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#HendallReunited: Harry has trouble telling people no. It affects his relationship and his wife has had enough. How can he change the way heâs been his entire life? (5.2k) đ„
Three Minutes:Â Harry slips up and itâs only right his wife serves him a little punishment. (3.2k) đ„
Bathroom Floor Confessions:Â Harry and Y/N go on their first date where fans and paparazzi find them. Y/N has terrible social anxiety and Harry helps her through it. (3k)Â
Dad!Harry
Adjustments : Y/N is exhausted and tired of staying at home with the baby while Harry tours. Harry just wants to make his family happy but keeps mucking it up. (5k)đ„
Take a Hike: Harry, Y/N, & the baby take a hike while on tour. They encounter overzealous fans and he goes into papa bear mode. (2.2k)đ„
The Brits Dilemma:Â Harry & Y/N go to the Brits. Itâs the first time theyâve been away from their baby. Y/N is struggling but doesnât want to ruin the night for her husband. (1.8k)
Just a Lesson: Y/N is overwhelmed, Harry is overwhelmed, & Sasha is crabby. Then they get swarmed at the airport resulting Y/N and the baby getting hurt (minor minor injuries). (5k) đ„
Famous!Harry x Influencer!YN
Since the First Video:Â Harry needs a recipe. He stumbles upon Y/Nâs YouTube channel. Sheâs an awful cook, swears like a sailor, and never quite gets the recipe right. Harryâs in love. (4k)
Taste Like Sugar and Relief:Â When Harry gets swept up into the glitz and glam of being back on tour. YN starts to feel left in the dust as she attempts to film her videos on every off chance she gets. It gets to be too much for her to take. (7k)đ„
Deaf!Fratboy!Harry
Not Your Charity Case:Â Harry is a frat boy - who doesnât need sympathy from anyone. He makes Y/N feel a sense of home when theyâre together. But is Harry just like every stereotypical fraternity guy? (6.2k)đ„
Finally Fitting in:Â Harry goes homes to meet Y/Nâs family. Heâs gets more then he expected. He starts to feel like he has a home. (5.6k)đ„
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CEOVERSE INFORMATION
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PREGNANCY/BIRTH
KIDS
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BLURBS WITH THE BABIES
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DATING AND ENGAGED
PREGNANCY
KIDS
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JUST MLBRRY & YN BLURBS
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LOVE ON TOUR
HARRYS HOUSE
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ONE SHOTS
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ONE SHOTS
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Harry gripped her hips firmly as he slammed into her from behind, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through their bedroom. She was on her knees, cheek pressed against the pillow as she let out little huffs of breath as he gave it to her, just how she liked.
His thumb pressed firmly against her clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure while he fucked her, each thrust was powerful and deliberate, pressing where she needed inside her that made her whimper and push back against him eagerly.
"That's it, love." Harry praised gruffly, his other hand snaking up to tangle in her hair. He tugged her head back slightly, arching her back and changing the angle of his thrusts to hit where he wanted. "You take my cock so well, don't you? Like you were made for it." He punctuated each word with a hard snap of his hips, his fingers on her clit never stopping their relentless motion. âMade for me. Perfect fuckinâ pussy, snug around my cock.â
A sharp gasp escaped Y/N's lips as Harry's filthy words washed over her. The intense pleasure of him giving her the thrusts she needed and eager fingers circling her swollen clit had her approaching a feeling that made her want to squirm. She pushed back against him shamelessly, meeting his thrusts as her pussy clenched around him, already tightening at the building pressure. "Harry, oh God..." Her hair spilled over her shoulders and into her face, and she couldn't help but whimper. âItâs⊠Iâm gonna make a fucking mess.â Y/N mewled out. âIâm sorry.â
Harry felt the change instantly - her inner walls tightened almost painfully around his length, and she let out a high-pitched moan that made him realize she was close. Real close. Like she was actually going squirt all over his dick close. His sheets were the least of his concerns.
His thumb pressed harder against her clit, spreading her wetness around the sensitive nub. He knew that spot - knew how easily she went from "almost there" to gushing if he hit it right. He kept the same pace, letting out a deep groan as he felt her clit throb against his fingers.
âYeah? Gonna gush âround my cock, sweet girl?â He wanted it. Sheâd been able to do it a few times with him, but each and every time was the hottest thing he ever saw. âThatâs what I want. Want you to make a mess for me, baby. God, I can fucking feel it coming.â He hissed through his teeth. âGive it tâme. Give me what I want.â
Harry's encouragement sent her over the edge. Y/N let out a loud, guttural moan as entire body tensed as a massive wave of pleasure hit her, the feeling almost as if she was going to lose control. Her pussy spasmed violently around his cock, and then it hit, hot liquid gushing from her in pulses. Harryâs face contorted in pleasure as he pulled out, immediately rubbing his cock over her clit, spreading her own slick around the sensitive nub to keep it going.
"Fuck, yes, just like that, love. There it is. Jesus Christ, look at you - absolutely flooding the sheets for me." Harry was breathing heavily, his voice thick as he rubbed her clit with the head of his sensitive dick, drawing out every last drop. "You're such a good girl when you fuckin' squirt like this..." One hand stayed on her hip while the other let go of her hair to spread her open to watch. "Keep cumming... keep cumming all over my cock. There you go, Thatta-fuckin-girl."
He could feel her pulsing against him, the sensation driving him wild. It was a reward for him, getting her here. The day they figured out how to make it happen for her, he had been trying to ensure she got as much as she wanted. "Drenching that cock, my balls, the bed... fuck, I love it. I love watching you make a mess for me." Crooning as he felt her body tremble under him, he felt his cock throb as he pressed it back into her shallowly as he let her calm down.
Y/N's mouth was open in a silent 'O', her face hot and eyes squeezed shut as her pussy contracted and released in waves around nothing. She was completely overwhelmed by the intensity, her whole body shaking as she pushed back against him, trying to get more and also pull away at the same time. Her body didnât know what it wanted. "Oh my god... I can't... sâtoo much. Too empty.." She whined, burying her face in the pillow. âPlease?â
"Shhh, baby, I know. I know itâs overwhelming. Just breathe for me, hmm?" Harry slowed his movements to a complete stop, burying his cock deep inside her, filling her completely. "There we go... just breathe. Iâm here. Feel how full you are? Like you canât even tell where your pussy ends and I begin? Mâright here. " He whispered, wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her back onto anchor her. "Just squeeze around me. Iâve got you. So gorgeous."
Her body relaxed slowly as she adjusted to having him inside her again, her trembling subsiding. Harry stayed still, not moving even an inch, letting her feel just how full he was making her, grounding her to the moment. "That's my girl." He cooed softly, pressing gentle kisses along her shoulder. "God, your pussy is still pulsing around me." He let out a low hiss at the feeling. "You okay, lovie? Still with me?" His hand stroked her soothingly.
"Mhm.â She mumbled into the pillow, her voice soft and hazy from pleasure. Her inner muscles continued to flutter around him, still sensitive. "I'm... I'm still here." Her breath hitched slightly as she adjusted to having him so deep. "Don't move... just-stay right there." She needed a moment to recover - and also never wanted him to leave. Having him there felt perfect, complete. âCan go again in a few minutes.â The woman whispered as her body grew more lax.
A low chuckle escaped him as he felt her body relax completely around him. "Take your time, love." His voice was gentle, almost tender. He knew her well enough to understand that it left her sensitive and needing a moment before she could handle more. âIâll always take care of you.â
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Y/N could feel a shift in them, but she couldnât exactly pinpoint where it started.Â
Sitting in his bed, she had him standing on the side with her back towards him as nimble fingers curled into her hair as he brought them back into a plait. And for some reason, it felt more intimate than anything else theyâd done so far.Â
Getting back from the bar, Harry had been adamant that she take a quick shower and dry her hair, welcoming her back in with some cut up fruit and juice to have while he did her hair for her. No one had done it for her since her mum, and that was when she was just a wee little thing.Â
Sitting in her nightie sheâd packed specifically for his viewing pleasure, heâd given her a long look before muttering to her to get on the bed before he lost it again.Â
So she did, following instructions yet again as he had hair ties from when he said his hair was longer. He was increasingly gentle, careful not to snag any knots as he moved her hair around and smoothed it back to avoid any weird spots or bubbles in the hair. When she asked why, he had simply said he wanted her hair out of her face.Â
Considering they were going to the illusive club tomorrow, questions kept cropping up in her brain and it felt increasingly difficult to keep them from spewing out of her mouth, so she allowed them to be set free. Harry had always been good with her questions before, but sheâd been a little nervous about ruining the comfortable silence theyâd fallen into.Â
âDo they know you at the club pretty well?â His fingers faltered in her hair at the question but only for a moment before righting themselves.Â
âThey do, yes. I had been a frequent flyer but I haven't been in a bit.â His voice was calm and gentle, much like his hands. It amazed her how rough and mean he could be during sex, could smack her and choke her, call her a set of holes, but the moment it stopped he treated her like the most delicate little flower whose petals were worth millions. It had thrown her off at first, she had to admit, but now it was something she was growing to look forward to. It was rare she got handled like she was precious and at first she had to admit it made her uneasy, but now? Now she was leaning into it like a kitten searching for pets.Â
âMay I ask why you stopped?â She was extremely curious about it, considering that had been the catalyst of their arrangement, but Y/N didnât want to push too far into uncomfortable territory for him.Â
âWellâŠâ There was a sigh behind her. âI didnât have a sub of my own and hooking up with someone for a single night isnât fulfilling to me anymore. I desire a connection, trust⊠It had been hard for me lately to get into the headspace with someone Iâd just met and wasnât going to see again.â There was a pause as he finished the plait, fastening it with the hair tie. âLately Iâve just been craving intimacy and a connection. For me, half of the fun of the lifestyle is having that trust. How much can you trust someone after an hour, yâknow? Itâs partially why I had us meet and discuss prior to even doing anything, and I took it slow with you. I didnât just fuck you right then and there. A good dom would get to know you and have proper conversations before playing with you.â But internally, he really did hope no one else would get that privilege but himself.Â
âI understand.â She turned around to face him, looking up at his still standing face from her position sitting with her legs crossed in a pretzel. âI was worried at first⊠you know, when we agreed to this. Iâve been eager to try, but I was also really nervous. I was nervous youâd not find me attractive or something I wanted to try would freak you out. OrâŠâ There was a debate in her mind if she wanted to say it or not, but considering what had happened tonight, she decided to say it. âOr youâd just view sex as some sort of favor and not actually enjoy it.âÂ
It made him frown when she dropped her eyes from his own, fiddling with her fingers and avoiding contact. That was the last thing heâd thought of. If anything, he forgot about the Danny part and focused on building a dynamic with her far more than he should considering the consequences but he knew she wasnât dumb. Even if they both didnât say it, there was something deeper there. And while he wasnât quite brave enough to admit feelings fully, he wasnât about to let her think any bit of that could ever be true.Â
âI enjoy it far more than I ever anticipated, and ever should have.â He said quietly, tapping her chin. âLook at me while weâre talking, darling- thank you.â A softer smile curled on his lips as he allowed himself to stroke her cheek, taking a deep inhale. âDonât worry about any single part of that. I think⊠youâre one of the most beautiful women Iâve set my eyes on. Thereâs a reason I didnât talk to you so much when you were around. I knew my attraction to you would grow and you were someone else's⊠This was a twist of fate.â The admission made her eyes widen slightly but he wasnât done. âAnd not a single thing youâve mentioned has freaked me out. As someone with my background growing up and experiencing the community full force, Iâve seen it all and mâwilling to try anything with you.â There was a twinge in his heart as she rested her cheek in his palm, giving him the softest eyes heâd ever seen in his life. He could see that she trusted him, but he had to ask. âDo you trust me, Y/N?â The question lingered in the air as he searched her features.
