I ran up the steps to my house door and swung the door open. I hurriedly slammed the door and slid my back down until I reached the ground. What am I supposed to do? I heard a knock on the door and startled, jumped up to my feet. I took a deep breath and hesitantly opened the door, to find Harry leaning over catching his breath. He stood up, "Why'd you just leave me like that?" his eyes screaming with emotion. "Erm.. I just don't know what to think, and when I do that I tend to run.." I awkwardly leaned against the door frame. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead, "Can I have a glass of water?" I shrugged, "sure.." as I pushed myself off of the doorway and made my way to the kitchen. I filled a glass of water and found him sitting on the couch. I handed it and sat across from him. He took a sip and looked around the house, I tilted my house curiously. "So.." I broke the silence. He leaned over placing the cup on the coffee table and stood up. He looked down at me and walked over to me. His gaze locked on mine as he straddled himself over me, a leg on either side of me, trapping me. I stirred around under his weight, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He didn't say anything but instead, watched me struggle. I pushed his chest, "Get off of me!" he smiled and chuckled a little before aggressively crashing his lips against mine. I kissed back for a moment then shoved him again, "fuck off!" he scooted closer pressing up against me, "Harry.. you're scaring me.." his expression went blank and slowly leaned up and sweetly kissed under my ear and whispered, "Stop ruining the moment and let me lead the way." I froze under his command and he got off of me. He lifted me up and carried me all the way to the bedroom.
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He laid me down and rested his forehead against mine, he constantly placed delicate kisses all over my neck and chest, I lost all control. "Harry.." I whimpered. He opened his eyes and looked into my eyes, "Are you horny?" he chuckled. I wrapped my fingers through his curls and foolishly gritted through my teeth, "Yes now fuck me." he laughed, "I don't know.. I don't feel like it." He began to stand up but I pulled him back down against me, "Quit it with the teasing and fuck me!" I sunk my teeth into his neck hoping it'd make him stay. He smiled, "fine." my breathing was getting heavier and heavier by the second. I lifted myself up by the elbows and anxiously watched as he undressed , when he was finally all done he made his way to me and straddled himself over me again. He tugged at the button of my jeans and I ripped my shirt off and threw it across the room. I rested my head down and waited as he slowly and teasingly pulled my pants down, along with my panties. He licked his lips and slid his hands under my back unclasping my bra and throwing it in a random direction. He planted sweet kisses all over my body until he finally reached the end of my stomach. I ran both of my hands through his hair and tugged him towards my sweet spot, he pressed his face against my wet pussy and smiled into it. I felt my stomach turn and my palms getting sweaty, then he implanted his tongue into me. I felt his tongue twist inside of me and slide in and out. My eyes widened and I looked down at him to find his eyes already locked onto me. Soon after he lifted himself up to be face to face with me. He passionately and deeply kissed me on the lips as he unexpectedly stuck himself inside of me. I moaned into the kiss which gave him pleasure, and I bucked my hips up and against his making him go deeper inside of me. I tightly wrapped my legs around his waist as our hips rolled against each other's in sync. He snuck his tongue into my mouth and explored my mouth. Our breathing became more rigid and our moans filled the entire room. "Harry," I cried. Every time I called his name he'd go deeper and deeper inside of me. "I fucking love you, I love this." he panted into my ear leaving a sloppy kiss on my ear. "Harry..." I closed my eyes tight shut, "Harry I'm gonna cum," i cracked. He thrusted a little faster, "One sec babe almost done," his warm breath beat onto my neck and his curls lightly tickled my face. I threw my head back and tugged onto the cover trying to obey him. "Harry I don't know how much longer I can hold it!" I bit my lip.
Right then and there I heard the bedroom door swing open, "Hey Keely what's goin-" I opened my eyes and found Niall gazing at the both of us wide eyed. I could hear the pain in his voice, "How long has this been going on." He ran his fingers through his hair and remained in his place. Harry stumbled to pull himself out of me and lifted his head out of the covers awkwardly. "We're sort of, busy if you don't mind." Harry explained. Niall tightly gripped a bundle of roses and threw them at his feet, "I said, HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON." he raised his voice angrily. We both froze, "Uhm," I swallowed nervously and looked at Harry who was still on top of me. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER." Niall commanded. Harry sat up and threw his shirt on, "Don't you know when people are fucking they want privacy? It's no fun getting interrupted." He smiled coyly at him. Niall looked over to me with a helpless but at the same time angry set of eyes. He shook his head and looked down, "Keely I was expecting better from you." Harry stood up pulling his boxers on, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he shoved him into the doorway. "Harry." I whispered, barely audible. They both froze and looked at me, "Just... go." I felt tears well up in my eyes. He squinted his eyes and scoffed, pumping his shoulder aggressively against Niall's as he left the room. We both sat there in silence for a moment, I couldn't even look into his eyes without feeling like an idiot. He slammed the door and pulled his pants down. "Niall.. please," I whispered. He cut me off, "No you're going to be punished. You're a bad girl." I shook my head in disbelief, "Niall. Stop."
"How'd he fuck you? Huh?" He tore his shirt off and threw it to the ground and faced me. "Huh? I bet you liked it, you stupid whore." he walked over and laid ontop of me spreading his legs on the outside of me. "Did he fuck you like this?" he shoved his cock into me as hard and deep as he could, giving me a shot of pain that after a moment turned to pure pleasure. I gasped for air and shook my head. He shoved deeper into me, "Answer my question." I opened my mouth but nothing came out. He scoffed, "You're a fucking whore. Fucking slut." he thrusted in and out going faster each time. I gripped his blonde locks and tightened my eyes shut. "I bet you even like this," he went in deeply and chuckled, "You're disgusting. I hope you can't walk for weeks." he watched as I panted. I finally had the breath to scream, "H...Harry!" I moaned. He slapped me across the face as hard as he could and gripped a handful of my hair and pulled me up to his face, "What the fuck did you just say?" he snapped through his teeth. He released my hair and I fell back onto the pillow. "Say his name again, I dare you." he leaned down and licked up and down the crook of my neck.
I wasn't sure if this was pain or pleasure I was feeling, but I liked it. "Fucking hell, Niall!" he slapped my thigh, "I hope you feel as much pain tomorrow as my heart does right now." He closed his eyes and a tear rolled down his cheek. I ignored my comment and was too much into the moment, "Harder!" he pressed the palms of his hands on my shoulders and used as much force and energy he had. "I'm gonna cum!" I screeched. He tilted his head against mine touching foreheads. "Don't cum until I tell you." he directed. I bit his bottom lip, "What if I do?"
"Just don't do it." he voice became more stern. I threw my head back and did anyways and he immediately pulled out, "What the fuck did I just tell you?" He slapped me across the face another time and threw his shirt on. I sat up and watched him button up his trousers. "Niall..." I whimpered as he walked out of my bedroom slamming it behind him.
