Not for all the love in the world.

“Harry is the one, I don’t know why I have to keep doing this. Why haven’t you followed up on anything? If you did, you’d know I was innocent!” Zayn was practically in tears as he begged us. I looked over at Jason, rolling my eyes slightly.
“Mr. Malik, everything has been followed up. You’re lying. We have plenty of evidence to put you away – we’re giving you the opportunity to confess.” I said as I leaned down, looking into his dark eyes.
“Don’t acknowledge that Zayn.” His lawyer said with a very stern frown. Zayn huffed, his chest heaving high as he shook his head.
“I didn’t do it, I’m being framed.” He said shaking his head, a tear sliding down his cheek.
“Who would frame you? Who would frame you for murdering your best friends girlfriend? The one you were sleeping with? Clearly your morals are shot…”
“Kat.” Jason said with pursed lips. I shook my head, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Why don’t you get some air?” he said as he stood up and placed his hand on my back to lead me to the door. He stepped outside with me and leaned in close, “You’re off base, go on home for the day. You need to breathe.” He said before looking at me sorrowfully and then turning to go back into the room.
“Fuck.” I cursed under my breath before turning and walking to my desk. I grabbed my coat and my keys and closed my laptop. I didn’t speak to anyone on the elevator ride down and I walked quickly to my car.
My phone had messages from Harry, I sighed and read them again. He was asking me to come over, he said he really wanted to see me. Of course I’m getting in over my head—that’s why I can’t behave when I’m around Zayn because… I know what he did to Harry.
I shook my head and started my car, driving quickly towards Harry’s hidden condo in the hills.
“You never responded…” He said as I walked inside, throwing my coat to the floor before I turned to look at him.
“We’re finishing this.” I said as I walked to him, pressing my lips against his while he leaned against the door for support. He tasted like whisky, he’d been drinking.
I knew I should be doing this, but he felt so good on my tongue.
I deepened the kiss while my fingers fidgeted with the button on his jeans. His hands were on my sides but frantically searching for my breasts. I knew he wanted to touch them, I see him starting at them all the time. He’s painfully obvious.
He squeezed them in his palms while I began tugging his jeans down. I immediately saw his erection rise, he had on no underwear which only helped my situation. “Kat..” He groaned as I moved my mouth to his neck, I was not holding back anything in this moment. He pulled at the neckline of my shirt, causing it to rip in half, I gasped slightly – surprised by his actions, but turned on even more. He put his hands on my hips now, tugging me against him as he slipped his jeans all the way off. Soon I was in the air with my legs wrapped around his waist as he led us to his bedroom. He dropped me on his bed and looked at me with hungry eyes as he yanked the jeans from my body. He looked me over, I could feel his eyes burning into every nook and cranny. He slid his hands up my thighs, squeezing them once he’d reached the top. He spread my legs and used his pointer finger to slide up the damp fabric of my thong. He slipped it to the side and dipped a finger inside of me. I felt a moan make its way through me and escape through my swollen lips. His fingers were long and cold and curled right at my g-spot, causing me to gush wetness over his knuckles. He looked at me the entire time, not pulling his gaze away to see my reactions. Soon his tongue was clicking at my clit while his fingers worked diligently inside me.
“Harry…” I uttered as my fingers grasped the black comforter.
“Cum for me, I want to feel you cum…” He said softly in between licks.
I felt my muscles tighten and I lurched forward, he didn’t stop as I violently came against his hand. The tension had build me up so high all it took was a bare tap to send me over the edge.
I groaned and cursed as I felt my body twitching with each flick of his tongue.
He didn’t give me time to speak before he was thrusting himself inside of me, deep against my walls.
I gasped and clutched my fingers to his ass, digging my nails into his flesh.
He yanked my bra from my breasts, sending them bouncing before he closed his mouth over my nipple, massaging the bud with his tongue.
I moaned his name more times than I can count as he drove his cock deep in my core. He went hardest with each thrust, causing me to cry out in pleasure with each slap of our flesh.
“Again, I want to watch you cum again….” He said with his eyes locked on my, I felt him tug me up, letting my legs rest against his shoulders. He began thrusting into me faster than before while his thumb rubbed vigorously against my clit.
“Fuck, yes, don’t stop” I called as I felt that familiar feeling creeping back into the pit of my stomach. I felt the orgasm approaching at rapid speeds. I was screaming at this point, telling him all the dirty things I wanted to do with him. I watched his face conform and with the tightening of my muscles against his cock, I pulled the orgasm right from him. He fell against me, breathing heavily and not speaking a word.
That ought to help me think straight, yeah.

Notes

Yeah, had to throw that sexual tension out the windowwww.
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ALSO terribly sorry if I offended anyone who isn't into the sex.
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