âI do.â There wasnât a lick of hesitation. The girl held more trust in him than she did her own boyfriend which⊠sheâd need to unpack later. âI know youâd never hurt me and have my best interest at heart.â It had been proven as much tonight when heâd stuck up for her, that heâd been so irritated with the other man for ignoring her, that he gave a fuck about how she felt. There were texts every day asking how her job was, if she ate, what she was doing to unwind, placing more care and interest in her than sheâd felt in a long time.Â
âI do, sweetheart. I really do. I care about you a lot.â The murmur was soft, their voices hushed even though no one could overhear. âI want tâmake all of those fantasies you have come true. The one we talked about. Iâll take care of you, okay?â He felt her nod against his hand before gripping his wrist and pulling it towards her mouth. There was nothing said as he let her do what she wanted while watching curiously. The twinkle of mischief rose in her eye again, sparking a flame in his stomach as she exposed her pink tongue to him and brought the fingers that had been stroking her cunt while they were out into her mouth.Â
Hearing him talk so sweetly about her had turned her on again. Sheâd been good tonight, at least she thinks so, but she wanted to tease him a little bit. Didnât he know that being so nice to her would work her up? Couldnât he guess that the sweeter he was, the wetter she got? She got both sides of him. Sweet Harry, and the mean Daddy she had slipped up with later.Â
âTastes like you, hm?â The tone shift was so easy, so quick that Y/Nâs tummy flipped. âSee⊠mânice to you, and then youâve got tâgo and be a dirty little thing. Shouldâve known to keep my sweet words to when youâre fucked out and limp. Turns you on when Iâm sweet to you, doesnât it?â It was a tease considering Harry knew he couldnât stop himself from being nice to her. It was what he wanted.Â
But right now he felt the mean streak kick back in.Â
âOpen wider.â He instructed, watching for her to listen, but she didnât. Instead she sucked over his fingers again, testing his patience. âI told you to open.â One more chance heâd give her.Â
Y/N was trying to misbehave. She wanted to see what heâd do. Pushing boundaries. See how heâd handle her. Taking his fingers into her throat, she gagged a little but kept them there as his gaze turned dark, eyes blazing at the misbehavior. This was what she meant by wanting to be a brat.Â
She hadnât expected him to kneel on the bed, taking her hair in his hand while ripping the wet fingers from her mouth. She hadnât seen the slap coming. Wet fingers smacked over her cheek, shocking her slightly as the sting made her throb. Heâd only done this twice before, but the submissive really fucking liked it. A moan left her throat as soon as it pulled away, making him snarl. Again, his fingers swiped against her cheek, making her mouth open a little bit.Â
âFucking brat.â He grit out. âServes me right for being nice tâyou. And to think I was going to be nice to you tonightâŠâ He sighed, shaking his head. âOpen that fucking mouth or Iâll force it open.âÂ
Y/N was tempted to disobey but she wanted to see why he wanted it, so she listened. Tongue out, she fluttered her lashes at him as the grip on her braid stung against her scalp. She hadnât expected him to lean forward, pursing his lips and spitting right into her mouth. âDonât swallow. Keep it there- Donât fucking move.â He ordered, though he didnât do anything else. He simply stared at her, eyes narrowed as she looked back up at him. This view was perfect in her opinion. She felt small, delicate, like he could throw her around- but so strong and confident like this. It felt like she was capable of anything.Â
âSince you want tâcall me your Daddy so badly, I think we should take care of that. Acting like a fucking brat, even after I was so nice and let you cum on my fingers in the middle of the weekâŠâ Shaking his head, he leaned in again and spit right on the flat of her tongue before using the sucked fingers to spread it over her tongue and down on her chin, letting some drip off her tongue down to her tits. âNow you can swallow.âÂ
Y/N hadnât seen this bit yet. There had been peeks of it, little hints, but his demeanor had shifted into something sheâd been dying to see. Just like in the hallway, she wanted him to take. Take, take, take until she had given it all to him. âSorry, Sir.â She whispered, not daring to wipe herself clean. The mess was what she deserved, a filthy badge of honor.
A look of disapproval was shot her way as he used her hair as a leash, leading her to the very edge of the bed. âNo, no, no, Darling.â He scolded, shaking his head at the honorific. âWhereâs that other name that you called me when begging for my load inside you?â His eyebrow raised. âI liked that one for tonight. Let me hear that.âÂ
âSorry, Daddy.â she whispered, wincing as he arched her head back.Â
âYeah, yâshould be. Pissed me the fuck off.â At that he could see her shrink a little in her form, making him take a moment to check on her. Softening his voice, he caught her attention and gentled his grip for a moment to give her a chance to give her a beat to say something if need be. âYou know how to use your colors. Where are you right now?â
âGreen.â She nodded. âI donât want to really upset you though.âÂ
âYouâre not, sweetheart. Youâre alright.â He promised, leaning down to kiss her once before his mask slipped back on. âNow I thinkâŠ. That we should teach you some manners. Can you handle yourself for a moment? I think Iâve got the solution to get that brattiness out of your system.âÂ
Y/N nodded, more than willing to hand over quite literally anything the man had to offer. It was pathetic but she found herself vying for even a tiny bit of his approval. The man had control of her body in ways sheâd only dreamt of, so of course sheâd hand it over on a silver platter. âWhat do you want from me, Daddy?â She whispered, watching his eyes as they trailed over her with this smirk that slightly unnerved her.Â
âI think⊠Iâve given your cunt a good amount of attention tonight. Itâs time for me to play with your ass.âÂ
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Y/N was slightly humiliated as she pressed her cheek to the mattress, Harryâs spit still on her chin as her arms extended back so her hands could spread her ass open for him. He wasnât even paying attention to her yet, instead looking through the bedside table for whatever it is that he was going to use on her.Â
Was she nervous? Of course she was. The only play sheâd had with her ass had been on her own accord or when Harry had stuck his thumb in, but the excitement heavily outweighed it. If she could choose anyone to be her first in this, it would be him. Sure, heâd bully her a little because he knew that was what she liked, but heâd take care of her. Harry always took care of her, no matter what. Sex or not. He was slowly overtaking her brain and she found that it was exactly how she liked it.Â
âSuch pretty holes.â His voice broke her out of her train of thought, heat raising on her cheeks as she could feel his gaze. Completely exposed for him to see, she felt the cool air on her most intimate parts as his warm hand ran over her now clean inner thigh. âYouâre already wet. Seems you do like a bit of humiliation, donât you pet?â It was rhetorical, so she kept her mouth shut. âIâve been thinking about this since the first time I got a peek at this ass. Did yâknow that? Itâs fucking gorgeous.â There was no hint of shame in his own tone, speaking as if he was in awe of her. âAnd here you are, spreading yourself open so I can see the puffy little cunt I just abused and that untouched hole. Itâs an honor to be the first to have it.â
He was understating it a lot, at least for now. Satisfaction of being the only man to take her ass was something that fueled his ego tremendously, knowing he would be the single person who got to feel how tight and hot it could be around his prick. His hopes of Y/N deciding to choose him instead were his motivation, as unhealthy as it may be. âHereâs our options- and make no fuckinâ mistake, youâre only getting options because its the first time youâre getting fucked here.â In future scenes he would be deciding and she could color out, or talk to him if she didnât like it. âWe can put a plug in you. Let you sit there with it in, but youâll have to lay with me for a while and let it stretch you more. Or,â He ran a finger over the little hole, smiling when she jolted again. âDaddy can open you up with fingers, place that vibrator you liked so much on your clit and take you when I feel youâre ready. That one may hurt a bit more going in but⊠you said you like a bit of pain, yeah?âÂ
The girl did. Pushing her ass back against his finger, she nodded heavily at the second option. âSecond, please. Please I want.. I donât want to wait a long time, Daddy.âÂ
âHm⊠Do you really think you can handle it, Puppy?â He clicked his tongue, moving his finger away from her ass and down to her swollen clit. âI know youâre a bit of a whore, but you know mânot small. Itâs not gonna be easy for that tiny hole to take. May have to force it in a little.â It was incredible to him how she reacted to his words so visibly, making it so fucking easy to read her. Maybe they were just in tune with one another, but the little inhale she made clued him in to just how much she liked that.Â
âI can do it. I can, itâll fit. I promise, I can be good and take it. I can take you cock anywhere, I want it so fucking bad, Daddy.â Her voice shook a little, surprising the dominant as he looked down at the body he was meant to ruin. Again, the surge of possessiveness rose to the surface of his skin and bubbled in his blood. Of course she could take it. Of course his little brat would be willing to do anything he wanted, because she was fucking made for him.Â
âAlright, pet.â He feigned a resigned sigh. âDonât disappoint me then. Youâre gonna have tâmake sure you can take it then.â Excitement was tingling the base of his spine, his cock fully hard again as he left her in her position to go and grab the toy. The Hitachi needed to be plugged into the outlet, which took a moment to do.Â
âDaddy?â Her voice called to him, a bit apprehensive. His heart melted a little as he walked to her, toy in hand.Â
âItâs alright, Puppy. Didnât go anywhere too far. Had to get some supplies.â Laying them out beside her, he swatted her hands away from holding herself open. âYouâre going to hold this on your pretty clit for me while I open you up. Do you think you can handle that? Or shall I go and get tape so I can keep it there?â
Shivers went up her spine as she imagined it, being forced to cum over and over again with the vibrations coursing through her body. For now, she thought she could handle it, but it was an increasingly enticing idea. âI can do it, Daddy. Iâll be good, I can handle it.â Harry let out a noise of doubt that only made her huff. âI can! Why did you make that noise?â
