The New Girl

Chapter 67 - An intriguing memory.

Credits to google for the photo. I don't own it.
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Aurora Jones.

"Dammit!" I shouted, throwing one of my pillows to the wall.

I used the other pillow to muffle my frustrated screams, especially since it was probably really late. I wouldn't want to have doctors rushing in only because I had a falling out with a friend.

"You messed up," I whispered to myself.

I closed my eyes and my brain did it again. I wanted it to stop, I've already remembered and caused enough for one day. Unfortunately, my brain just loved making things harder for me.

"Woah, Aurora, you're not yourself right now. You're drunk." Harry spoke, trying his best to keep my hands from reaching the button on his jeans.

I've never felt so much want for someone before in my life. I wanted Harry, I really did. I would never admit this to myself while sober, but I can honestly say I've been wanting him for a long time now. I just never had an opportunity or the confidence to actually show him.

I heard myself giggle, "Come on, Harry, let's kiss."

I did my best to put on the sexiest voice I could muster. I have no idea what the hell I'm doing, especially since I've only been with one person and I didn't do much with him. I didn't want him as much as I want Harry right now.

Harry sighed and sat up, my legs still straddling him, bringing our faces closer to each other. "No, Aurora, we can't. You don't like me, especially at the moment. You're supposed to be angry with me and ignoring me, so I won't let you do anything with me while you're like this." He spoke sternly.

God, why was he acting like such a prude? All I wanted was for him to have some fun with me, you would think someone like him would give me what I want. Guess he isn't as tough as we all thought he was.

Even though he was doing his best to resist me, I can tell it was difficult for him. I could feel his shaft begin to grow hard, something that excited me so much, between my legs. I can honestly say I'm proud of that.

Suddenly, it hit me. He didn't want to be with me. I wasn't good enough to sleep with him and he was hinting that by pushing me away.

I could feel my nose grow stuffy, causing me to begin sniffling. I felt a tear slide down my cheek as my shoulders began to shake.

"W-Why won't you?! A-Am I not good? I-I can learn! I swear!" I mumbled.

I felt my confidence boost up and my want for Harry grow. I wasn't going to let him think I wasn't ready for this. I knew exactly what I wanted.

I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him down onto the bed. I leaned closer to his neck and began trailing kisses all over, causing a shaky break to escape his lips.

I could feel his hands coming to push me off. I didn't want this to end, so I began to use my teeth to nibble on his skin. The moment his entire body stiffened, I knew exactly what I had done. I had found his sweet spot, this sent a wave of excitement throughout my entire body and it only made me want to give him more pleasure.

As I continued to nibble on his sensitive skin, Harry let out a few quiet groans. I, then, began sucking and that's when a louder moan escaped his lips. I was getting wet just by hearing him, I wanted nothing more than for him to touch me.