I hook my ‘spare’ leg over his shoulder and touch his messy curls. I feel his tongue slide inside me, warm and smooth…then his fingers. He slides them in and out, making me, groan, making me wet.

When he licks me again, his tongue is cold, another ice cube in his mouth. He pushes the ice into me , chasing it with his tongue. I moan and arch my back, sliding slightly on the wet counter. He looks up, placing a quick kiss on my thigh.

“Oh dear, I think we have a health and safety issue here!” he says grinning foolishly. “Too right!” I gasp, “if you don't finish what you’re doing, I may have to hurt you!”

“Yeah but I like my laminate flooring!” he says cheekily. “If you fall and damage it, I’ll be so cross with you!” I burst out laughing at this. “Harry! you are an utter tool!”

“I know!” he says, hauling me off the counter, “isn’t it great?” I wrap my legs round him, giggling happily. “Am I keeping this on?” I say pointing to the hat as he sets me down on a long kitchen table, his waist still between my thighs. “Let’s see he says,” snatching it off and putting it on his own head.

Harry Styles with undone jeans, bare chest, pink bobble hat and a huge smile. “Maybe it looks better on me?” he asks smirking. Frankly, he looks so good I have to stop myself taking a bite! “Nah! not doing it for me,” I say lying through my teeth.

“Really? that’s no good, let me see if I can find something that does it for you,” He says and moves in for a kiss, slipping his fingers between my legs. We kiss for a long time as his fingers curl rhythmically inside me. I stroke my hands down his sides to the ‘V” shaped muscle…following their form.

He groans as I take his hard dick in my hand again, pulling him insistently towards me. “Please?” I murmur quietly. He smiles and teases my entrance with his dick. I kiss along his perfect jawline. Gently, he starts easing into me. We gaze into each others eyes as he carefully works the length deep inside me. He feels so incredible, I grip him hard, already moaning.

As he starts to push, I take hold of his shoulders and tip my hips towards him. “Lie down,” he asks. He holds my hips firm while I lie back, my body now laid out on the table in front of him. “Mmm, you look…wow!” He moans, eyes on my body, pushing harder into me.

He starts to rub my clit with his thumb as he thrusts. I flex my body, loosing my breath for a moment. A second wave clutches my ribs. He speeds up, pushing deeper into me, rubbing more quickly. I glance at his lovely face for a second then...I’m gone, body pulsing helplessly with a deep orgasm.

When I eventually look up, he’s watching me fascinated, “Hey sexy,” He says, withdrawing slowly. I’m still out of breath as I sit up and hop off the table…then grab the table again! “argh! Jelly legs!” I cry.

“Then, I think you need a lie down,” he says hugging me in. “Bagsie little spoon!” I say happily. “No! I wanna be little spoon!” he grumbles. “I said it first!” I giggle. “You’re so immature, you know that?” he says, shaking his head.

I snatch the bobble hat off his head and make a run for it. Suddenly feeling a little naked! He catches up with me in the hallway and grabs back the hat. “You need to grow up young lady!” he laughs, holding the hat out of reach as I jump for it.

I grab his waist squeezing to tickle him. Instantly he folds, screaming like a girl. “You’re ticklish!” I laugh. “Am not!” he says fighting to get control. “So are!” I say tickling him harder. “No! No!” he screams, laughing uncontrollably.

Suddenly, he gets a grip on my wrists. “Right, you’ve blown it now!” he laughs, somehow hoisting me up over his shoulder. He smacks my bare arse. “I'm putting you in time out naughty girl!” he says, carrying me to the bedroom…

Ⓒ SphinxWriter13 2017

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