Love hurts {A Harry Styles fan fiction}

Love hurts {A Harry Styles fan fiction}

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Harry Styles
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He dug his face in my neck slowly kissing it. I tried to move but i couldn't. He started to such harshly leaving a love bite. I turned my head and whimpered giving him more access. His curls tickling my face. He moved up to my jaw line, then my lips slowly moving them. I kissed back giving him what he wanted, because this would be the last time he got a taste of me. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance but I wouldn't let him in just to make him mad.
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"Are you going to kiss me or are you just gonna stare?" As if he needed the encouragement, he slams his mouth down on mine in a frenzy, his hands moving from the counter to my thighs and pressing himself against me completely. I try and overcome him in the kiss but he wins, his tongue controlling mine in a way I've never experienced before. I'm used to being in charge so it's nice to have someone take control of me for once. He picks me up, his fingertips biting my ass as he carries us back upstairs. He doesn't break the kiss even while moving and I don't find myself worried that he's going to drop me, I've never trusted anyone this much before and it feels good. I pull away from the kiss to start nibbling just below his ear, making his breaths come out sharper as he carries me to the bedroom. We end up in one of my spare rooms instead of my room but I don't even care, I just want him wherever I can get him. He drops me onto the bed with me still latched on his neck as he groans against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I pull his cut off as his hands start creeping under my shirt, brushing against the underside of my breasts while he bites down on my bottom lip. I almost rip his shirt in my desperation to reach his skin and I sigh in relief when my hands touch the warm skin I've been thinking of more than I should've been. He is distracted by my mouth so I take the opportunity to explore the muscle in his chest and out towards his biceps where it curls gorgeously. I can only think about sinking my teeth into it so I pull out of the kiss and start licking across the surface, his hand tightens in my hair as I bite down on his shoulder.

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