"Sydney?" Harry calles out, uh oh. I sat quietly, hoping he'd think I was out, footsteps bound up the stairs, great. "Harry?" I called out tentatively. "Sydney, jess told me what you did the other night." He opened the door, even though the distance I could see the pain and anger in his eyes, cancelling out any other emotion he may have felt.
"I'm really sorry Harry, I was really drunk, I know that shouldn't be an excuse but I really didn't know what I was doing. Please forgive me, it was just a kiss, it meant nothing, no one means anything other than you. " I sniffled, I had no right to be upset, I was the one who had hurt Harry.
"Don't even bother Sydney." Harry walked over to where I was sat on the edge of out double bed. I thought he was going to sit next to me, instead he pulled me up. I stood in front of my boyfriend, or at least I hoped he was.
Harry shoves my chest hard, making me land with w thump on the bed, my head knocking the head board. Harry leans over me, now shirtless, tattoos on display. He straddles me, not saying a word. Whipping hand cuffs out of his back pocket he roughly grabs my wrists and chains them, well there goes my freedom.
"Harry?" I whisper, admittedly, he was turning me on, he was usually such a sweet heart, never dominant in the bedroom. "Shutup, you've been a bad girl Sydney, you need to be taught a lesson. There's only one way to do that. Jeans off. Now." His raspy deep voice commands. I try and wriggle out of my jeans. Yes sir.
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