My Sisters Lover(Harry styles fanfiction)

Chapter 20

Okaaaayy so this chapter is going to have some mature content in it. So if you don't like that stuff just skip to the end lol

Eliana's POV

I hadn't even unlocked the door yet and Harry was already attacking my neck with his warm lips.

The door swung open and I threw my keys and clutch to the side. Harry closed the door and pushed me up against it to hungrily attack my mouth with his.

I normally don't feel this wild when I'm making out with a guy. I'll blame that on the alcohol coursing through my veins. Also the fact that Harry's touch ignites a fire inside of me.

He had his hands on the back of my thighs where he lifted me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

He effortlessly carried me up the steps and pushed open my bedroom door only to kick it shut a second later. I was gently laid back on my bed, Harry hovered over me with my legs still locked around him.

He stared at me with his lips tugged up into a smirk.

"What?" I breathlessly whispered.

"Your beautiful." he said and reattached our lips.

My hands roamed underneath his shirt and up his warm, smooth back. He leaned back and tugged his shirt off. I took my bottom lip between my teeth as I took in his appearance. His tan chest was, of course, covered in tattoos that I surprisingly found incredibly hot. Staring at him made me think whether he worked out or not. I pictured it in my head and it only turned me on more.

"Like what you see?" he whispered and began to suck on my neck.

As he went to work on the skin just under where my jawline met my neck, his right hand slid up the inside of my thigh. I gasped when he skimmed his long fingers over the front of my underwear.

He pushed my legs even wider apart causing my dress to hike up around my waist. He rubbed me through my underwear, my eyes rolled to the back of my head and let out a quiet moan. He pressed his forehead against mine as he nudged my underwear to the side and stroked a finger along my entrance, he was torturing me. I wound my fingers into his curls as he stuck one finger into me.

He held a smirk on his lips as he watched me writhe underneath him, desperate for more. He slid in a second finger that stung only a little and only for a few seconds. I found his lips with mine, letting our mouths mash together.

I wasn't ready to go all the way with him and I feel that he could sense it, he made no other move.

He pulled his fingers out, Hooked them into the sides of my panties and pulled them down my legs. He tossed them to the side and bent down. He let out a puff of warm air over my entrance.

"Harry." I complained.

"Patience." he chuckled making me groan.

I bucked my hips up so his lips lightly brushed me. I felt him growl against me, the vibrations only added to the pleasure. I relaxed back onto the mattress and finally Harry licked a warm stripe up my folds. He attached his whole mouth to me then, I could feel his tongue going in and out of me.

I couldn't handle the pleasure I felt throughout my entirety. He's driving me crazy.

He had both hands wrapped around my thighs keeping my legs spread then brought one in between them to rub my clit.

I was gasping for breath at this point. Harry's the first guy to do something like this to me and it'll be a memorable experience.

As I felt myself reaching my my peek, Harry sped up all of his motions until I felt my orgasm crash through me like a wave. I bit my lip in attempt to stifle my moans.

As I came down from my high, Harry pulled my dress back down to cover me and then laid next to me. I draped an arm over him and cuddled into his chest.

I was still breathing a little heavily. His breath was mostly calm considering he didn't just go through what I did. Maybe it should be his turn then. I should give him a little something.

I reached for his belt but stopped upon hearing a car pull into a driveway, possibly mine.

"Is that..." I wondered aloud. We laid still trying to listen for another sound. My thoughts were confirmed when I heard the front door opening.

"Shit." Harry cursed and sat straight up. I didn't have time to react, I already heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I shoved Harry so he rolled off the bed and onto the side hidden from view. I quickly grabbed Harry's shirt and threw it at him.

I covered myself in my blankets just as the door slowly inched open. I had my back facing her but kept my eyes closed anyway.

After a few seconds the door closed. I let out a long sigh in relief.

"That was close." Harry whispered from the floor.

I rolled out of bed and quickly locked the door incase of any more surprise visits from my mom.

I sat back down and put my head in my hands.

"Too close." I lightly laughed.

Harry sat up pulling his shirt back on and rounded the bed to come sit by me but stopped in his tracks. He was staring at something.

"What's this?" he asked and picked up Evans letterman jacket from the chair.

"This, definitely wasn't here this morning."

"Yeah he was here earlier..."

"You let him in your room?" he asked, sounding angry.

"No, well yes but..."

"I thought you hated him? Why would he be in your room?" His voice rose slightly.

"Harry," I stood up, "your not listening to me."

"Explain then." he crossed his arms over his chest.

"He said he needed to talk."

"So he could've texted you, called you, talked to you in school. No actually he wouldn't talk to you in school because he's probably embarrassed to be seen with you. The whole school thinks your a slut, remember? Because of him, remember?" He shouted.

I could feel my blood begin to boil. One because he was seriously pissing me off for not listening, and two because my mom could possibly hear him.

"Shh, no Harry it's not like that." I tried walking towards him but he took a step back. Why was he being like this all I did was talk to him, if Harry would only give me a chance to speak.

He walked to the door and laid a hand on the knob.

"No, you can't go out that way my mom will see you." I told him, "just listen to me Harry we didn't..." I reached to grad his shoulder but he imprisoned my wrist a tight, almost painful grip.

"No I don't wanna hear it." he said it quietly but I have a feeling that if my mom weren't home he would be screaming at me. His face was a deep shade of red and his eyes were dark

He walked over to my window and opened it up. He paused for a second but didn't turn back before he swung one leg over then the other and climbed onto the roof.

I raced over to it and was about to call after him, to scream the truth without interruptions and without a care if my mom would hear me or not but I was just too angry. If he was going to have such a short temper like that and not let me tell him the truth then it wasn't worth it. Now I was the one getting angry. I watched him approach his car then slammed my window shut. I pulled the curtains together and laid back on my bed.

I'll let him cool off, hell I need to cool off myself before either of us talk to one another. Evan literally ruins everything, he's not even here and he ruined my night.

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short chapter I know but it's been a while so I posted what I had. <3