Penelope.
Harry was bloody driving me crazy.
It was Monday and I only had work for two more days after this before we took the trip to Holmes Chapel. I hadn't even really thought about the fact that I was about to meet Harry's family. I kind of braced myself for the worst after my meeting with Gemma had gone horrible.
I really hoped I could sway her into liking me, or it would be a couple of very long days.
But that wasn't why I was going crazy.
The sex ban got lifted today, allowed by doctor's orders.
Harry had been trying stuff with me throughout the entirety of the past week but I had been able to keep him at bay so far. I had wisely spent the weekend at my own house because there was only so much denying I could do. He was one persuasive good looking man and my heart wasn't the only thing thumping for him at this point.
To be honest, a week without sex was quite long for us. But I wasn't as dramatic about it as Harry. He literally acted like it had been a year and it had been the worst time of his life. He exaggerated so much it made me roll my eyes, as if it was unthinkable for someone to not have sex for a week. I knew for a fact he jerked off in the shower nearly daily, so I wasn't sure what he was complaining about. I had gone 23 years without sex.
My work day was almost over and he had been sending me texts all day. I had ignored his call during my lunch break because I know what it would lead to, and Harry had been begging me to come home to him sooner to relieve his needs.
Message from: Harry
You're not going to know what hit you tonight.
Message from: Harry
Have so many things planned for us.
Message from: Harry
Hope you don't have to talk too much tomorrow because your voice will be gone from screaming my name.
Message from: Harry
Kicked Mitch and Sarah out for tonight.
Message from: Harry
I know your pussy is waiting for me... get your ass home, kitten. I fucking need you.
I sighed as I turned my phone screen over and tried to focus on my computer to finish up my work. I had to admit that I was yearning for him too. Of course I was horny and needy for him, I couldn't even pretend like my fingers or a toy were anywhere near as good as him.
I had successfully denied him so far because I was really fucking scared for his health. Even tonight I knew I wouldn't be fully able to let go because I'd constantly be checking his heart rate. He had been good though the past few days, honestly back to normal again. And clearly, the doctor had allowed us to have sex again after a week so he must be fine.
The second the clock struck five, I logged out of my computer and gathered my things. Felix cocked up an eyebrow from his desk, clearly surprised that I didn't stay long today. I stayed long every single day. The smirk on his lips told me that he knew very well what was going on, "Enjoy, baby cakes."
I rolled my eyes but blushed either way, "Thanks." My high heels took me to the elevator and I tugged down my skirt a little bit before getting in my car.
My finger impatiently tapped on the steering wheel as I was stuck in traffic at rush hour, and I drove more carefully since it was zero degrees outside. With the rain from the past few days, all the puddles would turn into ice. We had already agreed to taking Harry's fancy Volvo for the drive to Holmes Chapel.
I harshly tugged on the steering wheel, making the sharp turn to park beneath Harry's building before I hastily made my way to the elevator to take me up to his floor.
I checked my reflection in the mirror, running a hand through my loose hair and quickly wiping beneath my eyes to smudge away any bit of mascara that would've smeared during the day. I was sure Harry was about to ruin me enough as it was.
My knuckles came down on his door as I fiddled with the strap of my bag, and I heard his hurried footsteps on the other end before he yanked the door open.
"Hi, w-", I could hardly say anything as he dragged me inside and pushed me up against the closed door, crashing his lips on mine. I dropped my bag to the ground, my eyes fluttering close as I locked my arms around his neck to kiss him back.
He was definitely needy.
I was immediately out of breath from the force of his lips. His hands were everywhere, quickly sliding down to my ass as he cupped it and pulled my hips closer to his. His tongue delved into mine, harshly licking at every crevice of my mouth as I caught his breaths.
I forced him to pull back by tugging his hair, gasping in a much needed breath, "H-Harry, you're going to make me faint." I joked out with a grin as he immediately latched his lips onto my neck. He groaned into my skin, "That's the point, kitten. Fuck... been so hard for you all day."
His fingers dug into my ass over my skirt and I squeezed the back of his neck in response, "Bedroom?" I breathily asked and he hummed, "Too far."
I squealed when he lifted me up, carrying me through the apartment blindly before putting me down on the dining table. My ass knocked over the empty coffee mug on it and it rolled down the side until breaking into pieces on the floor. Harry didn't even look up.
His hands hitched my dress up as his lips continued to lick and suck on my neck. I was definitely going to have marks all over me from this, but I couldn't really say I cared.
I'll just wear a turtleneck.
Harry's hands slid down my legs until he blindly fumbled with my boots, "Off, off..." He murmured and I nodded, bringing my legs up to zip down my boots. Harry slowed down a little, out of breath from all his kissing. He pulled back to look at me with the darkest eyes I had ever seen on him, and it made my stomach do a backflip.
"Fuck, missed you so much." He muttered, hands cupping my breasts over the fabric of my jumper and he sighed, "Missed your body... 'm gonna make you feel so good tonight, kitten."
His hands kneaded my tits before dropping lower again, hitching my skirt up more until he felt the elastic band of my black tights. His lips hovered over mine as I stabilized myself with my hands behind me on the table, arching my back into him.
"Missed me this week? Going to have to prep you, baby, haven't been fucked in seven days... You're gonna be so tight. Little pussy's gonna grip me so good." He muttered, licking at my bottom lip as I moaned. He was exaggerating for the point of it. I was sure I wouldn't have an issue taking him after just seven days without sex.
