Please Love Me
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"Let's see how much you want me to leave, shall we?" He says moving his hand down between my legs. I let out a shaky breath. Was I really gonna let this happen? Hell yes, my dirty thoughts say to me. Before I get a chance to answer his question , I feel his hand on my core. "Seems to me that you want me to stay. Well I will this time." UNDERGOING EDITING Harry Styles Fanfic [#7 in Fanfiction 11-17-18] [#1 in Billionare 12-18-18] •••••••••••• WARNING- daddy kink. Sexual content. Mature audiencesComplete
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I lowered myself to my knees, biting my lip softly as I felt him walk up behind me. He brought his arm around me, his hand wrapping around the left side of my jawline, moving against it to the right. It took everything in me not to bite his arm as it passed in front of me. He stopped his hand right under my chin, his thumb pressing softly on my lower lip until my mouth hung open slightly. "Suck it." He said, his voice thick with lust. I took his thumb in my mouth, sucking it softly. With his other hand, he brought my face back against him, wrapping it tightly around my neck, "Good girl." He said, his green eyes barring down at me. His shirt hung open, the dark ink engraving his body illuminated by the small light in the room. His butterfly tattoo moving with his breath. "You remember the safe word?" He said sternly, and I nodded. "I need to hear you." He said, the grip around my neck slightly tighter. I released his thumb from my mouth, licking my lips, "Yes, sir." He smirked at me, his dimples devilishly appearing on his face as he bent down and kissed me deeply. - Harry Styles walks into an LA bar when Carolina Townes instantly captures his eye. From her sassy smug personality, to her free spirit, he becomes completely enamored. But can he grow past his dark ways, to fully appreciate her the way she wants to be. STORY WILL CONTAIN: Sexual content and drugs.Complete
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Freya Peirce She had no name, no face, no past. Only orders. Raised in the shadows of a brutal facility that broke children and built killers, she escaped at eighteen and vanished into the underworld. Now, she's a ghost. A myth. A hitwoman with no face and a reputation built on blood. Harry Styles He's the only man who could rival her silence. Charming, deadly, and just as lost, he's carved out a legacy of his own. When they meet at a bar, 'strangers', drinking in the dark, they don't know their missions are the same. She's been sent to kill him. He's been sent to kidnap her. The trap is set by someone from her past. Someone who wants her back. But when the truth surfaces, the bullets stop, and the bickering begins. Forced to team up, they chase the ghost of her childhood through a web of lies, trauma, and power. Until she disappears again taken by the man who built her. AND THIS TIME, he won't stop until he burns the world down to get her back. ⚕︎⚕︎⚕︎ "Last time...you didn't tell me anything about your past. Why?" His question rang through my head, my pulse thumping in my chest. I refuse to meet his eyes once more, his intense gaze signalling in on me. I refuse to meet his eyes because simply, I couldn't cave. I wouldn't, I was built to think emotions were a waste of time, that if I were to show them, only bad things would come my way. And the thing is I believed it, it kept me safe. "Freya" "I didn't think that stuff was important". I breathe out, finally meeting with him head level, we stared across the table as if the air was mingled with all our unknown answers. When he spoke up, his voice was rigid and deep, replying with a low "bullshit, because I told you shit. And guess what? You cared, you were just scared of what I would think of you". "I was attached, and I didn't want you to think I was any more of a monster than I already was" Fuck. There it goes. The slip. TW - Violence, Explicit mature themes
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