It's Complicated... - H.S

Chapter 31: TiO

A/N: Fair warning... It's bout to get dirty in here... really... really dirty...

HARRY'S POV:

She pushes me into her room, and onto her bed, practically throwing me down, and I didn't expect her to be so excitingly scary, but incredibly sexy at the same time. I watch her as I prop myself up on my elbows, watching her as she watches me. She teases me, moving her hands down her perfect body, her eyes staying locked on me as she does. She moves her hands back, unzipping her skirt, letting it fall from her body. Her perfect thighs meeting her small waist, her body perfectly curving together. I lean forward, but she steps back.

"Not yet." She mumbles, giving me harsh eyes. She pushes me back again, and I stay put this time, watching the show, letting her continue on. She wears a decadent pair of black lace panties, I want to pull them off with my teeth, to indulge in her right now, but she won't let me. My mouth is practically watering as she pulls off the bodysuit she wears, pulling it over her head, messing her hair up as she does. She gives me a dangerous grin, and loses every bit of sexy, turning completely adorable in a matter of seconds as she jumps on top of me.

"You're so cute.." I mumble, watching her and she leans up completely, giving me a pressed look. "Nevermind... Not cute at all." I shake my head, hiding my smile, and she rolls her eyes.

"Okay listen, being dominant is hard, especially when you look like you do." She crosses her arms, sitting completely down on me, only causing me to groan.

"Well you're doing a great job at making me want you so-"

"That doesn't count.. I can practically walk into the room in sweats and give you a look and your dick is hard, that's not impressive." She huffs, and I shrug.

"Fine then. Have it your way." I move up, getting off of the bed, flipping her right off of me. "I'll be upstairs." I mumble, keeping my voice light.

"What? Why?" She sits up quickly.

"I'm not really feeling it." I shrug my shoulders, lying through my teeth, knowing I'm hard as a fucking rock, but also knowing she's going to eat this shit up... It'll get her where she needs to be... Get her to the bossy dominant state she wants to be at.

"Well that bulge in your pants says differently." She grits her teeth, and I smirk.

"Well maybe I'm thinking of someone else." I throw it out, and instantly regret it as the anger flashes on her face.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?" She whispers, her voice rough.

"I was joking, I-"

"Repeat what you just fucking said right now!" She starts toying with the waistband of her underwear, her angry eyes on me.

"Maybe.. Maybe I'm thinking of someone else." I repeat the untrue words, and she pulls her underwear off, keeping her eyes locked on me. Her hands move down her body, moving on the tops of her thighs. "What are you doing?" I ask, swallowing harshly.

"Thinking of someone else.." She puts her hand between her thighs, touching herself, moving where I wish I could, and the second I hear the soft moan leave her lips I move forward. "No." She stops herself, her eyes dark now, and I do.. Stopping myself exactly where I stood the second she spoke. "Stand right there. Do not fucking do anything but look at me." She instructs, and I stand with my hands by my sides, palms sweaty, dick throbbing against my jeans. She touches herself again, this time her moan louder, and I grip my legs, staring at her face. She's playing this up, I know her, I know that's exactly what she's doing, she wants to fucking torture me.