AMBIVALENT {h.s} [ON HOLD]

Chapter 5.

"I think I'm just going to go home." I say, already starting to push out of the low backseat.

"Don't go." Harry says, grabbing my arm to pull me back down to sit next to him. "Come back to my place with me. I won't be a dick and kick you out this time."

Harry's moods are giving me whiplash and I don't know what to think at the moment. Why does he want me to go to his house if he just rejected my affection just minutes ago? He's confusing the hell out of me.

"Why, Harry? Why should I?" I snap.

"So I can show you a good time and then we can drink. I have a fully stocked bar in my basement." He answers smoothly. If that's so, then why does he even come to this bar?

"Right,"

"So that's a yes, then?" He asks and I nod.

Twenty minutes later we are walking into the front door of his house. I'd been in it the night before but its massive size shocks me once again. Where the hell did Harry get all this money to afford a place like this, anyways?

Harry leads us up the stairs and into his bedroom, switching on a lamp as we enter. I take in how nice the room really is; this time my brain isn't clouded with the fuzziness of too much alcohol. He shuts the door behind us and paces across the room a couple of times, running his hands through his hair.

"We're nothing, Elena, remember that. The things we do together in here don't mean shit to me, don't let them mean anything to you either." Harry says roughly.

"Not a problem," I say. I know what he said is true but the words seem so harsh when put right in my face like that.

"Good, now undress." Harry commands.

Not being shy about my body at all, I pull the dress over my head and toss it on the floor after stepping out of my flats. I'm left in only my panties because a bra is unnecessary with the dress that I'd worn. I stand with my hands on my hips as Harry is pulling his black T-shirt over his head. His hard muscled upper body makes my insides start to stir with anticipation of what's going to happen next.

"Sit down." He says and I set on the edge of his king size bed. "Hands out in front of you, wrists together."

"What?" I ask.

Harry repeats himself and I hold my touching wrists out towards him as he said. I watch as he unties the headband from around his head and reties it around my wrists, pulling tight. A smirk pulls at his mouth, causing a tingle to run down my spine. I'd read about kinky things like this on the internet before but have never had a chance to try it.

"Lay back, legs spread." Harry commands. I lay back on the bed as Harry crosses the room and switches off the lamp. He returns, climbing on top of my body and pushing my conjoined wrists to rest above my head. His hot mouth connects onto my neck and presses a trail of wet kisses down to my collarbones, causing me to squirm beneath him.

"Stay still." Harry murmurs against my skin. He moves down to press kisses on the swell of my breasts and I whimper when he sucks my nipple into his wet mouth. "Stay quiet."

"Harry, why. . ." I begin to ask before he cuts me off.

"Just try staying still and quiet. It will bring much more intense pleasure to you, I promise." He explains as he shifts to take my other nipple into his mouth.

I seal my lips shut, trying to obey Harry's commands. He moves downward, sprinkling kisses over my midsection and stops at the edge of my panties. I am trying to control my breathing when Harry gazes up at me through his lashes and kisses at the crease of my thighs. I fail miserably and let out a soft moan, arching my back.

Harry chuckles but presses my midsection down into the bed hard with his forearm. "Stay still. Be a good girl for me."

Harry's words, for some reason, go through me like a heat wave and I begin to ache for him to be between my legs. "I'll try."

Harry's slender fingers hook onto the corners of my panties and pull them down my thighs, tossing them onto the floor. I'm trying my very best to stay still but the anticipation of what's so close to happening is driving me wild. He kisses and licks at my inner thigh and repeats himself on the other one. Now, Harry's face is directly between my thighs and just inches away from where I want him. I can feel how wet I am for him and have the urge to push up towards him.

"Remember, stay still and don't make any sounds." Harry reminds me before licking up my center. I let out an involuntary moan and arch into his touch.

Harry circles my spread legs with his strong arms to hold me in place as he laps at me, tongue swirling over my clit repeatedly. His full lips are like silk and fire against my sensitive skin. I move my tied up wrists from above my head and try desperately to get ahold of his hair. Harry brings his face away from me momentarily to push my wrists back to where they were.

"Harry please," I moan as he licks, sucks and nibbles between my legs. My breaths are coming out in shallow pants and a thin sheen of sweat has formed across my forehead.

"Stay quit, Elena." Harry commands roughly, his voice sounding even raspier than before.

He then unwraps one arm from his iron grip on my legs. One of his fingers rub mercilessly over my clit as he delves his tongue inside me. The pressure is too much and I all but explode under his touch. Harry licks up and down me as I moan and shake from the pleasure coursing through my entire body.

It takes several minutes before I can form any coherent thoughts. Harry's swollen lips still shine with my arousal as he gently unties my wrists and casts a thin silk sheet over my naked body. It's enough to make me want him again. He's laying next to me and when I begin to move between his legs to return the favor, he moves away quickly.

"Don't." He says coldly.

"I just thought. . ." I start to say before he cuts me off.

"I told you before, this means nothing. Now, let's go get wasted."

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