Los Angeles to London

Alex's POV

I was shocked. Not at Harry for suggesting that we take a shower together, but at myself because I wanted to. I've never been the kind of girl who slept around, sure I'd kiss a guy here and there at nightclubs but I never invited them to come home with me. I had only had one serious boyfriend before, and even then that relationship was pretty bad. When I was with my ex boyfriend, lets call him TM, we had sex but it never really felt right, I never got that eyes-rolling-to-the-back-of-your-head feeling when I was with him, he was mediocre at best. I figured that was how sex was supposed to be, but since kissing Harry I could already tell something was different. I bet sex with him would be mind blowing, and I honestly couldn't wait to find out.

With out hesitation I pulled Harry's face to mine, kissing him. Softly at first but then it intensified. I broke the kiss and went for my shirt, Harry's hands stopped mine and he continued pulling my shirt off. Normally if I was doing this with TM he would just stare at my chest, like a child on Christmas morning starring at the presents under the tree, but not Harry. He looked me in the eyes, his hypnotic glistening green eyes boring into mine. I reached down and unbuckled his belt. He let me unzip his pants, pulling them down to the ground. When I was eye level with his package I could tell he was already getting aroused. Harry stepped out of them and kicked em to the side. Harry reached over for the button on my pants, his fingers touching the skin just above it, sending those butterflies right back to my stomach. He assisted me in taking off my pants and threw them in the pile with the rest of our clothes. We were both left standing there in our underwear, the hot water still running. Again, without hesitation I reached over and began to take his boxer briefs off, he finished the job, throwing them in the existing pile. I couldn't help but look him up and down. Honestly, he had to be a god. No human had a body as perfect as the one he had. There wasn't a single flaw, not a freckle out of place, he had an amazing package and a beautiful smile. Seriously, I had to be the luckiest girl in the world.


Harry's POV

I couldn't take it any longer, I put my arms around her, unclasping her bra, letting it fall the floor. God did she have an amazing body. I grabbed her black underwear and pulled them off her glorious body. I didn't know what to do, so I pulled her in for a hug. Feeling her body against mine was sensational. We stood there for a few seconds before I grabbed her hand, pulling her into the shower with me.

The water temperature was just right, not too hot, and not too cold. The pulsating jets felt amazing, especially after such a long flight. I turned to Alex cupping her face in my hands, kissing her in a way that I had never kissed anyone else before.


Alex's POV

That kiss was wonderful, but I wanted more to happen. I ran my fingers down his body toward his front. He moaned with pleasure. Did I really just make harry styles moan with delight? Hell yeah I did! I stopped just above his manhood, making circular motions with my fingers. Just then Harry's hands dropped from my face and landed just below my butt, in one swift movement her picked me up and had me up against the wall. He was rough, nothing like I had felt before, but I wanted more. Harry pushed his hips in to mine, making me gasp with excitement. His lips traveled to just below my ear, making me want more of him. From below my ear to my neck. Sucking and nipping at it with his teeth, I can tell you already, just this foreplay with Harry was more satisfying than the best sex I had ever had with TM. I tightened my legs around Harry's sides. His right hand left my backside and drifted up the side of my body, landing to the side of my breast. He cupped it with his large hands, giving it a light squeeze, sending chills through my body. His hand returned to my backside, he pulled my hips closer to him, hard. I needed him, now.

"Harry." I moaned. "Babe, please."

"Shhh, soon, I promise." He said.

Harry dropped my legs, almost hard for me to stand since I was almost hitting ecstasy. Harry kissed me from my collarbone down to my stomach, and then down to my center. He spread my legs a little to make it more comfortable for him. I felt him kiss around my thighs, making me shiver. Just then he moved his mouth to my core. I never knew something like that could feel this good. I felt his tongue in places I never knew where there. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better I felt one of his fingers at my entrance; I took a deep breath and just then he entered.


I needed him now, like right now. I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Harry please, baby, I'm not going to last."

He grabbed the back of my legs and I wrapped my legs around his sides again. He pulled my hips back so that he could gain entrance. He position himself, looked me in the eyes and smiled sweetly. I leaned in and kissed him. It felt amazing.

"Ready?" He asked.

I nodded. With my approval he slid in, softly the first time. It hurt, but in a satisfying way. He pulled back and thrust again, harder this time. I could not believe that I had been missing out on this. TM really had nothing on Harry.

We got into a good rhythm, our hips rocking to meet each other. I could tell that Harry was close because he started going harder and harder, pushing me into the wall harder each time, if I wasn't in the middle of having the most mind blowing sex, hitting the wall that hard probably would've hurt.

"Alex, I'm almost there"

"Me too."

A few more deep thrusts and we were there, in unison. I tightened around Harry, riding out the feeling as Harry continued to moan. He let my feet hit the shower floor gently, my legs felt weak. He stepped back and looked at me, a smile creeping across his face.

"Wow" I mumbled.

Harry stepped closer once again, taking my face between his massive hands, he dipped his face down to mine and kissed me softly, romantically.

Once we were finished with our shower and dressed we crawled into bed, Harry only wearing a new pair of jack wills boxer briefs. Damn did he look good.

"Tired?"

"Yeah, I've had a busy day. Moving to London, going out to dinner, and that incredible sex I just had, those kinda things will wear a girl out." I said teasingly.

"Incredible?" He smirked

"Did I say incredible? I meant awful. I'm always confusing my words."

A wicked grin spread across his face, and deep down I knew what was coming next.

Harry's POV.

"Take that back." I demanded while I turned so my body was hovering over hers.

"Make me." She challenged.

I began tickling her sides and she let out a gasp and then she began laughing. "Take it back." I laughed.

"Never!" She exclaimed.

I tickled her harder, waiting for her to surrender. "Fine. Fine. But only because if you don't stop I might pee myself." She gasped.

I chuckled at her reasoning and stopped tickling her. I leaned down, kissing her temple. I had to admit that I was pretty tired, and even though I wanted so bad to have her again I settled on pulling her close to me. We laid there cuddling for a few minutes.

"When's your birthday?" I asked her.

"October 26." She replied.

"When's yours?" She asked. Her question took me off guard, I actually kind of felt full of myself because most people already knew when my birthday was. But then again Alex isn't like most people.

"February 1st. Actually you know what's weird is our flight number today was 2194, those are the digits of my birthday."

She giggled. "That is weird." She agreed.

"So October 26th, how old will you be?"

"21, finally old enough to legally drink in America. But I guess that doesn't matter since I live in London now." She said moving closer to me.

"Yeah, that's another reason why I love the UK."

We talked some more. I found out her favorite color (black), what she likes to do for fun (shopping, typical girl), her favorite food ( tacos, which are also my favorite.) and even silly things like how she won guacamole recipe contest when she was 16. She was so interesting. I need to learn more about her.

After a few minutes I heard her softly snoring. I laid there thinking about everything that had happened that day. How I thought I was just going to have a normal flight back to London and a night in doing nothing. Oh how I was wrong, I couldn't wait to spend more time with her the next day. I eventually fell asleep too, dreaming about her and how happy I felt.

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