And we are flying back to the States with our beautiful allfourthemusic . We stop at Houston Texas to meet our sweet Courtney who has just finished her first book "Out of Bounds" an amazing story that you won't put down until it's finished. She is currently working on "Cubicle" and we are already waiting for the update. So be sweethearts and go follow her, put her stories in your library and enjoy your reading. More to come in a few days as we have more amazing sisters coming up with incredible Harry Styles one shots.
It was a long flight. It was late. I was exhausted and irritable. For the rest of the night I didn't want to be bothered.
"Oh hey, you're home!" a voice exclaimed as soon as I pushed the door open.Beth. My house sitter. I'd nearly forgotten about her.I heard her footsteps padding child-like across the floor of the hallway while I dropped my bags down with a thud and turned to shut the door.
"Hi, Harry. How was your flight?" Beth asked cheerfully.She must have caught the disgust on my face because as soon as we made eye contact her smile faltered.
"That bad, huh?" she dropped her shoulders and stepped closer to me. "I'll put your bags in your room."
"No, you don't have t-" I started to protest.
"Please," she insisted, grabbing one of the bags and slinging it over her shoulder, "Let me help you."She picked up a second suitcase and headed toward my bedroom. I watched her as she rounded the corner before taking my last bag and following her.The aroma hit me as soon as I stepped through the doorway. It wasn't a harsh or pungent odor, but rather a mild and calming smell. Lavender, maybe? I was about to inquire when Beth beat me to it.
"I hope you don't mind," she said meekly, wringing her hands.
"I know you didn't say to, but I took the liberty of washing your sheets, even though you haven't been sleeping in them. I just thought it would be nice to come home to clean bedding."
"That's really nice," I blinked, managing a small smile.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome." She grinned back shyly, a slight blush on her cheeks. She was pretty.
"I washed the ones I slept on in the guest room as well."
Clasping her hands in front of herself enthusiastically, Beth continued giving me a list of things she'd done in the house. I only half listened, not because I didn't care but because my brain could no longer contain any more information for one day. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled off my boots, tossing them aside.
"Can I get you a drink? A glass of wine, perhaps? Or something stronger?"I considered her question. A drink would be ideal, if I didn't have this pounding in my head. Alcohol might only make it worse. Beth seemed to take note of my grimace.
"Headache, yeah? I'll be right back."
Before I could argue, she was gone. I stood and removed my shirt, throwing it into the hamper. I could have sworn I heard a tiny gasp behind me, but it was when Beth cleared her throat that I turned around. She stood with a glass of water in one hand, her other outstretched with two pills in her palm.
"Thank you," I smiled, taking both from her.I noticed then that the colour had risen to her face again, even brighter than before. She watched me as I swallowed the pills, almost in a trance until she must have realised and quickly looked away.
"Shall I help you unpack?" Beth asked, surprising me.
"Start on your laundry?"I shook my head.
"No, Beth, thank you. That's kind of you, but you're not my maid."
"Oh," she murmured nervously.
"I just thought I'd offer. I'm sure when you get home, unpacking and doing laundry is the last thing you want to do. Sometimes when I get back from a trip, I'll let my suitcase sit there for a week before I ever even open it."
"I'll be fine," I assured her.
"Really."
"Okay," she nodded.
"I don't suppose you want any dinner."
"No." I ran my hand through my hair. I hoped I wasn't being rude. It wasn't that I wanted her to leave. I was just so tense, all I wanted to do was relax.Beth seemed to take the hint. With a sigh and a nod, she dropped her arms, clapping her hands against her thighs.
"I guess that's it then," she said.
"I'll go get my things."She turned toward the hall before stopping in the doorway.
"Welcome home, Harry," she muttered, her voice just above a whisper.I'm not exactly sure what provoked me to follow her, but I did. I stayed silent, however, as I watched her open her handbag that sat on the kitchen counter. She pulled out a small object and placed it in the glass bowl on the bar. It fell with a light clink. The house key. It was only then that I noticed two suitcases sat next to the sofa in the living room. One looked like a pretty decent one with the wheels, the other more like an old army duffle bag. Beth grabbed her purse and slipped it onto her arm.
"Oh!" she exclaimed when she realised I was standing there. Her chest dropped slowly as she let out a breath.
"Maybe...um..." I stammered, "maybe I will take that drink after all."
The corners of her mouth curled up cautiously into a smile. She really was lovely.
"Okay," she said before setting her handbag back on the counter.
"What would you like?"
"Whatever you're having," I replied.
"Oh. You...want me to have one with you?"
"Please." I wondered for a split second if perhaps I was being too forward, that I had read her all wrong. I mean, I kind of got the idea that she didn't want to leave, but maybe she was just being nice and helpful.
"That is, unless you have somewhere you need to be," I added.
She shook her head as she bit her lip.
"No."
Knowing her way around the kitchen from staying in my house for a while, she quickly emerged with two glasses and a bottle of vodka. She raised her eyebrows in question and I nodded. Then swiftly filling the glasses with ice, she poured the vodka, adding only a splash of water.
"Wait," she raised her hand when I went to grab one of the glasses.I watched her as she opened the refrigerator and pulled out a lime. With finesse, she sliced it and added a wedge to each of our drinks. Then handing me one, she raised her glass.
"Cheers," she grinned.I clinked my glass with hers and took a sip. I felt the liquor coat my throat before sliding down to my stomach. I threw my head back and sighed.
"Good, yeah?" I heard Beth say.
"Yeah," I agreed.
"I need to sit down."Beth chuckled as she followed me to the sofa.
