Last (Harry Styles)

Twenty Three

I knocked on Harry's door and he opened in a few seconds. "H-" I began to say, but was interrupted by his lips attacking mine.

He brought his hand up to cup my cheek, and his other tightened around my lower back, and I brought my hands around his neck.

He started walking backwards into his house, as his tongue swiped across my bottom lip. I granted him interest, and he backed me into the door, never breaking the kiss.

Our tongues twisted and tangled around each other while Harry's hands ran up and down my lower back under my shirt.

I finally broke away needing air.

"Well, hello to you too!" I laughed.

"Sorry. I haven't done that in a while." He looked down as a blush crept onto his face.

"Harry, we've never done that." I said, looking down, sounding more hurt than intended. Sure, we've made out his car or in the bathroom one morning, but never that.

He tilted my chin to look at him.

"Not like that, but we have."

"I guess you're right." I said, placing my lips on his. I felt him smile into the kiss, which made me smile.

"Jump." He whispered. I obliged, and wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me down the hall and into his bedroom.

He kissed my jaw and licked a stripe up my neck, all while laying me down on his bed. He straddled me and began harshly sucking at the skin just below my ear lobe, my sweet spot.

I breathed out his name which caused him to bulge a little. I felt it on my stomach.

His hands roamed under my shirt, and I couldn't find it in me to stop him. This isn't what I want. I'm not ready. Why can't I stop him?

He pulled away, and looked at me. Green eyes searching my brown ones.

"Do you really want to do this?" He asked.

"I... uhm." I started after a few minutes of saying nothing.

"Kris, don't worry. If you don't want to, I'm not gonna make you or judge you. You've never done it and I understand. Just tell me." He said, whilst searching my eyes, and running his fingertips along my forearm.

"N-no.. I don't.... w-wa-"

He kissed me, "It's okay." He whispered, before kissing me softy again.

We ended up making out for about twenty minutes, never breaking away. It was nice, and Harry was a great kisser.

"You're a great kisser." I whispered, before looking down, embarrassed.

"Don't be embarrassed love." He said.

I still didn't look at him.

"Look at me." He said softly, tilting my chin up to him.

"You're a great kisser, too." He said, never breaking eye contact, or his hold on my chin.

"Okay, then why are we talking?" I whispered against his neck. He smirked, and placed his lips on mine. He swiped his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I parted my lips as his tongue explored my mouth.

I smiled as he ran his hands up my arms, to cup my face in his hands. He started to kiss down my jaw again, leaving wet, sloppy kisses down my neck and on my collarbone. 

"Haaarrryyy." I moaned when he harshly sucked on my sweet spot.

"Well fuck. Don't do that." He growled in my ear. I smiled knowing exactly what I did to him.

"Hey Kris?" he asked.

"Yeah?" I said, breathless.

"You said we couldn't fuck, but could I still make you feel good in another way?"

I cringed when he said 'fuck'.

"What are you asking?" I asked, confused.

"Can I finger you?" He asked so casually.

I felt my face heat up. I hid my face in his chest. I contemplated for a few moments.

"Y-yeah..." I said, still hidden in his shirt.

He layed me down, and took off my shorts, and panties. He held up my panties and smirked.

"I like these." He stated, referring to my black lace.

"Harry!" I whined, earning a laugh from him.

He rubbed my sensitive area before running a finger over my entrance, teasingly. I arched my back as he stuck two fingers. I hissed when he pulled them out.

"Shh.." He said. I obliged as he shoved a third finger inside of me. He started pumping, and I began to moan.

I arched my back when he started to pump faster. I fisted his comfortor, enjoying the euphoric sensation. I've never felt anything like it.

I tensed around his fingers, when he curled them inside me. "Relax." He whispered, proceeding with his previous action. I moaned his name arching my back.

"Does that feel good?" He asked.

I nodded unable to form coherent words.

He pumped in and out of me about four more times. "You close?" He asked.

"Mmmmm" I moaned in response.

"Let it go." He said. My muscles relaxed as I came undone. He brought his fingers up to his lips, and sucked on them earning a gasp from me. He chuckled, "Sweet."

"Wow." I whispered still breathless.

"Was it good?" He asked.

"Oh... my.. god.." Was all I could manage. He smirked.

"How did it feel?" He asked.

Why was he asking this questions? Shouldn't my orgasm be enough?

"Well, that was my first orgasm." I said.

"I know.. but how good are my fingers?" He asked.

"Amazing." I breathed out, earning a chuckle from him.

He leaned over and kiss me, gently before handing me my panties and shorts.

A/N: I START SCHOOL TOMORROW & I AM CRYING :( anyway 137 views you guise are amazing. I hope you like this chapter(; byyye