about; boyfriend harry

summary; harry has been coming home from work stressed except today he and adriana get into a heated argument that leads to sex.

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adriana already knew harry was mad by the sound of the front door slamming harshly followed by harry dropping his oversized work bag, he swiftly took off his shoes before he tore his fingers through his curly mop of hair, walking inside the large two story house looking for his girlfriend whom he found after exiting the foyer, adriana looked peaceful as she laid on the couch in a silk robe, a glass of pink moscato in her right hand the second book of fifty shades of grey in her left, harry was envious of her state of contentedness, it wasn't his intention to ruin her relaxation but he couldn't stop himself from starting an argument just to make her as stressed as he was.

" what're you doing?" he inquired, acrimony lacing in his tone adriana immediately snapped her head towards him an annoyed look plastered on her face, she knew he just wanted to make her as equally pissed as him a thing he has been doing these past two weeks that he's been coming home from work stressed.

she placed her glass of moscato on the glass table that was near and closed her book, arranging it right next to the drink, adriana then tied her natural curly hair that she straightened earlier to make it easier for harry to run his fingers through into a high ponytail- all while not speaking, she was ready to argue with harry, it was something about how harry looked while he was angry and yelling that aroused her beyond belief.

" what do you mean what am i doing, what is wrong with you?, just because your job is so shitty that you come home everyday pissed doesn't mean you get to bring it out on me" she stated, attitude apparent as she walked past harry and up the stairs to their room, harry followed suit trailing behind her his eyes traveling to her ass that look tempting enough to grab as it moved while she walked angrily adding force into every step that she implanted on the wooden staircase, he ignored it ridding the lustful thoughts from his brain trying not to get distracted from his plan.

Harry didn't reply until they reached the room not bothering to shut the door behind them," actually i do get to bring it out on you adri, you stay here all day and do nothing but sit around and get pretty while i stay in an office for eight hours surrounded by people i hate" adriana rolled her eyes at his statement as she sat in front of her vanity, harry regretted calling her by the nickname he gave her, knowing that it showed he wasn't that mad because when he is harry always calls her by her full government.

" don't even go there harold, i bust my ass to clean this big ass house i spend most of my day picking up your shit that you leave around, but sue me for wanting to relax after a long day" he was ready to protest but adriana beat him to it, within seconds she was now only inches away from him her short frame causing him to have to look down at her but even if harry didn't want to admit it he was intimidated by the feisty five foot four latina that stood in front of him.

" fuck you harry, i do everything to make you happy and this is what i get you wanted me to quit my job that i basically sold my soul for, i quit it all because i wanted to bring you joy, you told me not to get that boob lift and i didn't even though you know damn well that's my biggest insecurity it's like everything i do to bring you bliss goes unnoticed, so fuck you" she ranted, letting all her pent up emotions get the best of her she never wanted to admit anything that she just said, and she felt guilty as a wave of remorse washed over harry's features.

it was quickly replaced by a look of anger, which only pissed adriana off more because she actually regretted what she said to the prick that stood tall in front of her, she laced her arms around her chest waiting for harry's snarky response, harry only found himself completely distracted by the cleavage that peeked through her robe, her skin basically calling for his touch, harry was craving hers as well but he wouldn't stop arguing until she gave in because damn it felt like forever since they've had sex.

adriana noticed his sly glance which only made a temporary smirk play on her plump lips, which she quickly changed back when she noticed his gaze switch back to her face, " you agreed to quitting your job so don't put the blame on me and make me seem like the bad guy" harry told her, his voice booming through the room as he raised it an octave higher harry decided not to comment on the whole boob lift situation knowing it was a touchy subject.

instead he took a couple steps closer to her, hankering to feel her body warmth against his, adriana quickly caught onto what he was trying to do which resulted into her backing into their king sized bed the back of her robe covered knees hitting it before she caught her balance keeping her best poker face as she glared at harry, showing him that she will not back down so easily.

Harry wasted no time in pushing her against it, his chest flushed against hers as his large ring-clad hands were placed above her head, adriana didn't mind the fact that she couldn't move, harry's hot breath against her neck as she turned away from him, their close proximity and his body against hers only sparking the arousement to her aching core.

" get the fuck off of me,harry you have three seconds" adriana seethed, her head never turning to face him although she was trying her best to sound enraged when in reality she wanted harry to fuck her senseless but her ego was to big to admit that to the sex god that was on top of her.

