thirty five | luna

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Y'all holy fuck I'm way too obsessed with my own book

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Y'all holy fuck I'm way too obsessed with my own book. I must be a narcissist.

Also Harry and Sarah now have instagrams too!! @ sarahirvingofficial and harstyles1994

Are y'all ready? I'm not lol.

warning - sexy stuff in this chapter. reader discretion advised.

Harry smiles and beams down at me, his hand now cupping my cheek

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Harry smiles and beams down at me, his hand now cupping my cheek. "What do you want, Luna?" He asks.

"I want you."

Harry's face glows as I tell him what I want, the thrill washing over his beautiful features. He gazes down at me with a beautiful smile, his dimples prominent and adorable. He looks as though he is studying me, looking over every part of my face as if it is the last time he'll ever see it. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I quietly ask.

"Because you're absolutely breathtaking, angel," he whispers.

I grab the back of his head by his hair and yank his head down to mine so our mouths can meet once more. It was an aggressive motion, but I know he enjoyed it by the loud groan that rakes through his vocal cords.

Harry hooks his fingers into either side of my lace thong, and he begins to tug them down, looking at my face for permission. I nod and mouth 'yes,' unable to actually speak from the torturous anticipation brewing inside me.

He pulls them all the way off and discards them on the floor before he lowers the position of his body on the bed. He crawls down, kissing my neck, then my chest, my stomach, my thigh. Finally, he hovers over my centre and breathes out, his hot breath purposely fanning over my most sensitive spot. I moan loudly, grabbing the sheets so hard my knuckles turn white. Harry meets my eyes as he sticks his tongue out, wetting his lips. Fuck you, cheeky asshole. He knows exactly what he is doing to me, he is driving me absolutely insane.

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