s pressed against the wall.

“You want me to touch you between your legs?” He whispers in my ear and traces small circles on my inner thigh making me bite my bottom lip even harder.

“Mhmm.”

“No, tell me.” He demands and moves his hand higher.

I stay silence because I’m in shock with how incredibly insane he is. 

“Tell me or I’ll stop.” He commands me. 

“I want you to.” I finally say

“To what?” 

“I want you to touch me between my legs Harry.” I whisper in his ear.

 He moves my arms around his neck with his other hand. His hands pull my sweater to the side revealing my shoulder. He leaves a trace of kisses before slowly pressing his hand between my legs making my body burn. His hand starts pressing on that spot over my jeans, sending extreme pleasure all over my body. A moan escapes my mouth once again and I bite Harry’s ear before pulling his hair. I have never felt this much pleasure.

“Oh my God Harry.” I say and tighten my arms around his neck making his body press against mine.

He starts rubbing his jeans against mine and I can’t stop thinking about ripping his pants open and touching him with my own hands.

I want him so bad.

Harry’s hands lower to my knee back and I bend them in an attempt to not lose this glorious feeling. He carries me up to his waist, distributing my weight between the wall and him. 

“You make me so hard.” Harry says before bringing his lips back to mine.

His tongue pushes my lips, but I want to feel his lips on mine so I push it back and tighten my arms around his neck so our chests are pressed into each other. His lips move in a subtle way on mine before his tongue enters my mouth and the doorknob turns. 

I jump off of Harry, and without any previous warning the door is opened.

“It’s four thirty I thought you were supposed to me done I’ve been wai...” Zayn says as he comes in and doesn’t finish because he sees us standing awkwardly near the wall.

“Fuck.” Harry says under his breath and combs his fingers through his hair.

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