libidinous || h.s

♥ six ♥

[sex scenes ahead]

Ceila

We pulled out the McDonald's parking lot and he placed the to-go bag on my lap. Harry's veigny hand gripped my thigh while his other hand steered the wheel of the car. His eyes were focused on the road but, glanced at me every once in a while. His red lip in between his teeth making it more dark making me wonder what was going on in his mind. I'd be his, if he'd asked. The car starts to ring because of the bluetooth connected to his phone.

The call named popped up as, "Pierce Killian."

Harry quickly ended the call in an annoyed way and looked back at the road. I was curious for the reason but, still the image of his head between my legs popped up and I clamped my legs shut and my eyes became wide. He asked me if I was alright but, all I could do was nod. I could easily feel my panties go damp, the image not leaving my brain.

"Fuck." I whimpered needing his touch as I began feeling the tingly sensation. The desirable pleasure I missed from him was overbearing. "What's wrong Celia?" Harry asked with urgency.

"Uh- nothing."

He thought about my actions and smirked finally knowing what I meant. "It's okay baby girl, that will be fixed once we get to my place."

"I feel greedy. I already had my pleasure for today and you haven't." I pouted.

He ran his hand over his crotch, "I want you to know something okay? With me, you'll get more if you beg for it." He chuckled.

I moaned quietly and he smiled, "We are going to have some fun. Believe me." He turned on the radio and coincidentally Sex by The 1975 was playing. Harry looked over at me winking. His brown hair waved in the wind, his green eyes reflecting the road ahead of us. The world stopped and it was just me and him riding in his car.

I crave fiery passion in my life. I've had other lovers but, I never wanted more with them. With him, I feel wild. I don't need another person as a filler in my life. I need a person who is the firecracker in my life, to ignite and make me feel alive.

[...]

I grabbed the McDonald's bag and came out the car. His apartment complex stood tall and the outer frame was made of glass. Way more fancy than my building. I followed Harry into the lobby and noticed a keypad next to the elevator doors. He unlocked it with a number code and let me step in before him. He stood behind me, holding me close and pressing his bulge against my ass.

He brushed my hair to the other side, exposing the right side of my shoulder. Harry started to kiss my neck, licking and sucking lightly trying to find my sweet spot. It was in the middle of my neck and he knew it was there as soon as I pushed my ass against him.

The doors opened on the last floor and we hurried to his apartment in excitement. As soon as he closed the door behind us, he pressed my back against the door.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard."

I moaned as he pressed his body into me. His hands on my hips and lips on my neck. A growl left his lips. His hands found the hem of my shirt and lifted it over my head. "You are so beautiful baby girl." He attacked my chest with kisses and unclipped my bra. He swiftly grabbed my thighs and wrapped them around his waist. My instincts kicked in and both of my arms wrapped around his neck. His plump red lips smashed into my own and our tongues fought for dominance as he walked up to his bedroom in his arms. He pushed me up against a wall length window in his room.