We walked towards a big posh building and Harry opened the door then up a few flights of stairs. He opened a second door and walked in behind me. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard. He moved down towards my neck and my collarbone biting slightly. I groaned slightly, gripping his hair.

'I think we should take this to the bedroom,' he said inbetween kissing my neck. He moved me towards a door and we entered his bedroom. He threw me down on his bed and unbuttoned his shirt. He dropped it to the floor and kissed me, lying on top of me. I kicked my shoes off and unbuttoned his trousers.

I pulled them down and he pulled me up. He slipped the straps of my dress over my shoulders and let it fall off me. I was only in my thong, him in his boxers. He pushed me down and kissed me again, this time massaging my breasts before pinching my nipple. It hardened under my touch. He moved his other hand down to my sex. He nibbled my lip before he pulled away.

'Think this needs to come off,' he said, referring to my thong. He gripped it with his teeth and pulled it down. He pulled his own boxers down. He then started to kiss my inner thigh right by my sex. I grabbed his hair, pulling softly on the curls. He moved higher and higher and I felt his tongue flicker against my clit.
'You're so wet for me already baby,' he said as he made his way back up towards me, circling his tongue in my belly button. He hovered above me then plunged straight into me. He pounded me hard and rough, reaching places I never knew anyone could. He was moaning in ecstasy. He was so experienced. I could feel a tight knotting feeling building up inside me, telling me I was close to reaching my climax.
'Harry,' I whispered. A smirk appeared on his face as he knew what he was doing for to me. I couldn't wait anymore. I came screaming his name and he came shortly after. He collapsed on me.

'That. Was. Amazing,' he said panting.
'It defiantly was,' I replied. I lay on his bed as he pulled on some boxers. I started to drift off the sleep as I felt an arm snake around my waist.

-Next Morning-

I rolled over fluttering my eyes open. I looked at the time on Harry's bedside table. 6 o'clock. I sat up, grabbing my clothes and pulling them on. I text Tony telling him to pick me up from a tall block of flats about 200 metres away from the bar.

I was just about to leave when Harry stirred and woke up, looking at me.
'Where are you going?' He asked me.
'I've got to go home. Listen last night was beyond amazing, but I don't know if we have a future together,' I told him, using my same excuse for not seeing a guy again. But this time the 'beyond amazing' was true.' It really was.

'Oh yeah. I completely understand. Hold on, I'll let you out. How are you getting home?' He asked me quizzically.

'I'm being picked up,' I told him. 'Well Harry, have a nice life.' I pecked him on the mouth before I turned around and left. I walked out of the building and saw my car waiting for me. I got in and told Tony to take me home so I could get ready for school. This was going to be a good year, I could sense it.