"Emily, oh my god! There's something in my eye!"
"What do you want me to do about it?" she sassed me from the other end of the sofa, not taking her eyes off the TV or even blinking.
"Help me get it out!" I yelped, my eye starting to stream from the piercing pain. I couldn't keep it open, my mouth on the other hand was hanging wide as I blinked as quickly as I could to try and dislodge it. Why was getting something in your eye the worst pain imaginable!?
"Don't be a baby," she laughed, crawling across casually to take a look. She leant over me trying to peer into my burning eye socket, I fidgeted and thrashed way too over-dramatically.
"Keep still then!"
My head was clamped in between her hands as she tried to steady me and actually assess the situation, staring at my face with a light scowl of concentration. She threw her leg over my lap and straddled me, and despite my pouring and stinging eye which I had now resulted to screwing closed, I momentarily felt something awaken in both my gut and my trousers.
"It hurts!" I continued to wail.
"It's only an eyelash," she observed carefully. "It's gone right in the corner, either open it so I can get it or blink as fast as you can."
I batted my eyes quickly and reached up to prod at it, finally freeing my eyeball of the tiny spear, taking a huge breath of relief. "I got it."
"Thank god," she grinned sarcastically, still sitting astride my thighs, her hands gripping my cheeks and our faces dangerously close. I could smell the wine on her tongue and for some reason now we were just staring at each other in silence.
Only then did I notice how shamefully excited I was. My clothes swamped her tiny body, her hair was messy, loose curls tucked behind one ear and flowing over her back. Her eyes were olive green and sparkling down on me, a thoughtful expression consuming her features. Ever so slowly, her face inched towards mine almost testing for my reaction, her pink and supple lips drawing me in and making my own part in a small sigh. Her gaze bore into me and the pad of her thumb smoothed delicately over the water droplet sitting on my cheek, my eyes fell closed on their own and my chin lifted towards hers, all my actions involuntary - just reacting to hers.
Finally, her lips touched mine softly. I exhaled through my nose and her hands slid into my hair and her fingers combed through the curls carefully. My hands found their way to the backs of her thighs and squeezed as I deepened the kiss. Her hips shifted and I couldn't help but groan at the pressure it created; I felt her fighting a grin as she pushed her lips against mine harder. I laughed back at her and stood up suddenly and her arms gripped around my neck and she let out a little squeak. We ended up knocking teeth in the far from romantic motion as I carried her blindly to my bedroom and dropped her onto the bed.
She peered up at me through her dark lashes, leaning back on her elbows, a bright yet devious and sexy smile on her lips, her pearly teeth on display. My t-shirt had risen up her tummy and a slither of her smooth skin peeked out - God, she looked good, and I was so hard. I was so in my own world I couldn't even smile back at her, I just tore my shirt over my head frantically and crawled quickly over the foot of the bed and up onto her body. I buried my head straight into the crook of her neck and kissed her skin and she dragged her fingertips up and down my chest and breathed subtly faster. Her right hand wandered down and palmed at me over my jeans and I sucked at her jaw to stop myself from making any noise.
I tugged at the hem of the oversized tee and she sat forward to allow me to pull it over her head, revealing a low cut, dainty pink bra, lacy with tiny red flowers and slightly see through. It suited her. I travelled down her front, kissing her radiant skin feverishly until I reached the loose waistband around her hips and tucked my fingers underneath, sliding the joggers down easily as they were far too big. I was more than pleased to see her bottoms matched her bra. I glanced up at her and her face wasn't flirty and cheeky like it usually was; she was watching me intently with a look of distance and anticipation. I wasted no time in giving her what she was waiting for; I pulled her underwear to the side and put my tongue against her. She gasped lightly as I moved and grabbed a fistful of my hair, her body reacting to each touch and every motion as she relaxed and dropped her head back with her legs over my shoulders.
I got rid of my jeans as sneakily as I could but being that they were tight it wasn't easy. Her skin became hot and flushed and her chest was rising and falling quickly, almost inaudible moans escaping her parted lips with heavy breaths. I could tell that she was edging towards that moment of euphoria when she whispered my name, making me twitch in my boxers. I couldn't bare much more waiting.
