Dangerous Woman

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(I recommend you listen to the attached song, it's kinda what I imagine harry's though process to be. Also if you would like a playlist for this fanfic, I could make a spotify playlist just let me know:)) ) ALSO PSA: SMUT ALERT!!

My salad was good, but not nowhere as good as, Harry felt between my legs right now.

As soon as we got back to out motel room I was roughly shoved against the bed and assaulted by, Harry's soft lips. He peppered kisses from my lips, down my neck, across my bare chest, and finally down to my hips where he had restricted access due to my shorts.

"Take them off." I managed to almost inaudibly whisper, beginning to become too worked up to function.

Harry didn't think twice as he popped the button on my shorts and pulling them down my legs. He left me in my cami but pulled down my panties and immediately dragged his tongue against my slit.

I gripped the bed sheets in my balled fists and moaned so loud I'm sure if there was anyone in the surrounding rooms they'd know exactly what was going on.

"Fuck, harry just like that." My breathy words only encouraged him to go further.

Suddenly he pulled away and stood up to take his own clothes off. I watched with lustful eyes and my bottom lip between my teeth.

"Spread your legs, V." I obliged and waited impatiently for, harry to crawl back over to me.

In less than five seconds he was hovering over me with his throbbing cock teasing my entrance. I couldn't take the anticipation anymore so I ground down on him and we both moaned in sync at the feeling.

Harry didn't take it slow, he held my waist in a tight grip and pounded into me relentlessly. I squealed and moaned at the fast pace, the words 'fuck' and 'harder' slipping through my lips continuously.

I lean up on my elbows and watch him with my breath caught in my throat. He was clenching his stomach muscles and I clumsily lifted one of my hands to roam over his sticky chest.

"Holy fuck yes, yes, right there." It proved harder than I thought not to yelp every time he rubbed against my G spot.

Very roughly, Harry threw one of my legs over his shoulder and thrust into me at a steady rhythm before he rolled me onto my side so he could lay behind me and hit a different angle. I bend my knee and let my top leg rest over, Harry's to give him more room to maneuver.

My eyes roll to the back of my head as he starts nipping my neck and kissing behind my ear, his sticky hot breath on my skin only fulling my desire more.

A whimper is forced through my lips as Harry starts to forcefully rub over my clit, but the sensation is too much for me and I snatch his hand and squeeze it in my own much smaller one.

"Let go," His voice is like rain after a drought as it tickles my ear.

I try to hold on for longer, but it's impossible and I find myself shaking as an orgasm washes over my body. Harry continues to pound into me ruthlessly which only fuels the orgasm and I end up screaming and pushing him away as I start squirting.

"Fuck," Harry growls while stroking his rock hard cock in his dominant hand.

He didn't let me fully recover before he rolled me over and pulled my shaky body up so I was on my hands and knees. I tried to catch my breath but the task was impossible because, Harry had lined himself up with me and slid back in too quickly.

I moaned louder with every thrust and fell forward so my arms and face were against the cool sheets. Harry gripped my waist with one hand and used it to pull me down his shaft harder so we would meet in the middle. He then wrapped all my hair around his other hand and tugged on it to pull me back up into the doggy position.