Milan’s P.O.V.

“Harry can you please stop yelling at me till we get inside your making a scene,” I yelled as I stomped up the stairs to my apartment with Harry close behind.

“Milan I am not dropping this you don’t know how pissed I am, you acted like a complete slut tonight!” he yelled and I cringed as my neighbor opened her door and looked at us, as I fumbled with the key to my apartment.

“Harry please,” I said under my breath sending my nosey neighbor what I hoped was a believe able smile. Harry shoved the middle of my back as my door opened and I stumbled into the apartment turning and giving him a dirty stare.

“Harry stop!” I yelled, sick of him calling me names all night.

“No Milan, you were whoring around with guys all night, at my Birthday party!” he yelled and I flinched again.

“Harry I was not whoring around, I talked to maybe five guys all night and only because they talked to me first your acting like an ass!” I yelled, shuffling through the house trying to get away from him.

“Stop walking away from me, we’re going to talk about this!” he yelled grabbing my arms and pulling me around towards him roughly.

“Harry ow, that hurt,” I said grabbing my wrist and rubbing it, not liking the fury in his eyes.

“I saw you with that guy Milan, you acted like I didn’t even exist, you were being a slut,” he yelled and I snapped, no longer able to keep my cool anymore.

“Harry stop! I was not acting like a slut, please just stop! this is ridiculous!” I yelled so sick of fighting with him.

“Don’t tell me to stop, and you know how you were acting, I’m going to make you remember who you belong to, make you see that there is no other guy out there that can make you feel this good,” he said as he inched closer and I knew my eyes had to be popping out of my head watching his eyes turn into lust and his movements come closer and closer. He advanced, reaching out he pushed me so I fell backwards my back smacking against the wall and a loud ‘oof’ to escape my lips.

“Harry!” I yelled feeling a shooting pain in my back, but his eyes were too lust blown and he looked to long gone to realize he was hurting me, and for the first time I was kind of afraid and turned on at the same time. His lips crashed onto mine and I tried pushing on his chest, feeling his lips too rough for my liking.

“Harry please,” I said through the kiss and it only made him kiss me harder and his hands to roam my body fiercer.

“Shut up slut,” he said through gritted teeth and I shut my mouth, afraid he’d push me again. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them behind me back, pushing me forward and I tried to see where we were going, as he opened the balcony door and shoved me out into the cool night.

“Harry what are you....” I started to say.

“Shut up, you wanna act like a slut, I’ll treat you like a slut,” he growled and I shivered, but felt a pleasure able feeling happening between my legs. He pressed my back against the railing of the balcony and kissed me again, his tongue instantly shoving it’s way into my mouth.

“You like that, huh? you little slut,” he growled and I shook my head, not wanting to let him know how much I liked the dominant side of him, I knew it would just egg him on and make him meaner.

“No,” I stuttered and he leaned back in kissing me hard and forcefully. His hands gripped into my hips, his nails pushing into my skin through my dress.

“Take off your fucking dress,” he growled against my neck and I shivered, taking too long for Harry’s liking. He shoved my shaking hands to the side and un-zipped my dress, sliding it off I tried to cover myself, looking around to make sure no one was outside and watching.

“Everyone is going to know who you belong to,” he said just below my ear, and I shivered, the cool night wind nipping at my overheated body and his warm breath causing a weird sensation.

“Harry let’s just go inside,” I pleaded and he shoved my back into the balcony again, making me cry out in pain.

“No, I want everyone to hear you screaming my fucking name, I want everyone to know who you belong to,” he said and I shivered seeing the lust in his eyes and voice. He grabbed my hips and turned me around, pressing my stomach into the rail and pressing his crotch against my ass, his erection pressing into my cheeks and making me moan.

“Yea your such a little slut,” he said grinding himself into my backside and I held in the next moan, not wanting him to know how much I was getting turned on. His chest pressed against my back and I felt his lips on my shoulder his tongue drawing circles into my skin.

“Who do you belong to Milan? the jackass from the club?” he asked against my skin and I shivered, feeling his teeth nip into my skin.

“No,” I said under my breath afraid talking would let the moans escape.

“What? I can’t hear you baby,” he said.

“No, I don’t belong to him,” I said and he shoved his hard cock into my backside, making me gasp. I watched as a person walking their dog walked by below and I kept my mouth shut hoping Harry wouldn't see them and being afraid of what he would do if he did see them.

“I’m gonna make you scream who you belong too,” he said turning me back around and unclasping my bra and making it fall to the floor. He leaned his head down and grasped my nipple in his teeth, tugging on it just the way I liked and making me moan from the back of my throat and my head to roll back, my back pressing achingly into the railing of the balcony. He gave equal attention to both breasts driving my crazy but being too rough for comfort at the same time. His fingers fell into the waist band of my underwear and I was suddenly very uncomfortable being naked on the balcony of my apartment building.

“Harry let’s go inside, I’m sorry I won’t ever act like that again,” I tried to plead with him but he just pressed his cock into my thigh making a groan escape my lips.

“No I want everyone to know, your going to let everyone fucking know who you belong to,” He said kneeling down in front of me and if he didn’t have his hands on my thighs I would have tried to run inside. I felt his warm breath on my folds and I squirmed trying to get away from the pleasure I knew was coming but I didn’t want. His lips touched my clit gently before he pulled back and looked up into my face, I squirmed and felt my bare ass press into the bars of the balcony railing.

“Harry,” I tried pleading again, gripping my hands into his curls and tried to pry his mouth away from my core.

