HARRY’S P.O.V.


After Piper’s emotional breakdown, she started to drink a bit more. By the time we were leaving the auction, she was leaning against me in order to stand up in her heels. I kept a protective arm around her waist and she cuddled against my shoulder as we waited inside for the car to pull up. I felt so relieved after our much needed apologies and it was nice to squash most of the tension between us. Everything was back to normal and just in time, too. Piper’s family would be arriving the next day with Karen and Riley and my mum, Robin, and Gemma would be there four days later. If we hadn’t mended our relationship when we did, all hell would have broken loose with everyone there.

“I love you, Harry. Thank you for tonight.”

Her words were drawn out and she sounded sleepy. I twisted my neck so that I could kiss the top of her head as she wrapped her arms around my chest, still leaning on me for support.

“Love you so much, Piper. I’m glad you don’t hate me anymore.”

She scoffed drastically and pulled her head away from my shoulder.

“I could never hate you, babe.”

I grin cheekily at her and peck her lips.

“I know I just wanted to hear you say that. You should never say never. What if I do something completely deserving of your hatred?”

I squeezed her side playfully, causing her body to jolt. I pulled her closer and rested my hands on her hips.

“I’m pretty sure Justin Bieber wouldn’t appreciate another hot pop star using his song lyrics. And to answer your question, I’d still probably love you.”

I chuckled loudly before leaning down to nibble at her jawline.

“So, you think Bieber’s hot, huh?”

She pinched my back and stuck her tongue out.

“I didn’t say that. I said you were hot.”

“But, you classified us in the same category of hot.”

Her mouth gaped as she searched for the right comeback, failing to find it. She laughed and leaned forward to press her lips to mine.

“You know what I meant, dumbass.”

She spoke softly against my lips and kissed me again, the taste of vodka and fruit emanating from her tongue as it slid along my bottom lip.

“Mr. Styles. Your car is here.”

I nodded at the attendant standing by the door and kissed Piper once more. She leaned up on her toes to whisper seductively in my ear.

“Take me home, Harry.”

She pulled away and started to walk to the door, attempting to do so without my help. She swayed on her high heels and I ran to catch up, wrapping my arm around her once again to steady her.

“Now, that one’s ours, but I guess that since I agree with the context, I’ll allow you to use it.”

She snorted at my cheesy joke as we stepped out of the door onto the crowded sidewalk, cameras flashing from every angle. I pulled Piper closer to my side and hurried to the black town car in front of us, opening the door and allowing her to climb in first. I slid in after and immediately felt her hands on my chest, pushing my back into the soft leather seat.

“How about you just take me right here, huh?”

My eyes widened in shock. This wasn’t like Piper. She was always one to keep appearances in public, but in the moment, she could have cared less about the driver who was peeking his eyes back to us through the rear-view mirror. She straddled my lap, hiking her tight gown up her thighs.

“Piper...”

I warned her with a stern tone. I didn’t want to make a scene and we definitely weren’t fucking in the back seat of some cab.

“Harry, come on.”

She pressed her lips to my neck and reached down to start unbuttoning my slacks.

“Piper, no. We’ll be back in like ten minutes. Just wait.”

I couldn’t bring myself to physically push her away, though. I wanted this as much as she did; just not in that exact spot. She pulled her hands away from my pants to make it appear like she was obeying me, but then she brought them up to my hair, pulling my face toward hers and rolling her hips into mine roughly.

“Fucking hell, Piper.”

I whispered against her mouth and she continued her movements. It’s not like I wasn’t already hard, because I had been ever since we were standing in the building, waiting for our car. But now, I was just painfully hard, finding myself uncontrollably rutting my hips up, desperately longing for more friction. She kissed me with raw passionate emotion and I finally let my hands wander up her body, my fingers caressing the smooth milky skin that was peeking through the back of her dress. She whimpered softly as my fingernails dug into her back, forcing small crescent-shape indents in her skin. I nudged my tongue against hers, commandeering the kiss and overpowering her movements with mine. Piper’s fingers tugged at my scalp, completely ruining the hair that Lou spent so long fixing. I didn’t care, though. It was all for Piper, anyway. I had just hoped I could keep us both fully clothed until we made it back to the hotel.

