Harry Styles Rough Smut Imagine

Harry Styles Rough Smut Imagine

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He picks me up by my thighs again, pushing me against the wall. He aligns himself at my entrance. “Ready?” His raspy voice asks me. I give him a nod of approval as he slams into me.
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Prologue: My body pressed against the wall, heavy breathing as his face was close to mine, his hot breath against my face "h-Harry I'm together with Niall" I stutter as his lips moved to brush over my neck "but you don't care do you baby girl? I heard your moans last night" he whispers and my breath hitch in my throat "my name left your lips so perfectly and he wasn't even here to please you" he whispers as his hand grip my hip keeping me in place "don't try to deny it (y/n), you want me and as you maybe know I don't like sharing" his lips formed into smirk and I gulp.

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