His fingers slowly dragged the tights down my legs, causing goosebumps to raise over the freshly exposed skin of my thighs. I could only moan at what he said. Harry always knew his dirty talk turned me on, usually without me noticing. I never expected it to have such an effect on me the way it did.
Harry continued, "Haven't even been able to properly fuck my girlfriend ever since telling her I loved her... Missed daddy's cock, hmm?"
I bit my lip to stifle my giggle at the use of the word daddy. I had slipped it in while being in my subspace, so desperate for an orgasm that I'd literally do anything. I also used when drunk and trying to seduce Harry at Pixies. Once again a moment in time where I lost all inhibitions and was fully blinded by my lust. Drunk me was a confident me, and a chatty crass-mouthed me apparently.
I bucked my hips up when he had fully dragged the tights off of my legs, leaving me in the skirt and my underwear. His hands worked on my jumper next, swiftly tugging it over my head and the tank top followed soon after. I arched my back more, feeling the need to be closer to him as I cupped his cheeks and kissed him.
Harry hummed against my mouth, dropping his hands to my waist, "Tell me how much you missed my cock, Penelope." He instructed, biting down on my lip shortly until it snapped back into place. I whined as he dragged this out and let out a sigh, "Harry, just fuck me..."
"Needy?" He smirked, brushing his nose over my jaw, "I'm not going to stop all night, kitten... be prepared."
"I've been prepared all week." I hissed, "Get on with it."
His brows raised at my boldness and he darkly chuckled, "That's my girl."
A short kiss was pressed to my lips before he lifted me up again, carrying me to the couch. I let him throw me around like a ragdoll, putting me down on the floor and spinning me around before he harshly made me bend over the armrest. I smashed my hands into the pillows to brace myself but Harry had a rough grip on my neck and pushed me down further until I was fully bent and my cheek was against the cushions.
My ass was lifted up into the air and I let out staggered breaths when Harry lifted up my skirt, exposing the red thong I wore today, matching it with my bra. He always went crazy when I wore red lingerie and I had dressed up for the occasion.
"Oh, fuck me." He whimpered at the sight, palm slowly rubbing my right ass cheek before it came down on it in a sharp slap that had me jolting up.
My feet were together, Harry's legs parted around mine and I held my breath as he hooked my underwear to the side, "Fuck, I can't wait any longer." He groaned, pushing his sweatpants down to let his hard dick out of its restraints. He slapped up against my ass and without any warning, Harry pushed himself inside of me.
I clawed at the cushions, my eyes rolling back as my back arched, "Oh – Harry... fuck!" I cried out at the intense feeling of him filling me up without any prep. He wasn't worried about hurting me because he never did. It just felt tight and insanely sensitive like this, but I'd adjust soon like I always did.
My closed legs shuddered from the intense pleasure and Harry let out a throaty moan, "So fucking wet for me... been thinking about this at work today, hmm?"
"Yes!" I moaned out, "Been thinking about this all day... God, Harry... you feel incredible." I sighed out in relief at the feeling of him inside of me. I felt him throbbing and twitching and I already knew this wasn't going to last long.
For either of us.
"Baby..." Harry whimpered, a tight hold on my hips as he stilled once fully inside of me, giving me the time to adjust. I licked my lips, "Take what you need, baby." I assured him, "Use me, I don't care."
His breath hitched in his throat at my unasked permission, and in response his hand slapped my ass again. I bit down on my lip and clenched around him, even bringing my hands behind my back willingly, being as submissive as I could get for him.
He deserved this.
"Holy fucking – shit, Pen, that's so hot. Letting me use you like the good little fucktoy you are." He murmured out, taking a hold of my wrists behind my back and pressing them down so I arched out more. I gasped at the feeling, my hips twisting a little to feel him hitting me in a fully different angle.
"Please, please, please," I whined out into the couch, my brows furrowed in anticipation, "fuck me."
Harry mercilessly started pounding into me after that, using my cervix as a box ball to use all his pent up sexual frustration out on. I moaned and mewled out on the couch, my legs trembling as the amount of pleasure I felt was indescribable. I didn't even realize how much I had missed sex until this.
Harry's fingertips digging into my wrists would for sure leave marks, but he was being a full animal right now and I couldn't say I minded, "Begging for my cum, huh? My perfect slut missed daddy filling her up like this." He grunted. I honestly hardly heard him and decided not to comment on the daddy-thing. I wanted him to have this. I'd allow literally anything tonight, and it would be a lie to say his dirty talk didn't turn me on. I was far too stunned and shy to participate, something I always felt annoyed with from myself. I wanted to talk to him like that too because I was sure it turned him on as well.
My legs left the ground, bending up behind him with my ankles locked together as I tried my best to keep still for him. My legs being closed made it all the tighter for the both of us but I assumed that that's what Harry wanted.
"Fuck!" He cried out, thighs slapping against mine as he slammed his hips forward with each thrust. He was using so much force that the couch actually jolted, scraping over the floors of his apartment as I was getting railed on this couch.
"Oh my god..." I whimpered under my breath as my orgasm approached me like a freight train and Harry continued crying out and moaning from behind me, "P-Pen, I'm not gonna last..."
I managed to shake my head, pushing my ass up a little to the best of my abilities to let him know it was okay. But I honestly hadn't expected it to be that quick. A mere minute later, Harry shouted out and jerked his hips forward, making me jolt up on the couch. His hands tightly held my wrists together and he stilled, releasing himself inside of me.
His orgasm was huge. He continued the short, sharp thrusts to fully empty himself as I caught my breath on the couch.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, you didn't cum." He spoke in a strained voice, still riding out his orgasm. I licked my dry lips as I relaxed a little, moving my arms around so Harry got the hint to release them. My shoulders were sore from the position and I let out a breath as I stretched my arms out in front of me, "it's okay." I reassured him.
