Dirty Words.

"I know you like it." He whispered in response. And oddly enough, I didn't refused to let him touch me. Because he move his hand to get to the bottom of my thigh, I notice his hand so close of my climax. My goodness. A heat began to rise from my stomach to stay in my throat.

Harry spoke with Niall and Zayn like nothing while his hand caressed my thigh with a circular motion. He was doing so well because I was taking an ecstasy unknow for me.

It seemed that time had stopped and only Harry's hand moved.

The problem wasn't I stop him, the trouble was that I was enjoying his touch.

I'm feeling burn.

I was sure that his hand would go much further. But suddenly, the bell rang and everyone started to stand up, like Harry, he removed his hand from my thigh and he started walking through the lunch hall as nothing had happened.

Damn. Why I am so hot?