'Back To Life' - Harry Styles fanfic

Chapter 5

The electricity running through my body was incredible as I pulled her out of the building. The cold air hit us as our feet greeted the pavement, and I could hear my heart beating so fast I thought it might errupt from my chest. Her hand felt so perfect in mine and I felt my stomach drop, only to bounce back again in a strong jolt.

I knew she was only willing because I had compelled her. I knew she was just a puppet I was just stringing along into my twisted game, but I blanked that out and lost any interest in caring about those details, even when I heard her back crunch when it came into contact with the tree trunk I had slammed her up against.

Well that's certainly going to leave a bruise tomorrow...

Her arms were flung around my neck, her hands grabbing at my curls as I manouvered my lips across her collarbone, softly sucking on her neck, and trying to maintain my calm.

I felt hungry for her. I craved her. I couldn't stop myself. My hands slid up and down her sides before grabbing her hips and pushing her harder against the tree. A moan escaped her as I began to nip slightly at her skin, just gently enough to mark it and not break through it. I wanted to break through it and taste her again, but I knew I had to control the firey feeling that was rising inside of me. Things were getting heated and her hands were now underneath my shirt, roaming my bare back, her nails scraping across the surface of my skin. A shudder ran through me and I quickly detached my lips from her neck, my heavy breathing present as my heart pounded against my eardrums.

I admired my work. A beautiful purple bruise was now painted across her neck. I licked my lips and squeezed my eyes tight, opening them again soon after my mind clouded over in darkness.

Her bright olive eyes stared back at me and they held so much innocence, that I almost caved completely. I scanned my eyes over her body, clad in a tight black dress, hugging her every curve. My breath hitched in my throat and then I grabbed her, cradling her against my chest. I took one step and we were gone,

* * * *

My head spun as my foot slammed down on a familiar front doorstep and her head snapped up, her eyes wide with shock and confusion.

"It's okay love, now we get to have some fun..."

I winked at her and watched as she bit down on her bottom lip. That alone was a massive turn on for me and I had to squeeze my eyes shut in a bid to control myself just a little longer. They soon flew open, connecting with hers as her lips opened, hesitant, innocent words escaping from them.

"Weren't you...having...fun...just...now?"

I watched as she looked down at the ground and I took a stride forwards, lifting her chin with my thumb and forefinger finger.

"Of course I was love..."

I leant in, pressing my lips to her ear and continued my sentence.

"...but now we're completely alone...I can do so much more..."

I whispered the last three words, holding them for much longer as they left my mouth. I spoke quite slowly as it was, The sound of my own voice always made me slightly cringe, and this moment was no exception, but whether I loathed my voice or not, she didn't, and that's all that mattered. Just the sound of my voice made her physically shudder, and that did something to me.

Her lips parted in shock as I leant back from my confession, and I took the opportunity to dip my head down and trail kisses across the top of her chest, just above the scooped neck of her dress. I felt her tense up and I broke away, quickly looking up, a smirk tugging at my lips.