Harry lovingly stroked his hands up and down my back, relaxing my muscles as my upcoming orgasm slowly subsided and left me hanging, but it was true that I didn't really care. This wasn't about me.
I winced slightly when Harry pulled out, and he didn't even feel like he softened all the way. My suspicions were confirmed when he helped me stand up, immediately scooping me up before his release leaked out of me. I caught a glimpse of his half-hard cock while Harry panted, carrying me through the apartment.
His sweats weren't even off, just pushed down below his hips and he still had on his t-shirt. It had been just a quickie to relieve himself but he shot me a small smirk, "I'll make it up to you, promise. Not done with you for the night."
I was a little dizzy from being thrown and carried around everywhere but I decided to just go with it. I let out a sharp breath when Harry dropped me on the mattress. He walked around for a second, opening his closet and yanking the sex-drawer open. I didn't pay much attention to what he pulled out of there, I was fine with everything.
The sight of a buttplug made my stomach clench in anticipation though and he smirked, "Going to fuck your pretty little ass tonight, Penelope."
I whimpered as I ached for him and Harry walked over to me, immediately crawling in between my legs and attaching his mouth to my centre before I could say a word. He really wasn't wasting any time tonight.
My muscles tightened upon feeling his tongue push right inside of me, lapping up his own orgasm that was spilling from me. My jaw dropped in a loud gasp as I pushed myself up on my elbows to see him staring at me from between my legs.
Seeing Harry like that was the most erotic thing ever. His eyes a dark green from the lust clouding them, his brown hair sticking out between my thighs. He kept eye contact, fingers sinking into my hips to keep me from squirming as he ate me out. I shuddered in delight at the way his tongue licked at me, and after fucking me with the muscle for a bit he moved his lips up to fold around my throbbing clit.
I cried out at that, still so sensitive from my upcoming orgasm that I couldn't help but grind my hips back against him. My fingers found his hair, fisting the locks and pulling him deeper into me as he flicked his tongue, rolling it over my nerves with pressure to satisfy me. His hands left my hips, allowing the space to move around while I faintly saw him reaching for the butt plug. The sound of the cap opening from the bottle of anal lube, made my heartbeat faster.
I allowed him all the space he wanted when he brought the plug between us, keeping eye contact with me as he softly pressed it against my puckered hole with his tongue still inside of me. I gave him the shortest of nods and he hummed, pushing it inside of me.
My eyes rolled back at the pressure that felt so incredibly good I couldn't even explain it. God damn it he was going to wreck me tonight. With the plug inside of me and pressing against my g-spot, and his tongue working its magic, I was on the brink of an orgasm in no time.
"Harry!" I moaned out, throwing my head back into the pillow, "Oh fuck, fuck, yes!"
His hands quickly kept my hips down again, making my ass push harder into the mattress and the butt plug slightly shifted inside of me, making me mewl out in pure pleasure.
"Just like that, just like that... fuck – don't stop... keep going, please!" I whimpered, locking my legs around his head as he hummed. The vibrations coursed through me and made me whine out his name again. With his lips nibbling on my clit, the pressure inside of me exploded.
"Yes!" I hoarsely cried out when I hit my high, legs quivering and knuckles white from gripping his hair so harshly as I writhed around on the bed and sharply sucked in breaths. The relief was immense and Harry didn't let up, continuing to tongue me until I winced and whimpered, attempting to push his head away. My toes curled into the sheets as he forcefully kept me in place, not even budging at my attempts to stop him.
My vision blurred as I was oversensitive but he greedily kept his lips folded around my clit, the tip of his tongue swooping right between my wet folds to drag another orgasm out of me. I desperately cried out on the bed, arching my back and thrashing around.
"Harry!" I screamed as I came again, my cunt throbbing and sensitive against his mouth while he harshly sucked on me. My nails were about to break from fisting the sheets so hard and I couldn't stop my legs from closing around his head.
Tears escaped my eyes until he finally disengaged, fully out of breath from eating me out. My head lolled to the side as my legs buzzed and my chest heaved up and down. I was still wearing my bra and my skirt, and I hardly felt it when Harry's fingertips dragged the zipper of it down to rid me of it.
I lazily opened my eyes to see him hovering over me, chin glistening in my arousal.
"Give me a taste." I murmured and he smirked when I opened my mouth. He was quick to spit in it and kissed me hard afterwards, resting on top of me as we rolled around the mattress together. I flipped us over, gasping every once in a while when the plug shifted. Much to Harry's amusement.
He yanked his shirt off, dick still out of his pants and growing again while I straddled his hips and reached behind me to unclasp my bra.
I sat on his thighs, seeing his cock rest against his belly and my hand closed around it to touch him and get him fully hard again. Harry hummed in approval, relaxing on the bed as I stroked him up and down, thumbing at his slat to gather the precum.
I leaned down to bend over him, grinding my hips into his and our naked centres pressed together. I moaned immediately when I felt him bumping into my swollen clit, which was still so sensitive from the insane orgasm I had just experienced. I could hardly feel my legs but I didn't want to pause, I wanted more.
Harry's hands cupped my ass, kneading my ass cheeks as he sighed into my mouth while we kissed, "Are you okay with doing anal tonight?" He checked quickly and I smiled while nodding, "Yes, totally."