"This is sort of my go-to cocktail," she informed me.
"Whenever I've had a shit day. Always makes me feel a thousand times better."
I took a second, larger sip, more like a gulp really. Then I leaned my head against the back of the couch and closed my eyes.
"Thank you," I murmured, for what felt like the fifteenth time since I'd gotten home.
"And thank you for taking care of my house while I was gone."
"Don't mention it," she voiced.
"It was my pleasure."
The sofa cushion shifted as I assumed she got more comfortable. I hadn't opened my eyes yet, but I could feel her looking at me. I sat still for a while, listening to both of our breathing. When I lifted my glass to my lips again, I finally caught a glimpse of her sitting almost sideways on the couch, her elbow on the back very close to my head. She swirled her index finger against the rim of her glass as she bit her lip again. I suddenly felt myself wanting to kiss that lip.
"Am I making you uncomfortable?" she inquired when she noticed my side stare.
"Not all all," I answered after taking another massive gulp.Beth grazed her hand across my shoulder.
"You're very tense," she commented.
I wasn't sure how she could tell with that light of a touch, but I didn't argue with her. I was still very tense, even after the drink which was nearly consumed.
"Yeah," I sighed, shutting my eyes again.
"Maybe I can help?" Beth said, the last word sounding like a question.My chest shook then with slight laughter. I quickly opened my eyes, however, to make sure I hadn't offended her. I was not laughing at her, or her offer. I just didn't expect her to say that. I barely knew this girl. But as I stared at her lips which were slightly parted, I knew that if I kissed her right then I could take her to bed.Surprising me once again, Beth took the glass from my hand and set it on the table along with her own. Then she turned and looked at me with sexy bedroom eyes. She slid her body as close to mine as possible, sitting on her knees. I lifted my hand to her jaw, staring at her mouth one last time before leaning in to kiss her.Her lips were incredibly soft, her mouth so warm. I felt her hand touch my chest before gliding down to my waistband. Eagerly moving to my crotch, she squeezed it gently. I moaned against her mouth, my body suddenly on fire. Holding her face in my hands, I pulled back and looked at her. Her eyes danced as she licked her lips.
"I can make you feel good," she whispered.I stared at her for a moment, not really sure how to respond. She continued to rub her hand against my jeans until finally unbuttoning them.
"Can I, Harry?" she asked as she lowered herself onto the floor between my legs.
"Let me make you feel good."
It was my turn to bite my lip as Beth pulled at my jeans. With no reluctance, I helped her remove them. Then I did the same with my pants until I was completely naked on the sofa. Beth hummed softly as she ran her hands up my thighs, taking hold of my erection.My eyelids fluttered when I felt her breath on me, but I dared not shut them yet. I had to watch her put me in her mouth. She licked the head first, rotating around it, lower and lower until she reached the base of my shaft. Then she licked it back up, finally enveloping me with her lips.Her mouth was hot. It felt amazing. She sucked gently at first before building speed and friction. I finally had to lean my head back and close my eyes. My breaths quickened as her hand pumped up and down, meeting her lips. A couple of short moans escaped my mouth when she took me deeper. Her other hand cupped my balls then, fondling them. I ran my fingers through her hair, desperately needing something to grab on to.Beth suddenly lifted her head to look at me.
"Does that feel good, Harry?" she asked.
"Yes," I managed to say, though it was probably more like a groan.
"Please don't stop."She grinned before taking me into her mouth again. It took all I had not to come right then. I wanted to so badly, but I also didn't want it to end just yet. The sensation was incredible, and I wanted to experience it for as long as possible.Before I could barely take another breath, however, Beth began doing something with her tongue that I can't describe. She was sucking harder and moving faster, with her tongue somehow sliding up and down all at the same time.
"Ohhhh shiiiiittt," I cried.
Beth's right hand continued to pump while her left moved up to my stomach. I grabbed hold of it as my hips bucked against her, almost involuntarily.
"Oh God, baby, I'm gonna come!" I exclaimed.
I felt her hum against me just before I cried out once more. Beth kept her mouth on me as I came, slowing her pace until my body stilled.Lifting her head, she sat back, grinning up at me. I breathed loud and fast, running my hand down my face.
"Better?" I heard her ask.
I chuckled, my chest heaving.
"Yeah....yeah, much better."I gazed down at her then, a smile across her beautiful face. I beckoned her with my finger. She stood before leaning over to kiss me.
"I'm glad I could make you feel good," she expressed. Then she left a trail of pecks from my forehead, down my nose.
"I should go now."I raised my eyebrows.
"What?" I hadn't expected to her leave so soon. Not now.She bit her lip again before nodding.
"You need your rest."I stared into her eyes, trying to read her again I reckon, though I wasn't sure why.
"Bed's all ready," Beth gestured toward the bedroom.
"You should sleep well."I kept a firm grip on her waist. I didn't want her to go just yet. Sensing my resist, she kissed me again, a long and deep kiss.
"Would you like me to tuck you in?" she teased against my mouth.I nodded with a smirk.
"Okay," she chuckled, "Come on."I reluctantly stood and followed her to the bedroom, tossing my clothes in the hamper with my shirt. Beth dropped a couple of the pillows onto the floor and threw back the duvet and sheets. The smell of lavender filled my senses as I climbed into the bed. My eyelids felt heavy while Beth covered me, and then kissed me one last time.
"Sweet dreams, Harry," she murmured.
"Don't go," I whined pitifully, though I could no longer keep my eyes open.
I heard Beth blow me a kiss when she reached the door.
"Goodbye," was the last thing I heard before I drifted off to sleep.