//Emmy//
My elbows press down into the mattress, I wanted to see Harry remove the piece of fabric keeping me from receiving what God blessed him with, something I’ve wanted so badly all morning. He grabs the band of his boxers, pulling them down until they just drop off his body. I bite my lip at the sight, he’s definitely blessed well.
“Are you sure you’ve been taking the pill?’’ Harry asks as he climbs back on the bed after pulling the cover out of his way.
I gulp lightly to myself, that’s a question I’ve been having to ask myself lately. The answer, I’m pretty sure but honestly I don’t know. Harry can’t know that though, it’s worth the risk I guess.
“Yeah.’’ I nod in a little as I rest my arms by my side, laying my head back onto the pillow. I sigh out, ready for him to invade my body like he does so well.
“Ready?’’ He asks me, his hands cupping under my knees as he pushes my legs up a little. I know he likes to see himself collide with me.
“Yes.’’ I mumble back to him, gazing at the ceiling, waiting for him to lean down to me.
“Damn.’’ Harry sighs out as he pushes the tip inside of me. I gasp at the amazing familiar feeling, something I enjoy a lot.
He groans as he pushes his entire length into me. My lips part as I let my body adjust to his presence, and he knows to give me a few seconds before I starting. It’s a lot to take in, literally, and he likes for me to be comfortable.
“You good?’’ He asks, his hands on either side of my head, hovering over me. I close my eyes for a moment, trying to focus on the feeling instead of his eyes glaring at me. I take a deep breath, no.
“Hold on.” I whisper with a light shake of my head.
“Take your time.’’ He mumbles back.
The truth is that I am ready to start, but I’m not. I don’t want this to ware me out before my day even starts, but at the same time I just want it all right now. What’s better though, having it, or not having it at all? I got an offer, and I know I need to accept it.
My eyes open to find Harry staring at me, his eyebrows lightly furrowed. I know he’s not annoyed at me, he’d rather wait an hour for me to be okay than to rush in with me not.
“Emmy, do you want to do this?’’ Harry’s voice was soft, his eyes sincere as he kept our contact locked.
“Yes.. Harry.. just..’’ I was nervous, mainly because Harry can get rough and I hate to say anything because I don’t want to embarrass him or make him feel like he’s doing a bad job.
“I’ll go easy, gentle.’’ Harry tells me, bending his elbows as he leans down to me, his lips press against mine, just a soft kiss.
“Okay.’’ I nod to him, glad that he’s willing to be a little soft with me. I can handle the rough times, but I do like it at a easy pace too.
A moan leaves my mouth as Harry pulls himself out of me, but not all the way, then easily pushes himself back in. His eyes stay on my face, watching my expression. He does that all the time, just to make sure I’m alright.
“You okay?’’ He asks in a whisper as he keeps his movements slow and steady.
“A little.. faster.’’ I mumble back, wanting just a little more from him right now. He does as I request, making the rocking of his a little more sharp. His eyes burn into mine, adding onto the list of feelings I have going on in my body right now.
“Harry,’’ I say as I put my hands on his waist, “C’mere.”
I try to pull him down with my hands, but I’m too weak. He gets my gist, leaning his body down onto mine, his hands sliding under my head to hold me close. He buries his face in the crook of my neck. I sigh in relief as I wrap my arms around him, my fingertips digging into his shoulder blades.
It was better to have him against me, it makes it entirely amazing. I love the feeling of his body against mine, his warm skin and toned muscle. Perfection at its best is definitely Harry Styles.
“Faster.’’ I moan into his ear. He grunts in my ear, doing as I asked with no hesitation at all. Harry knew how I liked it, so I don’t have to worry about it being too rushed.
His hips buck into mine faster, harder – all the feelings I love to get are coming to me. His thrusts are quick and heavily implied, slamming into my body with just enough force and power. Power. That is something he has for sure. Power over me, and power over my body.
“Em, fuck.’’ Harry says to me, his warm breath making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.
His fingers grab my hair, but not too harshly. I moan at the feeling, I love it when he does that. My hands felt the flexing of his muscles with every thrust, turning my dial up even more.
“Harry.. I’m gonna-” I cut myself off, wrapping my legs around Harry’s waist. I needed him the most now, and I know he knew it just as much as I did.
“Cum for me, babe.’’ He tells me as he thrusts deeper and harder into me. He didn’t need me to tell him anymore, he knows how this works for me. My fingernails dig into his skin, the feeling overwhelming me as he continues the rough movements against my body.
Sudden it all washes over me, drowning me as I feel my legs shake a little, my back slightly arching, pushing me further against Harry, my walls clenching around him. My jaw drops at the feeling, no sound able to come from my throat as my orgasm takes over my body. “Emmy.’’ Harry grunts out my name as I feel him twitch inside of me, spilling his warm liquid into me. At this point I think both our bodies are in a mess, a damn good one at that.

Notes

//sorry it's a little short, more to come!!! :):)♥//