Harry Styles
I felt completely buzzed from the alcohol that ran through my system and at that point, it most likely replaced the blood in my veins, too. I wasn't one to frequently get high but I did enjoy it here and there. And considering that it was my birthday—even if the actual day was tomorrow—I decided to go all out and live it up a little.
A fit of giggles made my stomach hurt as I laid on the circular garden furniture. It was soft with all the pillows on it and comfortable, plus it was the perfect place to see everyone from. Well, everyone but my girlfriend. Who didn't like being called a girlfriend but I did anyway. It was funny when I said it because she always gave me a death stare and then rolled her eyes at me which happened because I laughed at her reaction.
But yeah. I couldn't see her anywhere and it made my eyebrows furrow as I tried to catch her in the crowd. I assumed she was with Zayn and Charlotte somewhere, maybe Niall or Levi. Or Niall's new girl or fuck buddy or whatever. I met her for a second and she seemed nice enough.
It was weird. Seeing my mates in a relationship. April had to have been the only one who stuck by their partner for the last four years and that was actually crazy. Toby got dumped just before the whole crew met Renleigh that one time, Niall and Levi have been fucking around and Ethan was just not arsed. He got in bed with anyone whenever he felt like he needed sex.
Speaking of which, I knew I needed it. I needed Renleigh. God, where was that woman? I haven't seen her since the cakes got cut and that was like... almost two hours ago.
But then I heard the loud cackle and I instantly grinned as I quickly sat up and my head whipped from side to side to find her. Only she was able to laugh so loudly. She was the only person I knew with that laugh. Then she finally appeared in my line of vision and I was not surprised to see her with Zayn. Both of them laughing and her barely being able to walk as she had a cocktail in hand. The model next to her worked as a crutch, he pretty much held her up as they walked towards me.
She looked insane tonight. I mean, she was always beautiful. But tonight... it was different. Maybe I was too high. Maybe I was too drunk. Maybe the mix of the both. Or it could have been the simple fact that my girl was wearing my dress for my birthday party.
My.
My.
My.
She wasn't a possession of mine, she wasn't a possession of anyone's but her own. Yet, I still felt this sense of protection over her. She was so cute and pretty and difficult at times, not to mention a little annoying when she didn't let me kiss her, but still, it was my job to protect her. Maybe from the people in her past, maybe from the people around us or maybe from the whole world in general.
"Happy birthday, handsome!" she kneeled on the seat and shouted at me with a massive grin on her face and I chuckled as I put my arms out and held onto her waist to make sure she didn't fall on me.
"Be careful, my love," I said as I watched her sit close to me. I stuffed one of the pillows behind her so she could lay back comfortably. She pulled me back down to her and placed my arm behind her neck so she could put her head against it. "Comfy now?"
"Mhm," she nodded with her eyes closed and a smile on her lips. She then frowned and opened her eyes again. "Dizzy."
"What did you drink?" I asked. I saw her with a few different glasses and cups during the night, she even shoved a couple in my hand.
"This n'that," she mumbled and then giggled. That made me giggle. It was contagious and it didn't stop until I kissed her. Her lips tasted sweet and they were soft and warm. I felt her fingers brush through my hair at the nape of my neck as I curled my arm under her and placed my other hand on her cheek. As I dragged that hand along, my index finger trailed a line on her skin first on her jawline then down the side of her neck. She pulled away as she gasped for air, her breathing ragged as I drew my finger along her throat and then down the middle of her chest. "Harry," she called my name just above a whisper which made my skin turn into a goosebumpy mess.
"Yes, baby?" I smirked against her lips as I kept my finger moving down her chest. The cleavage of the dress allowed it to travel to places only mine could and make her feel things that were going to lead us to more exciting activities.
"I almost fell in the pool before," she told me randomly and then started laughing. I pulled a bit back to see her eyes screwed shut whilst she chuckled about how clumsy she can be and I couldn't not do the same. "Z was holding me back."
"Z?"
"My best maaaaaate," she said and I raised my eyebrows at her. She had fake eyelashes and they were super long from afar so being so close to her, they seemed even longer. Her eyes were so dark from the alcohol she drank and the poor lighting that I was kind of amazed.
"I'm your best mate," I pouted and watched as her eyebrows dipped.
"No," she said sharply. It was a very direct and confident answer.
"No?"
"No," she repeated. "You're my boyfriend."
"Really?" I questioned with a massive grin on my face.
"Yeah," she smiled. "You are."
"I thought you didn't like that word."