The butt plug he pushed inside of me was definitely quite large, but I had adapted to it quickly, my rim tightly closing around the end of it. It didn't feel uncomfortable and I knew Harry's dick was still quite a bit larger than that, but I was relaxed and ready, and I wanted this.
I wasn't nervous. We had been building up to this for a while now. I kissed him again, pressing my hips down a little harder. "Fuck." I moaned softly and Harry whimpered at the sensitive touch of my slick pussy rolling into his hard shaft.
I couldn't wait any longer and lifted myself up, positioning him at my entrance before I sunk down. Harry's eyes popped out of their sockets in surprise, his fingers harshly grabbing my thighs as he tensed and let out a low, long moan.
"F-Fuck, baby... so wet..." He murmured, eyes closed in bliss as I took him all the way inside of me. Being so full, and in combination with the butt plug, I could hardly keep it together on top of him. I leaned down a little to hold onto the headboard, giving Harry the perfect opportunity to play with my tits. He gently traced his thumbs over my nipples while I gently rocked back and forth on top of him.
I arched my back, keening at his touch and he lifted his head a little to take a nipple in his mouth. He harshly sucked on the taut nub, assisting me in bringing his hips up and meeting me halfway, bottoming out with every thrust.
The pace was a lot slower than before, a lot more sensual and passionate. On the couch it was just a hard fuck to satisfy the most primal needs whereas now it was lust and love all mixed together in a perfect combination of hot sex.
"Tell me how much you missed my cock." Harry whimpered in a plea and I smiled slightly, leaning down to kiss his lips before humming, "Missed you so much..." I murmured, "missed feeling you inside of me like this, filling me up. Missed being this close to you."
His hands palmed my naked back, stroking up and down before settling on my hips, "You're so good for me, baby... I'm never gonna get enough of you – ever."
I kissed him again, feeling him slip in and out of me, slick in my arousal.
Harry growled against my mouth, nails raking up and down my back and making me shudder before he rolled us over again. He slipped out of me while my hair fanned out over the pillow behind me and I saw him kneeling in between my legs.
His hands took hold of my calves, sliding up to the bend of my knee as he pushed my legs up into me. My knees were near my shoulders, lifting my hips up immediately and he shuffled closer until the back of my thighs rested on top of his lap.
The position felt familiar and easy and I was happy to be able to see his face. His jaw dropped and his eyes glazed over when he had the perfect view of both my holes, one dripping in pure arousal and the other filled with a butt plug.
His pointer finger ran over my rim gently before he made eye-contact with me, "I'm going to pull it out now, yeah?"
I felt the soft cotton sheets beneath my fingertips as I nodded and then his hand grabbed the end of the plug as he started pulling it out of me. I let out a shuddery breath and focussed on relaxing, but the sensation was so overwhelming.
I felt empty and cold immediately, pouting at him which had him smirking. He tossed the plug to the side, stroking his own cock shortly, "No worries, kitten, 'm gonna fill you up all nice and good. Just how you love it."
My ankles rested on his shoulders now as he took the bottle of lube, squirting some on his fingers before he lathered his dick in the clear lube, just a thin layer.
He positioned himself at my ass and I swallowed thickly, nodding at him. Harry grunted, shaking his head to himself, "I fucking love you so much."
My heart warmed at his words and I widely smiled, giggling to myself, "I love you too."
My smile faltered when he pushed his tip in and I felt my heartbeat picking up, nerves skyrocketing at the unfamiliar territory.
"If at any point you want to stop, please, just say so." Harry murmured, pausing for a minute, "It's supposed to feel good for you, not painful at all. We'll just see how it goes, okay? Just... don't hesitate to stop me if needed. I don't care."
I exhaled shakily and nodded, "Okay."
The second he started pushing in, I knew I'd never ever ask him to stop.
His cock stretched me, my muscles burning around him in the best way. I could feel my eyes glazing over immediately as I held my breath, completely in disbelief at the strange sensation that somehow felt better than anything else I had ever felt.
I could tell Harry felt it too, a smug smirk on his face as he stroked his hands up and down my thighs to soothe me. His eyes constantly flicked between my face and where he was disappearing inside of me. I felt myself a little jealous of his view, to be honest.
"Oh..." I whimpered in shock when he continued inching more and more forward, "Harry, I'm –" I moaned, unable to finish my sentence as I mewled at the feeling.
I bit down on my lip, brow furrowing in a pleasured scrunch.
"You love this, don't you?" Harry murmured, "My little kitten loves having her ass stuffed full of my cock. Fuckin' unreal, Pen..." he sighed, "unreal. So damn tight, can feel you s-so good."
The pressure was outstanding, and unlike anything I had ever felt before. I couldn't even compare it to anything, all I know was that I was immediately drunk on it and addicted to the feeling of being this full.
"Are you good?" Harry breathed and I eagerly nodded, "God, yes, please..." My plea sounded pathetic but I didn't know how else to ask him to move and fuck me.
Harry got the hint and hummed, eyes dropping down again, "Never had your little cunt this wet, my kitten."
I was about to respond but gasped instead when I felt him moving. Harry kept his hands on my legs as he slowly drew back about halfway and then pushed back in.
"Harder... harder, harder, harder." I rushed out in a strangled cry and Harry tutted me, "Easy, baby."
My legs trembled against his shoulders and I was fully losing it as he kept up the slow pace. It amused him to no end to see me struggling and writhing, "My fucking girl."
I jolted up and moaned out when I felt his palm coming down on my pussy in a sharp little slap, my arousal coating his palm now as he went on to palm one of my tits.
