My hand was gripped tightly in Harry's as he tugged me up the steps to his flat. I felt like my heart was in my mouth as he forced the door open before abruptly shutting it behind us. He didn't waste time in ridding me of my jacket, hanging it up. The warmth of Harry's touch could be felt on my lower back as a large hand guided me along the hallway to a door that I knew was his bedroom. My mind flashed through the images of what had happened last time I was here.
I heard the door close before Harry came up behind me, my body jumping slightly as his fingers pushed my hair off my forehead. Plump lips were pressed to the skin of my neck, nibbling and sucking. I was suddenly spun round to face him, my chest rising and falling heavily. Harry could tell how nervous I was as he took my trembling hands in his large ones. He kept eye contact with me as he brought one hand up to his mouth, leaving a light kiss on the skin.
"I'll be gentle." He whispered.
I watched him kick his converse off before slowly kneeling down in front of me. His large hands caressed the my thigh through my jeans.
My leg was raised, hands gripping onto Harry's broad shoulders as he took my shoe off. The process was repeated with the other foot, before he stood to his full towering height in front of me. Harry's head flicked to his large bed, instructing me to move over to it, which I hesitantly did as he followed.
He pulled me up so I was kneeling, sat up on the bed. My body facing away from him as he knelt behind me. A strong arm wrapped round my waist, decreasing the distance between us as my back pressed to Harry's front. His lips hummed in my ear as I rolled my head back to his shoulder. My body tensed as I felt his hand run down my torso. Harry's touch sent tingles through my body. His strong arm held me as I squirmed against him. He skimmed his warm hand up the inside of my thigh, just as he did in the club. A whimper fell from my lips as Harry's fingers lightly touched my growing bulge. He began to rub over the sensitive area as my hips moved with the touch. I struggled to draw in breath, the feeling of his fingers jumbling my thoughts. My backside rubbed against his crotch as he increased the pressure. All the while his raspy voice whispered dirty things into my ear. It shocked me slightly as he told me all the things he wanted to do to me.
"Harry." I breathily gasped.
He groaned, his fingers moving up and undoing my belt and undoing the zip. His fingers imediately slipped under boxers I was wearing. I cried out in surprise, no-one had ever touched me like this before. My body began to slump against his. My shaking legs finding it difficult to keep me up, even though my back was still pressed firmly to his front. Harry's fingers slowly stroking me, eliciting whimpers from me.
"Mmm." He huskily whispered into my ear.
Hot kisses were trailed down my neck as he continued to pleasure me. It startled me a little as Harry shifted, taking me with him as he sat on the edge of the bed. I still faced away from him, sitting on his lap.
"Up." He instructed.
I complied, standing as Harry's large hands then slowly began to pull down my jeans and boxers. He was going so slow, it was embarrassing, he let out a groan until my whole backside was exposed to him. "You're ass is incredible." He almost moaned behind me. I felt his soft lips press a light kiss on each side, before quickly ridding me of any clothing on my bottom half.
"Sit. Slowly." He commanded. I inched myself down and as I did, his hands directing to separate my legs wider, eventually spreading them so my legs hung either side of his lap. My head lazily turned to catch a glimpse of Harry bringing his fingers up to his mouth. He sucked on them before pulling them out. "Put your feet on my knees and spead them for me, beautiful." I did what he old me, his rough fingertips then ran up the inside of my thighs before one hand started stroking me very slowly. His other hand trailed further down, his middle finger teased my entrance. I knew he was being careful, easing the finger in gently. But it didn't stop the small uncomfortable moans falling from my mouth. My head rested back on his shoulder again, struggling to breathe as he pushed in deeper. His strong arm gripped my waist in an attempt to stop me from wriggling.