"I didn't like you at the start, either," she reminded me and even as we were so drunk, we found a way to talk about some serious stuff.
"True."
And then it just stopped and we went back to kissing. It was so nice just being together and not being bothered by anyone even though there were like over a hundred people there. Making out with my girl, drunk, at my birthday party was so fucking nice. I couldn't explain why and I didn't think I needed to. It was normal. We were being normal.
Up until we stumbled in one of the rooms inside Niall's mansion and we quite literally fell in bed. We were like two reckless teenagers who got hammered for the first time, our tummies hurt from all the chuckles that filled the room before the mood turned more intimate and heated.
"Wait," she panted as she pulled back from me. "Need to close the window," she said as she got off the bed. I groaned and watched as she stopped to get rid of her heels half way over to the balcony door. I moved closer to the edge of the bed where I found my reflection in the mirror. Cheeks and lips red, my hair messy and shirt almost completely unbuttoned.
Damn she worked me.
"Aw, you are so pretty," she cooed as she walked back to me. Once she was there, her hands rested on my shoulders whilst she stood between my legs. My cheeks burned at her compliment as I pulled her even closer with my hands on her waist.
"Oh, yeah?" I smirked up at her and she bit down on her lip before she pushed her fingers through my hair from the front. I watched her tilt her head to the side then exhale slowly. I raised my eyebrow a little as I spun her around and pulled her down on my lap so she faced the mirror. "Look at yourself—so pretty," I mumbled in her ear as I kept my stare on her through our reflection. She smiled at me as she glanced down, her eyelashes batted which made her look so innocent. "Don't do that to me," my voice dropped lower and it caused her to snap her eyes back at me. "Makes me wanna fuck you so bad."
"So do it," she winked at me and my mouth parted as a quiet moan escaped through my lips. "I want you."
"Is that so?" I asked as I wrapped my right arm around her stomach and my left hand ran up her thigh. She sighed and her head fell back on my shoulder as my curious touch travelled towards the inside of her thigh and up to where she wore nothing but a piece of lace. "Eyes back on me, princess."
"Princess?" she repeated as her eyes were back on mine through the mirror. She leaned her temple against my cheek whilst she kept herself up with her hands on my knees. "That's a new one."
"Like it?"
"We'll see," she shrugged slightly with a smug grin on her face and I couldn't help but do the same. My fingers ghosted over her heat and I watched her bite down on her lip in anticipation. "Go on..."
"Hips up," I mumbled and she did just that. I pushed her dress up her legs and waist until it revealed the black lace that kept her hidden from me. The masterpiece was off of her body and thrown to the side which left her in a matching bra, without straps on her shoulders. "Gorgeous," I said with a smirk on my lips whilst my fingers hooked in the sides of her underwear and I tugged it down. I pulled her back down on my lap and she was almost eager to spread her legs back out. "Someone's excited, hm?"
"Don't know, how 'bout you find out?" she asked with her hands tightly on my thighs. "Like... now."
"Maybe I should, shouldn't I?" I sighed in her neck, my lips attached to her skin as I ran my fingers down her stomach. I caught her eyes follow the way my hand travelled and the closer it had gotten to where she needed me, the wider her mouth parted and the heavier her breathing became. I smirked as I ran my fingers along her warm and slick folds. Her voice rang in my ear as I swirled them around in her wetness. "Taste it for me, will you?" I pulled my fingers away from her and up to her parted mouth. Quickly, her lips wrapped around my two digits, her hot tongue licked both of them clean. The action caused my cock to harden in my boxers and I wanted nothing more than be inside of her already.
"Now you," she breathed.
"Tsk-tsk," I tutted. "Not yet, princess."
"Please," she pouted at me and I felt her move her ass against me. I gasped at the sudden feeling, maybe the alcohol made me more sensitive to it or I was just way too horny to cope with anything. "Be a good birthday boy for me."
Fuck.
Who the hell was I to go against that order?
"Gonna feel you first," I told her as I dragged my hand back down to where it had been before. She was probably even wetter now. My fingers coated, I slid them up till my soft pads were against her little clit. Renleigh shuddered in my arms as I swirled my fingers around, so gently that I barely even touched her. "Isn't that nice, baby? Watch me—watch my fingers, watch yourself and how good you feel under my touch."
And she did. Her eyes were fixated on my hand moving between her heat and bundle of nerves. I smirked at her reaction to every kiss I pressed on her neck, every bite that I left on her skin. She trembled in my arms and I adored the way she felt.
