Tiny Dancer

Chapter 9 - wakey, wakey baby

Luci's POV

My eyes fluttered as I slowly woke. I stretched my legs and arms out, I suddenly remembered last night. Having sex with Harry Styles. Speaking of Harry, where is he? I looked around the room and couldn't see him, I then heard the door open. I quickly pretended I was asleep, good thing I used to take drama classes.

I heard footsteps coming closer to me, the bed level changed a bit when the person sat on it. A hand stroked my cheek and I pretended to sigh peacefully in my sleep making the person who I now know was Harry chuckle. "Gosh she's so cute." I heard him say. I then felt his lips peck mine, I opened my eyes slowly, and then I saw a smiling Harry, staring at my half covered up naked body.

"Hey babe." He said to me, "Hey.." I trailed off while I was yawning and stretching my body out. "How did you sleep?" He asked, "Pretty good, you?" He sighed and looked me deep in the eyes, "Perfectly, thanks to you." I couldn't help but blush at that comment. "I don't know about you Luci, but last night was the best romantic sex I've ever had. We should do that more often, or maybe try doing more dirtier stuff....If you know what I mean." My eyes widened as he put a finger on my leg and slowly trailed upwards. I got goosebumps just from his touch.

I let out a slight moan as he got closer to my wetness. "You like that babe?" I bit my lip and let out a light moan, "I take that as a yes." He said before slowly sliding the covers off of my body, now exposing my naked body. "You look so sexy in the morning." I didn't hesitate in answering him with a cheesy line, instead I simply crashed my lips upon his and started kissing him passionately, I swiped my tongue along his bottom lip, he allowed access to my tongue and we fought over dominance.

But before things would get even more heated, I broke the kiss. "C'mon babe, better get ready for our dance rehearsal." He cocked his head at me, "Dance rehearsal?" I nodded my head as I got off of him and the bed and made my way over to the bathroom, ready to go have a shower.

"Yes, dance rehearsal. I thought doing an extra day this week would help everyone out, especially you." I said winking at him. He pretended to be offended and said, "And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" I giggled and turned the shower on, "Um, it means that you suck at dancing." He smirked at me before walking into the bathroom, "I know what else I'm good sucking at." My breath got hitched but I managed to say, "W-What is t-that?" He smiled widely, showing those gorgeous dimples of his. "You."

The thought of our sex last night popped back into my head. I suddenly wanted more, but deep down I knew that if I went another round with him now, we would both never turn up for our rehearsal. "Harry, please. We seriously don't want to be late." Harry began kissing my neck, "We won't be late, promise." I shook my head and it hurt me to push him away but I had to, "If we don't turn up today, I may get fired from my job. Which means maybe not seeing me as much." He immediately stopped pleasuring me and placed me in the shower.

"I'll get dressed, you have a shower. Hurry up! Don't want to be late!" He yelled, now I was confused, just a minute ago he wanted to have round two.

A/N sorry for being MIA! I've been suffering from migraines and I couldn't read the small writing, but I'm back! Xx