I could already feel tears forming in my waterline from how intense this was. Every time he moved to pull out, I felt a sense of relief but I also immediately wanted him back for more. I ached for him to stay inside of me.
He eventually started moving a little sharper, his thrusts snappier and deeper and I whined out whenever I feel his tip against my g-spot. But Harry knew what I needed without me even having to open my mouth. My eyes were wired shut in intense pleasure when I felt him push one leg back against my torso while the other stayed against his shoulder. It changed the angle and I started losing it when I feel his fingers playing with my folds. My entire body tensed at the extra stimulation.
He casually and cruelly flicked my clit about twice before plunging two fingers in with no warning. He slid right in from how fucking insanely wet I was, swallowed by my pussy as it greedily welcomed the touch.
I attempted to arch my back but the position made it impossible. I was fully at Harry's mercy and panting like a woman in labour as sweat formed on my hairline.
"Harry!" I screamed out from the back of my throat when he curled his fingers, tickling my spongy spot deep inside of me from the other angle. I twisted my hips around but it was no use as my legs started quivering and my hands tightened around the sheets. Eventually it didn't feel like enough anymore and my hands reached out for his thighs, pulling him into me while my nails dug into his skin.
Harry moaned at the feeling, completely mesmerized by the sight of me coming undone on the bed. I could only compare this feeling to two other moments. One being when he edged me four times and the other being when he punished me and I went into subspace. Both those times I definitely had less control and wasn't as aware of what was happening, but the feeling now was much more foreign and intense than back then.
It's like my body couldn't even cope with the amount of pleasure, and I let out noises that were downright pornographic, noises I had never made before. Harry smirked arrogantly, but I was sure that if he was unable to see my face right now, he'd be alarmed. I was sure that if someone was home right now, they'd think I was being tortured.
"Are you gonna cum, kitten?" Harry taunted, taking great pleasure in my state. I couldn't even nod anymore, my entire body went limp on the bed as my eyes rolled back.
I didn't even realize I was squirting until I felt the liquid spraying on my belly. My eyes hazily opened to see my orgasm spewing out of me with each thrust of his hips. It felt fully different than squirting from vaginal penetration, because the liquid couldn't really come out then because his dick was in the way.
I had always heard that it was quite a bit easier to squirt from anal sex, and it proved right as my pussy continued to gush every time Harry slammed his hips forward. My legs were shaking, my mouth open in a silent scream. I screamed out though when I felt his thumb on my clit, rubbing furious circles and elongating my orgasm, "H-Harry! I'm - I can-can't.. Fuck!"
I kept squirting, making Harry grunt and moan at the sight of my cunt releasing fluid and covering my own torso. It was the most unreal feeling, nothing had ever felt more relieving than this bloody orgasm.
"Oh, fuck, fuck!" Harry cried out, suddenly harshly pulling out of me. His hand fisted his cock and he tugged on himself while his other hand continued to pleasure my clit. I was squirming and whining on the bed, oversensitive and overstimulated. It took Harry about two more strokes to finish, his cum shooting out of him in sharp spurts and landing on my stomach to mix with my own release.
The feeling of being empty was overpowering all of a sudden, like something was missing now that he wasn't inside of me anymore. But on the other hand, it felt relieving without the pressure and I was somewhat glad that Harry didn't finish in my ass.
Harry's head was rolled back to face the ceiling, his jaw open and his chest glistening in a thin layer of sweat as his dick softened in his hand. I was panting on the bed, buzzing and trembling from the elongated and torturous orgasm.
My legs couldn't hold the position anymore and I fought Harry sitting between my legs as I attempted to close and stretch them.
"Shh, baby, have to clean you up." He murmured shakily and I groaned in protest. He shuffled away though, allowing me to stretch and relieve my muscles. I groaned out in satisfaction, still fully sunken down in the bed and I didn't feel like I'd be able to leave it soon.
My legs had never felt so fucked after having sex. I wasn't sure what it was that made it different though this time. I had never related to those girls who couldn't walk after sex. Sometimes I felt a bit weaker but I could always stand on my legs. Now, I completely didn't trust them to hold me up. I couldn't even feel them.
I felt Harry's gaze on me, and I opened my eyes to see him sitting on the bed next to me, admiring the mixture of cum on my body. It was a lot.
I flinched when his finger ran around my nipple, scooping up some of our arousal before he popped it in his mouth. He hummed at the feeling and I swore to god this motherfucker was about to get me horny again. But I couldn't, my body couldn't. Not tonight. Not me.
Harry on the other hand, seemed less than tired. His eyes glimmered as he smirked at me, "How do you feel?"
"Fucked." I whimpered out and he laughed, "I'm gonna go turn the shower on, okay?"
I shook my head with a whine, "Harry... I can't walk."
His eyes widened but his smile was wide, "Hmm, fucked you too hard, did I?"
"Mhm." I pouted, bringing up one hand to push his hair back from his forehead, "Can you clean me up?"
His eyes dropped to my filthy body again, licking his lips and I quickly cleared my throat, "... with a towel."
It was his turn to pout, "You are no fun."
I scoffed, "Yeah, say that to the girl who's ass you just fucked."
Harry's laughter rang through the room as he got up to his feet and shortly disappeared into the bathroom. I used the moment to close my eyes, letting myself relax from what just happened. They blinked open again when I felt the warm, damp towel against my skin. Harry had his lip between his teeth, a look of adorable concentration on his face as he dragged the towel over my skin to clean me up.
The sight made me smile, and his aftercare was always so pure and gentle. It made me feel his love for me.
