Harry closes the bedroom door behind him, whilst I made my way to the center of the room. I stand, anxiously twiddling my fingers. My nerves were obviously clear to Harry as he makes his way towards me.
His fingers intertwine with mine, an innocent kiss being shared. I can already feel my body shiver and we've only kissed.
His head falls to my neck, ringlets tickling my cheeks. He leaves soft, delicate kisses, trying to entice me with his touch. I can feel my heart racing as his teeth graze my skin. The reaction my body had to Harry still amazed me.
I tightly hold the bottom of his back, gripping his top as he begins sucking. He encourages my head a little more to the right, allowing him to have more access. The moment he breaks away, I release a sharp breath. Harry gently spins me around, lifting up my hair and unzipping my dress. As the material falls to the floor, I step out, watching Harry quickly unbutton his shirt and undo his trousers. He kicks them to the side, his eyes focusing back on mine.
We both stand, and I find myself lost in Harry's lustful eyes as they trail up my curved body.
"Black lace again?" He smirks, taking a step closer, "I like them on you." His hand trails over my bra strap, "but they've got to come off." I slip my arms out from the bra, Harry managing to unhook the back of it without even looking.
He closes the space between us and takes my bottom lip between his teeth, a small gasp leaving my mouth. I had no idea what to expect from this evening, but I trusted Harry, and I trusted that he wouldn't let anything happened too me. I lightly touched his inked arms, stroking the designs printed onto his skin. Within seconds his soft lips were on mine, his tongue wasting no time in forcing it's way into my mouth. I wanted this. I really did want this.
His hand brushes it's way through my hair, messing up the neatness of it. Mine rest on the back of his neck, shaking a little from the nerves. My breath trembled whenever our lips parted, showing Harry just how nervous I was.
"It's going to be alright."
His calming words eased my anxiety as his lips fell back onto mine. I place my right hand on his chest, my finger tips skimming his tanned skin. I feel the goose bumps raise across Harry, mine immediately popping up after.
The kiss grew more passionate, Harry releasing a throaty groan as he walked me backwards. As Harrys body leant more and more over mine, I was forced to fall on the bed, walking back on my hands and feet to the center, resting my head on the pillow. Harrys heated body climbs on top of mine, brushing the hair from my face. His right hand travels up my bent knee and across my thigh, his tender touch making me feel light inside.
Harry's forehead rests against mine, his hot breath fluttering my eyes.
"Harry," my voice whispers.
His kiss travel down my body, his hands creating small circles across my stomach.
"Are you sure about this?" He asks.
I nod as an answer. My already wimping state brought a satisfying smile to his face. His hands hold the bottom of my knickers, slowly pulling them down over my knees and finishing at my ankles.
His body climbs back on top of mine, his minty scented lips leaving wet kisses against my jaw.
he hums as his tongue explores my mouth, electricity accelerating around my limbs. I never wanted to break away from him. As the kiss developed in passion Harrys' hand took a hold of mine. My hand seemed so small in comparison to his.
My lower half raises without my own control, craving for more of his touch. He rolls to the right, opening the bedside table draw. I watch as he ripped open a silver packet. He discards the foil and rolls the condom down his hardened length.
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Your Little Secret (Harry Styles Fanfic)
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