Linger (h.s)

I'm In Control, Not You.

(Smut Chapter)

*Kelsey's POV*

I roughly pushed Harry through the front door of his house, pressing his body to the wall as I walked past him. I spun on my heel, facing my body towards his. Harry stood still with his body still pressed to the wall, a stunned expression still present on his face. I stood patient at the bottom of the stairs as Harry turned to lock the front door, I took this as an opportunity letting my shoes slip from my hand to the floor causing a startled Harry to turn to me. I gently slid my fingers up my dress slightly, clasping my fingertips around the band on my underwear and gently tugging them down my legs.

My eyes drifted to Harry as his position still stood dominant in front of the door, not daring to move a muscle. I watched as he took the side of his bottom lip between his teeth, gently biting on it as his eyes trailed my movements. I left my underwear to drop to the floor as I turned towards the stairs, ascending them quickly escaping Harry's presence. As I hit the top of the stairs Harry was still positioned at the front door, gently moving towards the bottom of the staircase.  

I let out a giggle as I quickly slipped the straps of my dress off and down my sides, quickly tugging the dress off my body. I have to admit, none of this was naturally like me but in these few moments I felt dominant for change, like I was the one in charge. It didn't matter that I knew I definitely wasn't the 'dominant type', I still felt like it. And considering he teased me after I left him alone and horny at my parents house; which was hilarious but so incredibly hot at the same time, knowing I knew the simplest ways to turn him on. Knowing all I had to do was simply act like I knew what I was doing, that I was the one in charge and I could have him anyway I wanted.

Okay, now I'm getting off track. I would have to admit, my confidence of being dominant in this very situation wasn't dropping surprisingly, considering all I was practically wearing now was my bra. My underwear and shoes were at the bottom of the stairs and my dress well that's next to me on the floor now. I realised that I was practically naked walking through Harry's house, and that bastard had turned on the air con in the house making it unbelievably cold.

I quickly walked down the hall towards Harry's room, hearing footsteps ascending the stairs behind me. Before turning into the room I peeped my head out from the door frame, trailing my eyes down the hall as Harry slowly approached his room. I blew Harry a quick kiss before disappearing from Harry's sight, stepping back in his room. I reached my hands around to the back of me, unclasping my bra and flinging it into the hallway before closing then locking the door behind me.

I gently listened as Harry's footsteps became closer and closer to the door, soon enough hearing his footsteps stop. 

"Kelsey?", his raspy tone spoke through the wood of the door. I felt goose bumps rise on my skin as he spoke again. 

"Kelsey. Open the door," He spoke with dominance, hitting the door. I gently rested my forehead on the door, biting down on my bottom lip. Fuck, he sounded so hot when he was angry, I smirked slightly and horny.

"What do I get if I open the door?" I asked softly, laughing. 

"Whatever you like," He groaned. 

"But I know what you'll get if you don't open the door." Not going to lie, angry and horny Harry was probably the hottest thing in the entire world to listen to.

 I gently unlocked the door, luckily to my benefit the lock made no sound. I moved back from the door, gently slipping into the covers of his bed. 

"Kelsey, fucking open the door." 

"Jackass it's open."

I giggled to myself for a moment before gaining posture again, I heard as Harry turned the handle on the door his eyes trailing around the room, green orbs meeting my brown ones.