"Harry... use your fingers," she panted between licking and biting her lips every other second. "Wanna feel you... wanna feel your rings. So bad."
So, I gave her what she wanted. Two at the same time. Her moan filled my ears as her head fell back and she hooked her feet behind my calves. Her body tensed as I curled my fingers inside of her.
"Eyes on us or I'll stop," I threatened and that was all it took for her to move her head back straight. "Kensington. I'm not joking," I said in a low voice when her eyes were still shut.
"I need- I need more, Harry," she told me and she clenched around my fingers. I pulled them out of her and focused more on her clit, the harsh circles made her moan my name louder each time. "Fuck me already—can't take playing around."
"I'm still pretty covered up, princess," I told her as a matter of fact. "Maybe you should hurry up so we could get to the fun part, wouldn't you say?"
"Don't—don't stop," she groaned when I pulled my fingers away. I leaned back on the bed with them and her body leaned back on mine. Her chest heaved up and down and I could only imagine the things her heart did inside of her chest. "Fuck."
Then, I felt her move off of me and turn towards me, her fingers quickly found the button and the zipper to my yellow trousers. I was already so fucking turned on and by the time she got rid of the clothing on me, I felt like I could have exploded. Especially when she looked at me with a knowing smirk on her face and pushed me back on the bed.
"What are you doing?" I asked although my question was quickly answered when I felt her warm mouth around my throbbing cock. She worked quickly and it was sloppy, she dribbled and moaned as my fingers tugged on her hair. It caused vibrations that ran through me and I lifted my hips by accident which she did not expect. "Fuck, your mouth feels so g-good. Keep going, baby."
She worked me to my orgasm as she always did. Never once did she leave me high and dry and I appreciated the fuck out of her for that.
"God, you are such a good girl," I smirked at her when she swallowed every bit of my pleasure. I pulled her closer until I could kiss her magical lips and find her wonderful tongue. She kissed me like her life depended on it.
"Fuck it out of me then," she whispered into the kiss, not one bit intimidated by the words that she shared with me. I fucking loved that about her, she was so sexy when she spoke to me like that. I literally would have done anything she wanted me to, no questions asked.
"As you wish," I kissed her forehead before I pulled her along and back to the edge of the bed. I helped her onto my lap and so we both faced the mirror. "You are absolutely breathtaking," I told her, in complete awe of her beauty.
"Let me take your breath away then," she challenged me and I bit down on my tongue to keep my laugh to myself. She was so cute. "Wait-wait, hold on... do you have a condom?"
"Shit," I mumbled as the realisation hit me that I didn't even have one on me. It didn't occur to me that I would need one, I just assumed we would ditch the party and do our funny business at home. "No."
"I should have one in my purse," she let me know as she got off of my lap. She almost tripped which made her chuckle and I quickly stood up to catch her in case she would fall. "Ah, here we go!"
"You just saved us," I said as she walked back to me and I grabbed her waist and pulled her down so I could kiss her. Her arms went behind my neck as we made out again then I felt her sharp nails against my chest.
She squatted down in front of me and took me in her hands, gave my hardened shaft a few strokes then slid the condom onto me. I followed as she pushed herself up with her hands on my knees then quickly spun around and placed my hands on her stomach.
"So, a mirror, huh?" she sounded cocky as she watched our reflections and I could barely stand the thought of her not being wrapped around me. She was quite literally there and she did nothing to ease the pain in my throbbing dick. "We really do need to schedule a meeting to go over some stuff."
The talk and her action did not match up. As the words rolled off of her skilful tongue, her hand gripped my cock as she parted her legs and slowly sank down on me. I moaned in her ear as my hands roamed all over her body to feel her.
"Fuck... Jesus Christ," I moaned once it felt like I was fully inside of her. I heard her breathing pattern change and her soft pants made me want to pound into her instantly. She looked so fucking hot. Legs apart and filled to the brim with me. "That's my good girl, look at you, princess," I smirked as I focused on the way her body moved, the motions smooth and slick from how fucking drenched she was.
"I wanted you all night," she let it slip as she placed her hand on top of mine, now both of our hands on her breasts. They were one of my favourite things about her. Physically, anyway. "Mhm, so good."
"I love how you take me, fuck.... Always so warm and snug around me," I kissed her neck and bit into her skin as her head fell back on my shoulder. One of my hands slowly trailed down her stomach until I found her heat, right where we connected. "Look at you—the way you love my cock... oh- the way you take me..."
