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Passion - One Direction Sexual Imagines

Chapter One

Chapter One - Harry

| YOUR P.O.V. |

Loud music.

Drunk people all around me.

All I can feel is the heat of all the bodies that are moving around me. The beat of the music has everyone dancing wildly, except for my friends and I.

I stand behind my friends as they mingle with a group of guys we spotted not too long ago. They're laughing. Flirting. And even kissing. Then there's me; not saying anything, just standing politely.

There's one boy who stands out from the others. He, like me, stood behind his friends as they mingle with mine. I occasionally catch his bright green eyes looking me down, trying to read my pages. His skinny jeans hugged his legs while his shirt hung loosely around his torso; showing off his upper strength. Tattoos showed along his arms, making him more of a hot mystery

I tried to turn away as he looked up at me; but his smirk already proved he caught me checking him out. I looked at the ground and pretended to find immense interest in my hands as a distraction from the feeling of my cheeks heating up.

I hear the guy with the blonde hair clear his throat to grab the attention of both groups. "Would you all like to play 'Truth or Dare'?" He asks with a mischievous smile.

"Totally," My friend Cynthia, who is the most confident out of all of my friends, smirked.

The blonde guy motions toward a room that's a distance away from everyone, and we all follow behind him.

There were two couches separated from each other by a little coffee table covered in alcohol and red solo cups. We all pick our couch and sit down. The feeling of relief rushes over me as the noise from the party is quieter in this room.

The stranger is still staring at me, piercing me with his green eyes.

The den feels less stuffy and hot compared to the party room; it's relaxing.

To start the game, we all introduced ourselves before dealing out the first few truths and dares. I would occasionally catch the stranger, now known as Harry, glance at me.

After the first two rounds, it was Niall's turn to deliver a truth or dare. Louis's eyes widen with childlike excitement and turned to whisper in Niall's ear, making him smile.

"Harry," Niall points.

I see Harry sigh and shake his head. We all know something's coming his way.

"Yes?"

"Truth or dare?"

Harry pauses, contemplating on which to pick. "um...Dare?"

"Hm. Good." Niall smirks as Harry groans in picking the wrong one. "I dare you to take that pretty little lady over there upstairs for fifteen minutes." He points to me as he says so.

Everyone bursts in whistles and laughs, most of them high-fiving Niall.

Harry clears his throat as his eyes meet mine; ending in a sweet smile. He stands and reaches across the coffee table to help me get up, then holding my hand in his. We explore the hallway until we find the stairs, my heart racing faster and faster after every step.

He turns and opens a door, peeking inside. He then faces me and gestures to go in. "Ladies first."

His voice was deep and smooth, words seeming to fit together like puzzle pieces as he said them.

I move past him, my hips shaking in the most seductive way possible. I made an effort to not look uncomfortable as I watched him shut the and lock the door.

He turned and pierced me with his eyes as he slowly walked up to me.

I felt intimidated. Like I was the prey getting stalked by my predator. And god it turned me on.

I was nervous, and he could sense that. He lightly gripped my hips and pulled me closer to him, the feeling of his warm breath down my neck making me ache for him.

He backed me up until I was against a wall, lightly massaging my right thigh.
I could feel myself pool with want.

He played with the hem of my dress as he slowly kissed my collar bones, trailing higher until he was leaving warm kisses on my neck. Soft moans slipped from my lips.

I slowly crept my arm down to his crotch, starting to palm him through his pants.

He swore under his breath and made eye contact with me again; his eyes darker than I remember.

"You're a beautiful woman." He rasped. "And it'd be an honor to get to pleasure you."

The urge I felt for him made me switch us, lightly pinning him against the wall. "I think it's your turn to go first."

I felt him tremble, craving. I rubbed him more viciously as I unbuttoned him with my other hand, quickly unzipping him and pulling down his jeans.

He was clearly visible through his boxers, his size only making me crave him inside of me more.

"Surprise," he smiled.

