Get a whole bucket of holy water ready for this one besties...

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Needed Me – Rihanna

Dark Times – The Weeknd, Ed Sheeran

We could hardly keep our hands off of each other on the way back to Harry's house. Harry's hand kept wondering up my dress but wouldn't touch me where he knew I wanted him to. He threw everything into the middle of the blanket, picking up all the corners to meet together so that everything was stored in a make shift holder. And then that was thrown into the boot of his car, glass shattering but not a care was given by either me or Harry.

We knew what we both wanted.

We knew what we both needed.

Harry parks his car in a skew position in the garage, climbing out of the car faster than I've ever seen him before. By the time I had opened the car door on my side, he was picking me up by my waist and throwing me over his shoulder.

"Harry!" I squeal in shock.

He doesn't say anything, he just carries us through the house and up the stairs. I can feel the blood rushing to my head, making me feel dizzy at the sensation. Excitement and nerves are dancing together in my stomach.

Harry holds my waist, throwing me onto the bed in his bedroom. My body bouncing on the mattress. My hair now messy as pieces cover my eyes, my elbows holding me up. I watch Harry, his hands moving to open the buttons of his shirt, his eyes now leaving mine. "Tell me what you want me to do." He speaks up after being silent for so long, peeling his wet shirt off of his body and throwing it onto the floor.

My eyes scan over his body. From tattoo to tattoo, from his arms to his chest, from his abs to his v-line. He's nothing less than delicious.

Harry clicks his fingers in front of my vision that had moved to his growing crotch, "No looking until you tell me what you want."

I move my hands to place out in front of me, moving so that my body is on all fours crawling towards Harry who is standing at the end of the bed. "I want you to touch me." My hands reach for the bottom of his trousers, playing with the button but not unbuttoning them yet. "What do you want to do to me, Harry?"

His eyes move down my body, taking in every atom. "I want to fuck you."

My eyes travel to his feet, gliding my sight along his body until I meet his eyes.

"Well, fuck me then."

Harry's hands grab my face, his thumbs holding my jaw. He doesn't take another second until he's kissing me. It's a messy kiss, lips are being bitten, teeth are hitting together and our tongues are fighting.

Harry leans back, his cheeks are bright pink and his lips are wet and swollen. "You sure you want this?"

The way he makes sure that I want to do things with him first means more to me than what he will ever understand. "Yes, I want this more than anything Harry. Please."

After the last word has left my mouth, I feel the back of my dress being torn open. I gasp, not even realising that Harry's hands had even moved to my back. "I need to get this dress off of you." Harry pants, holding my hands to help me climb off of the bed.

I stand with my arms at my sides, breathing heavily. Harry guides the straps of my dress down my shoulders, the dress pooling at my feet. I kick my shoes off so that I'm standing in front of Harry in just my underwear. My scars are out in the open and I don't even have the urge to hide them.

This is progress for me.

It doesn't take much longer for Harry to rip my underwear off of me and to unclip my bra, throwing it to join the rest of the scattered articles of clothing. "You're so beautiful Lexi, so damn beautiful." He whispers, holding my waist as he looks down my body, drinking in my appearance.

I kneel down before Harry, my hands unbuttoning his trousers and pulling down the zip. I keep eye contact with him while I tug his trousers down his legs along with his boxers. His length already hard and leaking at the tip. He got this hard from just looking at me?

I hold him at the base, not leaving his eye contact while I take his tip into my mouth. Sucking away any of the mess he had made, my hand works him from the bottom. "You look so pretty sucking my dick." He whispers more to himself.

I take him further into my mouth, now knowing that I can take him fully and just what he likes. I suck my cheeks in, building up speed as I start sucking him until he hits the back of my throat. Without warning, his hand wraps around my throat as he pulls back so that his length slides out of my mouth. "As much as I love when you do that, I'm going to cum and I really want to last." His thumb wipes some of the saliva that had collected around my mouth. He then takes his thumb into his mouth, sucking off the remainder. 