A rough spank was laid right to the bottom of her thigh, making her yelp. âDonât talk back. I asked a simple question, no need for the dramatics.â His voice was stern, a little mean, and she could feel her poor cunt throbbing at the demeanor he had. There had been something so utterly delicious, she had found out, about a man who could fuck like he hated you but worshipped you in all other aspects. He would cover her body in soft kisses and cooling lotion when they were done and hand feed her fruit, but right now it was seeing the other side of the coin. âNow, Iâm going to start. You ask before you cum, and if I tell you to take it away, you do as I say. Am I understood?âÂ
âYes.â Y/N sulked, only to be spanked again. âWhy?!â The exclamation made his own sigh even louder.Â
âYes, what?âÂ
âYes, Daddy.â Forgetting that had been an accident, but Y/N couldnât lie and say his strict demeanor didnât get her going.Â
She was relatively calm though her excitement could be felt in her stomach. Her cunt had been fucked thoroughly in the dark hallway, an undeniable excitement lingering in her body when she remembered leaving with her lips swollen and cum dripping down her thigh. The man who thought he owned her had barely given her a second look, while the one who she looked to for comfort had his hand on the small of her back. It still astounded her how much trust she had put into Harry. How quickly theyâd clicked, how he was so in tune with her body and her thoughts that sometimes he knew what she was feeling or thinking before she was even aware of it.Â
âFucking brat.â He muttered, placing the toy into her hands and letting her position it accordingly. âBe good for me, or you arenât getting fucked.â
With that, the toy was switched on by his thumb at the lowest setting, and the fun began.Â
Harryâs view was impeccable. It was always a beautiful thing to see a submissive bare themselves to you, but it was even better when that submissive was Y/N. She had already placed so much trust in him, already chosen him a plethora of times and proven her place. The cravings heâd had of her throughout the week had been almost debilitating. Half the time he was tempted to tell her to come over after work and say fuck it all to the weekend arrangement. Have her sit in his foyer with nothing on when he got home, or in his bed.Â
Clicking open the cap of the cherry lubricant, he let a bit dribble down and over her hole. It had been something heâd been looking forward to since she had mentioned it to him, but now that he was getting to do it, that he was smearing his fingers to spread the lube over her while he felt the vibrations work through her body, the excitement only kept building. âThis is pretty, yâknow.â He mumbled. âMade to be fucked. Think all of your holes were. Makes sense that youâre such a filthy whore.âÂ
Y/N whimpered underneath him, rubbing her face into the duvet. He had considered tying her hair up so she couldnât move her head, but that was something else he had to look forward to one day. There were so many options for them that his brain was constantly coming up with more plans, new debauchery to put her body through. His cock was scorching under his briefs, his pants tight, but he was far more focused on her. She was doing well so far, but he was waiting for a slip up. There wouldnât be much grace given until his cock was buried in that tight little hole.Â
âIf youâd told me that the pretty girl who walked up all shy to be in that cafe would have her cunt dripping from being degraded while I prepared her ass to be fucked, Iâd have been shocked. I imagine most people would. You come off as so sweet, demure⊠Such a good girl. But youâre nothing but a cock thirsty whore.â His hand pulled back to spank the round of her flesh, a mewl leaving her throat as she trembled slightly. âSee? Have half a mind to record this. Maybe next time I will. Take a video of your pretty face while my cock splits your ass open, keep it bookmarked on my phone. So many things I want to do to you, my pet, and such little time in the day.â Clicking his tongue, he ran his finger over the pucker of her ass. It clenched around nothing, making him bite back a groan. She was completely and utterly exposed for him, at his mercy. Better yet, this is where she wanted to be. She chose this, came home with him after giving her boyfriend a metaphorical fuck you, and was now handing over her untouched hole with an eagerness he hadnât seen in many people.Â
âIf it makes you happy, Daddy.â She said shakily, panting slightly.Â
âExactly. Youâd do anything to make Daddy happy.â The dominant crooned, giving little warning as he pushed the tip of her finger into her ass. He could feel her start to shift her hips, so his opposite hand cracked over her hot skin again to cut it out. âStop being fucking greedy. Barely got a quarter of a finger in there and youâre trying to fuck yourself on it. Pathetic.âÂ
Y/N apologized wearily, trying her best to keep still as his finger sunk in deeper. The toyâs vibrations against her clit had her feeling on edge already, but the intrusion in her ass was making her eyes water. âSorry, Iâm sorry but it feels good, Daddy. I want more.âÂ
Harry scoffed in amazement. This little thing had been having vanilla, missionary sex? Sheâd been subjected to holding back her true wants and for what? She should have always belonged to him. He knew what to do with her. Harry knew how to please her, how to work a body and a mind who craved this sort of stuff. âI know you do, Puppy. Want to thump your little leg and whine for more like a real pet, but youâre going to take whatever the fuck I give you, and youâre going to like it.âÂ
Of course, because of her begging, he let himself draw it out.Â
Two minutes in she had warned she was going to cum, so he demanded she take the toy away for a minute before putting it back on, one setting higher. 5 minutes in and he added another finger, almost sending her into another orgasm. This time he had her hold the toy away for two minutes, repeating the cycle. Fucking the fingers into her tight channel, he could only imagine how good it was going to feel on his cock.Â
âMâgonna add the third, and this time I think Iâll be generous and let you cum. Youâve been a good girl.â His voice softened up, putting his clean hand down and switching it to the next setting. âAfter that weâre going to try.â Harry was plenty aware of the fact that she had taken it like a champ. Heâd even prepared her in the past when they spoke of it that he wouldnât be upset if she needed more to work into it, but Y/N was definitely a go-getter.Â
He watched carefully as he slowly worked the third finger in, watching her reactions. Heâd been vigilant for her comfort, and while no one took fingers in the arse as a walk in the park the first time, she had done impressively well. Even with the ruined orgasms which he knew pissed her off immensely, she had been so fucking good and he couldnât wait to reward her for it. âWhatâs your color, sweet girl?â
âGreen- green, so green Daddy.â She slurred. âIâm so close. I-Iâm gonna cum so soon.â This was the place he wanted to get her to, the slightly delirious pleasure filled state of mind that would make it all the more easy on her. The lax bodied ease in which she would be able to take his cock with less tenseness.Â
âGo on, baby. Make a mess of yourself so you can take my cock in this pretty little hole.â
It seemed like his permission was enough to set her off. He felt her whole body shake, clenching around his fingers with her walls as she let out a wail he hadnât heard from her before. Thighs trembling, hand accidentally losing grip of the toy and fingers tensing in the air as she backed into his fingers before trying to get away. His unoccupied hand gripped her hip and kept her in place, praising her as his fingers didnât stop. In and out, he massaged and stretched her open as the orgasm rattled her bones.Â
âThatâs my best girl. Knew you could do it, little thing.â He cooed, soothing her skin as she stopped trying to escape the feeling. âPoor pussy, sâa lot hm? Daddy made you wait a little bit to cum, but it was worth it.âÂ
Y/N nodded into the soft fabric, not yet able to find her voice. This time he didnât scold her, knowing it probably was intense from the mixture of new sensations and edging with quite a powerful toy. Instead he let her work through it, waiting for her to give him a sign. âPuppy? Alright?âÂ
âMâamazing.â She giggled, slapping her hand around to find the vibrator. âCan I turn it off, please?â
âCourse. Go on, pet. Itâs just about time for the real fun to start.â
â-
Y/N was boneless under him, tensing only when he slowly pulled fingers out to dribble some more lubricant over her hole. âNeed to get it nice nâwet, my pet.â He was careful to describe what he was doing now that they were getting closer to the real thing. âMâgonna get my cock nice and slick too, make it easier to slide in. Youâre a snug little thing, need to make sure we get you as comfortable as possible.Â
She had no doubt in her mind that he would do that. Harry had never failed in taking care of her, always making sure she had what she needed. Maybe with quite literally anyone else she would be shaking with nervous, but with him it was only a tiny tremor in her hands. His unlubed fingers had stroked her hair away from her face and made her look at him, promising she was okay to continue before he had gotten to this point. His clothes off, his body heat radiating from behind her. âOkay, Daddy.âÂ
This mindset was newer to her. Everything felt a little fuzzy and a bit like slow motion but she didnât feel scared. It was comforting. His voice was deep and calm, at least for now, brushing over her skin like a feather. If she could, she would arch into his words like a cat looking for a pet from itâs owner. Perhaps that was because thatâs sort of what she felt like.Â
âSee? When you listen to instructions and donât act like a brat, youâre so sweet.â He praised. âIâm gonna be a bit meaner to you, but itâs okay because my slutty little puppy quite likes it, I reckon.âÂ
She did. She did, she did, she did. She liked how pretty his voice was when he degraded her and acted like she was just a hole for him to unload his cum into. If that was what he wanted her to be, she would happily take it all like the overly eager puppy she turned him into. Something about the man and his demeanor, both as a dominant and a man in general, had her wanting to roll over and submit. There were stark differences between how Dom Harry and Regular Harry treated her, but they fell into the most delicious melting pot that she wanted to submerge her whole body in. âI like anything you do to me, Daddy.â She responded like the perfect little pet she was.Â
Harry cooed at her, leaning over her body and placing a kiss on her shoulder. âI know. Itâs what makes us so fun, isnât it? I want to do nasty, dirty, horrible things to you⊠and you want to let me.âÂ
Y/N keened as she felt the tip of his cock slap a few times over her hole, eyes fluttering shut. It had been a long time in the making, and she wanted to feel him inside of her. In a place no one else had been before. It would be his, in her mind.
