blue (book one) - h.s. ✔️ watty's 2019

chapter 29 - harry (warning: sex scene)

I have no words for my actions back there. How could something so sinful feel so right? I drive aimlessly for what feels like hours before deciding on going to a strip club since there's nothing else to do at this hour. I pull into the drive way and head straight to the back bypassing the line due to regularity. This shit hole is always packed with pathetic, worthless shitheads.

I walk passed a couple of girls dancing on an older man wearing a wedding ring and can't help the string of curse words that flood my brain for his infidelity.

Shaking my head of his wrongdoings, I head to the back to get the image of Parker out of my head. On my way to the back, I see my old buddy Reggie drunk off his ass and decide to fuck with him a bit.

"Hey Reg, man. I see you finally got rid of the herpes from that one chick. . ." I say acting as if the girls straddling his lap aren't there.

Smirking, I continue.

"Oh fuck. My bad. Herpes isn't curable," I say in a mock seriousness that's only apparent to me and Reg, and the girls on his lap quickly make their way out of the small backroom.

The joke was poorly executed, but after a couple drinks no one could really pick up on anything.

Laughing, I take a seat next to my old friend and wince only slightly when he slaps the back of my head.

"Now fuck off, kid. I can't have fake rumors like that going around here. I'd be without pussy for months," he says and we both share a laugh at his priorities.

"How ya doin' man? It's been a minute. What brings you around these parks?" He goes on.

I've known Reg for a couple of years now. Met him back when things were. . . a lot a better than they are now. He was a better person. Funny how fast things change.

"Just the usual. What you got around here these days?" I ask desperate.

Flashes of Parker's hot lips cross my mind and I give Reg a look that could only be described as urgent.

Chuckling at my anticipation he calls in one of the body guards standing on the outside of the room and after a swift exchange of words the bigger guy leaves to his position prior.

"This one is new, Styles. She's our best as of right now. Good luck, bro," he says chuckling, before leaving the tiny room and switching on the 'do not disturb' sign.

As I wait for her arrival, I help myself to one of the cigs on the shelf and pull out my lighter. I'm sure Reg wouldn't mind. The familiar smoke fills my nostrils and I relish in the familiarty. After a little while, a blonde curvy girl comes in and she is undeniably beautiful. She's pretty tall, just a little shorter than me and has short curled hair. Her breasts are pushing out of her shirt and even the slightest sneeze could knock one out.

Perfect.

"Are you Harry, daddy?" She asks in the most annoying voice I have ever heard and I simply nod uninterested.

Without hesitation her next actions are uncalculated. She swiftly slips off her bra and her shirt while straddling my waist. I grip her waist, cigarette in my mouth and moan quietly as she starts sucking on my neck. My hands slide up to her breast as her boney hands slip underneath my shirt. I stop her instantly.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me," I seethe threw my teeth, which causes her to shake a little. I've only ever let one person touch me in that way and there's no way this cheap whore will be contestant number two.

I ignore her reaction as my mouth finds her right breast and my hand her left. After what seems like forever of her sloppy kisses, I finally grow hard and unbuckle my pants. I feel her take me in her hands and wince at her blunt force. She mutters an apology but I ignore her as I start sucking on her breasts.

I feel her go down on me and instantly she has me in her mouth.

"You're so big," she says taking all of me in.

I keep myself from looking down at her as the sight disgusts me and throw my head back trying to enjoy it. I close my eyes and instantly. . . Parker appears and the image pisses me off.

I pull the slender girl from below and gesture for her to ride me. After I slide on the condom, almost instantly she slides myself in her and there is absolutely no tightness.

She's wet as fuck.

After about eight minutes of her riding me, I grow bored and decide to take control. Forcing her down on the bed on the opposite end of the room. I fuck her face down and continue until I climax. When I'm done I hear her going on and on about how amazing it was and block her out as I could care less about her opinion.

I find myself growing angry at one simple fact and to even acknowledge it makes me want to yell: I couldn't stop thinking about Parker.