Anabel || Harry Styles

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***sexual content

**Anabel's POV

My eyes were shut, all I could hear was the music and my beating heart. I had blocked out everyone from my sight, swaying my hips to the beat, I could feel his minty breath against my neck as he nibbled on my ear, he still held my hips in place against him, I gulp. I began to rub my ass against his erection, his grip had tightened as he left open mouth kisses down my neck.

"What is your name?" He asked in more of groaned whisper, spinning me around to face him.

"Ana." I respond, as he smirks.

"Harry." He whispers back in my ear, sending bolts of electricity down my spine.

And before I could say anything else, I had my hand in his as he pulled me through the crowd and out the door. I had a glimpse of worried yet smiling faces from the girls before I was completely gone.

The car ride was too fast, faster than my heartbeats. As soon as his front door opened, his lips crashed against mine, moving in sync, his tongue had explored its way in my mouth making me gasp. I hear the door shut behind us, my fingers were now buried within the strands of his hair as his fingers made its way to my back, slowly unzipping the dress making it pool around my feet. My eyes shot open as he grabbed my thighs, lifting me in his arms, with my legs automatically wrapping around his torso.

Harry had carried me to his bed, with him on top of me. I feel his tongue slide down my jaw to my neck then my chest, shooting electricity throughout my entire body.

Ana, stop.

My hands roaming his body, underneath his shirt, carefully tugging it off him. His tattoos fully exposed, admiring how his muscles flex in his every movement, I pressed my palms against his bare firm chest.

This is wrong.

It was, but it did not feel like it. In this very moment, all I could think about is how could this man possibly have this kind of effect on me? I don't even know him.

Dare or Pulp?

I gulp. Kate's voice had echoed in my head once again, thoughts of the initiation had found its way back in my mine but was interrupted when my bra was unclasped. I suck in a sharp breath, hearing him chuckle making his chest vibrate against mine. His lips carefully pressed against my neck as he moved them back to my lips.

Dare or Pulp?

My finger had found its way to his belt, slowly unbuckling them. I tug onto his black ripped jeans, until it was completely off him, a bulge had obviously formed through his boxers.

"Stop staring, Ana." He whispers.

"Then I won't." I smirk.

My hand had carefully reach his aroused length, carefully stroking through his boxers, making him gasp. I could feel it enlarge with my every touch.

Is it working?

Am i seducing him?

I've never done this before.

He growls as he crashes his lips onto mine, my heart pounding against my chest as if it was about to jump out of it. His fingers tug onto my underwear, he sucks on my skin harder when I deny him access, his fingers pinching my hardened nipples.