1D Sexual Frustrations

Harry : Chance

“I can’t wait to get you out of this dress,” Harry growled in my ear and I felt shivers run up and down my spine.

“Who said you would get the chance?” I asked my boyfriend in my best innocent voice.

“Don’t pretend you don’t want it as bad as I do. I know you’ve been thinking about it all night,” he said seductively and I couldn’t help but shiver yet again because he was so sexy.

“Hey guys, I think Harry and I are going to get out of here. We are super tired and I have work tomorrow!” I said to my large group of friends. I grabbed Harry’s hand and pulled him out of the dark club filled with disgustingly sweaty bodies. I took a glance at Harry, already knowing that he would be staring at me. I wasn’t normally the one to take control but I honestly couldn’t wait to get home.

“Well, someone is a little feistier than usual,” Harry said as we got into a cab. Alcohol pumped through my veins, giving me an unusual confidence. I straddled Harry’s lap before he giggled as the cab driver spoke loudly.

“Miss, you are going to need to sit down and get buckled,” I groaned and got off of Harry’s lap, sitting down and buckling. I looked over to Harry to see him smiling at me reassuringly as he grabbed my hand. I puckered my lips and put my face close to his, waiting for him to complete the kiss. He did immediately.

“I love you,” he said, his smile pressed to mine. I repeated the words and sat back.

Once we got back to the apartment building, Harry paid the taxi driver and we practically ran up to the shared apartment. The moment the door shut I was pushed up against a wall with the feeling of Harry’s flawless lips pressed to my neck. I moaned loudly and could feel Harry instantly grin against my neck. He knew exactly how to get my hot and bothered and he tended to be cocky about it.

“Take me upstairs,” I whispered, staring into his gorgeous eyes. He didn’t hesitate as he tapped my thigh, gently letting me know to jump up. Once I was securely in his arms, he walked up the stairs and threw me onto the bed.

“A little rough tonight aren’t we?” I asked, chuckling slightly. My smile faltered at Harry’s next words.

“Shut up and get undressed,” I looked at him, surprised by his harsh tone. Harry and I had been rough before, but he never degraded me. I knew he was probably just trying to spice things up so I stood on the bed and swayed my hips while taking my dress off. Then bra. Then panties. Before I knew it, I was completely bare and Harry was staring at me hungrily.

“So are you going to take your clothes off or are we just going to stay like this all night?” I asked teasingly.

“Can you stop talking?” he asked and I felt like crying. Why was he being so cold? He started to climb on top of me and I just lay there not sure what he was expecting out of me. He grabbed my hands and put them on the hem of his shirt, silently encouraging me to take it off. I ripped it off without a problem before rubbing my hands down his angel like body.

“We’re playing by my rules tonight,” he said and I nodded, not sure what else I could really say or do. He started to unbuckle his pants and I helped him take them off with my feet. Once they were lying on the floor, I lightly palmed him through his black boxers. He moaned and I smirked. It was the best sound ever and to know it was because of me made me the happiest person. He pulled my panties off and threw them across the room before moving to his own underwear. They were gone in an instant and I grabbed his long shaft. I started to pump it and was surprised when Harry smacked my hand away.

“That’s not what I want,” he spoke plainly. I gave him a glare.

“And what do you want? Since it’s clearly about you tonight,” I said, annoyed.

“Don’t speak to me like that. Now suck,” he said pointed to his large dick. I groaned inwardly and flipped us over. I started kissing down his stomach and put his head in my mouth. I pulled it out with a pop before putting the whole shaft in my mouth and pumping the remainder that I couldn’t fit. He moaned and it was only motivation for me. But, the instant he grabbed my hair and kept pulling on it was when I lost it. I pulled away only to look up at an angry Harry.

“What are you doing?!” he asked obviously frustrated that I randomly stopped.

“I think the better question is what are you doing?!” I said clearly upset.

“What are you talking about?” he asked me acting like nothing was wrong.

“You have never ever pulled my hair as hard as that. Why are you being so cold? What did I do? This is supposed to be a two person thing and right now you are acting like you are the most fucking important person. What’s gotten into you?” I asked as tears came to my eyes. This wasn’t the Harry I knew. He was normally so sweet and caring, thinking about my pleasure over his own.

“I’m sorry. I was just trying to spice things up. Come here,” he said sweetly, pulling me up so that I was face to face with him.

“I don’t like this side of you. I want my sweet, caring Harry back,” I said frowning.

“I’m sorry baby. Let me make you feel good,” he whispered and I couldn’t help but smile. This guy was perfection. He started to rub my crotch, getting me ready. Once I was as wet as he wanted, he lined himself up.

“Ready?” he asked staring deeply into my eyes. I couldn’t see anything but love in his eyes and I was more than ready by this point.

“Yes, please go.” I spoke into his ear. He lightly pushed in and I moaned immediately. 
“Ohhh yaa. Right there, Harry,” I spoke right before he moaned my name out. He continued at a slow pace.

“Faster,” I whispered, barely able to speak. He flipped us over and picked up his speed, hitting my g-spot with every thrust.

“So beautiful. So tight,” he said. I couldn’t hold the moans in. They were uncontrollable and constant. He was so good at this. Hitting the right spot every time. Always knowing where to touch me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and slid my fingers into the curls at the nape of his neck. He groaned. I knew he loved his hair being messed with. I clenched around him. He groaned again. I loved being able to make him feel this way. It was amazing and intensified everything for me.  

“I’m so close,” he said and just the sound of his voice made me go into a state of pleasure I couldn’t describe. As my orgasm hit, I could feel everything perfectly. His hot breath on my neck. His perfect lips leaving kisses everywhere. His skillful fingers on my bundle of nerves. His hot and clammy skin against mine. I could feel the passion between us, the love. And I couldn’t get enough of it. His hot liquid filled me up and I couldn’t control my breath.

“Wow. That was..” he started.

“Amazing,” I finished. I smiled against his lips before massaging them with my own.

“I love you,” he spoke lightly.

“I love you too,” I said meaning everything that came out of my mouth. He pulled out and grabbed me, pulling me close. He may have his flaws, but that is what made him him. And that was all I would ever need.

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