Enmity ||Harry Styles||

Chapter 5

MATURE CONTENT 

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I ignored the happiness I got when I turned to face him. Clenching the towel tighter around my body, I scooted back away from him. That only caused him to smirk and move closer to me.

"What are you doing here?" I hoped for my voice to sound confident.

"I'm a man of my word, Bell." He says, his voice so low, almost a whisper.

Harry moves closer, until our chests are touching. My breathing picks up when he begins tracing my body. His delicate touch was a contrast to his rough hands.

"So soft." He whispers. I feel his hands begin to wonder up the towel. "Beautiful."

"Harry." My voice comes out shaky. I don't want his hands to stop wondering. I want him to touch me.

My eyes close. I want to savor his delicate touching, for I know it's only temporary.

Harry's hand is on the inside of my thigh now. I feel his breath on my ear.

"White is a nice color on you, baby." He bites my earlobe after the words leave his mouth.

I open my eyes in confusion. The only white clothing I wore today was my underwear. It wasn't until after my bath Harry was here. I look up at him to see he's already looking at me with his signature smirk.

"You should really lock your your windows. You never know who will just come in." I gasp upon feeling his finger enter me, followed by a moan. My head falls onto Harry's shoulder.

"Anybody that could see you undress." He draws his finger out, and pushes it back in. "Anybody that could see the supple body that's for my eyes only."

I fist Harry's black shirt when he enters a second finger. His other hand pulls the towel away from my body. My right nipple is immediately taken into his mouth. It's a blissful feeling.

All too soon his mouth and fingers leave my body. I hadn't noticed I closed my eyes again. They were now open. I didn't have the chance to speak, Harry's mouth was on mine, giving me no time to react. I'm hoisted up, so my legs are around Harry's waist.

Harry lays me down on the bed, our lips still attached. He lightly bites my bottom lip, just like the first time he kissed me. He moves me closer to the headboard, spreading my legs also. Once again my eyes are closed as he starts kissing down my neck.

"Only I can see what's underneath." Harry commands softly. I don't want anyone else to see me; only Harry. He hums against my skin.

"Only I can touch you." He lightly pinches my left nipple, while he works on the other with his mouth. He starts to kiss over my chest, sucking and nibbling, here and there.

My breathing enhances, even more than it already was, when he begins going lower. My heart is beating faster now. The room feels as if the heating has been turned on.

Without warning Harry enters two fingers into me, making me whimper. Harry's thumb starts to rub fingers on my clit. His fingers are pumping in and out of me at a slow pace.

I feel his fingers withdraw from me. I'm surprised when a whine leaves my mouth. Harry smirks before bringing his fingers to his lips. I stare at him in awe. My fascination with him is developing more and more.

"I'm the only one that can taste you." He hums again. That sound by itself giving me goosebumps.

He peppers kisses over my stomach. The simple yet sweet gesture warms my heart. But I know. I know that it's not out of...love? It'll never be out of love. I don't even know why I'm thinking of love when we dot even know each other. I don't even know why I can't seem to push his criminal hands away from my body.