Forbidden Love

More Than I Should

LOUIS' POV

I laid down beside him on the bed. He smiled a bit and then climbed onto me, sitting right along my waistline. I licked my lips and swallowed hard as he leaned close to my face. He got so close, I could almost feel his lips brush against mine as he whispered "My turn Tommo..." in that hushed deep voice of his. It got me really horny, hornier than I already was, and this probably wasn't healthy in any way, shape, and or form.

But damn, it was nice, though. I loved it. Maybe a bit more than I should.

Anyways, he finally closed the space between us and pressed his lips to mine. He was gentle at first, but each kiss intensified slowly, but surely. He licked my bottom lip and I allowed him. By this point, the kisses were deep and slow, as if he wanted me to remember these. Oh, I was Styles. I definitely was.

He bit my lip and then kissed me one last time before trailing kisses down my neck and shoulders, inching his way down lower and lower with each kiss.

He looked at me for a split second and I knew what he was doing. I don't know how ready I was for this, but it cou---

"No...shit..." I breathed as I felt him take my...manhood into his mouth. He slowly took all of me into his mouth and I ran my hands in his hair, fisting it in my hands. He bobbed his head unreasonably slow, but it felt so good, I couldn't even say anything. Literally. I tried. It just came out as a heavy sigh. Heavy sighs turned into soft moans that only got louder as time went on. He started to go faster and I threw my head back, just enjoying all of this.

"Harry..." I moaned, my voice sounding deeper and a little throaty. He started going faster and I couldn't hold back my moans. I literally was pulsing down there and I knew what this meant.

"Shit, Harry, I-I'm c-close.." I managed to say in between some heavy breathing. He slowed down and started to deep throat me. I bit my lip and kinda pulled on his hair a bit.