âYou tell me if itâs too much. Color if you need to. Do you understand me?âÂ
Y/N nodded, humming to him, but that wasnât good enough. A tap to her hip made her eyes peel back open to look at him, his eyes narrowed on her. âWords, Y/N. Tell me you understand how to use your colors and you feel safe.â Oooo, the government name. Â If this wasn't the first time they were doing this he likely wouldnât be so heavy on the double and triple checking, but it was a lot for her to take. He was a lot for her to take.Â
âI understand, Daddy. I know Iâm safe and I know how to use my colors. Please, fuck me now.âÂ
Harry gave her a warning glare before he exhaled through his nose, muttering about âwhere his good girl had goneâ, but took it for now. They were both keyed up and ready to finally do this, and he couldnât help that.Â
It was cool in the room, but she felt hot all over, particularly under the skin, as his cock rubbed over the well lubed hole.Â
Her brainâs fuzzy feeling returned as she felt the first bit begin to push in. It wasnât entirely pleasant, as she knew it probably wouldnât be, but she wasnât about to tap out. Taking quick breaths, she was reminded by the dominant to change that. âDeep, slow breaths. Youâll hyperventilate if you keep doing that.â He murmured, rubbing small circles into her hip.Â
His eyes were zoned in on the side of her face as he watched her grip the duvet in front of her. Ever so attentive, she knew he would stop if she asked but there was no point in asking that. Even when it hurt a bit, like he was stretching her so far out that sheâd split, she didnât do anything but curl her fingers and toes, making herself breathe through it. Harry was soft with his words, gentle with his touches as she let him sink into her slowly.Â
There was no rushing this. Her body felt like molasses the longer he was inside of her, not bothering to ask how much more was left. Sheâd done her research before she ever met Harry but even more after the fact about how to get through it. Deep breaths, good prep, communication. All three things she had actively gotten from him. It was now a journey of waiting for her body to stretch and accept.Â
âIâm okay.â She whispered, reaching her hand back to his on her hip. âI feel okay. You can keep going.â He had little bits where he would wait a few moments before continuing to push in, but she wanted it over with. It was starting to become more pleasurable as her body adjusted and he was being cautious with her, but she could take it.Â
âOkay.â He agreed, flipping over his hand and letting her hold it.Â
Harry was trying his best not to take her out of the moment, or to cum himself. It felt stupidly good, the wet heat engulfing him and clenching around as she tried to adjust to the feeling. Was she truly tighter than anyone else he had, or was he just far more attached to her than the rest? It was something heâd need to unpack later while she was asleep in his bed and he could be creepy and look over her, but at the current moment he couldnât recall another time where he had felt this good being inside of someone else. âMâgonna grind into you a bit, okay?â He warned her, slowly rocking his hips and hearing her gasp at the small movements.Â
God, it felt so good. Like a damn vice, her hole gripping him tight as her nails dug into the back of his hand. For a second he was going to ask if she needed a moment, but the broken moan that left her swollen lips clued him into it. It was the complete opposite. âOh, Puppy⊠You like how that feels?âÂ
âUh-huh.â She nodded, spreading her legs a bit more. âIâm so f-full.âÂ
The way she said it was going to be ingrained in his wank bank forever. Whiny and shivery, but full of pleasure. Like she couldnât believe how well she was filled. âYou are. Nice nâsnug inside this perfect hole. Think I was right about you being made to be fucked. Though⊠I think itâs mainly by me, yeah? Pretty holes made to be filled by me, cause I fill âem so perfectly.âÂ
âYeah, Daddy.â She mewled, arching slightly as he pushed in a bit further. âItâs so perfect and I l-love it. It hurts but it feels so good nâI wanna do it again.âÂ
âHavenât even finished this one and youâre already planning our next fuck⊠Really are Daddyâs girl. Addicted to my cock inside of you, jusâ like Iâm obsessed with filling you.â She didnât know just how true those words rang out now. How he had poured over the fact that he liked her far more than he should for an arrangement like this, how he had been so desperate for her that heâd broken his rule -which he never does as a dominant- and made her cum in the bathroom during their lunch because he had wanted to make her feel good so badly that it made him feel borderline insane.Â
âI am. Iâm Daddyâs girl.â She babbled, pushing back into him. âI can take more. You can- you can fuck me. I can take it, I promise. Green.â The urging made him chuckle to himself because fuck, could she get any more perfect? Make it any more obvious that she was completely and utterly made for him, saying all the shit he had been hoping she would?Â
For once, the dominant couldnât tell his submissive no.Â
He was slow about it at first, listening to her mewl. Filling her up and pulling out shallowly, letting her adjust to the action. The man relished in the feeling of her stretching and clinging to him, greedily trying to keep him inside of her. It became increasingly hard to keep his composure, but the good news was that Y/N didnât want him to.Â
The slow crescendo gained momentum, the hand she was holding falling down as she tried to move herself onto her hands. While he had been trying to keep it slower for her, it seemed his submissive craved more- fucking herself back onto him with the sweetest whines being punched out of her as she did so. The gall, the audacity of the girl had him laughing under his breath- but he wasnât going to let it go.
His hand gripped her hair, swiftly pulling it around his fist like a leash and pulling her up onto her knees. âIf you want more, youâll take it like this.â It was reminiscent of their other time he loved to look back on, but his prick was filling a different hole. Teeth descended onto her neck as he picked up the pace, biting down as she squealed his honorific into the air. âOh, what? Is it too deep? Too much? You want to get greedy and now itâs too much for that slutty hole?â He cooed, the condescending tone making her shiver. âThatâs too fucking bad then. You know what to say to get me to stop.â Unless she uttered that word, he knew she could take it.Â
Y/N felt lightheaded in the best way. This new sort of pleasure had her dripping all over her thighs, her clit pulsing between her legs as he fucked into her ass. Pounded it, really, in a way she had only dreamed about. Pinpricks on her scalp from the grip on her hair, involuntary noises being punched out of her lungs from the pressure, she was feeling her eyes lull with each thrust. It was only with him, she didnât have to think about anything but how good she felt. How to please him, how to piss him off, how he would make her cum. The most primal of urges being met, all the while he was focused on her. There was no thought of work infiltrating his brain, or sports, or the distraction of texts or pulling out mid stroke for a phone call- no. In their intimate moments, Harry was just as tuned into her as she was, him.Â
âYou fuck me so good.â Somewhere along the line, those thoughts had her tearing up. This was the first partner in which she had felt the reciprocated want, the attention she felt she deserved being laid down onto her. Her eyes stung but there was no way to stop it as the tears began to dribble down her cheeks. Something like an emotional release starting as the physical pleasure began to bubble up in her stomach, his hand winding around to the front to circle her slippery clit. âDonât stop, Daddy. Donât stop, please donât ever stop fucking me.âÂ
The words probably held more weight than she realized, her shuddering voice making him groan into her neck. âAs long as you want me, Iâll keep going.â His voice was deep with the pleasure, hoarse as he promised her he wouldnât stop. âYou feel so good, baby. Iâll give you whatever you need. Donât ever worry.â turning her head, his tongue licked over the salty tear that had fallen down her cheek. âYour holes are mine, arenât they? Every single one. No one elseâs. Only for Daddy to fuck. Took this ass nânow itâs mine.â He himself was losing it a bit at her declaration, finding himself close. âMy perfect slut.â
The intensity was high but neither of them wanted to stop. Unspoken words thick in the air as the pleasure filled both of their bodies, leading them towards their ends sooner than theyâd want. It was when his fingers filled her pussy and his the heel of his palm smacked against her clit as he fucked her in both holes that she new she couldnât stop her upcoming orgasm.Â
âYeah- uh-huh, just use me. Iâll be good, Iâll be so, so good for you Daddy. Theyâre yours, Iâm yours. Iâm yours, I promise- Oh, fuck.â She sobbed, feeling his fingers quicken on her clit. âI need to cum. I need to cum, Please, please let me. You can keep fucking me, Jusâ let me cum. Iâm so good, Iâm your good little slut.â
âY-yeah.â His mouth fell open and the moan was loud and slightly shaky. âCum for me. Cum for me, pretty fucking girl, Iâm gonna cum in you. Let go, Itâs okay- Give it tâme. Give it.â He demanded, his mouth shadowing her own as they inhaled each otherâs pants. They were glistening and sticky with sweat, sloppy on the thighs, lips swollen and marked up in the most animalistic way and theyâd never been more in tune with their bodies- or each other.Â
Y/N couldnât stop herself as she got permission, his pulsing fingers getting one specific spot inside of her and his cock filling her ass over and over again sending her over the edge. White flashed her vision as she shuddered in his arms, a unfamiliar scream leaving her throat. Gushing around his fingers, she squirted a little stream of liquid down his hand. Both holes clenching, her body unsure if she should push herself closer or pull away, she sobbed out his name. âHarry- Harry, oh my fuck-âÂ
The combination of many things had led to his own orgasm, but it was particularly his real name that had him pushed to his limits. His own pathetic moan of hers followed, pulling her mouth to his own as he kissed her messily. Each pulse of his balls added another stream of cum inside of her, thighs twitching as he felt some of his strength draining along with his cock. He was in slight disbelief how intense he felt it, his toes feeling damn near numb as he tried to snap back into caretaker mode as he unwound his hand from her hair and slowly leaned her down to lay on the bed.Â
âOh, babyâŠâ He whispered, peppering kisses to her cheeks. âFuck, sweet girl⊠what the fuck are you doinâ to me?â A laugh of disbelief left his swollen lips, nudging his nose against hers. Y/N let out a weak noise of acknowledgement, melting right into the bed as he laid on top of her. Doing his best to keep his weight from squishing her, he tried to gain some composure with deep breathing. Heâd fallen into a different headspace there, and it had been quite a while since he had done it. Forever, really, for that certain brand of it. It wasnât just a dominant headspace, but one that felt something for the girl he was inside of. More than what was allowed. At this point though, he didnât particularly care about the logistics of it.Â
There was no way he wasnât going to make this girl his. Ethics be damned.Â
âAngel? Yâalright?â He whispered, getting a grunt from her. âYeah? Iâm gonna have to pull out in a few seconds so I can get the stuff to take care of you. Iâll be slow, and come right back.â It wasnât like he wanted to go anywhere from her, If he had it his way heâd be inside of her 24/7. But he needed to take proper care of his girl, and aftercare was something he simply wouldnât skip.Â
âNo.â She whimpered. âDonât want you tâgo.â The words were muffled together, like her lips weren't working that well, and it made the man smile. She was well and truly fucked out. This time, though, it was mutual.Â
âI have to, sweetheart. Donât want you laying in all this filth. Sticky, arenât you?â He knew he was. It was worse for her, considering she had been double stuffed with his cum today. Internally, he was very happy about that.
