Louis' long lost sister

Chapter twenty two

Eleanor pulls out a white slip from the dare jar and unfolds it "Oh shit" she says with a giggle "Well for this dare we will need two volunteers from the audience, you'll see why in a second. So the two players must have a tongue race. The two volunteers will lay on their back on a flat surface and have three lines of salt poured on them from the bottom of their rib cage to their belly button. The players must lick off the lines and whoever can get the most in ten seconds wins" She says while trying to hold back more giggles.

Simple enough. "So who's stomach am I licking?" I ask while looking around our group.

"You can lick mine" Harry says while raising his hand. The girls holler along with the guys excluding Louis who just looks uncomfortable.

"Well I guess I'll be licking Liam then" Danielle says and walks over to her boyfriend.

We all make our way to the kitchen and the volunteers get I top of the counter. Ruth and Gemma lift up their brothers shirts and pour the salt on.

It's time for us to get ready so I climb into the table and straddle Harry. My cheeks heat up. I'm just starting to realize what I'll be doing and the position I'm in.

No turning back now.

Danielle joins me on the table and Eleanor starts a count down.

"On you marks,
Get set,
Go!" I bend down and start licking. The salt feels weird on my tongue not to mention Harry's slight chest hair. I finished one and a half lines and I start to speed up. I hear them timing me and I only have three seconds left.

Two.

One.

They tell us to stop and I pull away to see Harry's face red. I only had one line left! I look over to Liam's stomach and he has one and a half lines left. I WON!

"The winner of this round is Freya" Eleanor says while Danielle unhooks her bra from under her shirt and hands it over.

I wave it around in the air as a flag while still straddling Harry. The movement of my arm causes the rest of my body to sway, thus rubbing against Harry's lower half. It takes me a moment to realize what I'm doing but once I do I climb off and notice that Harry's jeans are slightly tighter in the groin region.

If you know what I'm saying.

I don't think anybody else really noticed because they all begin talking and drinking something Zayn pulled out of the "booze" cabinet. Danielle plugs her phone into the sound system in the living room and we all begin dancing with one another.

There's some traditional single dancing, some cheesy moves (like the sprinkler), and of course the "I'm gonna dance in a way that will scar children for life". I was in the middle of doing the first option when I felt two arms wrap around my waist and begin to move with me. Looking down I can tell that they are Harry's from his tattoos. We grind a little here and there. Careful not to go to hard because of the fact my brother is in the room somewhere.

I reach my hands behind me to run my hands along his neck and hairline. Soft kisses begin to trail down and around my neck. This continues for a little bit longer and I don't even realize that we have been slowly making our way out of the room.

I turn to face him. Forehead to forehead. My hand is still on his neck and his arms are still around my waist. I smile at him and grab his hand. I pull him slowly out of the room and towards the stairs. When we are halfway up the stairs, Harry stops us and slams me up against the wall attacking my mouth with kisses. Right before he can stick his tongue down my throat, I step aside and throw him a playful smirk. In return, I get an groan.

We continue on our path up the stairs and eventually make it to his room. We stumble in and he closes the door. We stand now in the center of his room where he grabs my neck and pulls me in and begins kissing me again. This time when I feel his tongue trying to sneak it's way into my mouth I let my tongue join in on the fun as well.

Harry begins to slowly back up, not breaking the kiss. Eventually, we land on his bed with me ,once again, straddling him. His hands reach behind me and grope my butt and pulls me closer. I can feel myself gens against his already hard groin and begin to grind back and forth a little harder. Harry lets out a groan and squeezes my ass even harder.

We don't stop kissing while Harry flips us up so now I'm sitting on his lap. His hands slowly find his way up my top and begin to fiddle with my bra strap. After a few failed attempts he finally gets it undone and throws it across the room. He then reached to the front to cup my boobs. His hands are chillier than I realized I guess because I lost out a small squeal when I felt his icy fingers around my boobs. Harry only smiles into the kiss and continues to fondle.

Soon he switches to my neck and I can feel his teeth nibbling. A moan escapes from my mouth involuntary. I grind more not realizing I stopped when he flipped us. After a little on my neck Harry goes back to my lips and-

The door gets pushed open and the light is turned on. M heart is beating so hard right now. I break off of Harry and look to see Liam standing in the doorway smiling and shaking his head. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here. You missy better get out of here and into your room before somebody comes up and sees you. And Harry you better smooth down your hair. It looks like you guys just had sex. You're both lucky it was me who came in here and not Louis. You would both be screwed." I climb off of Harry's lap and begin the walk of shame past Liam and down the hall and to my room where the girls are waiting for me.

They ask me where I was so I tell them I was in the bathroom. I go to my walk in closet and start stripping all the extra clothes only to realize that I left my bra in Harry's room.

I'll have to get it another day. I put on a new one, walk out, and lay on my bed. The rest of the night is spent asking random questions till we fall asleep.