Ninety-Nine Percent Lust One Percent Love

I walked upstairs and went into my room setting my backpack down. What the hell happened to my fucking room. Everything was packed into bags. I frowned and ran back downstairs to my dad who was drunk talking to another man. He was a little older than me.
"She's all yours." My dad smirked taking the money from the other man.
"Dad...Where? What happened?"
"You must be Skye." The other man said. I nodded slowly.
"I'm Harry. Your all mine darling." He said walking closer.
"What the hell dad did you just- What is he talking about."
"I sold you."
"You can't sell a person!" This is the one thing I love about myself. My confidence.
"You fucking bastard! You worthless piece of shit! What the hell do you think I am! An object?" I screamed at him. He lifted his hand to hit me but Harry stopped him.
"She's not yours to hit. You have no right to do so." Mom. Why are letting them do this?! I closed my eyes. I missed her. I let a loud yell and ran outside. The cold winter air whipping around me. I checked the time. 9:48pm? I tiptoed to the monkey bars. Fuck. 10°. I'm so fucking cold. I climbed up the 7ft ladder and hung upside. I soon heard someone running, the walking and panting. My breathing quickened. They walked under the monkey bars and stood there. I heard shuffling.
"Shit." I mumbled quietly slipping. I let go and fell a small scream escaped my lips. I fell on someone. I guess it was my stalker. Their hot breath on my face. The way I fell was really weird. My lips crashed into this anonymous persons own. They kissed back and ran a hand through my hair. I'm guessing it was a male. His hand were quite large. He put his other hand on my waist. I pulled away. His green eyes glistening in the very little light there was. His eyes were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. He rested a hand on my cheek.
"Thank you. For breaking my fall." I whispered quietly. He didn't reply. He only pressed his lips against mine. I kissed back. His lips shifted to my jaw. He left kisses along the line. I began squirming and he flipped us over. He nibbled my ear and left love bites on my neck. I cried out and he kissed them. I tried pushing him off but he didn't budge. The only good thing about the was that he was keeping me from getting hypothermia. He put a little bit more of his weight on me. My hands immediately reached for his back. My nails dug into it. His hands crept up my shirt. I squirmed more arching my back. He fiddled with my bra strap and massaged my shoulders. I was against it, but not completely. And I don't know why. I looked away and he gently turned my head back towards him. He reached for my jeans and that's where I wanted to stop.
"No darling," a deep raspy voice said. The same on from earlier.
"Remember. You're mine now." He undid my jean. I shrieked and managed to flip us back over. He switched immediately. He interlaced our fingers and put them above my head. My chest quickly rose and fell. He kissed my stomach. His voice vibrated through my body. I moaned loudly but then yelled.
"Let me go!" He got off and stood up. He pulled me up by my waist. He carried my back to the car and I huffed. He put me in and got in too.
"Sick bastard," I mumbled very quietly.
"Don't fucking touch me."
"I'm sorry," He said sarcastically.
"Never forget. You're all mine darling." He said seducively.
"Why?"
"For my pleasure and yours." I narrowed my eyes and shifted towards him.
"Why me." He used this advantage slipping his hand into my underwear. His fingers brushed against my clit. His fingers slipped inside of me. I squirmed wincing.
"Screwed. I am so fucking screwed." I moved the passenger's seat back as far as I could. He smirked mumbling something.

Harry's P.O.V.

Fuck. She turned me on so much. She's so difficult. I love how she's scared of me. I wanted to be inside of her so badly. Nothing was going to stop me no matter how much she cried. I don't give a fuck. I wanted to explore every part of her body. That's exactly what I was going to do.

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