âA little.â She huffed, turning her head and eyeing him. âI donât wanna move. I donât think Iâve got bones, Daddy.â The whisper made him smile, knowing that she was still in that space. Heâd work her out of it, make sure she was all clean and boneless while feeling safe.Â
âYouâve got bones, love. Daddy jusâ fucked you pretty good.â He smoothed the sweaty strands of hair from her face. âDo you need something before I go nâgrab the stuff to make you feel like youâve got bones again?âÂ
Her face turned a little more, lips puckering out. âKissy, please.âÂ
When heâd look back at it later, he would pinpoint that as the moment all the defenses around his heart broke. There was no more denying it. She had him. Hook, line and sinker. Â
When Harry was twenty two, if heâd been told by some freakish, time-traveling clone of himself that his Friday nights would be spent wearing a Greek moniker in the form of a fetishized allusion, garbed by a latex mask for total anonymity, heâd probably get a head start for padded walls and a straight jacket.
Do himself a favor with that one.
But if he were told the same thing at twenty three, heâd probably sit back in his arm chair and swirl his whiskey with excitement. Twenty three was an eventful year. Afterall, heâd started drinking whiskey and opened his eyes to the allures and realm of kink. Very good year, that one.
Twenty-four, and twenty-five, and twenty-six were all sort of a blur, an incognizant reminiscence of whiskey, and sex. and work. Twenty-seven is today, in the process, in the flesh. Today, Harry is twenty-seven, and he spends his Friday nights playing dress up and sex up under a funny little pseudonym. That of the Greek God of love, in fact, (how fitting?), and he wields a leather flogger and dons a rubber hood. The flogger, sometimes â the hood, always.
On Monday, on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, Harry is just Harry Styles; charming, eligible bachelor with the allure of eastern hemisphere roots, closeted pro nudist, valiantly contending realtor in the heart of San Francisco. On weekdays, heâs the person who will always buy the homeless man with the sullied soles whoâs perched by the cafe a croissant with his own respective coffee order. Heâll help the older woman with the walker cross the street. Heâll pay for the person behind him in a drive-through. On Tuesdays, like clockwork, heâll wave from his mailbox, clad in his briefs, and say good morning to his neighbor, Ed, who comes out in wrinkly, plaid pajamas to snag his own mail in the mornings. Every morning, heâll drive to the office and pass three of the seven benches in the city with his pretty face and his pretty mouth and his pretty teeth plastered to it. A showcase, an innocuous illusion. An irony.
On Friday mornings heâll slip the black duffel back into his trunk. Heâll drive to the office, make some phone calls, maybe show a house, grab a plastic kit of chewy cookies from Cal-Mart for prospective buyers, maybe eat one on the way. In the evening, afterwards, heâll park his Range Rover on a backstreet and take off his rings, one by one. Heâll don his ultra-thin, stretchy leather gloves. Heâll grab his black duffel out of the trunk. Heâll take a short walk to a shoddy-looking building on the corner, where the sidewalk has chips and weeds tuft between the cracks. Heâll shroud the same pretty face thatâs pasted to a bench only a couple of blocks away and hide it beneath dark, smooth latex and zippers.
On Friday nights, Harry is Eros, and he makes faceless bodies bend and writhe under his will at his fingertips.
sunlit. - part two - muse one shot [harry styles au]
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part one.
summary: in which Eden and Harry lost track of one another after she moved back to the UK, and she is visiting her father's house a year later with her boyfriend.
A/N: you guys asked for a part two.......... BUCKLE UP
word count: 18,859
CW's: age gap, SMUT! oral (f & m receiving), rimming (f & m receiving) spitting, choking, degrading, unprotected sex, anal play , mentions of a threesome
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âSadieâŠâ Harry sighed, stroking his hand over his dogâs head as she whined softly, her head resting on his lap. He rolled his eyes a bit, âNo need to be dramatic now. Youâre the one who licked the bar of soap.â
He softly scolded the dog, always rather happy that no one could hear him as he spoke to his dogs as if they were humans.
Harry was beat. Not only was it about forty degrees outside in the peak of summer in Italy, but he had a right scare today when Sadie started throwing up. Panicked, Harry sprinted to the house of his neighbors to ask them to watch the smallest dog as he took the biggest to the vet, but no one answered.
Grumbling and cursing under his breath, Harry then brought both dogs with him. He knew Lola wouldnât be calm when Sadie wasnât there, so leaving her home by herself wasnât an option.Â
After a day of vet-visits, comforting Sadie and rolling his eyes when he realized she licked the bar of soap and got sick because of that - Harry was now home. Both dogs snuggled into his side as he laid on the leather couch in his living room, fan blowing in full force in an attempt to keep the three of them a little cooler.
Harry loved living in Italy. He hadnât regretted it for a second, but days like today made it even impossible to be outside for longer than a few minutes. Even a dip in the pool wouldnât cool him off enough. He needed to stay inside.
With his shirt unbuttoned and one hand on Sadieâs fur, he grabbed his phone. The Italian news was on but Harry hardly paid attention, opening up the dating app on his phone. He blinked while lazily scrolling, deleting every profile he came across as none of the women he saw peaked his interest.
No one had really peaked his interest in a long time. No one but Eden.
Harry clenched his jaw and sighed out through his nose, swiping the other way on a few profiles in a pathetic attempt to prove to himself that he was no longer thinking of her. It had been a fucking year. And this girl, who was ten years younger than, left a gaping hole in his heart when she left after their summer romance.
He wasnât exactly sure what he missed. At first it was the sex, because that was the main thing about their meet-ups. Sex and sex and sex. And then he missed her smile, and her scent, and the rambles she did, and how grumpy she was in the mornings, and how she made his coffee and excitedly walked the dogs and kept him company.Â
Harry hated to admit that he fell for her.Â
He brought the screen a bit closer as he squinted at the description one of the women wrote on her profile.
âLooking for a serious relationship.â He mumbled, translating the italian before huffing out, âYeah, skip.â He locked his phone again and sighed out, swallowing as he attempted to not think about Eden.
He failed, of course.
He always failed. Harry knew it was better this way. They had no future. She wouldnât move here, and he was too set in his ways to uproot his Italian life and move back to London for a girl. Harry wasnât pliant. If he were to meet someone, sheâd have to fit his mold. Some called it stubborn, others called it being an asshole. Harry called it being his own person and protecting that.Â
Sadieâs eyes closed as she laid her head on his tummy and Harry scratched below her chin for a bit to calm her. Lola snuggled into his other side and he stroked her fur too, eternally grateful for his two dogs. He wondered if they missed Eden when she left.Â
He knew it was bad to be involved with her. They had to hide and she had to sneak over to his house most nights. They couldnât decently go out, afraid of being seen. So they stayed in and Eden quickly made his house a home for herself. Harry remembered the third or fourth time she walked in, it was as if she owned the place. She knew where everything was and moved through Harryâs large house with such confidence and comfort, it almost felt like he was the visitor instead of her.
And he allowed her. He allowed her to buy plants, he allowed her to rearrange his furniture, he allowed her to tape her favorite shows on his television, he even allowed her to paint over one of the walls that had a dreadful gray color before. Every time he walked past the muted orange wall of the hallway now, he was sledgehammered back to a painting Eden in this very house.
It had never felt so lonely here as it did after she left.
He groaned to himself, running a palm over his face before deciding to just get to bed and clear his mind. It had been a year. He had to get a grip.Â
His dogs whined and pouted from the movement of his body and Harry coaxed them, even picking small Lola up on his arm to carry her upstairs after he turned off the fan and locked all the doors. He checked their water bowls and made sure the water was nice and fresh for them before heading up the stairs, Sadie trotting behind him.
Harry yawned as he set Lola down on his sheets and Sadie jumped up too, almost knowing her side of the bed and leaving Harryâs untouched. His sheets were still ruffled from when he got up this morning, and Harry shrugged off the linen shirt he wore to maybe grab a quick, cold shower before bed - the ultimate way to cool down.
