Ready To Run

I make my way into the bathroom and take a quick shower. I slip into a little black dress. Soon after, there is a knock at the door. I make my way to the entrance, pushing my boobs out a little before answering the door. As soon as I see what awaits me I feel myself grow wetter between my legs. There stands Harry in tight black jeans and nice shirt that is halfway unbuttoned, revealing his chest. His eyes begin to scan up and down my body and his lips curl into a half smile. "Ready, princess?"

I smile and nod because his looks have me speechless. But as soon as the door shuts, Harry pins me against a wall.. once again.

"You didn't think I'd let you get away with that little stunt you pulled earlier, did you?" I feel my cheeks getting hot.
"That wasn't me. It was Essie." I manage to choke out, trying to look as innocent as possible.
My response causes him to have this deep, throaty chuckle. It was the sexiest thing I've ever heard.
'Bull. Shit." He whispers while grabbing my hand and leading me into his hotel room.

He closes the door behind me and attacks my mouth. I want to get lost with him, but I'm confused.
"Wait, what about Niall?"
"Went to the bar to wait for Essie." He says quickly before reattaching his lips to mine. I have to interrupt him again.
"But what about our date?"
He groans before responding. "It can wait." He looks at me impatiently.
What on earth was his deal? I try not to think about his annoying attitude and begin kissing him.

I soon start to feel his hands slide up my dress and eventually feel the cloth being pulled off my body. I reach for his shirt and quickly unbutton it. Harry soon pushes me toward the counter in the kitchen and sits me on top of it. His kiss has now turned from hard and rough to slow and gentle. He pulls my panties to the side and starts to slowly rub circles on my clit. A low moan escapes my lips.
"You like that? Huh, princess?"
I somehow make myself whimper a yes.
"You like when daddy makes you feel this way, don't you?" He mumbles close to my ear, his breath hitting my neck making me even wetter. He then takes his fingers out of me and starts to suck on them. Fuck, its so hot. " You taste like heaven baby. I just can't get enough of you."
As soon as he says it, I sure hope I'm right about whats coming next.
Immediately his head is in between my thighs. Yep, I was definitely right.
I feel his warm tongue graze up and down the entrance of my core, teasing me.
"Harry" I plead. And then his tongue is in me. The feeling is incredible. Not long after I start to feel my orgasm approaching. "Oh god. Har-Harry. I'm gonna-" I try to say but it makes him eat me out faster. Oh no, there is no way I can hold this any longer. My high takes over my body. As I release everything that has been building up inside me, Harry moves his hands up and down my thighs. My body starts to shake as I finish and he is now looking at me with the most lust I have ever seen. Harry grabs me off the counter and turns me around while bending me over. I don't know if I can handle this. I feel like my legs could give out any second. But from the aching between my legs, I know I want it. Need it.

I hear Harry unzip his pants.
"Daddy is going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
I've never been into the whole "Daddy" thing until now. Just something about Harry saying it makes me go crazy.
I feel his hand touch the middle of my back and slide to my bottom, leaving a slap across my ass. I let out a small yelp. "Spread your legs." He demands. Right away I obey. He starts to rub my core once more before slamming into me.
"Fuck!" I yell.
"You like it rough, baby girl? " He says, thrusting into me hard after every word.
"Oh god" I moan loudly.
"Tell daddy how much you love me fucking you tight little pussy."
"Daddy fuck me harder. Please daddy!"
'Thats right. Holy fuck"
After a mess of yelled profanities and extremely loud moans, my pussy begins to tighten around Harry's member.

"Harry!"
"Cum for me baby. You're mine."
And that completely sends me over the edge. My whole body starts to shake again. Harry grabs ahold of my waist tighter so I don't fall. He keeps pumping in and out of me as I ride my climax. Soon after, I feel him release into me.

Harry turns me around to face him and kisses my forehead and then my lips as he lesses his sweaty forehead to mine.

I know I look a mess and there is no way I can go out looking like this. Luckily, Harry has another plan.


"Stay with me tonight?"

I can't refuse.

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