My finger tips glided down the back of her silky dress, pausing at every eyelet exposing her skin. I ran my fingers over the spot that I knew her tattoo was in. It looked positively sinful in this dress, the ink peeking through gaps in the material. Then, I trailed my hands down her slim figure, not stopping until my palms were blanketing her thighs, slowly moving back up to slip under her dress. Just as I grasped the bare skin of her bum, the car came to a stop, our driver clearing his throat awkwardly. When Piper’s lips parted from mine, I pinched her ass hard and she gasped against my shoulder, clutching onto my shirt.

“Come on, let’s do this properly.”

I whispered into her tousled hair and she slowly removed herself from my lap, tugging at her dress until it was back to covering all the parts of her body only I was allowed to see. I leaned forward and handed the driver a fifty dollar bill and opened the door after smoothing my hair a little and making sure that Piper looked decent.

I stepped out of the car and held out a hand for Piper to take. She was still too intoxicated to walk a straight line and I couldn’t complain because I got to hold her close to me. The second we made it to our suite door, I had to remind her that Lou, Tom, and Lux would be inside with Andy because she wouldn’t stop palming me through my trousers.
When I opened the door, though, all the lights were off and there was a note on the coffee table.


H&P
We’re having a sleepover in our room so that you two can have some alone time before everyone and their mother shows up (quite literally). Have fun ;) Andy is safe and cuddled in with Lux. xx
-Lou


I read it aloud and before I could finish, Piper was snatching the paper out of my hands, tossing it aside, and beginning to unbutton my shirt. I worked at the buttons from the bottom up, meeting her fingers in the middle. I slid my shirt off, immediately reaching back and searching for the zipper on her gown.

“Where is the damn zipper?”

She giggled and undid my slacks in one quick motion.

“There isn’t one.”

Then, she shimmied her arms out of the straps and let them fall to expose her perfect, uncovered breasts. My hands gravitated toward her body and I was feeling as though I couldn’t touch her enough. Our lips met for the thousandth time that night and I didn’t plan on stopping anytime soon. There was just no way that was possible. I gripped the bunched up material pooling at her waist and broke my lips away from hers as I lifted the remainder of her dress over her head, leaving her in a black laced thong and her too-high heels. She started to slide out of her shoes, but I placed a trembling hand on her thigh, earning her attention.

“Leave them on. You’re legs look fucking incredible right now.”

She grinned and wrapped her around my neck, leaning her chest against mine with force as I kicked my shoes off, along with the trousers piled at my ankles. We were both entirely too desperate to waste any time with foreplay, besides whatever happened in the car. I reached a hand between our smooth bodies and rubbed against the thin, lacy material of her panties with three fingers.

“Jesus, babe. You’re already so wet.”

She hardly let me speak, her lips gliding effortlessly with mine. Her moans filled my mouth and I removed my hand from her core, clutching the back of her thighs instead, until she jumped up, wrapping her sinful legs around my waist. I carried her blindly to the nearest couch, which was more of a large cushioned chair. I bit her bottom lip and squeezed her thighs tightly around me so that she would hold herself up while I pushed my briefs down to my ankles, kicking them off easily. I sat down, the leather cold on my bare ass, and Piper moved her legs so that her knees were supporting her body. She broke the kiss, simply leaning back and staring at me, her lips puffy and red, her makeup smeared in just the right way. She looked positively fierce and desperate for me to make my next move. I loved when she was like this: absolutely needy and animalistic. Something in her eyes was enigmatic and happy all at the same time. She was still quite intoxicated, but it was only making her more loose and focused.

“Fuck me, Harry. Please, I need you.”

And how could I deny that? I couldn’t. Not that I had any intention to, but her voice was utterly wrecked as she practically whined. I kissed her again, reaching down to roughly caress the sensitive and most responsive part of her body. I pressed the lace harshly against her clit and she moaned in greed. She panted against my mouth, no longer centering her attention on the kiss. I knew that she was placing all of her attention on the feeling I was giving her and that gave me the confidence to rely entirely on my carnal instincts. I sucked with my mouth wide over a piece of flesh below her collarbone as I drug her panties aside, holding them against her thigh. She gasped from the newly bare area and I hardly gave her time to prepare before using my other hand to guide my length inside of her.