"Lie down on the bed." He lets go of my throat, letting me move to the bed and position myself so that I am lying down on my back.

Harry holds my ankle, kissing up my leg slowly while crawling onto the bed. His lips dance along my skin, moving in a zigzag pattern towards the insides of my thighs. He kisses one side of my leg for a while until he moves to the other leg, teasing me at how slow he is moving. "Harry..." I whine, moving my hips.

He laughs softly, shuffling more in between my thighs. His lips suction to my hip bone, kissing in a line down to my thigh. His open-mouthed kisses, now on the insides of my thighs as he moves my legs to rest on his shoulders while he lies down on his stomach. "Do not force yourself to be quiet, tell me what you like." I don't even get a chance to respond, his tongue lands on my clit, circling it.

His tongue travels down my slit, and then back up to circle my clit. I open my eyes which had fallen shut without realising, just in time to see Harry sliding his pointer finger into me. The moan that leaves my mouth is pornographic.

His finger curls into me, causing pleasure that I didn't even realise existed to ripple through my body. His tongue starts circling my clit while his finger keeps curling at the perfect angle. I start swearing under my breath, not knowing how to handle the way my body is feeling in this moment.

"Fuck me with your tongue?" I ask, wanting to know how it feels. No one has ever done oral on me before; everything is new to me.

"As you wish, my love." Harry gives me a devilish smirk before his tongue dives into me, his thumb moving to circle my clit. His mouth fucking me deliciously.

My thighs start shaking, my hands thrashing around as the build-up in my stomach begins to reach its peak. "Don't stop Harry, please don't stop." I beg, sounding like I don't even know what I'm saying.

And just like when you reach the peak of a rollercoaster, the cart climbing over the top as it picks up speed and races down the track, so does my orgasm. It rips through my entire body, feeling like nothing could ever feel this good. My mind turns blank and my body let's go completely, relaxing into the pleasure. I start to come back to reality, trying to catch my breath.

"How was that?" Harry asks, a cocky smirk on his face telling me that he knows I've just had the best orgasm of my life. "Told you I could give you a better one than what you could give yourself." He says, climbing up so he is towering over me. 

I grab his face, moulding my lips against his bottom lip, ignoring his comment. His tongue slides into my mouth, massaging my tongue with his, melting into me instantly. I can taste myself on him and I feel myself getting wetter just thinking about how fucking hot what he just did was.

Harry drags my body further down the bed so I'm lying down more. He reaches into his side table, grabbing a blue box and taking it out of the draw. Condoms. He unwraps the plastic coating, showing that they are new. He throws the plastic onto his bedroom floor, opening the box and taking a condom out, putting the box back into the draw.

"Lexi, what's wrong?"

I'm in awe of him for doing the bare minimum.

"Nothing, you just—I just didn't have to ask you to use a condom. I've never had that."

Harry gives me a forehead kiss, "You're safe with me."

I take the condom from his hand, tearing it open with my teeth. I take the condom and place it on his tip, rolling it down his length. He hisses at the feeling. I hold him and guide him to my entrance, keeping our eyes locked.

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes, Harry." I use my calves to push his hips forward. He sinks into me slowly, both of us gasping at the feeling of him entering me. Just when I think he's done, he moves even further into me. His length reaching angles that I didn't realise were possible. It's been a while since I've done this so I can feel my body fluttering as it adjusts to him.

"Fucking hell." He moans, pressing his forehead to mine for a few seconds. "Can I move?" I nod which he feels, drawing his hips back and snapping them forward, surprising me.

Harry moves his hands to hold my face, rolling his hips back and forth, his length moving in and out of me at a pace that makes my breath get caught in my throat.

"You feel so good, oh my god." Harry huffs, looking down at where our bodies are meeting.

"Harry." I moan, his hips picking up a faster pace, our skin slapping together. My nails dig into his shoulders, scratching his skin.

