"So lick it now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should, c'mon"
(I'm cackling to myself over this song, and this gif, I couldn't help it. I can't take myself seriously)
When Harry closes the door behind us, I'm just staring at him, unsure what to do or say.
He turns his head slowly looking at me with a mischievous smirk before he goes to lock the door.
My stomach jolts when I hear the lock turn over.
I fidget with my fingers as he turns to me, sucking his lip under his teeth, looking at me like he's a kid about to unwrap a present.
"Harry" I say nervously "What are you doing?"
He tosses the keys on the counter, pulling his lips to the side and tilting his head coyly as he puts his hands on my hips and starts to push me backwards.
"Doing what I've been thinking about all night" he says deviously, and my heart picks up as he pushes me into the toilet stall, locking the door behind us and turning us until my back is facing the door like it has so many times before.
I can't help but stand there anxiously, wondering what he's about to do.
"And what have you been thinking about?" I dare to ask, breathing heavier as his hands start to wonder over my body like they have a mind of their own.
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*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." ----- "You're very skittish aren't you Abby?" he notes, drawing his eyes up my torso to my face "like a little mouse" Harry puts both...