Harry Styles Dirty Imagine

Harry dirty-imagine part1

You and Harry had been dating for a year now and he had promised you a massage before he went off to his interviews. He came in through the back door. You didn't hear him come in and started to feel hands massaging the back of your neck. You jumped a little but were relieved when you tilted your head back to see a smiling cupcake face framed with a mess of curls looking down on you.
Harry started to massage lower, going under the collar of your satin shirt. He made circular motions on your tight muscles above your shoulder blades. He felt that they were very tight and started to knead on them with more force, this caused you to groan involuntarily.
You moan, "Go a little lower." He responds, "Take off the shirt. It'll be easier for me to give you a massage."
That statement flusters you. Even though you and Harry have been dating for a year, he still hasn't seen you beyond booty shorts and a tank top. You decided to take your shirt off. You were happy you decided to put on a nice bra that day.
You cross your arms and started to lift, when you feel warm hands stopping you. "Here, let me help you." You say, "No, it's okay. I've got it" He doesn't let go of your hands and starts to pull them back down. You give in because you started to like where this was headed but did not want to admit it to yourself, let alone Harry.
You stare at Harry as he fisted the hem of your shirt and stuck out his index finger of both of his hands and as he lifted your shirt he dragged his fingertips up your belly. Goosebumps arose on your stomach and everywhere else on your body too. You stare into his eyes and see them much darker than they usually are. He shifts uncomfortably and looks away for a brief second. You take this chance by looking down and seeing a slight bulge forming in his pants.
When he had gotten your shirt up to your breasts, he flipped his hands to a more comfortable position and said "Lift your arms, babe." As you lifted your arms Harry cupped your breasts and lightly squeezed them. Then he continued to lift your shirt. You felt his hands coming up your arms. You could feel his smirk when he felt your Goosebumps rising again.
When the shirt finally came off you could feel his breath hitch and the couch shifting as Harry leaned forward to keep his boner from being visible. Your cheeks became flushed again but you ignored it. You turned around and lay down on the couch. Harry stood up so you could stretch out your legs. He sat down again, between your legs and got into a comfortable position before he began to massage your upper back again.
You didn't want to moan but it felt so good that you simply had to. He saw that you were fighting against a moan and said, "You don't have to fight it baby. Let it out." This statement made your stomach flutter and you felt yourself becoming wet.
You could feel a slight breeze coming from the open window of your home. The lights were on in your house, so that meant anyone could look in and see what you were doing, and for some reason that excited you even more. And this time it was your turn to shift uncomfortably.
Harry noticed and began to lower his hands to your lower back. He massaged the middle of your back on his way there. As he made his way down to your lower back he hooked his fingers on your straps and your clasp and lifted your bra. Since you hadn't taken off your bra all day that made you feel so good.
He then moved his massaging to your sides. You were a little ticklish so you giggled when he massaged there but tried to suppress them as much as you could. Harry leaned forward and kissed the back of your neck. And moved down your back. He kissed every vertebrate of your spine.
As he got lower you could feel his curls tickling your back again, making you giggle again. Harry whispered, "You're so gigglish today. I love it when you giggle." For the third time that night, you felt yourself get flustered.
Harry then began to kiss lower until he made it to your dimples in your back. He kissed your left dimple, then your right. He then went back to your left dimple and started to suck on it leaving a hickey, no doubt. He went to you right dimple and did the same. You moaned a little after you gasped at the new sensation. You had never had anyone touch you there and it felt nice, especially when he sucked there.
He started to use his hands again and massaged your vertebrate again. He whispered in your ear again "I'm going to get some lotion. It'll be easier to massage your back with that." The couch moved with his weight coming off of it.
He was gone only for a couple moments but in those moments I thought about what had just happened. Sure Harry and I would fool around sometimes but you felt like tonight will be different and you were hesitant for what was to come but pushed the thought away and moved your hands from above your head to a more comfortable position by your sides.

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