I was slowly but surely feeling a bit more energized as he hummed a song to me while cleaning me up. I jerked up a little when he nudged my thighs apart, cleaning up between my legs where I was still so sensitive. He coaxed me and was gentle as always, pecking my temple once he was done, "Do you feel okay?"
He cleaned himself off as well, tossing the towel in the hamper afterwards.
He had a look of concern in his eyes, both of us butt naked and resting on the bed now. I shot him a smile, "Mhm. You?"
"Yeah, fuck, that was... Jesus..."
I chuckled and nodded, "Agreed."
"Did you like it?"
"Loved it." I emphasized, "But maybe it's something we keep for special occasions? It's so... intense." I sighed, "I feel like I'm going to feel this for days."
Harry cooed, brushing some hair away from my face, "My baby's proper fucked, isn't she?"
I hummed in agreement, "How about you?"
He hesitated for a moment, "Had a couple more things in mind but we should keep them for another day."
I frowned, "You... you want to go again?"
"I mean..." he shrugged and then chuckled, "I thought seven rounds for seven missed days."
My eyes near popped out of their sockets, "Seven rounds?! That's five more?"
"We've got all night, don't we?" He murmured, scooting closer until he circled his arm around my waist. He was soft and warm and I keened at the gentle touch, "Well, I have to work tomorrow. And are you telling me you could get hard seven times in a row?"
"Never thought I could, but anything's possible with you." He snickered, "but like I said, let's just... call it a night. We'd enjoy it more if we're energized and not so sensitive."
I tucked my lip between my teeth as I scanned his face, "But... are you... satisfied then? Or did you expect more?"
"No, no, baby." Harry shook his head, "'M always satisfied. I'm good, don't worry. That was so incredible."
I relaxed a little again, nuzzling my nose into his neck, "Two more days of work and then I'm all yours, promise." I mumbled.
With his fingertips dancing over my spine, Harry kissed my forehead, "Nervous about meeting my mum?"
I groaned, "Yes. I've kind of already made my peace with the fact that your family will hate me."
"Gemma's not an indication for the rest of my family, Penelope." Harry chuckled, "My mum's a lot more like me, she'll love you. As will Gemma, she just needs some time. Once she finds out we're in love and in a relationship, it'll all be good."
I smiled up at him, "Excited to see where you grew up, though."
"I'm kind of excited for the road trip, not going to lie."
I cupped his cheek, kissing him firmly. My heart was so full and my stomach was so violently swarming with butterflies. Harry wasn't lying though when he said he was incredibly horny tonight, because I felt him thickening up against my leg again when we kissed.
My body didn't have the energy for another round of sex, but there were multiple other ways to satisfy him.
"Have you ever wanted a threesome?" I blurted out, curiosity taking over. Harry pulled back from the kiss with a confused look, "A threesome? With you?"
"No, I don't know." I shrugged, "just, in general."
"I've never had one." Harry mumbled, "Have you thought about it?"
I nibbled on my lip, my hesitation not going unnoticed by Harry, "You have? Hmm, filthy minx, you."
I rolled my eyes and tried to keep my blushing cheeks under control. Harry snickered, "If you really want to, we could find another girl to b-"
"Another girl?" I frowned before slowly shaking my head, "No, I was thinking about another guy."
"What?"
I licked my lips, "For you." I traced my finger over his collarbone, keeping my eyes low, "I wonder what you'd look like if someone fucked you while... you were fucking... me." I murmured.
Harry groaned, hooking his leg over mine as he rolled on top of me, grinding his hips into my thigh as he panted out, "Fuck... You've been thinking about that?"
"Just a thought." I shrugged, "just wondered how it'd feel for you."
"To be honest, I think it would be a lot. I'm not sure if I'd be able to handle it." He truthfully spoke, but the way he was rock hard and rubbing himself against my thigh, proved just how much the idea turned him on, "I'd be jealous as well." He added in a whisper.
I giggled a little, running a hand through his hair, "I wouldn't do anything with the guy. Like I said, it's for you."
"So you wouldn't want to fuck him?"
I shrugged, "No, just you."
Harry nudged my jaw with his nose, continuing the soft rocks of his hips into my skin for a little relief, "Who would you want? Someone we both know and trust?"
"Mhm, it'd have to be someone we're comfortable with. Being naked and vulnerable and all. I know I couldn't do that with just anyone."
"So... one of our friends?" Harry guessed and I snickered, "Since this is just hypothetical, I'm going to say yes."
I immediately started thinking of our friend group. Three of them were pretty queer, and with at least two of them I never wanted any such thing to happen. That were Dave and Louis. Never in my life would I want either of them to see me naked.
So that left one option.
"So... Zayn?" Harry spoke as if reading my thoughts and I reached up to shortly kiss him, "I guess he'd be our only option."
"Do you think he's attractive?"
I snorted, "Have you seen him? Obviously... he's very pretty."
"He is." Harry agreed before groaning, "but I'd be jealous that he got to see you like this. Want to be the only one, for my eyes only." His hands fondled my breasts at that as he licked on my neck. He shuffled down just a bit, leaving a love bite on his trademark spot on the swell of my breast.
I smiled at his words and nodded, "For you only."
We stared at each other for a bit, both lazy and dirty but both not caring. I licked my lips, "Lie down on your back."
Harry raised his brows but had a small smile on his lips, "What're you planning?"
"Giving you round three out of seven." I giggled, "or something like that."
He moaned as he pressed his lips down on mine before pulling back, "Unreal... you're unreal." He murmured more to himself than to me, but did as I asked and rolled off of me. I felt a little cold without his warm body on top of mine, but I swung my legs over the bed and tried standing up.
