Secrets of Mr.Styles

Chapter 21

When I wake I can't move. His body has some how managed to be half on me and half not. His leg is swung over mine, his arm wrapped around my waist. I feel like I'm the prey to that massive snake that wraps itself around you to kill you before it eats you.

"Harry?" I whisper.

"Hm," he stirs in his sleep, "yes?"

"You have me pinned." I say.

"It's not like you're not used to that Ms. Quinn." his eyes are still shut.

I peak at the clock 9 am it reads. He must not have any work today. I smirk and bite my lip. I know something that will wake him right up.

"Can you lay on your back, please?" I ask.

He groans and flips over on his back. I crawl over and move between his legs. I forward and hook my fingers on the waist of his boxers. I pull them down throwing them to the floor. Even soft he's still relatively big.

"Ms. Quinn I think your-" he begins groggily but I take him in my mouth quickly and his hips buck off the bed.

I pump my hand up and down his length and flick my tongue on his tip.

"Maddison." he moans his green eyes are now open and blazing into mine.

"Good?" I whisper.

"Perfect baby." he breathes.

A spot of pre-come hits my tongue and I feel sick. I hold my mouth and crawl off the bed quickly running to the bathroom. I throw up. Damn it! I flush the toilet as Harry walks in still naked.

"I'm sorry." I say feeling terrible.

"What happened?" he questions.

"I got sick, apparently she doesn't like it." I say.

"It's okay." he says and he's still hard.

"If I can't give you a blow job how about you fuck." I say.

His eyebrows raise and he scoops me up. I squeal by the sudden surprise and he carries me inside our room and on the bed. I quickly strip naked and climb on the bed. He motions for me to get on top of him.

"This way is pleasurable for both parties, especially me." he explains.

He lifts me up slightly then lowers me onto him. I gasp and automatically begin moving up and down. I'm riding him.

"Good- fuck!" he curses, "good like that."

I begin moving faster and I throw my head black in pleasure.

"Maddison." he moans, he reaches up and cups my boobs with his hands.

"I'm gonna flip us around so I can finish." he says.

In one swift move he flips us around and continues pounding into me.

"Come baby." he says.

He moves just the right way and I come undone. Only seconds my release he comes too and falls next to me.

"I do believe we need a shower now." he giggles.

"I think so too." I say with a smile.

We shower quickly and get dressed. My mind wanders to the things he told me just yesterday. The fact he wanted to die, that he wanted to kill himself because he felt so guilty. That shattered part of him is still there and I know this. As long as he holds on to what keeps those things there that part of him will remain. I wouldn't ever tell him to let go of her but inside I know it's her that keeps that part him here. It's not just her, it's more of the other two. I hate them.