DRIFTED |Harry Styles|

CHAPTER 21

Harry's hand moved down to the sides of my breasts, before gently cupping them over the shirt I was wearing, which made me moan into our kiss. "Ugh, baby, never wear a bra again." He said as he squeezed my breasts harder.

In a swift move, he lifted the shirt over my head and tossed it alongside my bra and his shirt, which were already on the floor. His lips trailed down my neck and soon found my small and hard nipples, taking his time and swirling his tongue around both of them. I wrapped my legs tighter around him as he picked me up from the desk and dropped me onto his bed.

My nails raked down his back and played with his belt and just as he thought that I was going to unbuckle it, I lowered my hands and squeezed his bum, earning a muffled chuckle from him. "Well, this is new." He giggled and nuzzled my jaw with his nose so I granted him full access to my neck. "Who knew women liked giving a good ass squeeze, too." We laughed together before our lips met again.

I ended up unbuckling his belt and disposing his tight skinny jeans, leaving him only in his black boxers, pressing his erection against my inner thigh. Harry flipped us over, so he was under me, his hands guiding my hips, moving them in circles and grinding against him. "I want you so bad right now, you have no idea." His hands moved up to my breasts, grabbing both of them while my hips still rocked back and forth.

He slightly pinched my nipples, making a wave of pleasure run through my body and earning a throaty moan from me. I couldn't hold it anymore, I needed him filling me, I needed to feel us both becoming one.

I started to unbutton my jeans, still moving my hips against him, feeling him become harder and harder in each second that went by. "Eager, are we?" He teased, helping me get rid of my tight pants.

"I need you, Harry." Was all I could say, before he flipped us back over and, literally, ripped my lacy underwear apart. "Fuck!" He shouted, throwing the torn fabric on the floor as I gasped loudly at his sudden action.

"I need you so bad, Mel." He breathed deeply. "But tonight, we're doing it my way." A smirk etched over his lips, laying his hands over my stomach and moving them up and down so gently that I could barely feel his fingertips brushing against my silky skin.

He dipped one finger on my centre, coating it on my moist and brought it back up to his lips, licking and sucking it as if it was the last popsicle on the hottest day of summer. That sight alone, bringing me closer and closer to my edge.

"So sweet, Mel. You taste so sweet. Here..." He repeated his actions, almost teasingly pushing his finger inside of me, hearing me moan as he coated it in my juices again. This time his finger was brought back to my lips, his gazing eyes intently watching me as I sucked it and tasted myself, while keeping eye contact with him.

I have to admit it that it was not half as bad as I thought. The sweetness of it made it bearable to taste. "Shit, babe, see what you do to me." He stood on his knees, bucking his hips a bit forward so he could show me his prominent erection.

"Harry..." I called, wanting him to finally do something and stopped teasing. "What?" He innocently smiled, as if he didn't know what I was talking about. "Stop teasing, please, it's not nice." I furrowed my brows so he would see that I was being serious, but couldn't hold the smile that spread over my lips. "As you command..." He smirked.

He kissed my lips one last time, before trailing his along my jaw, neck and between my breasts. He planted a sweet kiss on my navel, before ducking his head down and going straight to business, not wasting a single moment.

His tongue swirled against my sensitive bud of nerves as he inserted only the tip of his index finger in my entrance, while his other hand pressed down on my stomach, keeping me in place.