It was almost addicting. Seeing her face change as the emotions ran through her, seeing myself get literally get lost in her with each movement. Then the sounds that escaped her mouth... god, those were what sent me over the edge time and time again.
"Want it, please—oh, Harry," she whined when I lifted my hips and met her half way. "Wanna cum so bad, so-so bad."
"Tell me how it feels, baby... wanna know it all," I said. "Fuck, I love watching you through the mirror—do you?"
"Y-yes," she smirked and turned her head towards me so her lips could attach themselves to my jaw. "Fuck me against it," she mumbled in my ear in a low tone, her breath caused goosebumps to arise on my skin. "Do it," she encouraged me further. "I know you want it as much as I do."
And I did want it as much as she did, if not more. That was why I pressed her front against the mirror, the soft click of her piercings as they collided with the glass made both of us smile. I had her pinned against the furniture with my cock all the way inside of her, snug and warm, and watched as she gripped the sides to maintain her balance.
"I can feel you clenching around me—it feels good, doesn't it? Fuck, you always feel so good around my cock."
"So close... mhm, fuck, yes," I caught her. How could I not? She loved playing with herself, she loved tipping herself over the edge every single damn time and who was I to ruin the fun for her? I loved watching her do her thing, trail her pretty fingers down her stomach to her heat, to her clit where she knew how to massage herself in order to get to her orgasm.
"That's my good girl," I moaned and she followed soon enough, my hand collided with her backside and she let out a surprised shriek before she giggled and glanced at me innocently. This woman... this devil was going to be the end of me.
"You really are working your way up the scale," she panted and I couldn't help but smirk.
"How far up am I? Still at 8?"
"8.2 right now," she chuckled and it made me do the same. "Fuck, I swear to fucking god if you stop now, I will never suck your dick," she said quickly and I knew what that meant. And I was also aware that the threat was real.
I fucked her until my legs were ready to give out and she became so loud that anyone on the floor we were on would have probably thought I was murdering her. In a sense, that was true then again, it may have been the other way around. She wrecked me. She felt different, better. Sex with Renleigh was much more enjoyable than with anyone else I have ever been with.
She had just as much of a blessing between her legs as she did up in her head.
"Oh, fuck," that was it. The last thrust, the last kiss on her neck. It pushed her over the edge and she fell apart in my arms. "Mhm, 8.5 for now, Styles."
I grunted as I hid my face in her neck and kept moving in and out of her till I reached my high. I twitched inside of her and just as I was about to cum, a loud noise scared the fuck out of me. Of both of us.
"What the fuck!" she screamed at me almost right away.
"Fuck if I know!" I screamed back. And then we both laughed as we tried to get our clothes. "Who the fuck set off the fire alarm?"
"How would I know?" she asked back whilst she ran to the door to grab her underwear. "I was busy getting fucked, wasn't I?"
"Seems like there's a bit more attitude I gotta get rid of, ey?"
"Fuck you," she rolled her eyes at me whilst I buttoned up my trousers and quickly pulled on my shoes. "Alright, you don't need to do up your shirt, let's go," she said loudly so I could hear her over the alarm. She was halfway out the door already, shoes in her hand and her dress somewhat up on her body.
"Put this on," I ran after her and placed my blazer on her back. The dress was not zipped up properly and since we just fucked, she was pretty sweaty whilst the weather outside wasn't exactly summer weather so I just didn't want her to catch a cold or something.
"Which way do we get out of this fucking place?" Kensington groaned and I chuckled. It was a massive house and with the alarm going off and people being loud, I could see how it made her feel panicked.
"This way," I pulled her towards the stairs and I kept her behind me as I took the steps quickly. Just as we made it out the massive main doors, the fire sprinkles popped off and the whole inside of the place became a wet mess.
"What the fuck happened?" I didn't even realise who stood around us until Renleigh spoke to someone and I turned to face them. Levi stood there, with his shirt button up but inside out. I stifled a laugh as I looked at him and pushed my fingers through my hair.
Seems like I wasn't the only one getting some.
"Fuck if I know," he laughed and my face lit up when I realised, I said that exact same thing to my girl before.
"Argh. That's what he said," she nodded her head towards me. The exact same expression overtook my best friend's face and we high fived each other over Renleigh's head. "Annoying, the both of you."
"Did you not manage to get laid tonight?" Levi mocked her and she turned away from me to look at him so I couldn't see her face.
"I should be asking you that," she spat and I saw her nod a little which made me move to the side. I laughed out loudly when I saw he had a massive hard-on and Kensington got him good.