The bed frame starts hitting the wall but neither Harry or I care about that. Harry slides out of me, "Get on all fours."

"And if I don't?" I bite my lip, testing him.

He grabs my hips, flipping me over onto my stomach. A slap sounds through the room, the pain on my ass telling me that he has actually just slapped my ass. My mouth gapes open, I try to clench my thighs together but his thigh in between my legs stops me. "Then you'll get punished. Now get on all fours and don't make me ask again."

I push my hands into the bed, moving to kneel on all fours like Harry wanted. He grabs my ass, squeezing harder where he slapped me. His hand running down my back to push my face into the bed, my arms splayed next to my head with my ass pointing in the air. He positions himself at my entrance, only pushing his tip into me, moving his hips in a circular motion to tease me.

"Please." I beg, only being able to say the one word from my panting.

"Please, what?"

This could either go one way or the other, time to take a leap.

"Please, daddy."

Harry slams his hips forward, burying himself balls deep into me.

"Fuck!" We both scream at the same time.

Harry stays still inside me, "Almost came right then, good god Lexi. Are you trying to kill me?" He mutters, his hands roaming my hips until he holds on my ass, using the leverage to move my hips towards him while he moves his hips forward quickly. Causing him to pound into me, hard.

He starts to pick up pace, my thighs begin to shake and that same rush starts reaching its peak in the depth of my stomach. "God, I can feel you clenching. You're such a good girl for me. You going to cum when I tell you to?" Harry says, his voice faltering from the way he is fucking me.

"Yes. Always good for you. Only you." I ramble, my brain not being able to put together full sentences.

"Tell me you're mine angel." He doesn't stop the fast pace of slamming into me.

"I'm all yours." I moan, swearing under my breath. The build-up is slower this time but it feels stronger than the last one. Feels like trails of fire are running through my veins.

"I'm so close baby, cum for me."

My hands grab the quilt, my whole body stilling. I feel like the roller coaster cart has flown off of the tracks from how fast it's fallen this time, my orgasm splintering through me. It's euphoric, it feels like electricity running through your body causing you to lose reality for just those few seconds of the release.

Harry's thrusts start to slow as he fucks me through my orgasm, whimpering my name repeatedly in between curse words until he stills while he is fully inside me. Spilling into the condom as he finds his own release, leaning over to rest his head on my back, not having the strength to stay straight up.

I can feel myself pulsing along his softening length. He pulls out of me slowly, both of us hissing at the feeling. "Let me clean you up." Harry whispers before walking to the bathroom.

I close my eyes at the sound of the tap running in Harry's bathroom as I curl onto my side. Less than a minute later, Harry comes back to the bed. "I'm just going to wipe you down, okay baby? And then we can go to bed." He opens my thighs, wiping away any of my excitement away with the warm cloth. Throwing the cloth onto the floor when he is satisfied, leaving two gentle kisses above my hip bones.

Harry curls up, spooning me from behind. He fans the quilt over our bodies. "You still alive over there?" he jokes, pulling my body to curl into his by holding me by my stomach.

"Don't flatter yourself, Styles." I mumble, about to fall asleep any second. He kisses the back of my head before getting more comfortable. Both of our bodies falling into a deep slumber from the exhaustion within minutes.

If only we could have stayed like that, in that moment where we were so content and happy. I had no idea what was to come, something I wasn't prepared for. If only I knew...

Authors note:
Hey there besties, how are you all doing? Taking care of yourselves?

This update was supposed to come out last weekend but I was so busy and then I've been dying from a cold since then so I do apologise.

Who's ready for shit to hit the fan a little bit in the next chapter?🤏🏻 *whispers* meeeeee.

If you haven't already seen, I've posted a cast list for my new story, Elements. I'm super excited about it. First chapter will be out soon.

Promise next update will be out next Sunday like normal. See you in the next one!

I love you so much.

~Jess💜