That Summer

Chapter 8

A/N: Some sexual content is in this chapter! Just a warning, it isn't much but it's still some! If you don't want to read it, then don't.  

Luckily, I was prepared to go out. I brought my little black dress just in case. If I had been sharing a room with my dad he would have never let me leave the hotel because honestly, I was dressed a bit sexy for being eighteen. 

I knocked on Harry’s door but dropped my phone in the process. I bent down the grab it as Harry opened the door. His jaw dropped when I was bent over due to the fact that I had given him a full view of my chest. “Wow, you look great.” He said.

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” I winked.

“What got into you?” He smirked, closing the door behind him.

“I’m just ready to go have some fun!”

“I like this side of you.”

“You’ll like me even more when I’ve had a few drinks.” I winked again before walking toward the elevator.

We jumped into a cab and went to the nearest club the driver could find. Thanks to my chest, our wait to get in wasn’t very long. I pulled Harry to the dance floor and started to dance and grind against him. “Let’s go get some drinks.” Harry suggested after a while.

He led me over to the bar and ordered us a few rounds of shots. Lucky for us the bartender didn’t card us. We downed the drinks quickly and got back out to the dance floor. This night was just what I needed.

It was three in the morning when we stumbled back into the hotel. “Thanks for going out with me tonight.” Harry said opening my room door for me.

“No, thank you. This was exactly what I needed.” I giggled.

“You’re so cute.” Harry giggled himself.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with his curls. “I’m only cute?” I whispered seductively in his ear before biting it softly.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed our bodies flush together. “You’re beautiful.” He whispered.

I started to kiss and suck on Harry’s neck causing him to moan softly. “I’m going to make you scream.” I whispered in his ear before pushing him back onto the bed. I started to undo his belt buckle and slid off his pants, revealing a large bulge in his boxers. “Excited, Styles?” I teased, running my fingers across the rim of his boxers.

“Tease!” He whined.

I pulled off his boxers in one swift motion and wrapped a hand around his member, making him cry out. My hand moved up and down his hard shaft causing heat from the speed. As Harry reached his climax, I took his whole member into my mouth and swallowed. “Fuck!” Harry gasped. “That was good.”

“That’s just the beginning.” I said crawling on top of him and capturing his lips in a hungry kiss.

Harry’s hands landed on my hips and pushed us together, grinding against me. One hand pushed up my dress and started to rub me through my underwear. He flipped us over so that he was now on top and quickly removed my clothing. He brought is mouth to my left nipple and started to suck and bite it. “Shit, Harry.” I moaned, tugging his curls.

After a few more minutes of teasing each other Harry thrust into me, making me scream.  By the end we were shaking and drenched in sweat, smelling heavily of sex and soon fell asleep in each other’s arms. 

The next morning my head was pounding and I was alone, just like I knew I would be. Last night was a mistake and we both knew it. I quickly showered and went to go find a Starbucks. “Elizabeth!” I heard Zayn call after me.