Just as she was getting so close and beginning to arch her back I pulled away from her and she was practically panting, her eyes flew open and she shot me a look of disappointment and reached out her hand to try and catch me before I snuck away into the en suite evilly. When I returned I had discarded my now wet boxers and was rolling the rubber over myself.
"Harry, I was..." she complained with raised eyebrows as I clambered up on top of her small frame with a chuckle.
"Trust me," I reassured her, lining myself up and rubbing my tip against her.
Her mouth fell agape and her eyes rolled back as I pushed right into her, with little work beforehand it was an agonisingly good squeeze. Her hands gripped at my biceps as I started to move slowly at first, but immediately finding a rhythm. I thrusted my hips harder and faster and she started to whimper, digging her nails into my flesh. It was a struggle to keep from getting over excited at this pace, but luckily within seconds she was throwing her head back and crying out, her whole body tense and trembling as she came back down to earth.
We both slowed to a halt to catch our breath and I gave her a 'told you so' look which she rolled her eyes at whilst shaking her hair away from her face and puffing. After a brief rest I rolled onto my back, bringing her with me to sit on top of me. She ducked down to kiss my lips before beginning to rock her hips and I reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, cupping her chest in my hands as she bounced on my lap, her hands splayed across my sweaty stomach to steady herself. Her hair fell over her face and I watched her, feathery lashes atop her rosy cheeks as her eyes closed and she licked her lips. This was pure bliss.
She faltered and laid her body down on top of mine, our skin touching. I wrapped my arms around her back as she rested her head on my shoulder and she moaned loudly as I started to drive my hips up to meet hers forcefully for as long as I could, soon becoming extremely and annoyingly out of breath.
There was another ungraceful roll and she fell flat on her back on the mattress with a giggle. I sat on my knees and slipped back into her, lifting her legs up onto my shoulders earning a concerned look from her.
"I don't think I bend that way," she joked, grunting as we both shuffled.
"Sure you do," I smirked, curling my arm around her thighs to hold her close to me and nudging my lower body towards her.
"Oh my god," she breathed and tightened her fists around the sheets above her head.
I knew she'd favour the angle and seeing her enjoying it was such a turn on. Continuing to nudge my hips forward as fast as I could getting deeper each time, I could hardly contain myself. Now I was the one panting and groaning and she was mirroring my pleasure. I was climbing higher and higher towards my own finish - I had no clue how I'd made it this long to begin with. I griped her legs tightly to my chest and pinched my eyes closed, driving my hips forward, our lower bodies slamming together. My speed reached its peak before faltering as I tipped over the edge and came crashing down with a large exhale and a groan which barely made it past my throat.
Her legs flopped back down onto the bed and I held onto her stomach as I came down from my incredible high, both of us short of breath and sweaty. I blew air up at my face and she laughed at me.
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~Emily~
A nagging buzz that I'd been acutely aware of for the past fifteen minutes finally made it past the barrier my sleep had put up and woke me, I stirred grumpily and suddenly realised how hot and humid it was. I was tucked under a naked Harry's arm, my own knotty hair everywhere and our clammy skin stuck together.
I remembered the night we'd had and I shuddered at the thought of just how dirty it'd been, I barely remembered getting into bed and going to sleep as I had been dizzy with pleasure. The buzzing started again - it was my phone on the bed side table, the screen was lit up with an incoming call and suddenly my stomach dropped and I shot up with dread and grabbed the device. Harry looked up at me through squinted eyes, confused and sleepy.
"What are you doing?" he croaked, closing his eyes again.
"It's ten thirty!" I screeched, flying up out of bed and running totally nude into the bathroom like a headless chicken with my phone in my hand, immediately turning the shower on and plonking onto the toilet.
"Louisa!" I answered the call finally, not slightly bothered that my best friend may be able to tell I was multitasking having a wee at the same time.
"So you are alive then?" she retorted, as calm as anything.
"I totally forgot to set an alarm!" I panicked. "I'm just getting in the shower quickly and I'll be right there, I swear."