I bit my lip as I took off his boxers, instantly taking him in my hand; pumping him. I took my tongue and swirled it around his tip, teasingly.

"Suck it, please baby." He begged.

I took my head as far down his cock as I could, feeling myself gag at his length.

He gave out a throaty moan in response to my gagging, his curses and moans only making me hotter. He held my hair up for me. I removed my second hand from his dick to go full force with my mouth, lightly touching myself with my free hand.

I moaned against his cock as I felt pleasure rushing through me.

"Are you touching yourself?" He breathed. "Fuck that's hot."

I went down on him for a few minutes before stopping, hearing him gasp from the absence of my mouth.

He moved out of his shirt and pushed me against the bed. His eyes filled with want, but he stayed gentle. "May I..kiss you?"

Even with how sexy he looks right now, he still manages to be a gentleman.

"Of course you can."

He removed his shirt, and I noticed the neat tattoos that decorated his torso. He bent down to grip my face gently with both hands, his soft lips meeting mine.

Our first kiss sent immense ache to my lower region, and I needed him. Now.

I bit his lower lip as I pulled away from the kiss, sucking it before letting it go.

He let out a low growl.

He gripped the zipper on my dress and looked at me for permission, which I nodded in response.

He removed my dress, trying to be careful.

His ability to be gentle and forceful all at the same time grew me wanting him even more.

I took my dress and tossed it to the floor, instinctively covering my breasts to hide myself; just to have him smile at me.

"Kitten. You don't have to hide. If you're uncomfortable, we don't have to do this. But I think you're absolutely beautiful." Harry whispered, holding my face in his hands.

I felt my cheeks heat up.

I switched us up, me straddling his waist. "Thank you Harry," I said with a smile.

He gave a crooked smile and showed his dimple, leaving my stomach in a flutter.

I reached to my back and unclipped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. He hissed lightly as his eyes rolled back.

He sat up and gripped my breasts, massaging them.

His mouth moved towards one, sucking hardly on the skin around it. Once he had finished, there was a dark hickey that would for sure be noticeable.

He gently laid me down and slid his hands down my waist, reaching the hem of my underwear. He took a breath and gently pulled them down, folding them and setting them down on the night table.

His eyes explored my now fully exposed body, his eyes turning an even darker color.

He moved down, lightly kissing my inner thigh, separating my legs. Once he reached my pussy, he stopped and took a deep breath.

"Fucking Christ. You shave." He growled.

Before I could respond, he pushed his mouth against my clit. I moaned as he made circular motions with his tongue. I arched my back into his mouth just to have him moan against me.

"Harry baby please," I whimpered.

He removed his mouth and replaced it by rubbing me, "what is it kitten? Beg me."

"Please Harry."

"Please what baby girl? What should daddy do?"

"Please finger me!"

He gave a crooked grin in satisfaction.

"Gladly."

He moved back down and removed all the rings on his right hand, resting them on the night stand. He licked his finger thoroughly to make it easier for himself. He teasingly rubbed it against my clit before entering me. I gripped my hand over my mouth to stop my noises, only to have him remove it.

"Don't you dare cover your moans." He growled.

He left his finger still, teasing me. He moved it around so I could feel every bump on his finger. I moaned in crave. "Fuck, Harry please move baby."

He laughed lightly before pulling his finger out and slamming it back in; doing it continuously in a smooth rhythm.

"You're not a virgin right?"

"No, I'm not a virgin."

"You're still so fucking tight." He growled, moving his hand faster and faster.

I couldn't stop moaning; the pleasure I was feeling was indescribable.

He suddenly pulled out, and I thought it was to add another. But instead, he sat there, smirking at me with a mischievous look.

He cleaned his finger off with his mouth, making eye contact as he did so; causing me to whimper softly.

I felt breathless. I couldn't handle the crave anymore. I wanted him. No, I NEEDED him. Now.

I pushed him so he was under me, about to fully straddle his waist, before he stopped me.

