Isabelle's P.O.V

Harry and I finished up helping Anne with chopping the remainder of veggies. She turned to us, giving us what could have possibly been the sweetest smile I'd ever seen, and said, "Thank you both so much. I would've never been able to finish up without you. Supper will be ready in about ten minutes, so just...go!"

She laughed and shooed us away, and we both smiled and chuckled. No doubt she had given us alone time on purpose. I wasn't complaining though.

"So," Harry laced his fingers through mine as we exited the kitchen, "What do you want to do?"

I shrugged and he just grinned, tugging me down the hall and we finally stopped at his bedroom door. "Harry," I said warningly, but he just chuckled.

"Don't worry," he made an exasperated noise and rolled his eyes playfully, "We're not going to do anything. I just want to cuddle with you, and maybe talk about things."

"Oh," I said blankly, feeling relieved and surprised. I was relieved because I couldnt tell Harry about what had happened with Cameron. I was also surprised. Harry Styles, British heartthrob, who was also made out to be a womanizer, compliments of the media, wanted to cuddle?

"Yeah," he grinned, but then suddenly cleared his throat and looked away, "But um, I haven't done that in, er, quite a while, so could you please jog my memory?".

In response, I giggled and squeezed his hand before grasping the doorknob and slipping inside, pulling him with me. He chuckled as I closed the door quietly. I turned to him and stared as he stood there, smiling at me.

"Well?" I asked, "What are you waiting for? Get on the bed."

He laughed at my commanding tone. "I love it when you become the dominant one," he chuckled and winked at me seductively. It took everything I had to not leap onto him and rip off his clothes.
"Whatever," I just scoffed, as I followed him to his childhood bed.

He wiggled around on the mattress and looked up at me, grinning cheekily, holding out his arms, "C'mere," he said sexily, and oh my God, I knew that I was going to melt.

Keep calm Isabelle, just keep calm.

But that didn't stop me from bounding onto the bed and wrapping my arms around his torso, using it as leverage to pull myself closer to him. I expected his arms to wrap around me, but they stayed stiff at his sides.

"So what do I do?" He asked. Fuck, he wanted to make me beg. Well then Styles, two could play at that game.

"You know," I said, furrowing my eyebrows and sitting up, "Now that you mention it, I don't remember. I think it goes something like this..." I let my left hand trail down Harry's clothed chest, all the way down to the hem of his shirt, "And then I believe that you're supposed to take this off..." I tugged on the shirt and he complied only too eagerly, sitting up, yanking if off and laying back down before I could blink. I didn't let it faze me though.

"Yeah," I said, trying not to stare at the V-line above the waistband of the Calvin Klein boxers that were showing. They hung lowly and his hips, and I almost licked my lips. Okay, sure I couldn't have sex with Harry, but I could tease him, couldn't I?

"Like this?" He asked, his voice low and oh-so-sexy. Determined to not let the tables turn, I nodded and then grazed my fingertips along his torso again, this time relishing the warmth of his naked skin.

"Mm hm," I pursed my lips, acting as though I was studying something. "And then," I said, "I'm not completely sure, mind you, but I think that I have to mimick your actions, correct?"

He nodded vigorously, his eyes wide, and I almost laughed. It was weird seeing him look so vulnerable and eager, usually that was my job. "Yes," he breathed, "Good God, yes."

It was then that I cracked a small smile. Slowly, torturing him, I crossed my arms over my body, gripped the hem of my top and began pulling it up at an agonizingly slow pace. I glanced over at Harry. He was licking his lips, and if I let my gaze wander a bit lower, a bulge was prominent in his pants. I finally pulled off my top and let it drop to the floor beside the bed, turning back to him.

"And then," I repeated, slowly trailing my fingers along his chest, "We just...cuddle." With that, I wrapped my arms around him and sighed, knowing that that was not what he had been expecting.

What I didn't know was that he would grit his teeth, sit up abruptly and mutter, "Fuck no." I didn't know what he was doing, but the moment he crashed his lips onto mine, I no longer cared.

"You fucking tease," Harry muttered aggressively against my lips, "You can't just give me a boner, stop, and then expect me to go out there looking like this. I don't fucking think so." I giggled at the blunt vulgarity he was using. Except...it made him so much hotter, in my eyes.

"What are you going to do about it?" I mocked, wanting to see just how far I could push him. He growled at me, his lips still attacking mine. "The real question is, what are you going to do about it?" he told me.

I was confused. He pulled back and pointed at the bulge in his pants, "You're going to fix this," he told me sternly, and immediately my breathing began to speed up. "H-How?"I stuttered, and I immediately mentally face-palmed.

A slow, teasing smirk suddenly spread across his face. "You've never...have you?" He asked me, and I shook my head, crimson appearing on my cheeks. He smiled genuinely. "Its okay," he said, "Just do something at least."

I nodded again, remembering the other day when I'd palmed him in the bath tub and he'd moaned. Maybe I could...

I let my right hand slide in between our bodies, down to his erected member. I could feel his body tensing as I got lower, and eventually felt the strain on his pants. My hand acted of it's own accord, unbuckling his belt rapidly and sliding it out of the loops. His closed eyes shot open...he probably wasn't expecting that.

I bit my lip as I unbuttoned his pants and he helped me by shimming out of them and kicking them off. My tongue darted out to moisten my dry lips as I acknowledged that he was only in his boxers now, and I was in my jeans and lacy black bra. Every so often, his eyes would travel down to my chest for a moment, which was hesitantly pressed against his.