“That’s right baby, say my name, tell everyone who pleases you,” he said his raspy voice muffled between my legs, but he was kissing and touching everywhere except where I wanted him to be. Finally I felt a finger prodding at my entrance and I wanted to scream at him to get on with it but he was taking his sweet time, I knew he was trying to break me, trying to make me scream in pleasure but I wasn’t giving in, there were too many neighbors that I’d have to look at afterwards. His finger suddenly entered me and I opened my mouth, a chocked scream leaving my lips and I could tell he was smiling against my thigh. His finger was slowly moving in and out of me, my pussy getting wetter and wetter wanting him to touch me more. His tongue finally reached my clit and drew circles around it, making my head spin and low moans to leave my mouth.

“Harry, please,” I said and I wasn’t sure if I was saying his name to get him to stop, or if I was saying it to make him do more.

“Yea that’s it baby, say my name,” he said and I moaned, still quiet but I could tell it was getting louder. His fingers picked up the pace and I squirmed letting my legs part more and my back to press into the rail all on it’s own, his fingers creating the most amazing feeling combined with the work his tongue was doing on my clit.

“Shit,” I said feeling him suck my clit into his warm mouth, his tongue working the nub as he held it between his lips. He entered a second and third fingers and I screamed, a guttural but pleasure able scream and I looked around to make sure no one was on the sidewalk below or looking out of their windows.

“Yes baby, scream for me,” he said dropping my clit from his mouth and making my whimper from the loss of stimulation. He licked figure eights around it and thrust his fingers harshly, finally hitting my g-spot and making me buck my hips down onto his fingers.

“Harry I’m gonna cum,” I moaned feeling my orgasm coming on a lot faster then ever before. He smirked up at me as he went back to assaulting my g-spot and my clit, making my walls clench and my mind to go fuzzy.

“Shit Harry yes, I’m cumming,” I screamed as loud as I could and he continued thrusting his fingers in and out of me, tapping at my g-spot. He pulled his wet fingers out and stuck them into his mouth, licking them clean as he stood up and removed his shirt, and then unbuttoned his jeans and slid them off with his boxers. I started to lean down wanting his amazing cock in my mouth and he stopped me.

“No, it’s about you baby, I want you to know who you belong to,” he snarled grabbing my hips and forcing his chest against mine, pressing his lips to mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth and making me moan around his forceful tongue.

“Harry God just get on with it already,” I said my walls breaking and too into the moment to care that I was on my apartment balcony being fucked by my boyfriend. Harry removed his mouth from my neck and turned me around, once again pressing my stomach against the railing. He pressed on my back and bent me over, making me moan at the thought of being taken from behind. I felt his tip prodding at my entrance and I tried to move my hips back, wanting him inside me. He slowly slid in, not giving me any time to adjust and before I was ready he was thrusting rapidly making my body rock against the railing, his hard cock pounding into my pussy making my body feel warm and amazing.

“God Harry faster please,” I moaned and he grabbed my hips and forced my pussy back onto his cock.

“Yes baby, scream my name, tell me who you fucking belong to,” he growled against my back and the wetness was making him slam into me with force.

“Harry fuck me harder,” I yelled and he slammed into me, hitting my g-spot dead on and making my scream. I watched with no shame as a few windows opened in the apartments across the way from mine and heads poked out, looking around for the source of the noise. Harry suddenly pulled out and grabbed my hips and laid me down onto the balcony ground, crawling in between my legs and slamming back into me and reaching between our bodies, rubbing my slit with his thumb and kissing my lips hard.

“Harry fuck, right there!” I moaned, feeling a warmth gathering in the pit of my stomach again. The constant touching of my g-spot was making my head spin.

“Fuck Milan your so fucking hot,” he moaned his head rolling back and I could feel his thrusts getting a little sloppy, “tell me who you belong to.”

“You baby I’m all yours I swear,” I moaned feeling his dick twitching inside me.

“Who?” he asked thrusting hard and making small moans escape my lips in short bursts.

“Harry! Fuck I belong to you Harry!” I screamed and he smiled, feeling triumphant.

“Yea baby, I want you to cum for me, and I want you to scream my name while you cum, I want everyone to know that I’m the only one that can make you cum like this,” he said and I shivered the pure dominance and lust in his voice again.

“God Harry I’m getting close, I want you to cum inside me,” I moaned feeling how extremely close he was too.

“Shit Milan, I’m cumming, fuck yes,” he said his raspy voice a hint raspier than normal and feeling his warm liquid shooting inside me was enough to send me over the edge.

“Shit Harry yes! I’m cumming, Harry fuck, fuck me baby,” I screamed and my voice started to get hoarse screaming his name as loud as I could. He continued to thrust in and out of me letting me ride out my high, his cum making the right amount of lube to keep his cock hard and stimulated. Finally he pulled out and I could feel the cum dripping from my pussy as he leaned over and kissed my lips, sliding his tongue into my mouth and dancing it around my mouth.

“I love you Milan, but your mine got that?” he asked and I nodded, swallowing around the emotion in my throat.

“All yours,” I said feeling him lift me into his arms and carry me inside, just as I heard my answering machine pick up and my neighbor’s voice fill the room.

“Hi Milan, this is Nancy from next door and I was hearing some screams and then I heard from Ron that he thinks he saw you and your boyfriend having sex on your balcony, is this true? he was thinking of calling the police, so we just wanted to make sure you were ok,” she said and Harry and I looked at each other as we both started laughing hysterically.

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