Piper shook as she sunk down slowly, lips trembling from the ecstatic pleasure that coursed through our bodies every time we were intimate. Soon she was seated completely on my thighs, her head thrown back and her hands pressed against my chest. She was dripping wet, even after she took me in all the way, so fucking wet for not having any proper foreplay. Quite matching how hard I was from the same lack of foreplay.

She rolled her hips around in figure-8’s, relishing in the feeling of being so full.

“So big, Harry. Always feel so big.”

I thought of something to say, but as soon as I opened my mouth, all that could escape were mumbles and groans. I bucked my hips up roughly, causing her to whimper and clutch onto my shoulders. Her long hair fell over her back, a few pieces stuck on her glistening lips. She was beautifully disheveled. I released her panties, pressing my fingers into her hips to assist in her riding me. She lifted up cautiously, the lace dragging along my member satisfyingly, making me hiss at the contact.

After a few slow rises and falls, Piper was full-on riding me, bouncing up and down deliciously as I continued to dig my fingers into her skin. I mentally told myself to stop before I left bruises, but I physically couldn’t stop myself. I began to fuck upwards into her, matching each of her falls to give her a rebound. I gritted my teeth and wished I had the willpower to actually kiss her. I need her closer to me if that was even possible. I sat up slightly and met our lips in a sloppy clash of tongue and teeth. We were, in effect, breathing hotly against each other’s lips instead of kissing, but it still felt perfect. I released one of her hips, bringing my fingers to her delicate black, laced thong. I yanked a piece closer to her core, around her entrance as I continued to fuck into her quickly. I pressed the fabric to her clit and massaged against it gently, pulling strings of profanity and moans from Piper’s lips. I relentlessly pounded into her and she was no longer needing to push her body up with each bounce, the rhythm carrying her up and down. Her breasts leapt with each pump and her face was scrunched in extreme pleasure.

“Fuck, I’m- Harry, so close.”

I quickened the snapping of my hips a bit more, feeling my orgasm nearing it’s peak as well.

“Me too, baby. Love you. Love you so much.”

She moaned in an attempt to return the sentiment, but that wasn’t an issue. I knew she loved me and that was the most comforting thing in the world. I slowed my thrusts, but made them more forceful as Piper screamed my name, her walls throbbing around me as she came. As she tightened and released her orgasm, mine came quickly, rushing over my body in white heat, my vision going completely though my eyes were still open. My body shook all over as I slowed my motion, releasing deep inside of her.

Piper collapsed on my chest, breathing heavily and tracing shapes onto my side. She continued to throb around me and it just prolonged the intense effects of my climax. Piper wrapped her arms around my neck sleepily and rested her head on my shoulder.

“Please take me to the shower so we can go to sleep. Fighting with you, on top of crying and this intense making up has really worn me out.”

I laughed into her hair, softly caressing her clammy back.

“You don’t have to tell me twice. But, in all honesty, I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

“If I had a dollar for every time you’ve said that...”

I chuckled and remembered the countless times I had sworn I’d never felt better. I stood up, interlocking my arms under her thighs to hold onto her easily, and walked toward out room. I had to hurry, because staying inside of her much longer was going to make me hard again and we were both much too tired to go for round two.

“You know what I told the guys after we had spent a few days together? It was when we were at the beach.”

She softly kissed my neck and spoke quietly.

“What baby?”

“I remember telling them how incredible you were and ending it with, ‘the sex is amazing’. It’s just so funny to look back on that and think of how stupid I was for thinking it couldn’t get better. Everyday I love you more and everyday making love to you is increasingly exceptional. I feel
sorry for people that don’t get to experience this.”

I walked through our room carefully and slowly pulled out of her as we made it to the bathroom. I reached behind my back and removed both of her shoes. I could feel come dripping between our bodies and I set her down inside of the shower, turning the knob to hot.

“I never thought it could be like this, Harry. I can never get enough of you. You’re intoxicating.”

I smiled at her because she looked positively exhausted, leaning against the tiled shower.

“I think you’re just drunk, but thanks anyway.”

She grinned sleepily, yawning as I stepped in. I trailed over her smooth skin, holding her close to me and pulling both of our bodies under the water. As we stood under the hot water, I wondered again whether I could be any happier. I knew that one day, I would look back on that exact moment and laugh at how happy I thought I was. Piper would never stop making me happy and I looked forward to all the moments like this one that made me question the limit of happiness.
If I always have her, there can’t be one.

Notes

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