We locked eyes and stared deeply at each other. I could see just how turned on he was getting as I let my hand slide to his member, covered by his boxers. The whole exchange was quiet, no one speaking, but I loved it.

"Ready?" I asked, and he nodded once. I bit my lip as I began to palm him over his boxers. He hissed and closed his eyes, throwing his head back, and I took the chance to kiss and suckle at his neck lightly. I felt a light shiver run through him, and I couldn't help but to smile.

"Christ, Isabelle," Harry whispered, and I grinned triumphantly. It felt amazing that I could get him to say my name like that . "Yes Harry?" I asked, trying to sound as seductive as possible. I think it worked, because he looked back down at me for a moment before his eyes rolled back in his head.

"God, fuck...fuck...fuck," he muttered, and I could feel myself getting wet. Looking at the handsome man in front of me, completely at my mercy, coming undone, how could I not be turned on?

Harry pressed his forehead to mine and forced his eyes open. We locked eyes again and he grinded his hips downward, meeting my hand. My left hand snaked up into his hair, and I pulled on his curls lightly.

"Harder," he panted, and I stared up at him. "What?" I asked unsurely.

"H-Harder," he repeated, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. I tightened my grip on his hair and yanked at the beautiful chocolate brown locks. His erratic breathing fanned my face, making me even wetter than before.

"Fuck," he breathed, and I felt his member jerk slightly before something warm and wet hit his boxers, making them dampen. I pulled away, watching as his breathing slowed and finally his eyes opened. He stared at me sternly, and for a moment, I was afraid that he'd scold me for doing that.

"You made me fucking cum by just palming me," he marvelled quietly, "What the hell are you doing to me?"

I grinned and giggled, slightly proud of myself. I had just made Harry freaking Styles cum. Who knew that life could be this great?Harry climbed off of me. His fingers accidentally brushed the crotch of my jeans, and I pursed my lips. He probably felt the wet spot and by the look that he gave me, I was right.

"Do you need me to...?" He asked lowly. There was nothing teasing about his tone. I bit my lip and nodded, and he mimicked my actions. "Okay," he said quietly. He crawled back over to me and straddled my waist. Just that pose alone made me shudder.

He silently worked on the button of my jeans before unzipping them and sliding them off in one clean action. I gasped loudly. I wasn't expecting him to take off my jeans, but I wasn't going to complain. He stared at the black lace panties that matched my bra and licked his lips. Probably sensing that I didn't want him to continue taking off my clothes, he slowly positioned his fingers right above where I needed him most. His eyes never left mine.

And then, without warning, he was there, stroking me above my panties. I hissed quietly and he silenced me by kissing me passionately. Once we broke apart for air, he kissed my cheek once before moving his lips over to my ear, "Do you like this baby?" He asked me aggressively. On cue, he grinded his hips down on mine, and I gasped.

"Answer me," he growled, nipping at my earlobe. His fingers pushed against me and I almost moaned, "Yes. Of course, yes." I felt him smile.

"I've always wanted to do this to you, you know," he muttered in my ear, still pressing onto me. I felt a deep feeling grow in the pit of my stomach. He was talking so dirty to me, I couldn't help but to moan.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard they're going to hear you scream all the way back in Canada," Harry snarled. My eyes snapped open. Now I was slightly scared. I couldn't tell him. Please God, no.

Suddenly, Anne's voice rang out. "Harry! Isabelle! Time for dinner!" Thank you Anne. Thank you so much.

Harry glanced towards the door and then turned back to me, his eyes blazing determinedly. "Shit," he cursed, and then began to grind on me harder, "Come on baby. Cum for me."

His words sent me completely over the edge, and I let go, letting out a small shriek. Harry muffled the noise with his lips, by pressing them against mine, and he kissed me lovingly. My hands snaked into his curls and I held our mouths together until we both couldn't breathe anymore. I felt as though I was floating, and I shook, violently.

Once my orgasm died down, Harry slumped onto the bed next to me. I couldn't help but to notice that it sure seemed like we had just had sex, meanwhile we had only palmed each other. It felt great though. It was my first orgasm ever.

As if he'd read my mind, Harry pushed some hair off of ny forehead, asking quietly, "Was it your first?" I turned to him, deciding to just come out with it. "Yeah," I admitted, staring into his green eyes, "It was," I pursed my lips hesitantly before adding, "But I'm glad it was with you."

He grinned, "So am I." He leaned in for a sweet, simple kiss. When we pulled back, I smiled.

"Harry? Isabelle?" Anne's voice called again. "Right," Harry said, sitting up and crossing over to his dresser, where he rummaged through.

"What are you looking for?" I asked, propping myself up onto my elbows.

"A pair of clean boxers," he told me, turning around and grinning at me, holding up a pair identical to the ones he was wearing. I blushed as he made his way back over to me, kissing me once more before saying, "You should probably go get dressed and change your panties too," he told me, winking once. I blushed but stood nonetheless, pulling back on my jeans and my top.

"I'll see you at dinner," Harry said, smiling at me. I grinned before grasping the doorknob.

"Damn right you will."

Notes

Yes, there was smut in this. But hello! This story is rated R! I hope you enjoyed this chapter nonetheless, because I won't be updating for a few more days. I'm going to Niagara Falls, so I need to start packing! I leave tomorrow!

I hope you all have an amazing rest of the March Break! (At least, if you're in Canada, that is). But don't forget to comment, rate and subscribe! Thanks babes!