SWEETHEART • H.S

•Fourteen•

Harry's Pov

I stared at the prick through the glass of the interrogation room.

Natalia stood next to me staring at him as well.

Natalia Jones.

I never knew one small woman could make me feel like I was on top of the world one minute and the next she'd be making me feel like I was going insane.

Her mood swings were beginning to give me whiplash and I don't know why the hell she intrigues me the way she does.

"How do we know he'll tell us anything?"

Her soothing voice echoed through my ears, giving me a pleasurable shiver throughout my body as she pulled me out of my thoughts.

"We don't. Looks like we might have to beat it out of him if I'm being completely honest"

She looked over at me with amusement.

"Why Mr. Styles, breaking the rules are we?"

God, I could feel myself harden from her playful tone.

Focus Styles.

When have you ever let a woman have such an effect on you?

Don't start now.

"If it's to get the information we need then so be it. We've been working on this case on and off for three years now. It sadly began with your father"

Her expression saddened which made me grow soft and want to hold her close.

"Come here"

She widened her eyes only for a second before she walked up to me and buried her face into my chest as I wrapped a supporting arm around her.

I just watched the fûcker through the glass again before Mike and Reid burst in to interrogate him.

I noticed how Reid stared at Natalia and I knew he wanted her.

Well that's just too fûcking bad because I've taken her twice now and there's no telling how many more times I will.

The thought of her shaking and moaning the way she did when her orgasm hit only made me harder.

Dammit.

These damn dress pants were starting to feel uncomfortable and because Natalia was standing in front of me, I could tell she could feel it.

"Harry?"

Her tone was playful and I just stayed silent.

There's no way she'd do anything here.

The chances of someone walking in on us were high and I didn't think she would commit to such a risky act.

But as always, she surprised me.

Her hands made their way to my belt and zipper, undoing the simple barriers and sticking her hand in my boxers to stroke me.

I grunted against the top of her head since she was still standing in front of me.

If anything, it looked like I was supporting her with a hug.

Her small hands were smooth, warm and moving their way up and down on me making me twitch.

She used her thumb to circle around my tip, spreading the precûm I know was there.

"So wet for me"

I rewarded her actions with a kiss against the part below her ear and began sucking on it which gave me the reaction I was kind of hoping for.

"Take me Harry"