Walking around his bedroom, he couldnât help it when his eyes were drawn to his window to glance at Edenâs window. The light hadnât been on there in a year. He sometimes saw a bit of movement, but suspected it was just Ron or Colleen cleaning the room.Â
But now, he stopped dead in his tracks.
It was dark outside, but her lights were on. The lights in Edenâs room were on. Harry squinted as he walked up to the window, dropping the shirt in his hand and blinking to get a clearer view of what was going on.
Thatâs not Eden, he thought to himself.
No, he saw a shirtless guy, leaning back against the windowsill. Harry could only see the guyâs back and shaggy brown hair. His shoulders were tense, fingers gripping around the windowsill as the guy tipped his head back. Harryâs brows raised, wondering who the hell this was.
Did Ron and Colleen rent out their house for the weekend?
âOh my god.â Harry mumbled, bile rising up in his throat when a second person emerged.
Eden.
She rose from her knees, a smile on her lips as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and licked her lips, even wiping her mouth a bit with the back of her hand. Harry didnât have to wonder what she was doing on her knees in front of him.
Her hair was slightly longer and a bit more wavy, and she was in a sportâs bra. Harryâs throat ran dry when he couldnât even blink. He couldnât move. If Eden had eyes for anything else but the guy in front of her, sheâd for sure see Harry. But Eden didnât take her eyes off the guy, smiling as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he pulled her in for a kiss.
Harry blinked a few times, wondering if he was fucking dreaming. Eden arched into the guy, who went on to cup her ass, lifting her up easily before they disappeared from view.
The lights were still on, and Harry saw their shadows dancing on the wall of the bedroom he had the view of. He saw tangled legs for a bit, but every other part of their bodies was concealed by the curtains or the brick wall of the smaller house next to Harryâs.
He felt sick. She was here? Eden was here?
Harryâs hands trembled as he quickly pulled out his phone, scrolling down to his text-conversation with Eden.
His stomach sank a bit when he noticed the final message they had exchanged. One from her, from about seven months ago. And even before that, the conversation was mostly one sided. Eden texted him good morning on most days, and Harry only sparsely replied.Â
At the time, he didnât feel like too much of a dick about it. He basically thought he was doing her a favor. When Eden left, they promised to text and call. And they did, for the first few weeks. But it died down. Eden got a job, hung out with friends, had her life back home while Harry was here. She didnât make plans to come here, he didnât make plans to go there and it just⊠ended.Â
In her last message she ever sent him, she asked him if he slept well. He never responded. It was a moment of clarity for Harry, realizing it wasnât going anywhere and they had no future. He was a fool to think they ever did. And so he broke it off and just stopped responding.
Now, with trembling fingers, he drafted up a message to her.
Message to: Eden, xx
Am I dreaming?
His thumb ghosted over the screen as he stared at the words, flicking his eyes back to the window every few seconds until his shoulders dropped a bit. He deleted the message.Â
The lights were still on but he didnât see anything anymore. He felt sick. Absolutely sick. The first time he saw Eden in a year and she was in bed with another guy.
Edenâs phone on the bedside table stayed silent as Harry decided not to text her, and she laid on the bed with Jason between her thighs. They had to keep it down, remembering her father and Colleen were downstairs watching television.
âCareful.â Eden whispered as the bed rocked into the wall a little too hard. Jason groaned into her neck, âFuck - I canât slow down, âm so close.â
Eden pouted as she ran her hands through his hair, âI havenât cum yet.â
Jason slammed inside of her, making Eden squeak a bit as she jolted up on the bedding. He stayed deep, completely hunched over her, âG-Give me a second.â He panted, recomposing himself. Eden bit her lip and nodded, allowing Jason a little time if it meant getting her off. She stroked her thumb over his cheekbone, staring into the deep blue of his eyes and he dropped his lips on hers, shortly kissing her.Â
âRub your clit, baby.â He whispered against her lips. Eden nodded, slipping her hand between their bodies. Jasonâs cock moved inside of her, the condom and Edenâs arousal making the glide slick and easy. Her fingers found her nerves, rubbing tight circles as Jason fucked into her again, making her breathing shorter and she bit her lip to keep her moans down.
âShit.â Eden choked on a moan as she reached her high, and Jason saw it as his cue to finally cum too, burying himself inside of her as he finished inside the condom.Â
Eden lazily smiled as her body buzzed in the aftermath of her high, and Jason pressed sloppy kisses into her neck, âHmm, babyâŠâ He hummed.
They laid together for a bit until Jason pulled out to go clean himself up in the bathroom. Eden stretched her muscles, rolling around the bed a bit. She was still wearing her sportâs bra and reached for her panties to put them back on. As she reached for her shirt, Jason came back into the bedroom, still naked.
He sleepily smiled, âWe should take a trip more often if youâre gonna jump me like that.â
Eden bit her lip and chuckled, shrugging her shoulders, âYeah, âs nice here. But please donât walk around naked, my dad or Colleen wonât appreciate it.â
Jason yawned and nodded, âYeah, okay. Sorry.âÂ
Edenâs heart felt warm at his gentle apology and she planted a kiss to his lips, âGo to sleep. Iâll be right there.â
Jason plopped down into the bed as Eden stood in front of her window, her chest tightening just a smidge when she glanced at Harryâs window. His blinds were closed and the lights were off.Â
Coming back here brought back all the memories. The first time she saw him through the window and waved at him, and the second time he watched her masturbate. All hell broke loose after that and they had basically been naked for weeks in a row.
And then she left and he ghosted her. And every kind word he ever said to her got drowned by the fact that he never responded when she wished him a good morning. On drunken nights, Eden was glad she blocked his number because she had been on the verge of calling him or sending him angry texts far too often. In the end, she was glad she never gave him the attention.Â
Attention he clearly didnât want anyway.Â
The opportunity to go on holiday for free, staying in this house for a few weeks, was just too nice to pass on. Even if Eden could possibly be confronted by Harry. But they were both adults and sheâd do her best to avoid him. Besides, she was here with Jason.Â
They had only been dating for a few months but he was sweet and soft. And he was nothing like Harry. Harry was stern and dominant. Sometimes he was bossy. Furthermore, he was arrogant and closed-off. Jason was an open book. He confessed his feelings for Eden after only a few dates and it had been smooth sailing ever since. He had hearts in his eyes whenever he looked at her and sheâd hardly have to breathe or Jason was ready to move mountains for her.
He was at Edenâs feet, if she was honest. He sweet, gentle and kind. And it brought a sense of freshness after whatever fling she had with Harry. She couldnât call it a relationship. For it to be anything more than sex, they actually had to talk. And it was something her and Harry never really did. It was as if he always knew theyâd end, which is why he never really opened up to her. What was the point in opening up if sheâd leave?
Eden vividly remembered him asking her to cancel her flight. But he never asked her to stay, which is why he watched her go. And maybe Eden somehow made a bigger deal of it, but it did pain her when Harry ghosted her. Reflecting back on it, she knew he was toxic. She was a lost puppy for him, drunk on the sex and the way he threw her around and dominated her in the bedroom.
The orgasms Harry gave her were imprinted in her brain. How things were with Jason didnât come close, but still satisfied her. Jason was gentle as a man, and gentle as a lover. He sometimes did what Eden asked of him, like spank her or choke her, but his heart was never really in it. She did enjoy the way he doted over her when he worried he hurt her. It was sweet.Â
Jason was already lightly snoring by the time Eden also crawled in bed. He made room for her, smacking his lips together once as he yanked on her waist to pull her into his chest for the night.
Eden smiled to herself, nuzzling her nose into Jasonâs jaw as she drifted off into a sleep.
***
Eden did seriously hope she could avoid Harry for just a little longer.Â
It wasnât much of a coincidence that Eden and Jason chose to take their holiday now - just as her dad and Colleen were going on a trip themselves. They were actually headed back to London to see the rest of the family, and Ron and Colleen had frowned when they realized their trip to London overlapped with Edenâs trip to Italy.
As if she hadnât planned it that way.
So after just spending one day together at the house, it was the second morning in Italy and Edenâs dad and Colleen were making their bags to head to the airport.
It was Edenâs turn to drive them since there was only one car, and sheâd be able to get around in Italy for the weeks they werenât here. In a sense, Eden and Jason were housesitting. But Eden couldnât wait for some uninterrupted time with him. Theyâd lounge around, do groceries, head to the markets and make day trips to the coast.Â
Maybe they could rent a boat.
Eden hated how most of the fun things to do here were tainted with the memory of Harry. The market would bring her back to how they flirted so openly, and how Harry often called her from there to ask what she wanted for dinner. Renting a boat would bring her back to them having sex for the first time on the deck.Â
To this day, it was the best sex Eden had ever had.Â
Harry had been up early, jolting awake after dreaming of the images he saw the night before going to bed.Â
Eden going down on that guy in her bedroom.
Part of Harry knew she was bound to return to the house one day. He didnât have much contact with Ron and Colleen so he never asked them when she was coming back, and he also wasnât sure if he did or didnât want to see her again.
But seeing her again - even if it was with someone else - pulled on his heartstrings.
Although, the more he thought about it, the more he felt like she did it on purpose. It wouldnât be the first time. Last year, she humped that pillow with her blinds open, knowing damn well Harry was watching her masturbate. Maybe she wanted him to see. Maybe she wanted to pay him back for ghosting her and make him jealous. It did seem like Eden to pull a move like that.
He peaked through his window that morning, seeing the car drive off with Eden behind the wheel. Ron was next to her, Colleen in the back. Harry nibbled his lip and leashed his dogs, taking them for a walk. He curiously stared at the house, walking past it maybe a few more times than needed.Â
Eventually the door did open as Harry was on the little gravel road in front of the house, a guy popping his head out with a slight frown on his face, âBuongiorno.â He sent Harry an awkward wave, âCan I help you?â
Harry licked his bottom lip, knowing immediately this was the guy Eden had given a blowie two days prior. Sadie wiggled her tail at the sight of another human and the guyâs eyes dropped to Harryâs dogs, offering them a small smile as if to greet them.
