Too Much ( Harry Styles Fanfiction )

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

We both have admitted it, we both know. There is no way we can avoid each other or pretend to be friends. There is something between us, whatever that may be. I, by no means, know what this will entail, but I know I can not lie to myself anymore. I want him, badly.

In a bold act, I close the gap in between us yet again, and attach my lips to his. The kiss is full ofburning desire, and it takes my breath away.

"I've been waiting for this since the day I met you." Harry breathes before connecting his lips to my neck, sucking at the skin. I'm sure I will have a reminder of his relentless nibbling at my skin tomorrow, but I don't care; it feels too good to make him stop.

I know we've kissed multiple times before, but this is the first time we've both shared the passion. Thefirst times, it was all Harry.

As his mouth remains on my neck, I feel his hand skim down my stomach and slip into the front of his sweatpants that I'm wearing.

I can't stifle the moans escaping my mouth. He's barely touched me, but my whole body is ignited.

"Stop." I breath and reach down to pull his hand away.

"What baby? You need to relax." He quietly says into my neck, his voice more seductive then ever.

"No, I.. I just thought..." I don't want to say it, so I bravely show him what I'm trying to get at.

He looks at me with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I place my palm on his naked, warm chest and slowly move it down his torso.

"What do you want, Addie?" He grins as he teases me.

"You." The word fumbles from my mouth.

"Dirty girl." He smiles and shakes his head. "I'm all yours, baby." He whispers and takes my hand in his, placing it over the growing bulge under his shorts.

"I don't know what to do..." I admit. I can feel the embarrassment in my cheeks as they flush.

"It's okay," he comforts me. I'm still surprised with this new attitude of his, but I don't question it because it's so attractive.

"Here, just wrap your hand around me, like this." He keeps his hand over mine and I close my hand around his length, still over his shorts.

"Fuck," he says through gritted teeth. "Now pump."

I begin to move my hand up and down, and his breathing increases. His eyes are screwed shut, and I can't help but admire watching his vulnerable state.

I can tell he knows I feel a bit uncomfortable, but I really want to feel him. When he removes his hand from mind and grips onto my waist, I pull away and slide my hand down the front of his shorts.

"Shit, Addie." He groans when I take hold of his length again, this time actually feeling him.

I can't see it, but I can tell it's big. The skin is much softer than I had expected. I've never felt one before, and only seen one in my health textbooks, but some instinct I didn't know I had is telling me to keep pumping his length.

"Your hand feels so good around me baby... Don't.. Stop." His voice is shaky.

I continue the movements with my hand but decide to use his moves against me. I move closer and kiss his neck, earning a low moan from him.

"Oh baby... You're so good."

I love the way he's falling apart because of my touch. I move my hand a little faster and grip him tighter. I want him to come.