I was definitely unstable and a little woozy, much to Harry's amusement. I had my back to him as I opened the sex-drawer again. The butt plug was somewhere lying on the floor to be cleaned later, and I picked out another toy. The same black anal vibrator I had been fucked with a while back. My eyes darted over some more of the items there, and I also picked out a silk scarf.
Harry's eyes widened when he saw what I held in my hands, lips parting as he immediately brought his arms up over his head, submissively holding them against the headboard for me to tie him up.
I looked at him with amusement, "A little eager, are we?"
"Just being a good boy for you."
I hummed in approval and walked over to him, quickly tying his wrists to the headboard. He stared at me intently, cock twitching at the heavy silence in the room. He rested flat and hard on his own stomach, a pool of precum leaking from him and sticking to his belly.
He looked so pretty, tied up and submissive like that.
"Does my good boy want his ass fucked?"
Harry moaned, head rolling back as he licked his lips, "Shit, yes, yes... Please, baby."
I hovered over him, straddling his thighs for a bit. The vibrator was in my hand and I turned it on, letting it buzz over his body. Harry's muscles tensed beneath the buzzing of the toy and I watched intently as I ran it over the length of his torso, down his sternum and towards his belly button, but stopping before I got to the tip of his dick resting there.
He whimpered as I circled one of his nipples, and I teased him a bit by circling all four of them which earned me a bit of a glare.
I shuffled lower again, nudging his legs open for me to sit in between. Harry was slightly panting as I planted myself between his thighs, lowering the vibrator. I did as he had done to me once, skipping where he needed me most and running the toy over the length of his legs.
They quivered when I brushed over his inner thighs, very softly grazing his balls and then moving onto the other side.
"F-Fuck... Penelope." He moaned, eyes closed and lip tucked between his lips.
"What do you want, hmm?" I softly asked and his breath hitched in his throat when I let the vibrator run over his belly, right next to his shaft. Harry's eyes were hazy and dark as he followed the movement of my hand.
"Y-You... your mouth... vibrator in my ass and my dick in your mouth – please."
I smiled, "You want my lips around your hard cock? Want to slide right down my throat?"
His hips jerked up as he grunted, making the vibrator slightly slip and touch the side of his cock. He gasped in a breath and fought the scarf on his wrists, "Yes!"
My finger softly flicked the head of his cock once, making him whimper ever so slightly at the touch that didn't relieve him even a bit.
"Beg for me."
His eyes shot open as he stared at me, pressing his lips together stubbornly. I cocked up an eyebrow at his defiantness and raised myself up on my knees.
His eyes shortly flicked over to the black vibrator when I removed it from his skin and slowly brought it between my thighs. He tugged on the restraints again and I raised my brows, "Anything you'd like to say?"
He remained tight-lipped and I smirked slightly, letting the buzzing sex toy make contact with my folds. I immediately let out a sigh at the pleasurable touch, parting my legs a little to give him the perfect view. His eyes were glued to my centre when the toy glistened in my arousal and I pressed it down on my clit.
I definitely moaned a little louder for dramatic purposes, but I felt Harry's legs tensing around me, his breath coming out in short puffs when I threw my head back and whimpered. One of my hands massaged my own breast, the other held the vibrator that I ran up and down my wet slit. I was definitely too sensitive to actually put it inside of me, but I also suspected Harry would break in about ten seconds if I just kept this up.
Upon hearing his first whine, I opened my eyes to look down at him. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes trained on my pussy as he let out a sigh, "Kitten, baby... please..."
"Please, what?"
I moaned when I pressed the vibrator to my clit again, feeling the jolts of pleasure coursing through me. Harry grunted at the sound, "Fuck me! Please, please, Pen, fuck me... fuck me with the vibrator and take me in your mouth... Please, 'm so hard." He pathetically whined and I smirked, humming to him as I removed the toy from in between my legs, "Good boy."
I didn't give Harry much time to catch his breath, shuffling between his legs as I flattened my tongue against the base of his cock. He jumped up and cried out when I licked up his hard shaft, skipping his tip deliberately as I did it again. He was pressed between his belly and my tongue, writhing restlessly as I always stopped right before I reached the sensitive head.
I teased him a bit more, not paying attention to his leaking tip but sucking on his balls for a bit. He whimpered out curses mixed with my name, and I lifted my head to see his face. He looked so fucked already and I hadn't even started yet, "Baby... stop teasin', please." He sounded so desperate and it made me feel so powerful, so I smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.
My one hand lifted his cock to stand up straight and then I took him in my mouth.
"Oh, God, yes!" Harry let out a strangled cry at the sudden contact. He felt thick and heavy in my mouth, the salty precum covering my tongue as I swirled it around his head and sucked harshly to give him that relief he so desperately wanted.
"Lips of an angel." He murmured drunkenly and I hummed, seeing his abs flex at the sensation.
My mouth worked him for a bit, taking him all the way down my throat until I felt him curving down and I attempted to keep my gags down even though I knew he loved it when my throat clenched around him.
I popped off of him after sucking him good and then did the same as he had done to me earlier. I pushed his thighs back until his back rolled a little and his hips lifted, spreading his ass cheeks for me.
I spat down on his hole, wasting no time in rimming him with my tongue. Harry moaned and grunted out at the feeling of my tongue teasing him with intrusion.
I just wanted him a bit prepped before pushing the vibrator into him. I definitely didn't want it to hurt. Harry relaxed quite quickly, giving me full control as I pushed my tongue in and massaged his rim with my lips. He fully unclenched for me and I released one of his legs to grab the vibrator. I quickly spread some lube over it and tossed the bottle to the floor before circling the vibrator around his rim.
