Mr. Harry Styles

28 Mike

"Where were you last night?"

Diana wasn't angry, she just wanted to know. I slid down at the table and took some food. I smiled at her.

"I took a few beers with a guy from work." and his name is Mike. "And it become later against what I had planned."

She seemed to trust me, that was her mistake.

"It's okay. I went to sleep early and I was still planning all day." She looked at me again. "So what were you talking about?"

I smiled and I felt like I was a little idiot.

"About the job and about the future."

Diana smiled big and she cocked her head.

"Yes the future?" She seemed to think I had been sitting for a whole evening and talked about her. "You know it's approaching that big day?"

I nodded and drank some coffee.

"Yes, and you can handle all the details?"

She nodded and put food in her mouth.

"Yes and Gemma helping me all the way."

I continued to eat. It hurt in my hole, after what had happened and actually, I liked that feeling. I enjoyed the pain. I knew there was no point in lying to myself, but I knew that Diana would never understand. Mike was the best thing that had happened to me, but he was just a pastime. I liked the idea that he gave me what I wanted in the bed and when I got home I got everything else. I also knew that I was a shit, who was cheating on his girlfriend. But still I couldn't stop to accept the new Niall. It was as if I opened up new doors all the time and I wanted to do that even more.

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Mike wasn't rich. He lived in a less popular area and his apartment needed renovation. Still, I didn't care about that little detail. Mike kissed me as soon as he had opened the door and he pulled me into the apartment.

"I'm so glad you're here." he said. I noted that he hadn't shaved his face, and that made him look a little older.  He closed the door and he looked straight at me. He only had on a pair of soft pants and I liked to stare at his naked torso. Yes, he was a strong man and he really had been working with his muscles.

"Are you hungry?" he asked quickly. I smiled and looked around his apartment. A living room and a bedroom. The kitchen was just a small kitchen and you couldn't even be two people in there.

"So you live here?"

Mike nodded a little bit.

"I know I have a pretty boring home, but I still plan to move to a nicer area. I have just received a higher salary and I intend to save for the future."

I didn't care about his future. All I wanted was his body. I looked at him again and I let my eyes fall down between his legs. Mike came up with a big smile and he sensed what I was looking for.

"Already?" he asked dully. "I thought we were going to talk to each other and then maybe fuck?"

I went up to him. I let my index finger take hold of the waistband and I looked into his eyes.

"Do I look like I want to talk?"

He moaned a little bit and shook his head.

"No, you look as if you want to do more."

I let my hand slide down inside the fabric and I felt immediately that he hadn't boxers on. I let the palm move over his part down and slowly I felt it become harder. Mike groaned and he seemed to like that I took command over him. I let my hand slide further down and I caught up his balls. Mike closed his eyes and he parted his lips. He liked it and that made me just wanting to do more. I massaged them a little between my fingers and I noticed that his hard part now stood straight out. I peered down between the fabric and his body. I stared at it. Yes, I wanted more of that.