Alluring Desire

oh her lips

Harry

Good evening. Madison right?" I asked the small girl in front of me. She was tiny and adorable. I know I'm 6,3 but this girl was like 5'0. I looked down at her to see her brown eyes twinkling up at me. She nodded.

"Um, come in I suppose." She spoke, her voice was like angel dust. I walked into her girly pink room, spotting pictures of her, school skirts in all variations of colours and my favourite of all - stockings/ knee highs. I sat on the other desk chair that was aligned under her desk beside her. The scent of her and her room was almost heaven like. It was a mixture of vanilla, and cookies that were fresh out of the oven.

"So I hear you've been getting C's in English." I tell her. She nods. So quiet, it was almost sexy.

"Speak darling." I say to her, not meaning to say 'darling'.

"Sorry, yeah I've been getting C's." She finally speaks. I nod in response, realising her slight shyness towards me.

"What are you finding harder the literature or language?" I ask.

"Definitely the literature." She responds casually.

"What specifically?" I ask, wanting more depth. As she explains what she is struggling with I can't help but stare at her features. Her long dark hair in a ponytail reached all the way to the chair she was on - could be because she's really short. Her eyelashes are long and natural, eyes as brown as chocolate, freckles draped across her small cute nose, a strong jawline and thin but full eyebrows. Also, I couldn't forget her lips. Oh her lips. They were full but not as big as Kylie Jenners. They looked so soft and pink and I so eagerly wanted to be biting into them.

"Um sir?" She asks. I snap out of the trance.

"Oh. Yeah. I mean. So, you struggle with Shakespeare we can cover that." I say desperately. She nods, smiling, revealing her dimples which we both have in common. "I have some Shakespeare worksheets which can help you develop your understanding of his work and more about his life." I explain, rummaging through my satchel. I could feel her eyes watching me. I handed them to her and she gets started straight away. Me being my clumsy self, I drop some sheets from my satchel underneath her desk, below her legs. She doesn't notice, and I don't want to distract her from working so I reach down myself. My hair lightly brushes again her thighs which her just slightly out from the knee high socks which I adored. I swear I could've heard her whimper quietly. I get out my laptop so I can find some quiz questions which were sent by my manger in my emails. A picture of an ex girlfriend appeared, I saw Madison look up.

"Ooh, who's that." She gushes, leaning over closer to my laptop and placing a small hand over my thigh. I look down at where her hand is positioned and it's so close to my crotch. I felt the sudden urge to just move it closer. But I don't.

"My, ex girlfriend." I reply, trying to take my mind off where her hand was. Why did I tell her that? Now she's going to want to know the story.

"Oh okay." She nodded and continued with her work, removing her hand from my thigh, guess she didn't want to know the story. I felt my self harden as I realise her skirt had ridden up. Right up to her upper thigh. Almost coincidentally, she drops her pencil far from her side. After trying to reach it while sitting down, she just stands up to get it and I get a perfect view of her white panties, laced with pink lace. Beautiful. She finishes off her work, I quiz her with some questions and then it's the end of our session. I check my watch quickly.

"That's the end of our session Madison, revise over those worksheets and I'll test you some more tomorrow." I inform her as she's nods for the one hundredth time.

"I never got your name." She says quickly before I leave.

"Mr Styles to you." I answer. I know what I'd much rather have her call me.