He moved from under me and crawled out of bed, leaving me confused.

He fumbled with his jeans and pulled out his wallet, grabbing a small package from within.

He walked back over to me and I raised an eyebrow.

"You..always have to be prepared." He blushed.

He ripped open the foil and I helped him place it around his throbbing cock. Positioning himself on top of me, he got closer, rubbing his dick teasingly against my sensitive clit.

He slowly entered his tip and made eye contact with me, asking if I was okay.

"Harry, I'm okay..I just..Haven't had sex in awhile so I might need some time to...get used to it."

His eyes filled with care, "just tell me if I need to stop."

I nodded and and took a deep breath to prepare myself.

He slowly entered me, inch by inch, taking slight breaks to make sure I was okay before moving on.

Before he was fully in me, I felt immense pain and squeezed his shoulders. Once the ceased, he eyed me carefully before going in further.

He was fully in me. It burned a little...but it would be worth it. He started to move in and out of me, slow at first.

Once I got used to him, I started to moan and whimper, which gave him the cue to go faster.

His breath picked up along with mine, immense pleasure and sparks exploding between us. My nails scratched along his back.

"Harry...Baby please..Let me ride you" I begged

He bit his lip before pulling out of me, whimpering at the cold air. I took the moment to flip us over, positioning myself before sitting down; us both gasping as I did so.

I bucked my hips against him, taking advantage of my control. He moaned and moved in rhythm with my body, our breathing going off the charts.

My walls got tighter and tighter as I rode him

"Fuck baby, Faster..please kitten." He breathed

He took hold of my hips and thrusted harder into me, hitting my sweet spot. "Harry!" I screamed.

I lost notice that we were at a party with other people, and honestly, I didn't care. All that mattered was Harry and I. Us.

"Baby girl I'm- I'm getting close. Don't fucking stop" he moaned.

I cursed his name as I felt my walls begin to clench around him. He started to twitch underneath me, getting closer to his high.

I felt myself orgasm with him, screaming each other's names.

After pulling him out of me, I fell to the spot next to him on the bed; trying to catch my breath.

He reached down to remove of the condom, disposing it in the trash bin by the bed. His arm slumped in between us, him turning to give me a kiss on the forehead. I turned to face him, examining his beautiful features.

"Thank you." He said, looking in my eyes.

I smiled tiredly, "no, Thank you Harry."

His face came closer to mine, rubbing his nose against mine in a sweet Eskimo kiss.

He blushed and bit his lip, "we should uh...probably head downstairs..."

I almost forgot. My friends. Oops.

He stood up and started to get dressed. I struggled to stand up due to my sudden soreness.

"What's wrong kitten?" He hummed, zipping up his pants.

"Well, for your information, you have a bigger dick than I'm used to."

He smirked, "sorry baby."

I rolled my eyes as I smiled. He handed me my dress and undergarments, me smiling as a thank you.

...

We walked downstairs, meeting back up with our friends. I felt him grip my hand in his lightly as we entered the room.

Everyone looked up and smirked at us, sending winks at Harry.

"So um...Did we make the fifteen minute mark?" I asked awkwardly, fixing my dress.

Niall scoffed, "more like," he checked his phone, "an hour and twenty minutes mark."

I felt my cheeks heat up as Harry smiled. "She couldn't get enough of me," he winked.

I lightly hit his chest before we sat down again, this time on the same couch...just enjoying the moment we had.

Notes

Comments

So unoriginal. It's really tacky to be honest

notinuseanymore notinuseanymore
1/13/19

Stop stealing people’s stories. It’s so disgusting and shows how much of a person you are. Everyone on here knows you didn’t write this and you aren’t the original author, so just take down the damn stories and maybe try and actually write.

bubbles.s bubbles.s
1/6/19

Again really?

JasperRenee JasperRenee
1/6/19

@merissa09
Most definitely is not.

BrightStorm BrightStorm
1/6/19

@BrightStorm
yes it is

merissa09 merissa09
1/5/19