It was still buzzing, and I contemplated turning it off first as I pushed in but I wanted him to fully lose it. I turned it up to the next setting, hearing Harry whimper at the feeling and he bucked his hips up, silently begging me to push it in.
I lifted my head shortly to see his face, keeping eye contact to make sure he was still good with this. His lips were pink and parted, heavy breaths making his chest heave up and down as he looked back at me. His eyes rolled back the second I pushed the toy in. I inched forward slowly while Harry mewled out, trying to keep his legs bent to give me access but they were shivering and trembling from the vibrations running through him.
I tried to angle right towards his prostate and rubbed back and forth with the vibrator once it was fully in. I turned the vibrations up another notch as I started thrusting in and out.
"Penelope, fuuuuuck!" Harry moaned out hoarsely, his legs falling wide as he gave up all control. It was the same state as I had been in earlier, when I couldn't even tense or clench anymore, I could only... let everything happen.
I nicked the skin of his thigh with my teeth, littering his inner thighs with hickeys like he had done to me. I then crawled up a little again to take him in my mouth. I bobbed up and down quickly in sync with the thrusts of the vibrator.
Harry's jaw was open, his eyes rolled back and soft moans coming from his mouth as he was in a state of pleasure I had never witnessed him in.
Was this his subspace?
He opened his eyes again, staring at me with a glazed over look that silently pleaded me to let him cum. I turned the vibrations up to the highest setting and took him deeper in my mouth so he hit the back of my throat each time. I carefully tried to keep an eye on his face and I froze a little when I noticed he was crying.
I popped off of him and paused, out of breath from the workout. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and softly cupped his jaw, "Harry, baby, are you okay?"
He sniffed and hazily looked at me, but it almost seemed like he was looking through me.
"Make me cum... baby... feels s'good." He slurred tiredly, "don't stop, never stop... please."
I quickly nodded, realizing he wasn't in pain or anything but just in a state of... daze. I couldn't remember much from the time I went into my subspace and I had no idea what it looked like for Harry. But he kind of appeared like he had explained it a couple of times to me before.
I grasped his jaw, making him look at me, "Are you going to be a good boy for me and cum down my throat?"
He eagerly nodded, sniffing again, "Yes, yes... I'll do anything..."
I hummed and shot him a small smile, starting up the movements of the vibrator again after holding still. Harry mewled and purred at the sensation, arching his back out.
"Say my name." I whispered and he nodded, "My baby..."
I shook my head, "No, my other name."
I dove down again, fully taking him in my mouth and down my throat in one go as my tongue zigzagged and swirled over his slit as if it was the last thing I'd ever do. I harshly hollowed my cheeks out and swallowed around him to squeeze his tip as I increased the speed of the thrusts from the vibrator.
Harry whined out and I waited for him to scream my name, but I never expected him to say what he did next.
"Mommy!" He cried out, "Mommy – oh fuck!"
And then he came. His hips bucked up from the mattress and I held still, keeping him deep in my throat and pausing the movement of the vibrator, just rocking it back and forth to continue brushing over his prostate.
His hips lifted off the bed for a second, stilling fully as his load shot out of him and down my throat. He stayed like that for a short moment until he started violently shaking. He grunted out just once before falling in complete silence, just desperate gasps and whimpers.
I kept my eyes on him to make sure he wasn't having an asthma attack, but he just had a very powerful orgasm. I pulled the vibrator out when he stopped coming, but kept him in my mouth and continued sucking.
I had swallowed his full load but asked for more, and he gave me more. His hips squirmed on the mattress as I sucked more cum out of him, my tongue lapping at his frenulum until he winced in sensitivity and had not one more drop to give to me.
I massaged his thighs softly as I let him slip out of my mouth, swallowing the last bit of his salty cum. Harry was limp on the bed besides the occasional sniffle.
His eyes were closed and his cheeks were red and wet with tears. I was proud and impressed with myself, but also a little worried.
I hastily crawled over to him, untying his wrists and taking them in my hand before I pressed soft kisses on the red skin of his wrists. He had tugged hard on that scarf.
"Harry?" I whispered, peppering kisses on his jaw. He managed to open his eyes, breathing harshly and heavily but he didn't say anything.
He was in his subspace. I shot him a gentle smile as I brushed his hair away, nuzzling my nose against his, "It's okay, baby."
I remembered what he had said about my subspace, that I hardly spoke and just stared at him in wonder and admiration, which was how he looked at me right now.
I wasn't even sure if he could hear me, but he just looked at me like I was the most beautiful and important thing he'd ever see. I softly caressed his cheek as I got more comfortable on the bed, pulling the sheets back so we could go to sleep. I'd shower in the morning.
We hadn't even eaten but it was almost nine in the evening. If Harry was feeling better, we could order some pizza maybe but for now, I just wanted him to slowly come back to me. His eyes were heavy and glazed over as he kept staring at my face.
His lips moved a little but he didn't speak, and the second we were both beneath the sheets, he rested one hand on my waist and the other reached up for my face. His touches were gentle and curious as his fingertips brushed over different parts of my face. He brushed over my eyebrow, moved some hair out of the way and then softly tapped the tip of my nose a couple of times.
He took a long time grazing his pointer finger over my bottom lip until his eyes drooped so much he couldn't keep them open anymore.
I stared at his face as he fell asleep.
that took me multiple days lmao that was a ride. Just a few more chapters left!