Harry wanted to roll his eyes for no good reason. He cleared his throat and waved back, âHello there. Iâm the neighbor.â
âOh.â The guy smiled, opening the front door wider and clearly dropping the hesitation he had going on earlier, âHi, nice to meet you. Sorry, I just noticed you walking past the house like seven times, thought maybe you were scoping the surroundings to break in later tonight.â He joked, approaching Harry with an outstretched hand.
Harry forced another smile, somehow not finding it funny. He unenthusiastically shook the guyâs hand, âIâm Harry.â
He thought maybe the mention of his name would spark something with the guy, like Eden had perhaps mentioned him. But he just nodded and shook Harryâs hand, âJason.â He introduced himself.
A douchebag name.
âSo, a fellow Brit, right?â Jason guessed and Harry huffed out a chuckle, âYeah, the accentâs hard to hide. Hey - uh, is Eden not home?â
Jasonâs brows raised, âEden? No, sheâs driving her dad and Colleen to the airport. You must know Ron and Colleen, right?â
âYeah.â Harry nodded, âI know Eden too.â He hinted again.
Jason slowly nodded, not catching on and Harry shot him a faint grin, secretly enjoying this very much, âShe hasnât mentioned me? We - uh, we actually used to date. Like last year when she was here for the summer.â
Jasonâs brows shot up even higher as he stared at Harry, âWhat? You and Eden?â
âMhm.â Harry smiled, âKind of a⊠summer romance thing.â He casually shrugged, feeling as his dogs circled around his legs. Jason nibbled his lip, as if unsure how to handle that information, âRight. Thatâs - uh⊠yeah. No, she hasnât mentioned you.â He shot Harry a puzzled look, while Harry tried to hide the fact that it pained him that Eden didnât talk about him.
âHow long have you two been together?â Harry asked the dreaded question and Jasonâs face lit up a bit, âFew months, like⊠four.â He counted in his head before offering Harry a smile, âSheâs great.â
âOh, yeah, sheâs great.â Harry enunciated the word a little too much for Jasonâs liking, who swallowed, âSo - yeah, itâs kind of our first trip together. Ron and Colleen are ironically heading back to London for a few weeks to see family, so weâre watching the house.â Jason explained.
Harry wasnât sure if he had to laugh or cry. A few weeks. A few weeks of Eden being next door, fucking this guy while he was brooding in his living room, pining over a girl he let slip from his hands. He swallowed thickly, âThatâs nice.â
A silence fell between them. Harry glanced at Jason, who was looking at Sadie and Lola. He looked younger. Not younger than Eden, but younger than him. His facial hair grew a little patchy and his hair was the type of shaggy that would look awful on Harry because itâd be like him trying to look too young for his age. But Jason got away with it. He was a bit shorter and not as muscular as Harry was. And Harry came to the stupid realization that Jason didnât particularly look young, but maybe he just looked old.
Harry cleared his throat, ââM gonna head back inside and let the dogs get their drink in.â He spoke, âNice meeting you.â
Jason nodded and smiled, âYeah, you too, man. If you ever need someone to watch the dogs or something⊠E and I would be more than happy.â
E.
Harry wanted to roll his eyes and knock Jasonâs teeth out, but settled on a forced smile, âIâll keep it in mind. Thanks.â
When Eden came back a few hours later, she felt butterflies in her stomach. Completely ignoring Harryâs house, she pulled up in the driveway of the house her and Jason would call home for a few weeks. She nearly jumped out of the car to head inside, finding Jason in the kitchen with a wide grin and immediately opening his arms for Eden to jump in them. She squealed in his ear, âFinally alone.â She whispered against his lips.
Jason kissed her lips, holding her up below her thighs, âDid everything go okay?â He checked and Eden nodded, âMhm. Iâm so glad we have the car though. We can take little day trips.â Eden stroked her fingers through Jasonâs hair, âLike⊠go to the beach, or a wineryâŠâ She mused out loud.
Jason smiled and kissed her again, âSounds amazing.â He let her down on her feet again, âHey, by the way, I met the neighbor.â
Edenâs head flipped quickly, staring at him, âWhat?â
âYeah, Harry.â Jason leaned back against the counter, âHe - uh⊠he said you two used to date. Like⊠last year.â
Eden nibbled her lip, her stomach feeling tight at the idea that Harry and Jason talked. She swallowed, âWe didnât date.â She shrugged, âWe just slept together. I was here for a few weeks after graduation and I left when I got the job offer.â
Jason slowly nodded, âRight.â
âWe tried to keep in touch.â Eden continued, âLike we texted and called. And then he ghosted me.â She shrugged before nibbling her lip again, âI told you about the guy I was getting over, right? When we met?â
âMhm, you did.â Jason didnât seem at all angry or jealous, he was simply curious. Eden also knew heâd never lash out against her. She was pretty sure she could cheat on him and heâd still forgive her, thatâs how much he liked her and how gentle he was. Eden nodded too, âWell, that was him.â
âOkay.â Jason nodded again, âI mean, thatâs fine, right? Heâs just a guy.â Jason shrugged, âHe just⊠I donât know, he looked a little old.â He chuckled.
Eden smiled too, âHeâs not that old.â She shook his head, âLike⊠early thirties, Iâm pretty sure.â
âAnd are you still like⊠I donât know, into him?â Jason checked. Eden dropped her eyes, âI mean, I was hurt when it ended. It only did last a few weeks, but it was intense. It felt vulnerable.â She tried to explain, âBut no, I donât have any hard feelings towards him. Like you said, heâs just a guy. I wouldnât even classify him as an ex, it was never anything official and I was never his girlfriend. We⊠we barely talked.â
Jason gently stroked Edenâs arm, âBut he did mean something to you.â
âYeah.â She shrugged and Jason nodded, âWell, he seemed nice.â He settled on saying.Â
âI mean, now it feels kind of weird.â Eden mumbled, âLike heâs next door and Iâm here and we havenât spoken in like⊠eight months. And heâs talked to you but not me.â She wondered out loud, âMaybe I should just go say hi really quick.â
Jason pressed his lips together but forced Eden a smile, not having the heart to disagree with her, âYeah, if you want to.â He shrugged, âYou could.â
Eden nervously fiddled with her fingers, âRight.â She made attempts to get up from the couch, âIâll just be a few minutes.â
Jason opened his mouth but didnât say anything, just nodded as Eden exited the house and walked into the warm evening air of Italy. The small stones crunched underneath her slippers as she made her way over to the familiar house that was Harryâs.
She couldnât keep count of the amount of times she had done this little walk. Sneaking out at night to go sleep at his place. She jumped his fence often, hid in the bushes, took the back entrance. But now, it felt formal. So Eden rolled her lips inside of her mouth and shakily raised her hand to ring his bell.
Eden didnât know why she was nervous. It was like Jason said, Harry was just a guy. A guy she had feelings for, a guy who hurt her. But a guy who told her it was never that deep and Eden knew from the get-go not to get her hopes up. But time and romance were a cruel combination, and the feelings snuck up on her.
Sure, she was the one who left. And Eden only did realize how much she missed him once she was back in London. Harry couldnât be persuaded to visit her and he never asked her to come back to Italy. And that was that.
Lola and Sadie both lifted their heads when someone rang the bell late in the evening. Harry had returned from walking them and was watching some Italian game show as he laid on the leather couch with the fan blowing full speed to keep them a little cool.Â
He ran a hand through his hair and frowned, gently nudging Sadie off as his bare feet hit the cold tiles and he walked over to the front door. He wasnât sure what he was expecting, but somehow the sight of Eden didnât completely surprise him.
She peered up at him and he blinked, hit with every memory of her in front of his door. The playful smile was replaced with a nervous one, and she didnât jump into his arms for them to stumble inside the house this time, rather had her hands locked behind her back as she nervously shifted on her feet.
âUh - hi.â He mumbled, his chest pounding as Eden swallowed, âHey. I - uh⊠Jason said you spoke to him. Thought Iâd come say hi.â She shrugged.
âJason.â Harry nodded, opening the door a bit wider, âYeah.â He then let out a sharp breath, shaking his head, âItâs⊠itâs good to see you.â
Eden wanted to roll her eyes but settled on another small smile, âMhm. You too.â She had questions burning on her tongue but swallowed them all back. She didnât want to give Harry the satisfaction. Her eyes glanced inside the house longingly. She did always love this house.Â
She remembered the paint stains on her skin after transforming that horrendous gray wall in the hallway. Eden wondered if her plants got taken care of once she left, or if Harry let them wilt and die.
A gentle bark from inside the house made her brows raise and a small smile played on her lips. Harry glanced over his shoulder before clearing his throat, âYou wanna see the dogs?â He questioned.
Eden knew it was dangerous territory to get inside of his house. Harry was charismatic and somehow had such a huge amount of power over her, Eden found it hard to explain. She had her boyfriend next door and was supposed to only quickly say hi to Harry to avoid any awkwardness later on - but she found herself nodding at his question, âSure.â
Harry opened the door wider, biting his lip when Eden brushed past him and into the house. She wasnât hesitant when rounding corners and she moved through the furniture almost blindly. The smell of her perfume lingering behind her felt overwhelming to Harry, who leaned against the doorpost as he watched a brightly smiling Eden crouch down to greet Lola.
