Delicate | Mature Harry Styles

By fckingharry

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❝Let me show you what delicate sex is, baby.❞ An explicit story about two step-siblings who don't like to sle... More

00. Delicate
01. Like Sex and Chocolate
02. Delightful Feelings
03. The Other Boys
05. Small Pieces of Love
06. Can't Do Better

04. Ease My Mind

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By fckingharry

SMUT WARNING

"I don't get what your problem is." I spoke as Harry rolled his eyes at me for the third time. "I mean, I'm a teenager for fuck's sake Harry. I drink and have fun - that's what I'm supposed to do, right?"

"But you don't need to drink so fucking much, Scar. You're completely out of control when you drink that much, and you know that! You do it all the fucking time! You don't even learn by your mistakes, you just keep making them!" 

"God, fuck off. I'm not like that." I spoke quietly, not wanting him to know how much it hurt me when he talked like that to me.

"Yes, you are! I have to keep my eyes on you all the freaking time because you can't take care of yourself. I can't even enjoy my own fucking life because of you!" 

I crossed my arms on my chest and turned away from him. I hated when he was like this, it made me feel weak, which was strange since I was so coldhearted for almost everything in my life. 

"Scarlett." He breathed behind me, his arm wrapping around my stomach.

I looked at him, wanting to annoy the boy just to get his attention, but I didn't want to push him off the bed without any reason - that would be a bit too harsh. Yet again, nothing is too harsh for a guy like Harry. 

I decided to turn around and straddle him instead, sitting on his crotch with my legs on each side of his hips and my hands on his chest. It definitely turned his attention to me, his eyes opened quickly and he grabbed my hips tightly - but didn't push me off. 

"Scar- not now." He spoke, his voice very deep and husky. 

"I want you." I whispered, smirking at Harry as I slowly leaned down, causing my hips to grind softly against him. I pushed him back onto the bed by his chest, maybe a bit too hard, because once his back hit the mattress a loud bang was heard. 

"Scar-" 

"You always get to fuck me whenever you are needy for it!" I exclaimed. "If it's because of Charlotte then I really don't care. I just wanna fuck you." 

"It's not because of her-" 

"Then what? For fuck's sake, Harry- my pússy is dripping for you, how could you say no?" I teased, smirking once he bit his lip. "Or do you just want me to take care of myself? Should I just leave and go finger my-"

Before I finished the sentence, Harry had pulled me down onto him and grabbed my face, his lips smacking to mine. I didn't even get to kiss him probably before his tongue pushed inside my mouth. He flipped us over as his hands were cupping my face so hard, I couldn't move, I couldn't push him away.

"St.. p.. h.." I tried to push him away, tried to tell him to stop, but he held me down against the bed with all his body weight and made me swallow my words. 

Once he pulled away slightly to breathe, I looked into his eyes, and I knew I was looking somewhat pissed. "What?" He breathed in a whisper, his hand stroking my hair. 

"This is what I mean." I muttered, kind of hurt. "Whenever you feel like kissing me or fucking me or- you just do it. I can't stop you, and whenever want something, you don't. This is not fucking fair."

Harry rolled off of me and sat up with his back against the wall. "Come here." I spoke, his arms open for me to straddle him. 

"No." I sighed.

"Yes. Come here."

"I said no." 

"Scarlett." Harry spoke through his teeth while his eyes burned into mine. 

"Your mum is downstairs. No." I repeated, crossing my arms on my chest. Honestly, I really fucking wanted to sit onto his lap. But I didn't want to obey him, so I was being stubborn like always. 

"I don't care, now come sit or I'll fuck your mouth by force." 

"That's basically rape, you fucking idiot." 

"No, because I know damn well you'll enjoy it no matter what." He smirked. 

I wanted to protest but didn't, because he was right, and he knew he was right. As I was about to say something, he grabbed me in such a fast move that I was about to scream in shock and pulled me onto him with my legs on each side of his hips. 

I was actually pleased to sit on him, but I didn't want to show it - so I just pretended like I was pissed. 

"You're so cute when you look angry, baby." Harry grinned as he took my hand and placed it onto his shoulder while kissing the tip of my nose. His arms locked around my waist and pulled my body hard against his. 

I wrapped my arms loosely around his neck and tightened my thighs around him, feeling his not-hardened-cóck press against my core. That's how big he was, even when he wasn't hard, I could feel him so clearly. 

Harry looked up at me and kissed me softly, our lips moving gently against one another as his hand sneaked inside my short skirt and squeezed my bum - pushing me from behind which caused me to move against him and slowly rock my hips into his. 

"Mhh.." He hummed.

I could feel the excitement between my legs as I started to grind against him harder, hump him lightly while I licked his bottom lip slightly. "You're... so annoying... this feels really good." I spoke against him lips, moaning quietly. 

I could feel him grow underneath me. My arms tightened around his neck as I pulled against his hair, kissing him one last time before pulling away. "Let's get you out of these jeans, yeah?" I smirked, and Harry bit his lip hard as he nodded.

Lifting myself above him, I unzipped his jeans and pulled them down just enough to shove my hand in his boxers. Harry watched me as I pulled his hard díck out and stroke it a bit. I couldn't help but let out a moan as I spread the precum all over his tip.

"Baby." Harry groaned, a small beg for me to stop teasing him. I grinned, lifting my skirt up a bit before I pulled my tong to the side for Harry to enter me. "You're keeping it on?" He asked and I nodded. 

"Don't want your mum to enter the room and see us half-naked, with your díck inside me." 

"But you want her to see you ride me?" He said confusedly. 

"She will see me on top of you - not riding you, idiot. My skirt will cover it all." 

