Intoxicating || h.s.

Chapter 3

I look over at Harry, pulling out my earphone.

He looks over at me, eyes going wide when he looks down at where his hand is located.

"Parker I'm so sor-."

"It's fine, Harry. Just don't let it happen again." I give him a small smile, earning one in return. "Let me know when it's five minutes before the bell rings, yeah?"

He nods, bringing his bottom lip in between his teeth.

Which I found incredibly sexy.

I groan silently, putting my head back down and drifting into sleep.

I moan as his tongue works on my center. He begins to suck on my clit while slipping two fingers into my heat, pumping at a fast rate.

"Tell me how it feels, baby." He groans against me. "Tell me how good I'm making you feel."

"It feels amazing baby."

He starts to pump faster. I'm grabbing his hair and moaning like crazy. As I feel myself reaching my peak, he adds another finger.

"Come for me, Parker."

I do as told, screaming out in please and trying so hard to keep my eyes open. He raises up from my vagina, smiling at me.

Harry smirks, licking his fingers clean.

"I think it's your turn to return the favor."

"Parker?" I raspy voice speak.

My eyes open, meeting Harry's eyes.

"We have a few minutes before we leave." He says in a much deeper voice.

I nod, starting to register what just happened.

I had a wet dream about Harry.

I run my hands over my face as the bell rings. I shoot up from my seat, practically running out the door.

"Parker wait!"

I turn around, Harry towering me as I looked up at him.

"You forgot your backpack." He holds it out to me.

"Thanks, Harry." I smile before turning around to walk away.

"Oh and Parker?"

I turn around again, "Yeah?"

He walks closer to me, biting his lip before leaning close to my ear.

"Sweet dreams, baby." I freeze. His lips brush my ear before he turns and walks away.

I just stand there, watching his figure until he disappears.

How did he know? Did I moan his name or something?

"Hey babe." I feel someone hug me from behind as they kiss my cheek.

Dylan.

"Hi." I turn around in his arms to face him.

"I didn't see you at the spot where we usually meet. So I just kept walking."

"That's fine. At least I get to see you before lunch." I smile at him. "How was computer?"

"It was okay I guess. How was art?"

Oh how interesting art was.

"It was good I guess. I finished my project in ten minutes." I smile proudly, earning a chuckle from him. "And your friend Harry was in there for intervention."

"Really?" I nod, "Did he do anything?"

"What do you mean?" I arch an eyebrow.

"Like to you."

Should I tell him how he out his hand on my thigh? If I did it would cause drama.

"No. You're his best mate. Why would he?"

Seriously, why would he?

"Okay. As much as I would love to stay in the hallway with you, I have to go to class and you have to go to lunch." He kisses me on the lips, placing a hand on my hip.

"Okay, text me and have fun." I wink as he lets me go and starts walking.

"Ha, yeah right."

As I walk to lunch, my phone vibrates in my back pocket. I pull it out and read what it says.

From: Unknown Number

Sweet dreams. Xx

Holy fuck.