That Co-Worker [Harry Styles]

Chapter Ninety-One

Chapter Ninety-One

WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT

ARE YOU GUYS READY

FINALLY
AFTER YOUR HARD WORK OF WAITING....

HERE YOU GO! (You've been warned.)

* D a r c y *

It was surprising that my nervous state hasn't hit me. Despite of my slight trembling hands. The green eyes I was currently admiring seemed like he wanted to keep my hand moving but at the same time ...frightened?

"I really am curious." I whisper.

My hand - where it was placed below his belly button - vanishes onto his cheek. He lowly takes a weak breath and places his hand above mine. Then an appearing grin grows upon his lips. "You look beautiful without your clothes." He says. "But I think you're going to really regret this." My tingle feeling evaporated in a second, making my cheeks heat and uncomfortably shift of the bed. Well, I am on my period and my mood goes high and low. I sigh, taking a good amount of my hair pushing it back for no reason. Harry may have gotten the memo that maybe nothing might happen because he knows he is right.

"But still." I look away, now fumbling with the Harry's shirt he had on a moment ago. "It seemed so right."

"It is." He said simply but my eyes remained on his white shirt. "I always wanted this to happen." Harry confesses, and I look up to again meet with his divine green eyes again. "You and those loose shirts, buttoned up ones, and god those long cardigans!" He laughs, taking the hold of my hand and cheek. "I couldn't really defined how your body actually looked like or how big your breasts were or how white you actually are or how soft the your skin is on top of my finger tips. Everything was all a complete mystery." It made me proud that he was saying this because it reassured me I am doing the right things to keep my body unexposed. Then I look down, where I had only a bra and underwear, which he has not once seen since I took my night gown off only minutes ago. All he had attention on was my eyes. "You're almost naked in front of me but really Mary? You really want to do this here? In your moms house? I honestly wanted to do it when we were kissing but then again... I chose not too."

"Why?" I gulp, taking in the true facts that he was informing.

"Because you should feel the connection of our love when we ever go this far." He explained.

"I did." I confess. "I truly had a feeling that felt right, Harry." The tingle was present again, pushing myself closer to his thin body. "I honestly did." I confess.

Harry squeezed my hands tightly and connected our foreheads together. He inhaled and exhaled deeply, shaking his head in a disapproval way. I knew where this was leading to, so I handed him his t-shirt. He took it off my hands gently set it on. Harry was still in his briefs and I was still almost completely bare.

"I know you." He speaks. "You might regret it and me." His voice shallowly retorted, giving me a soft and saddening expression that kind of hurt me.

"You?" I scoot in a little closer to him, putting my hand on the side of his jaw. "Why do you think that?"

Harry gently admired my hand on the side of his jaw, closing his eyes very softly. His hand swept over mine, rubbing the upper top of my palm so swiftly and quietly made me curl my toes. "You said it when we were walking out of the plane. You seemed frantic about what your parents would think if we have ever done anything sexual. Face it baby, you're just a little horny." The way he said it was so easy and not hesitant at all. It made me hide my face because I realized it true. Tilt my head on 'horny' because normally I don't turn at any way in that way.
And I was/am.