Harry nodded. "That's quite smart." He spoke and I smiled proudly. "Fuck, put me inside now, I can't wait anymore." 

I grinned before grabbing hold on his length and pushing the head into me. Placing my hands on his broad shoulders, I let his cóck slide all the way into me and fill me up completely. 

"Satisfied?" Harry asked once he was fully inside me with a cheeky smile on his face.

"Very." I smirked. 

"I have to say, it feels really good to be back into your tight little pússy." Harry grinned at me playfully as he bit his lip. 

"Charlotte isn't as tight as me, huh?" I spoke and Harry shrugged, as if he didn't want to talk about it. "Admit it- she doesn't feel quite as good as I do." I said proudly. 

"I won't- oh fuck, that's good." Harry moaned, leaning his head back against the wall as I started riding him hard and nice. "Fuck, fuck, that's the rhythm- keep it like that, yes."

I couldn't help but smile proudly as I bounced against him, because I knew, I knew that I was giving him better séx than her. He was always begging for me and almost roaring every time he would come when we fucked - and when he fucked her, all you could hear from his room was that girl moaning like a wannabe-pornstar.  

"Oh, wow, God." I breathed harshly, my hands on Harry's shoulders for support while my nails dug into the skin. "Fuck, it's been so long since we last did this... fuck, it really does feel great." I whimpered. 

"Oh, fuck.. oh fuck.. I'm coming, I really am-"

I could feel Harry spill into me while I rode him, a smirk playing on my lips as I saw how pleased he was under my touch. "You didn't last that long, huh?" 

"Fuck you." He hissed, flipping me over so that he was on top. "You know how long it's been since I've had good séx? Way too long." 

"Guess she isn't fucking you good enough then, am I right, Styles?" I smirked at him as he held me down onto the bed. "At least make me come in return." 

Harry pulled out of me slowly as his eyes were locked with mine. "You know, I really want to eat that sweetness between your legs.. but right now, I feel so hórny just thinking about it that I could fuck you again." 

"Do it." I spoke quickly, making it sound more like more of a command. 

He licked his lips quickly before entering me again, making me squirm slightly before he wrapped his arms around me and held me down with his all body weight as he started moving in and out of me, harder and harder with each thrust. 

"Oh, my God," I breathed heavily, tugging on Harry's long curls as his cóck went deeper in me. "Fuck- oh fuck."

It was all overwhelming - it was always overwhelming when Harry was the one on top. I just couldn't take it, the way he would hold me tightly down to the bed and fuck me literally senseless. Knowing Harry, he always did that, because he could and because it drove me insane. 

And because, in his eyes, I wasn't just his young step-sister. I was so much more than that; I was his only kind of sister, the only girl he could be overprotective towards - and at the same time, I was the only girl he could boss around with and bang whenever he felt the need to. 

Which was pretty unfair, but I didn't mind. I loved the attention he always gave me, I loved the way I could affect him, and I absolutely loved the way he fucked me behind everybody's back.

~*~

"Charlotte." I spoke once I saw her, trying not to sound shocked. I faked a smile as she came towards me, her arms opening as she pulled me into a hug.

"Scarlett!" She greeted. "Haven't seen you in, like, forever!" 

I just fucked her loverboy without taking a shower after, and now she was hugging me. 

I hugged her back awkwardly before Harry came down the stairs with a hand running through his long hair, his eyes locking with mine and a shocked look on his face appeared. Never in a million years did he expect me to hug Charlotte... and nor did I. 

"You look gorgeous," Charlotte said once she pulled away. "Like always. Oh, my God, I adore the top!" 

Of course you do, I thought. I mean, the top was really low-cut and kind of short - and the red colour made it even more sexy. Unfortunately we had the same taste in clothes.

"I know right." I mumbled, not sounding excited at all. Harry pushed me lightly which was his way of saying 'be nice!' every single time she was over here. "I mean, it does look really good, right? I bet it would look just as good on you." I spoke, not sounding convincing at all.  

"Oh doll, you're such a sweetheart." She said and once again I was faking a smile before she went to Harry's room - Harry following her but making his way back to me as she entered his room. 

"Stop being a bitch." Harry hissed in my ear. I looked up at him, pissed off that he was mad at me for no reasons. Just a half hour ago he was fucking me and now he's acting like a díck. 

"Are you going to fuck her now that you were inside me just thirty minutes ago?" 

His eyes widened, obviously he was quite shocked that I, the step-littlesister he loved so fucking much and would do anything for, was talking to him like that. 

"Just wait 'til she's gone, Scarlett. I fucking swear.." He threatened. 

"Is that a threat, Harry?" I asked him in a sweet tone. "Are you really threatening me? Your loving, little sister?" 

"You aren't my sister, stop saying that- it's so wrong." 

I stayed quiet for a few seconds before I shook my head at him. "Go fuck her, I'm going out anyway." I spoke as I grabbed my jacket and pulled out the cigarettes he had given me. 

"Where are you going?" Harry asked, sounding worried already. 

"Out- with friends. Did you think I would stay at my room while listening to her cheap moans? No fucking way." I hissed, pulling a cigarette out of the packet and placing it between my lips. "Maybe when I get home at some time tonight, I'll get in your bed. We'll see." I smirked at Harry one last time before leaving the house - leaving him worried and mad at me. 

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I know it's been long, I just updated Besides Séx (the fucking censor I hate wattpad) yesterday where I explained why it has been so long since I last updated my books.  

I don't wanna repeat myself - long story short, I've got a busy life going on. 

ANYWAY this is still my fave story (maybe because scarlett reminds me so much of myself) and I will update it so much more because we're only at chapter 4 which is so bad of me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I am so fucking sorry. 

I just hope that I haven't lost all my readers already haha. love you lots guys xx 

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