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the backseat

There you were, at the flea market like every Sunday, buying fresh fruits and vegetables for the week ahead and seeing what the other vendors had for you. It was something you enjoyed doing early in the day. When the air was still cool and the city around you was still waking up. It relaxed you. Even if you were all alone, walking around the flea market put you at ease.

As you were through the growing crowd of people someone tapped you on your shoulder, making you stop and turn around to see who it was. When you turned around you were face to face with a young many. He was taller than you, and his hair was a little out of control but you liked it. His beautiful green eyes met yours and he smiled at you.

“Hey.” He said. “I’m Harry.” He introduced himself to you.

“Y/N.” You replied with confidence. Just because he was a cute guy didn’t mean you were going to be shy. You didn’t even know why he had come up to talk to you in the first place.

You turned and started to walk again, looking at the vendors as you passed them. Harry was right by your side. His hands were shoved into his pockets.

“So,” He said as he weaved through the crowd, “I saw you from across the street. I was in that coffee shop and I looked over here and there you were. That sounds creepy, but I thought you’d be worth talking to.”

You nodded as you scanned over the fresh produce at of the vendors. “That’s fine. I don’t mind at all.” You said as you stepped up to the fruit and started to pick out some strawberries.

As you were doing that you could feel Harry’s presence behind you. You weren’t meaning to ignore him. You were just doing what you normally did.

"So, do you come here a lot?" He asked awkwardly. You laughed silently to yourself and noted how cute he was for trying.

That’s how the rest of the trip to the flea market went. You in your own little world as he asked questions about yourself and you giving him a few word answers. Something about him was charming, so you decided he was worth giving another shot.

The two of you walked to your car. Harry offered to carry your bags for you. It was a sweet gesture so when you got to the car you decided that you were going to return the favor in a big way.

"Thank you, Harry." You said to him as he put the last bag in the trunk. You walked over to the side door and opened it. "Can we talk for a few minutes?"

He nodded his head, smiling at your offer and climbed into the back seat of your car. You followed him in and sat down next to him, staying silent.

"So…" Harry started to say but before he had a chance to ask you anything you leaned over and pressed your lips to his.

The entire time you were walking around the flea market only one thing was on your mind. It was Harry. He was one of the first people who actually made an effort in showing that he was into you. He wanted to know more about you, and even though you didn’t ask him any questions in the flea market, that didn’t mean you weren’t interested. You were actually very interested, and the way you were kissing him now showed him that.

Harry broke the kiss and stared at you. You straddled his waist, and thanked God that you had tinted windows to somewhat conceal you from the world outside of the car.

“Why me?” You asked him, your arms were wrapped around his neck and you looked into his beautiful green eyes.

He leaned forward and kissed you. “Because you seemed worth it. I’m going to be honest and tell you that I saw you a few weeks ago. I wanted to talk to you then, but I didn’t, so when I saw you today I decided I should take a chance.”

“And now you’re in the back of my car with me on your lap.” You smiled.

Harry wiggled under you a little and you felt a slight bulge starting to grow in his pants. He laid down across the back seat of the car with you still on top of him. He was giving you a look. He wanted you just as much as you wanted him.

You started to grind your hips into his bulge, feeling it to harden more and more because of the friction. Harry bent his legs so he could lay down all the way. You sat up on your knees and lifted up the skirt you were wearing while he lifted his hips and pulled down his pants. You reached into the front seat and dug through your purse, finding a condom. Harry took it from you and quickly put it on. He pulled your panties out of the way and guided you down onto his length. You sank down and adjusted to the size of him before he started to help you move your hips.

You rested your hands on his chest and looked down at him while you rode him. Harry had his bottom lip in between his teeth, holding back his moans.

You started to rock your hips a little faster and wondered why you did this. It was cramped in the back seat. People could probably see you despite the tint on the windows. He wasn’t doing much either because there was no room for him. You tried to feel the pleasure from this though.

The way he did feel inside of you was pleasurable. If only you were in a bed, you could go about this differently. Instead, you just moved faster, moaning his name loudly and and swearing because of the pleasure he was bringing you.

The car was starting to rock back and forth and you leaned down and kissed Harry, forcing your tongue into his mouth and fighting his tongue for dominance. He was putting up a good fight, moaning into your mouth as he felt you move up and down his shaft. Your broke the kiss and pulled away slightly. Keeping yourself only a few inches away from his face. Sweat started to form along his brow and he was breathing heavier.

You removed one hand from his chest and stuck it against the window because you were starting to feel that good sensation deep in your core.

“Fuck.” He muttered as he started to thrust up. His long, hard length was hitting your g spot with each thrust.

“God!” You screamed, throwing your head back and sitting up straight. Harry’s hands held your hips hard. He helped moved your hips faster. You started to find the air in the car stuffy. You were sweating and panting. “I’m so close Harry.”

“Shit, Y/N. Me too.” His raspy voice said back to you. He kept thrusting and saying your name over. He kept pleading you to come all over him.

You couldn’t hold it in any longer and finally came all over his cock. You were screaming the entire length of your orgasm. When it had ceased, Harry released himself inside the condom. The two of you stayed where you were. In that position where you were on top of him with him breathing hard under you.

He helped you pull himself out of you and sat up on the seat. You readjusted your skirt as he did the same with his own pants. You used the rearview mirror to make sure your makeup wasn’t too smudged and to fix your hair a little. In the corner of your eye you could see him watching you with a smile plastered onto his face.

“So, I really only wanted to ask you for coffee, but if you aren’t up for that then I understand.” He said.

“We can go get some right now.” You smiled back at him.

He nodded and got out of the car, helping you get out as well. The rest of the day was spent just the two of you. Getting to know each other and laughing. You had a feeling that the next time you hung out it was going to be a lot better than what happened in the backseat.