" no, i'm going to fuck you to the point where you forget that this fight even happened" he demanded, she found herself submitting to his demand as she  gave him her undivided attention, adriana noticed his lust filled irises the usual light green replaced by a darker shade.

adriana didn't spare him a glance as she unbuttoned his blouse, letting him remove the rest of the fabric himself, her soft fingers tracing the outline of his skinny jeans letting him know that he needed to rid of them, she prized his skinny jeans because they accentuated harry's model like legs, but they were so hard to take off in times like this, even though harry was sometimes an enormous pain in the ass she couldn't contradict the fact that she loved the fuck out of him and his ridiculously corny jokes.

he hastily unfastened the silver button that held his black skinny jeans closed with his right hand the left one next to her head keeping him sturdy on the memory foam bed, he tugged them down his legs only reaching his mid-thigh before he let out a huff of annoyance adriana instantly started to help him take off the tight denim fabric.

harry instantaneously untied the silk lace that was keeping the robe attached to her body, adriana shivered at the cold hair that hit her physique promptly causing her nipples to harden even more, she removed the rest of the robe herself throwing it onto the wooden floor carelessly, harry felt himself harden in his boxers at the sight of her in an all red lace ensemble, his eyes lowering to the matching red garter belt that adorned her thick thighs.

" even though i am enjoying this whole lace set, i'd much rather prefer you naked" harry huskily spoke sending her a wink, it was crazy that even though they've been together for three years somehow a wink can still make butterflies dance in her stomach.

he kneeled on the bed and unclipped her garter belt, seductively sliding it down her legs and throwing it on the floor her panties following suit leaving her in only a bralette, harry watched intently, his eyes hungry as she unclasped her red bralette letting her breasts free from their confinement harry enveloped her hardened nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive nub.

adriana's whimpers encouraging him while his middle and index toyed with the other one, after releasing her nipple from his mouth he brought his lips to hers, both of them indulging into a lust filled kiss adriana so wrapped up in the feeling of his tongue massaging her own, that she didn't notice his hand traveling down to where she needed him most.

once she felt the pad of his thumb massage her clit in figure eights she pulled away from the kiss, " harry fuck me, please just fuck me"

" beg for it" he demanded, and he was dead serious, " harry please, fuck me until i can't walk" he smiled triumphantly, he then pulled his red calvin kleins to his mid thigh before adriana tugged them down far enough with her toes that he was able to kick them off, harry pumped himself a few times before lining himself up at her entrance he thrusted inside of her without warning, staying still for a couple of seconds to let her adjust to his size.

adriana wrapping her legs around his waist gave him the okay to continue, he pounded into her the slickness of her walls making it easier for him to slip in and out of her, " fuck, you're so wet" harry groaned, as he pounded into her relentlessly letting all of his anger out with each harsh thrust.

she couldn't speak because of the euphoric feeling of him inside of her, her eyes shut as he fucked her so hard that the headboard banged against the tan painted walls, the sound echoing through the large room, " deeper harry, deeper!" adriana exclaimed once again harry gave her what she wanted, positioning both of her legs on his shoulders as he pushed himself in and out of her, " oh- my- god" adriana moaned in between of harry's thrusts.

" shit" he cursed, when he felt her walls pulsating around his length the feeling of warmth and tightness close to sending him over the edge but he wanted adriana to come first, " come for me baby, i know you can" harry encouraged, before he brought his thumb to her clit and furiously rubbed it.

" holy shit, fuck, just like that" adriana whined, as she felt her climax coming close, a familiar knot tightening in her stomach the clenching of her walls more frequent causing harry an insane amount of pleasure which was only bringing harry close to his release as well.

Harry brought it upon himself to make her come, if it was even possible, he started to thrust into her faster and deeper than before, his thumb moving faster against her heat, " oh god, harry im-"

adriana couldn't finish her sentence as her climax came through her like waves, her legs shaking relentlessly as white blurred her vision, she could feel her arousal dripping down to her ass most likely going to leave a stain but she was more focused on the feeling of her just getting off of cloud nine.

when she finally regained her composure she saw Harry's face contort, his eyebrows furrowing in overwhelming ecstasy, her name spilling out of his mouth followed by a couple profanities, his cum spilling into her in fast spurts.

after he finished he pulled out of her, a thick layer of sweat covering his skin accentuating his tattoos making them look as if they're glowing in the dim lighting that filled the room because the only source of light was coming through her vanity.

they laid there breathless, chests rising and falling before they turned to each other, adriana placed her head on his chest as he held her close, their sticky bodies not seeming to bother them as they pulled the duvet over themselves.

" maybe you should come home stressed more often if this is the outcome" adriana joked, harry let a chuckle slip past his lips, and it sounded harmonic to adriana's ears, she was madly in love with this man and he with her.

edited 4/10/18