"She got you there, man," I commented and Ren turned around. I was ready to raise my hand and ask for a high-five but she just pinched my stomach. "Ouch."
"You either side with me or him, bitch."
"Can't make me choose," I huffed.
"I just did," she shrugged. Before I had the chance to answer, Niall popped out of nowhere with a megaphone in his hand and spoke into it.
"It was a false alarm, everyone. We're in the clear," he said. A few people around me groaned in distaste and I chuckled. "Apologies if your shit got wet but it's better to be safe than sorry, right? Well, that's it for tonight, I guess. I called up my cleaning crew so if you left any of your stuff inside, now is your chance to go get it and get the fuck out of my house. Goodnight."
"I wonder what set it off," I mumbled as I pinched my lip between my index finger and thumb.
"Probably your sexy ass," Renleigh said and I chuckled at the comment which was actually pretty much a compliment.
"You think I look sexy?"
"As if you need reassurance," she rolled her eyes at me and I couldn't help but bring her closer to me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and mushed her to my chest, my lips pressed against her forehead as I gave her a kiss.
"Ahh, sorry your party is ruined, mate!" I heard Niall speak into the megaphone, from closer than I was supposed to.
"Oi!" I pushed the thing away from his mouth and he just laughed as he put his hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry about it, though. It was fucking great while it lasted."
"Good answer," he grinned. "Renleigh, darling, you honestly rock that yellow blazer!"
"Shut up," she grinned at him. "Have you really called your cleaners?"
"Yes, ma'am," he responded as he put his arm on her shoulder. Renleigh looked at me right away, she clearly didn't expect the action but I smiled at her reassuringly and she seemed to let out the breath that got stuck on her throat. "Do you really think I'm gonna let that shit stay like that? Nah, not possible."
"What's going on here?" Levi joined our circle as he jumped on my back and then stood next to me. A bunch of people left already, there were only around fifty or so of them who still stood around. "Have you guys seen where my girly went off to?"
"Who?" I asked the same time as Niall did.
"Stephanie... or wait, she may have been Steffi. Fuck knows," he laughed.
"Speaking of girlies—has anyone seen Lois?" Niall questioned, too. "Haven't gotten my dick sucked ye- shit, sorry Ren," he stopped himself suddenly as he let out a surprised chuckle. "I usually watch what I say in front of women, I guess I didn't realise you were still under my arm."
"Don't mind me," she shrugged and it made Niall's right side move along with it. "And I think she left."
"Dammit," my friend groaned. "Was looking forward to spending some quality time with the princess."
"How long have you known her?" Levi asked. "Wait, can we go inside? I'm kinda cold and I wanna sit down. But I also wanna find Steffi."
"If you wanna sit on the wet furniture, be my guest," Niall snorted. "I was gonna ask if I could crash at one of your places."
"Not mine," I said right away. "Well, actually, I'm sleeping elsewhere tonight."
"Oh?" Renleigh popped up and she raised her eyebrows curiously. "You are?"
"Oi!" Niall shouted at someone and he pretty much ran away after them. I quickly glanced back at Ren and she still had her eyebrows high on her forehead.
"Stop it," I pouted and pulled her close to me by her hands. I wrapped her arms around my waist and then I hugged her neck and we swayed from side to side. "I'm going home with you," I said once I pulled away and cradled her gorgeous face in my hands.
"Better," she smiled with her eyes closed. "Okay, can we go then? Kinda tired now."
"Yeah, I texted my driver."
She nodded and placed her head back on my chest and her arms around my middle. Drunk Renleigh was very open, very cuddly and very cute. Also fucking hot but I didn't think that fit in with the loving descriptions of her in this specific state. It wasn't that I liked different sides of her more, I loved them all equally because that was her and I wanted all of her the same. However, I couldn't lie through my teeth and not highlight the times when she let her guard down around me more than usual. Perhaps those moments were my favourite.
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a.n.
that was a bit sec see luv x
the next few updates will all be kind of similar in context so i hope u are ready for a horny ride LMAO an old friend of henleigh's will be joining us soon as well cos i know u been missing it xoxo
other than that, we will see more of ren's character development which i know u guys been loving and honestly so have i hehe ok sometimes i miss the strict ceo but i'm sure she will make a comeback at some point as well!
o and idk if u noticed but i changed all the covers n i kinda fuck wit them hehehe especially ffc's i feel like it's proper henleigh n just screams reach
as usual, don't forget to vote and comment xoxo