"You are going to listen to me from now on. Am I right?" He says against my neck, gently biting the skin. What?
"Tell me you will listen to me or I won't let you come." He can't be serious.
"Harry.." I plea and try to move faster but he stops me.
"Okay.. Okay.. just please." I beg and he smirks. I want to slap him for doing this right now. He is using my most vulnerable time against me but I can't find my anger through my need for him. I am all too aware of his bare skin against mine, only my thin panties between us.
"Please." I repeat and he nods.
"Good girl." He says in my ear and guides my hips to move again as his fingers pump in and out.
I feel myself inching closer and closer to the edge in no time at all. Harry whispers filthy things in my ear, some of which I have never even heard of and I grip onto his arms to keep myself from falling off the bed as I come undone under his touch.
"Open your eyes. I want to watch what only I can do to you." He instructs and I do my best to keep them open as my orgasm overtakes me.
My head falls onto his chest and my arms wrap under his arms hugging him tight as I try to catch my breath.
"I can't believe you tried to.." I begin to scold him but he silences me by running his tongue along my bottom lip. My breath comes out in spurts as I am still recovering from my high.
I reach my hand down in between us and grab ahold of him. He winces and pulls my lip between his, sucking lightly. I decide to take a page from the Harry Styles sex handbook and grip him harder.
"Apologize and I will give you what you want." I say as seductively as I possibly can into his ear.
"What?" His face is priceless.
"You heard me." I keep my face neutral and pump him in one hand and slide my soaking panties over with the other.
He whimpers as I rub him against me.
"I'm sorry." He blurts, his cheeks a deep shade of red.
"Just let me fuck you.. please." He begs and I laugh. My laughter is cut short by him reaching over to the nightstand and pulling out a small packet. He wastes no time putting it on and kissing me again.
"I don't know if you are ready to do it this way, if it is too intense tell me. Okay baby?" Suddenly he is back to sweet and gentle Harry.
"Okay." I answer.
He lifts me up slightly and I feel the condom brush against me and the fullness as he lowers me onto him.
"Oh my." I say and close my eyes.
"Is it okay?" He questions.
"Yea..just.. different." I stammer.
It hurts, not nearly as much as before but the feeling is still unpleasant and foreign. I keep my eyes closed and move my hips a little, trying to decrease the pressure.
"Good different or bad?" His voice is strained and the vein in his forehead is showing.
"Shh.. stop talking." I say and move again.
He moans and apologizes, promising to give me a minute to adjust. I have no idea how much time passes before I move my hips again. The discomfort eases dramatically the more I move and Harry wraps his arms around my back, hugging me close to him as he moves to meet my hips. This way is much better, him holding me as he makes love to me. He kisses me the entire time and our bodies synchronize perfectly. I keep my eyes open to watch Harry as a bead of sweat rolls down his forehead.
"You are everything to me, I can't lose you." He says as my lips move over his neck and shoulder. His skin is salty and damp and perfect.
"I'm close baby." He groans and moves his hands up and down my back as I try to pick up speed. He laces his fingers through mine and the intimacy of the gesture makes me weak.
I feel my stomach tightening and he whispers how much I mean to him as we both tense. Our moan intertwine along with our bodies as we finish. He practically falls back, laying on the bed and takes me with him. I barely notice him discarding the condom as I come back to reality.
"I am glad you came after me." I finally say after a long but pleasant silence.
With my head laying on his bare chest, I can hear his rapid heart beat slowing.
"Me too. I wasn't going to, but I had to. I am sorry for telling you to leave. I can be an asshole sometimes." He says. I lift my head up and look at him.
"Sometimes?" I smile.
He lifts one of his hands off of my back and pokes me on the nose with his index finger making me giggle.
"You weren't complaining five minutes ago." He points out.
I shake my head and lay it back down onto his clammy skin. My fingers trace the heart tattoo near his shoulder and I notice the goose bumps raise on his skin.
"That's because you're better at that stuff than you are at dating." I tease.
"I won't argue there." He chuckles and moves my hair from my face. One of my favorite things that he does is when he caresses my cheek. His finger tips are rough but they somehow feel like silk against my skin.
"What happened between you and Dan? I mean before tonight?" I ask him. I probably shouldn't ask but I have to know.
"What? Who told you there was a problem between Dan and I?" He lifts my chin to look at him.
"Jace. He didn't say what it was though, he just said it was a long time coming. What did he mean by that?"
"Just some bullshit thing that happened last year, it's nothing for you to worry about. I promise." He says and smiles. It doesn't meet his eyes but I don't feel like pushing it.
I am happy that we worked through our problem for once and that we are getting better at communicating with one another.
"You're going to meet me after you leave Vance tomorrow right? I don't want anyone to take that apartment before us." He says.
"We don't have any furniture." I remind him.
"It comes furnished. But we can add things or change whatever we want after we move in."
"How much is it?" I ask. I know I don't want to hear the answer to that. I can only imagine how expensive it is if it comes already furnished.
"Don't worry about that, all you need to worry about is how much the cable will be." He smiles and kisses my forehead.
"So what do you say? You're still in right?" He asks.
"And groceries." I point out and he frowns.
"But yes, I am still in."
'Are you going to tell your mother?"
"I don't know. I will eventually but I know what she will say. Maybe I should let her get used to the fact that we are together first. We are so young and already moving in together, I don't want to send her into a mental ward." I laugh despite the slight pain in my chest. I wish things could be simple with my mother and she could be happy for me but I know that isn't plausible.
"I am sorry that this is happening between the two of you. I know it's my fault. I am too selfish to remove myself from the situation though." He admits.
"It's not your fault. She is just.. well she is the way she is." I say and kiss his chest.
"You need to get to sleep baby, you have to be up in the morning and its almost midnight." He says.
"Midnight? I thought it was much later." I say and roll off of him and lay in front of him.
"Well, if you weren't so tight I would have lasted longer." He says into my ear.
"Goodnight!" I groan. He laughs and kisses the back of my neck before turning the light off.
YOU ARE READING
Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Harry, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her...