WARNING: following chapter is R rated. Explicit content below.
Harry.
Having Sophia sprawled out against the bed, wide eye and vulnerable was my favourite thing in the fucking world.
I eyed her greedily, my tongue running over my bottom lip as she wiggled underneath my touch. This was no way to prove her loyalty, I knew that, but it didn't mean I was going to run away from the idea of having my hands all over her, having her at my mercy, breathing the same air, feeling the same pleasure rock through each of our bodies.
I could only handle her in small doses, I knew this wasn't going to end well for me, it would only fuel the unhealthy addiction I had with her, but I didn't care. I couldn't care, even I tried. She was just too fucking tempting with her swollen lips and her responsiveness.
I dipped down to capture her lips in another kiss, almost crying out at how magical it felt to have her kiss me. Her teeth bit down on my lip, demanding my tongue which I happily provided for her. Her little hands reached to wrap around my stomach, pulling me so I was pressed firmly against her chest. She was so fucking needy for me, and I was loving every second of it.
As much as I wanted to have her scream my name to the gods above, I didn't want Niall hearing her. The possession I had over her moans and whimpers was suffocating. I wanted it all to myself.
"You're going to be a good girl and listen to me?" I asked her, panting as I pulled away to search her eyes. The honesty and vulnerability was apparent, always seemed to be when I had her like this.
"Anything," she breathed not a second later, and I couldn't help my smirk.
I brushed my hand down her side, teasing myself as I brushed against her nipples that were pebbled against her white singlet. "Prove it," I taunted, a grin coating my lips at her sudden confession. "Don't move and don't make a sound."
Her wide eyes blinked at me, but obeyed. Her body that had been arching and shaking against my touch stilled. I detached her legs from my waist, keeping my eyes on hers as I moved back slightly. She was watching me with utter confusion, though didn't comment or protest as I separated our bodies. I didn't know if I was trying to torture her, or me, but my body was screaming in protest as I backed away. I wanted nothing more than to be all over her, but I couldn't let it be that easy. There was a game in everything.
I leaned back as I pulled back her sweats, removing her underwear in the process. I then removed her simple white singlet, leaving her exposed and eager in front of me. I swallowed as I did, demanding myself that I stayed in control and not give into the temptation so quickly. I needed to regain the power I had, because Sophia was making me lose it very quickly.
Her body low laid in front of me, naked and waiting. Her eyes were pleading with me to do something. She wanted to reach out and touch me, I could tell in the slight uncomfortable twitch in her hand. It made me feel like putty, knowing she wanted this as much as I did.
I teased her now exposed breasts, groaning to myself as her eyes shut tightly. She was doing her best to stay still. I savoured the way her body jolted slightly under my touch, and how tense her body was I hovered over her.
"Eyes open," I rasped, my fingers splashing against her stomach. "Look at me while I touch you."
Her eyes met mine, hooded as my hand travelled its way down her hips, dancing on her thighs, teasing the inside of her legs. I grinned at the sight of her. She was so fucking wet, and not the least bit in embarrassed of it. I admired her ability to be comfortable in her own skin, and embrace the fuck that she was as hot for me as I was for her.
Pressing my self further into her, I leaned against her body, unable to help myself as I whispered in her ear. "You're mine," I reminded her. My voice was husky and low as I spoke.
Her ragged breath was my only response, and I took it with satisfaction that she was listening to me. I rubbed my index finger down the inside her leg again, before I pressed it against her clit. In a painfully slow motion, I circled it, waiting for her response. Waiting for a break in her stillness. A part of me wanted to see her lose it, to break her silence and give me a reason to punish the delicate and sweet skin of hers.
"Such a good girl," I commented, I sped up my fingers, feeling hot as I watched her reaction. Her cheeks were flushed, teeth grinding as she breathed heavy against my touch.
My other hand reached for her breast, greedily kneading it between my hand. I wanted a reaction, I finally decided. I wanted to mark her skin with my mouth. I wanted to bruise it and make it stain red. I wanted to her to disobey.
"You feel so good, baby," I breathed, my finger moving from her clit. My knuckle dragged against her, soaking in her juices before I pushed a finger into her. She gasped, though her body remained rigid against my touch. "So fucking obedient."
I pulled her against my crotch, allowing her to feel how much she was affecting me, and how badly I wanted her, despite my endless torture. Cruelty could be so fun, I thought to myself as I watched her face crumble with pleasure. I couldn't stand it anymore though. My little Spice was obedient and she wasn't going to give in, as much as I wanted her too. I didn't have all day to torture her body though, we had places to be, and I wanted her now.
I pressed a kiss to her lip. "That's enough," I muttered against her skin. "You can move."
It was crazy to see how instantly her body relaxed, a moan escaping her lips as her legs suddenly wrapped around my waist again. I let out a sound as she pulled me towards her, connecting our lips in an instant.
Fucking hell, I thought as her lips pressed into me desperately. Her nails dug into my back, and she suddenly began to grind her naked body against my sweats. My fingers gripped her hips as I kissed her hungrily, taken back by how demanding she suddenly was. I wasn't about to complain though. Knowing she wanted me made me feel like I was starved for air and she was oxygen.
I kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring the inside of her perfect little mouth and I grinded my hips against hers, desperate for fiction. I moaned as my cock brushed against her centre, nipping at her lip as the pleasure rocked through my body like an electrical current.
"Don't do that again," she hissed against my lips. "That felt like torture."
"That was the point," I breathed, biting down on her lip. I tugged on it before smirking as she whimpered. "I wanted to see how responsive you'd be."
"How's this for responsive," she muttered against my lips.
Before my brain could understand what was happening, she had used her strength and position to flip us over, so my back was now laying against the bed.
I blinked rapidly, my hands falling on her hips. I tried to sit up, to gain the control again, but she made a tsking noise under her breath, and attached her lips to mine.
Sophia was grinding down in my lap, pushing her breasts against my chest and kissing me like I was her last fucking meal. Her whimpers and moans of her own movements against me go straight to my cock, and I thought I may cum just from that.
My hands reached for her ass, pushing and grinding it down against my sweats and we kissed.
I felt lost. Her body made me forget everything, her tongue made me delirious and her soft touches were making me sweat with anticipation.
I squeeze her left ass cheek, my other hand finding it's way back to her core, desperate to hear the loudest moan fall from her lips again. My knuckle moves in a circle against her clit, making her moans fill my mouth and her hips to move frantically in search of her release.
"You're too dressed," she panted against my lips. "Why are you wearing so many clothes?"
"If my sweats come off, I'm not going to be able to stop myself from pounding into you without mercy."
"Do it," she breathed like a plea. She threw her head back as my knuckle pressed harder against her. She let out a cry. "Please."
"No condom," I reminded her, my lips finding her neck. I couldn't help but bite down on the now fading bruise from the last time. I really needed to by condoms, because all Sophia needed to do was say please, and I would be fucking her raw into next week.
"I don't care," she groaned. "Please, please, please."
That was enough for me. I nodded against her skin, allowing her tiny hands to find their way to my sweats. With the awkward position we were in, it took a few long seconds for her to push them down and away, allowing my cock to spring up and I let out a hiss as the cold air touched it.
I swallowed harshly as she sat up, hovering over me, a glint in her eye that told me it was her time to tease me. I challenged her right back, narrowing my eyes and my knuckle on her clit sped up.
She brushed her pussy lips against my cock, moving slowly, making us both groan. "Are you teasing me?" I asked harshly, gripping her ass in my hand.
"Not very nice, is it?" She asked, swallowing.
She had some nerves, I'd give her that. I bit down harshly on my lip, before wrapping my arm around her waist and moving her to the edge of the bed. I sat with my legs planted on the floor, my arm around her waist and my forehead now pressed against hers.
My lips found hers, and I softened the kiss between us as I guided her down onto me. I was planning on being gentle, but Sophia was full of surprises. In one swift motion, she pressed herself all the way down on my cock, and I swear I saw stars.
"Fuck," I called out. Both my hands found their way to her ass, and I began to rock her against me, moving her in a motion that made her breasts bounce.
I watched them bounce against us both, my mouth watering as she moaned my name. She sounded so fucking sweet, my own personal Angel bouncing on my cock, allowing me to fill her, allowing me to squeeze her ass and bite on her neck.
"So good," she cried out, bracing her hands against my shoulders as she moved. "Fuck, Harry."
I swallowed my own moans, burying my face in the side of her neck. She smelled sweet. I licked at her neck, unable to help myself. Her nails dug into my shoulders as a response. The pins and needles of the pain shot down my arms, and I breathed out a groan.
"This is fucking heaven," I said through a groan. "My own fucking Angel."
I pulled my face away from her neck to watch her quiver, her whole body shook as she began to frantically move her hips against me. I shuttered at the feeling, unable to stop myself. The pressure was building in my stomach, and I knew what was coming.
My sweat clung to my body, and I began to meet her movements with deep thrusts.
"Oh my god, oh my god," she chanted, her head fell back as she moaned. "I'm going to cum."
"Me too," I grunted out. I gave her time to move off me, but she made no attempt at doing so. I bit my lip and thrusted up harder, chasing my release. "You gotta get off."
She whimpered, her head still thrown back. "I don't wanna."
"I'm not finishing in you," I grunted, my hands tightening around her small ass. "Please."
Her body shuttered and she ignored me. I watched in awe as she came, her whole body sending a shockwave through it. Her movements slowed and I bit down on my lip as her moans fuelled my own release.
Picking her up by the waist, I spun her around until she laid on her back. Her sensitive body moved under me, moaning as I moved inside her from a new position. I waited until the last possible second, until pulling out of her, my body twitching as I moaned. It felt a tad disrespectful to finish on her stomach, but by the playful smile she was sporting, I had a feeling she may not think the same way.
I braced myself over hair, my hands on either side of the bed as I stared down at her with awe. Such a pretty thing, I thought to myself, before, after and during sex. There was never a moment she wasn'f fucking beautiful.
Spices fingers reached up to brush away the hair that was sticking to my forehead, grinning as she did. I liked her like this. She pressed a kiss against my cheek.
"I need a shower," she said with a sigh. I nodded, unable to find my words as I continued to stare. "Are you coming?"
A/N:
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