Babysitting (Harry)

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"Mom I don't need a babysitter!" The teenage boy yelled.

I was requested to come babysit for a boy about my age. Yes it was awkward but I needed the money. It couldn't be that bad.

His mom scoffed, "last time your dad and I went out of town for a night you had a crazy ass party and ruined the whole house, Harry! You're having a babysitter weather you like it or not!" His mother walked over to me handing me a piece of paper. "Here some emergency numbers and I think that's about it. I'm not sure when Mr. Styles and I will be back but you may have to stay the night."

I nodded, saying thank you as they walked out the door. I turned to Harry who was hovering over me.

"Don't think that just because you're my babysitter doesn't mean you get to tell me what to do" I've seen this boy at school before. His curls and rough jawline could make any girl quiver but I stood my ground.

"Just because I'm you're babysitter doesn't mean you can pull shit on me" I brushed past him sitting down on the couch. Harry came by soon after.

He sighed loudly. "What's your name?"

"Y/N" I looked across the room at all the antiques and collector items.

I met Harry's eyes and he smirked. "I'm Harry"

I groaned, "I know" I stood up and walked to the kitchen. I didn't know how to explain it but I was attracted to Harry. Even when I saw him at school and didn't know his name I thought he was hot. His bright green eyes, that smile, and those dimples. Ugh just looking at him made me crazy.

"I see you at school you know?" Next thing I know Harry's leaning against the wall in the kitchen, interrupting my thoughts. "In the hallways, I never knew your name or anything, or who you were. I just thought you were cute"

Was this really happening? I was a little taken back but I tried not to act like it. Though my cheeks were turning a flaming pink.

"Really?" I decided to confess myself. "I see you sometimes. I thought you were cute also"

Harry started walking towards me. Then tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I was leaning against the island in the middle of the kitchen when Harry made his way over.

"Can I try something?" Harry's voice was low and deep.

I gulped and nodded. My words wouldn't come out.

I felt Harry's hands on my waist and he slowly picked me up and set me on the counter. We were now eye level, face to face.

Harry smiled a cheeky grin, "that's better" he slowly leaned in and I could feel his breath on my neck.

I immediately stopped breathing, harshly pulling in a breathe of air before Harry's lips attached to my neck. He started sucking and swirling his tongue around trying to find my sweet spot. But Harry didn't have to do that to know how good this felt. My hands were in his hair and I was pulling him closer to me. I wanted more.

"Harry stop" I pushed him off of me. I couldn't do this, I would want something totally different and I know Harry wouldn't do that with me.

Harry furrowed his eyebrows, "did I do something wrong?"

I shook my head looking down at my hands, "no, I just...if you keep doing that I'll just want to go further and-"

"Are you a virgin?"

"No! I was saying that if you keep kissing my neck and being cute I'll want to go further when you won't"

Harry laughed. I was a little confused. "Are you kidding me, Y/N? That's my whole objective here" before I could say anything else Harry's lips were on mine.

I wrapped my arms around him so we could get closer, and Harry put a hand on my lower back and pushed me closer to him. We were in a rough make out session. Once we both let out what we wanted we were going to get it. I was trying to pull Harry's shirt up when he pushed my hands away and pulled it up himself. While he was doing that I took mine off as well.

Harry unclasped my bra unexpectedly and his hands massaged my breasts. I moaned into his mouth and he smiled, breaking the kiss.

"Lay back" he whispered.

I obliged and rested my body on the cold island counter. Harry pulled my shorts down and starred to rub me from the outside of my underwear. This was already getting me wet and Harry could tell.

He smirked, "already wet for me huh? What a good girl. Guess what I'm going to do?"

I was about to guess when Harry found my clit and started rubbing harder. My body shook and I grabbed on pot the edge of the island.

"Since you can't wait I'm going to fuck you right here. Right in the kitchen. Do you like that?" The fucking smirk is what got to me.

Again, when I was about to answer Harry rubbed harder, I moaned loudly and that earned a giggle from Harry.

"You don't know how much I'm enjoying this, Y/N. Watching you unravel with my hand" finally Harry stopped and started to pull his pants down.

Already I could see he was hard through his tight underwear, I bit my lip as Harry pulled my underwear down. Harry pulled his down a few seconds after giving himself a few strokes before moving close to my entrance.

"Hurry up!" I pouted. Harry smiled and rubbed his tip on my clit.

I tried moving forward but Harry held me in my place with his hands before slowly thrusting his length into me. Right away I was feeling pleasure. Harry was moving slow but rough, he was practically pulling me onto his length so the friction between us would be harder. I held onto the edge of the island as Harry thruster faster. My body jolted forward and backwards.

I closed my eyes, "mmm Harry"

"That's right babe. Say my name. Who's making you feel so good?" Harry was out of breath.

"You Harry, it's all you" my back was arching. "God I'm close"

Harry was thrusting violently and wasn't going to stop till I came. I started to rub my clit trying to get me to orgasm faster. And it finally worked, my mouth hung open and I moaned loudly. Harry pulled out quickly and came all over my stomach. His hot, sticky juices all over me.

I sighed and slowly breathed out, with a small smile on my face. "I didn't think you'd be that good"

Harry shrugged, "I didn't know I'd ever fuck my babysitter"

I giggled sitting up and putting my hand on the back of Harry's neck, pulling his lips towards mine. "You're such a weirdo"

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