"I hate you" I spat at Harry, I was livid. He was the flirt, of course.. it was charming when we met but now? It pissed me off like no other, especially when he used it on every attractive girl he saw.
"Calm down!"he yelled back. His shoulders tensing "Seriously, will you chill out, why are you always so jealous" he said annoyed.
"Well maybe because you seem like you want to get in every girls pants, typical man whore behavior" I hissed at him.
"Fine! This man whore is going to live up his title. Goodbye, I’m done." He slapped his hands done on his thighs.
"Fuck you" I screamed at him, I wasn’t one to use language but I couldn’t believe it. I overreacted… I sat down crying and angry at him and myself.
That night I cried the whole night, how pathetic of me.. So I decided to hit the club the next day, if Harry was going to “live it up” well so would I.
I put on my sexiest outfit, it attracted men in all the bad ways, my cleavage was exposed lustfully and my ass was barely covered, showing insane amounts of my legs. Last touches of hair and makeup finished my look. I ruffled my hair in the mirror and walked out to the taxi, I was drinking tonight.
"Take me to funky buddha"I requested to the driver.
"Sure thing" he said, driving towards my destination.
As I arrived it was busy as usual, loads of people gathered around this exclusive club. I head towards the drinks and ordered three shots, drinking them quickly, feeling the burn in my throat each time.
Soon enough I could feel the effects of the alcohol. Perfect, I searched the room for any potential men. Lovely, there was Andy. Ideal…
"Hey Andy" I said sweetly
"Oh hey y/n?" How are you he asked, pulling me into a hug.
"Great, want to dance?"I whispered closely to his ear.
"Yeah sure." He said in friendly tone. You see, Andy was such a gentleman… And honestly a bit dumb sometimes, he didn’t realize I was here to forget and I didn’t care if I used him as a toy, I was hurt and completely drunk.
We headed towards the flashing lights, I turned to face him, smirked and put my ass against his crotch, beginning to grind. He jumped a bit in shock.
"I thought you were with Harry" he asked as I moved against him.
"Nope" I grabbed his hands and placed them on my hips.
I got a bit dirtier still, i began bending at an angle, making sure to rub him up and down until I felt a bulge, and sure enough, within a few minutes i felt it. I turned around to face him and kissed him, opening his lips with my tongue, completely making out.
Someone grabbed my arm, pulling me off of Andy in an aggressive manner.
"What the fuck are you doing" Harry emphasized looking pissed, his green eyes were cold and his neck was strained in anger.
"Sorry Andy" I giggled as Harry dragged me out of the club.
"Ouch harry, that hurts" i laughed.
"Please, just shut up" he said
"NOOO, I want to go dance, I was having fun." I whined
"No. You’re drunk and being stupid, you were basically ready to hop on his dick" he said annoyed
"Why should you care" I said, tears now in my eyes. My voice trembled and he stopped, his face softening.
His chest rose and he took a deep breath. “Look I know I have no right to take you out, but I couldn’t let you go do that. It hurts me, to think about you with another man” He confessed.
"But you probably hooked up with some random whore" I looked away.
His big hand found my face and made me look into his eyes.
"No, I was about to, but I couldn’t. No matter how annoying and jealous you are I don’t want anyone else."
"Really?" I smiled, tears running down my cheeks.
"Really" he said kissing my lips and wiping the tears away with his thumb.
"Can you take me home" I asked. Holding his torso.
"Yeah babe" he said picking me up, tossing me easily over his shoulder. He walked to his car, holding me over his shoulder, as a distraction I began kissing his shoulder and neck, sucking on his sweet spot.
He gave an involuntary moan and I smirked, proud of my work. "I owe you an apology" I nibbled on his ear.
"Do you really?" He asked huskily.
"Yeah, I mean… We can wait till we get home but I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep." I laughed, trying to make him horny, oh yes… I was suggesting car sex and he knew it.
His pace quickened and he set me down in his parked range rover.
I saw the bulge in his pants and I knew i succeeded.
"Sit down" I ordered, I pushed his seat back, allowing me to have space.
I hovered above him, runnings my fingers along his black tshirt.
"This needs to come off" I tsked at him. Pulling the hem over his head. He smiled in anticipation, his prominent left dimple showing itself.
I ran my hands down his tones chest, across his abs and down his little happy trail. “Hmm” I began unbuckling his belt, kissing his stomach and pulling down his jeans. I looked down and he swallowed. The feeling of being in control was fulfilling, knowing you had this effect on your man made you feel powerful.
I teased him a bit, running my pointer finger around his bulge. I went to the waistband and pulled it down with my teeth, giggling when his dick slapped against his abs.
I instantly pecked his tip, licking the slit, and gathering up the Precum. My hands went to his balls, massaging them, I knew he loved this when I gave him a blow job. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked greedily, like a delicious Popsicle… His appearance was beyond sexy, his knuckles were clenched, his mouth was ajar from pleasure,and his auburn curls stuck to his clammy forehead.
"Holy shit" he moaned, pushing my head down. He released in my mouth and i swallowed, licking my lips.
"You’re amazing" he said bringing me up. He began tugging at my clothing, throwing them to the floor.
Quickly he began fingering me, his long fingers reaching my gspot each time. ” oh my gosh” I moaned, placing my palms on the windows for support. I tilted my head back in pleasure but he slipped his fingers out.
"He-" I was about to protest until I felt him inside of me. I sat on his lap and he began to buck his hips, thrusting in and out at a fast pace.
I placed my hands on his chest and helped him, jumping up and down on his cock, car sex was always the best. Heated and passionate, he began going faster, impossibly fast, digging his fingers in my hips, when he gripped harder it felt so good, I knew I was going to have bruises tomorrow but I didn’t care.
Harry’s eyebrows were furrowed on concentration, ready to release.
We both felt it and we screamed out each others names, collapsing on each other, our sweaty bodies sticking together. We lay there, catching our breaths.
"We should get mad more often" he mused.
"Mhmm" I agreed kissing his lips softly, he kissed me back, wrapping his lips against mine, gently and sweetly.
"I’m sleepy" I told him.
"Let’s go home" he said kissing my nose.
"Okay" I said smiling again, running my hands through his disheveled curls.
After we got dressed I fell asleep, satisfied and happy. Harry was completely mine, and I was his as well.