"What are you rushing for? You're the boss, you can be here whenever you want."
"Can you reschedule my meetings from this morning? I'll stay late if need be. God, this is so unprofessional of me! Tell them I had a family emergency or something."
"Did you just flush the toilet?"
"Lou!"
"Okay, okay. Seriously, don't worry. I'll see you when you get here."
I hung up the call and shakily squeezed toothpaste onto a toothbrush that was lying by the sink, assuming it was Harry's but not even thinking twice. I shoved it in my mouth and hopped into the shower, using his shampoo as body wash.
"Are you okay in there?" I heard from the other side of the door, along with a light, polite tap.
"Fine!" I called out in a mumble.
"Did you oversleep?"
"Yep!"
He left me be as I scrubbed my body with my fingernails and brushed my teeth at the speed of light. I grabbed a tiny towel from the rail and dried myself off leaving wet footprints all over the floor like I hated when other people did.
In the bedroom I found my work clothes from yesterday and cringed as I pulled them back on. I grabbed all my stuff and rushed into the lounge where Harry was standing waiting for me in just a pair of black boxers holding my bag, a mug of tea and a slice of toast.
"You're amazing," I sighed, taking everything from him.
"I know," he replied sarcastically. "Pete's outside waiting for you."
"Thank you." I fell into his open arms with a smile and he pecked the top of my head.
I didn't hang about too long, jumping into the black car and gushing to Harry's driver about what a nightmare I was having whilst sipping my perfectly made tea and munching my toast. He chuckled along with me and in no time we were arriving outside my office and I was rushing across the lobby to the elevator.
"Here she is!" Louisa teased as I trotted down the hallway towards her desk with a random mug in my hand, looking an absolute mess. She stood up, looking immaculate as always, and opened the door for me. She followed me in and thrusted a makeup bag in my face as I slumped down in my chair.
"I'm so sorry, this is so unlike me."
"So... " she tapped her lips. "You're late, you have the remains of yesterday's makeup and yesterday's clothes on. Am I to assume you stayed at a certain someone's last night?"
Her face was lit up in a knowing and devilish ear-to-ear grin as she watched me faff about putting concealer on in the tiniest mirror I'd ever seen.
"Okay, yes. Fine," I owned up, I was in no mood to play games with her.
"I knew it! And what did you get up to?"
"We made pizzas, watched TV and shared a passionate night together. Happy? Is that what you want to hear?" I rolled my eyes at her, getting flustered when I got mascara on my lid.
"Exactly. Thank you. Now I know this isn't what you want to see on top of all of this, but have a read of this shite!"
She thrusted her phone at me.
Styles Spotted Getting Cosy With ANOTHER Mystery Blonde in Business Capital!
Yesterday evening pop sensation Harry Styles of the world's biggest boy band One Direction was seen snuggling with another unknown blonde in a building in Islington, London.
That's right, it seems like he just doesn't sleep! Around 6:00pm on Monday evening, Harry was caught being dropped off at a building in a fancy business-centred area in the London Borough of Islington. He leapt out of a black car known to be one of his regular personal chauffeurs' and slipped in unnoticed where he was met by a beautiful yet anonymous blonde and they had a cuddle in plain sight before disappearing off into the building.
If you're anything like us you'll have a hundred and one questions about what Styles has been up to. We haven't been able to track down the babe in the photos, but we have done some research into the location he was spotted in. Turns out the building belongs to and is the hub of a company called Elsworth Enterprise, a buying and trading business established over thirty years ago, and guess who the owner is? A Miss Emily Elsworth.
Could it be...?
Only a few weeks ago Harry was spotted not once but twice with whom fans are calling his 'Girl Almighty', in reference to a 1D hit off their newest album FOUR. They met in London's 'Alibi' and are rumoured to be dating. Now we're not the best at maths, but we can put two and two together! It's believed that Harry's new bae is in fact Emily Elsworth, 23, from Camden, London.
So Harry's bagged himself an intelligent business woman with her own empire, but the girl pictured with him in the lobby was not her.
He was photographed leaving via the underground car park for the premises around twenty minutes later but it's unknown if he was alone.