⚠MATURE⚠
Sitting in the office, I bounced my leg up and down, nodding my head to the beat of the music playing from my earphones.
Like every other Friday, I'm sitting in Harry's office waiting for my dad to finish working. My father has been the CFO at Styles' Publishings for five years. Three out of those five years, I've been fucking his boss.
Tragic.
Dad always lets me stay in Harry's office after school because he claims he can't focus with all my yapping and annoying antics.
Harry and I aren't exactly official. Strictly sex with no strings attached. Just the way I like it.
Removing the ear buds from my ears, I focus my attention on the curly haired man sitting a few feet away from me.
On any normal day, Harry would be talking non-stop, whether it was about a meeting he had or even how much he missed his family back home. Not Today. He hasn't said a word to me all evening and to be honest, I'm beginning to lose my temper.
After placing my phone into my school bag, I stood from the chair and made my way over to Harry, who was now frowning at the manila folder in his hands. Grabbing the folder from his hands, I tossed it down on his desk and sat on his lap-straddling him. A small smile made its way onto his face as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my body closer to his.
He leaned forward, his lips brushing mine and teasing me. I made the initiative to close the gap between us. He slipped his hands under my rear, standing and hoisting me onto his desk. As he undid the buttons of my blouse, his lips remained on mine, never missing a beat. His large hands groped my breasts, making me moan into his mouth. He grinned, slipping the blouse off my shoulders.
His hands moved to my thighs, squeezing them before he moved another hand up under my skirt to my underwear, pressing his fingers against me. I gasped at the sudden touch, taking my bottom lip between my teeth as his mouth moved to my neck, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses until he reached my sweet spot.
I felt his fingers inch their way past the hem of my underwear, slipping inside me with ease.
"Harry," I moaned, trying my best not to come undone right there. He started with one finger, pushing in and out slowly, making my toes curl.
"Always so fucking ready for me." He growled, looking at me with dilated pupils.
I bit down harder on my lip as he added another finger inside me, the pressure almost too much for me. He started pumping his fingers faster, making it almost impossible for me to keep my composure. I released my tight grip on the desk and moved them to Harry's hair, hastily pulling his face to mine.
I rode out my high, feeling myself release and my muscles relaxing. Harry pulled his fingers out, sticking them between his swollen lips, sucking off the white liquid.
"You taste amazing," he smirked "As usual."
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