Both dogs excitedly wagged their tails and circled around Eden, booping her over and over again as she giggled, âHi, girls.â She whispered, âHi. Did you miss me?â She spoke in a little baby voice and Harry couldnât stop the smile from spreading on his lips, âI think they did.â
Eden flicked her eyes to the side, swallowing as Harry watched her. She got up her feet again and Harry cleared his throat, âSadie got sick actually, yesterday. She licked a bar of soap and started throwing up. Took her to the vet.â He wasnât sure why he told that random story, maybe to break the silence. It felt nerve-wracking to have Eden in the room with him.Â
There was tension. He wanted to walk up to her and kiss her and drag her upstairs to claim her again, but Eden had her guard up. He could sense it from a fucking mile away.Â
âRight.â She breathed, swallowing away the lump in her throat. Eden glanced to the side to see the dead plants. Her fingers trembled a bit but she tried to play it so fucking cool. Harry didnât deserve to see her suffer. It was almost as if Eden didnât realize how hurt and angry she actually was until she saw him. Until he acted so fucking casual.
âYou wanna drink something?â He suggested, breaking the silence.
Eden wanted to laugh. She shook her head before tilting it to the side, âThink a glass of wine will get me back in your bed?â
Harryâs brows raised at her blunt words. He knew Eden didnât bite her tongue. He knew she was sharp and witty and always had a response. His shoulders tensed a bit, âNo.â He mumbled, âThatâs not⊠thatâs not what I was trying to do.â It was.
Eden huffed softly, âRight.â
Harry frowned a little, âIs there⊠do you have some problem with me?â
âMe?â Eden raised her brows, âNope.â She lied, âLook, I just wanted to come over and say hi. It felt weird that you spoke to Jason before speaking to me.â She tried to exit the house again but Harry blocked her and Eden had a fiery look in her eyes as she looked up at him, âIâd really like for you to leave us alone.â
Fuck, Eden tried to keep her cool but she couldnât. She was two seconds away from completely exploding. All the emotions she had tucked away for months in a row, came back in full force. She never got to tell him. She never told him how it felt for her, how she coped, how she hurt. Harry had no fucking clue.
Harry gave her a puzzled look. He almost wasnât sure if she was joking or not, âI-I am. Leaving you alone.â He shrugged, âYou came knocking on my door.â It was childish and he knew it and Eden rolled her eyes. His chest tightened. He loved it when she did that. When she got so fucking bratty. Usually she did it because she was so passionate about a certain topic they got into a heated discussion.
Harry loved riling her up just for the sake of punishing her later on. And Eden loved it too. It was a bit of a toxic game they had going on. But now, Eden was pissed.Â
âYou chose your moment, hm?â She challenged, âSearching for Jason while I wasnât there.â
âI was walking my fucking dogs, Eden.â Harry gritted through his teeth. God, he didnât expect it to turn out this way, âPublic street.â
âShould I have thrown pebbles at your window the evening you arrived, hm? While you were blowing that twat?!â The words were out before he realized it and Edenâs eyes widened in surprise. Her cheeks turned hot as she took a step back, âWhat?!â
Harry clenched his jaw and bit his tongue as he grumbled under his breath and Eden huffed out sharply, âFucking hell - you saw me?!â
âClose your blinds!â
Eden gasped, âThen donât fucking look! Oh my god!â She shook her head in disbelief, âYou fucking pervert.â
Harry put his hands on his hips as he exhaled sharp breaths, swallowing, âI-I couldnât not look. You were right there. I didnât expect to fucking see you.â
Eden balled her fists, refraining herself from shoving him, âYou have lost your fucking rights to spy on me through my window, Harry.â She bitterly spoke, âAnd I honestly didnât think youâd even care.â She added the final bit in a mumble.Â
Harry closed his jaw, lowering his gaze, âWhy would I not care?â
âBecause you fucking ghosted me.â Edenâs voice dangerously wobbled and she recomposed herself, taking a deep breath, âYou donât have the right.â She spoke, shaking her head, âJust⊠leave me and my boyfriend alone.â
She brushed past him this time, knocking her shoulder into Harryâs arm as she left the house. Eden ignored the whining of his dogs and only let a few tears fall once she was out on the street. Her heart hammered and she was crying out of sheer, sheer frustration.
The fucking nerve he had.
Eden hadnât even thought twice when leaving the blinds open as she was on her knees for Jason. Her thoughts werenât with Harry, but with her boyfriend. And he watched her. He couldnât have seen much, but it felt too intimate for Eden. He was too close, again.
She felt vile, knowing Harry had watched her. It struck a nerve with her, but Eden felt just a tad bit better about herself when she realized it apparently struck a nerve with Harry too. He sounded jealous. And Eden knew it sounded petty, but she was kind of glad she could hurt him back, even if it was in the worst way.
Her rage died down once Eden walked back into the house to find a smiling Jason on the couch, âHey.â He got up his feet, âHowâd it go?â
âFine.â Eden breathed before she pressed a small kiss to his lips, âHe wonât bother us.â
Jason had a puzzled look in his face as his thumb stroked the nape of Edenâs neck. He looked like he wanted to ask more, but didnât. Eden closed her eyes and kissed him again, determined to turn this into a great vacation with her boyfriend.
***
Harry felt miserable.
He peered out his front window, Lola circling around his leg as he held the toy he had throwing back and forth for her, in his hand.
His eyes were on Eden and Jason, who were loading up the car for another little day trip.
He heard Edenâs playful giggle and it made his skin crawl. The wind played with the short hem of her sundress and even got a glimpse of her underwear as she lifted her arms to pull Jason in for a kiss.
His stomach turned watching her be so happy with someone else. Jason gently patted her ass, whereas Harry wouldâve grabbed it. Jasonâs hand rested on the nape of Edenâs neck as she got behind the wheel to drive, whereas Harryâs hand wouldâve been between her thighs to tease her during the drive.
And so Harry had a crisis that day. An existential crisis.
In all his impulsivity, he even looked up apartments or houses in London. He closed the website again after about thirty minutes, telling himself he was being ridiculous. Uprooting his life for a girl who was taken and told him to leave her alone? Pathetic.
He got back to scrolling on the dating apps but that lasted for just a few minutes. His mind constantly drifted to Eden. How she made him feel so light. He had to get used to her bubbly, bratty personality. But Eden was a sweetheart and sheâd walk through fire for the people she cared about. She was passionate, fiery, and unapologetically honest.Â
And he was a fucking coward.
He let her slip away. Eden presented herself on a silver platter for him but Harry turned her down. And he fucking missed her so much. His life had been so dull without her. Harry had always liked being alone. His life here was secluded. He had a few friends who came to stay every once in a while, but lost touch with a lot of people he left behind in Britain. Harry wasnât⊠the best at keeping in touch. Contact just fizzled out, friendships disappeared.Â
He was close to his mum but didnât see her a lot. His sister called sometimes but she had a family and was busy. Harry didnât have an important ex-wife or kids, so he was just by himself a lot. And it had never felt as lonely as it did when he watched Eden drive away with Jason and not him.
He swallowed thickly, reminded of the little getaways they did the year before. Eden in the passenger seat, kissing on his neck and unbuttoning his shirt as the wind played with her hair and she whispered things in his ear, so filthy to the point Harry pulled over on a remote road and yanked her on his lap for a quickie.Â
They had fun, last summer. Once the elastic snapped, they had fun like Harry had never had before. And he fooled himself into thinking it was just sex. It wasnât.
Harry knew he could either walk around, brooding all day, or he could do something. And so he opened up the dating app again and texted back one of the women who tried to hit him up over the past few weeks.Â
She was Italian and beautiful, and responded right away, agreeing to a date that same evening. Harry tried to ease his mind, knowing heâd have company tonight. Who knew, she could be the love of his life.
Itâs what he told himself when he drove off into town to meet up with her. And low and behold, the date was fun. Fun enough that she agreed to come back to his place afterwards for a drink and to meet his dogs.
Eden felt alerted when she heard the engines pulling up on the road as her and Jason laid in bed watching a movie. The window was open for fresh air and his fingers played with her hair as they watched a very pixelated version of some action movie that Jason wanted to see. Eden had to admit she dozed off every once in a while.
She felt like toast after lounging on the beach today, and surprisingly, the doing nothing tired her out.Â
Eden yawned as she got up, frowning slightly when she noticed two cars pulling up into Harryâs driveway. She recognized his cabrio but the white car next to his was unknown to her. Her stomach dropped into her ass when she saw a beautiful brunette walking out. Harry had a charming smile on his lips as he guided her towards the front door.
âEverything okay?â Jason checked. Eden swallowed, âMhm.â She smiled, âEverythingâs fine.â
She felt hot, opening up the window all the way in hopes of cooling down a bit. Harry brought home another woman. Eden tried not to think of how often that had probably happened in the past year. Perhaps he even did it while they were still calling and texting.
Hiking her leg up over Jasonâs hips, Eden peppered gentle kisses over his jaw. He raised his brows as he turned his head with a knowing smirk, and Eden bit her lip before their lips met and the movie was forgotten.
âAnd this is my bedroom.â Harry spoke in Italian as he guided the woman through his house. Eva was gorgeous and she smiled as her heeled feet took her through his bedroom, inspecting some of the books on his tv-stand, âHai una bella casa.â She complimented.
He smiled and nodded, âSĂŹ, mi piace qui.â
His eye caught the brightness in Edenâs bedroom through his window, and he softly cleared his throat as he walked up to Eva. She didnât seem very surprised when he put his hands on her hips and nudged her back into the windowsill. The breeze played with her hair, Harryâs window on a crack.
He tested the waters, nerves creeping up in his body. He hadnât done this in a while. His nose bumped Evaâs before he carefully kissed her. She reciprocated easily, fingers sliding up his shoulders as their lips touched.
She leaned back against the windowsill as the kiss slowly grew a bit heavier, and then Harry froze.
Because he heard it. He heard her. A soft moan filled his ear and it came from a distance. It came from Eden. His eyes snapped open and his body went rigid, alerting Eva. She frowned a little bit in confusion, âTutto ok?â She asked and Harry quickly nodded, clearing his throat before he kissed her again.
He knew the way Eden sounded. He knew she wasnât particularly loud, she wasnât a screamer. Harry knew these were the sounds she made when she was enjoying herself. And it was Jasonâs doing, not his. The only salvation he felt was knowing she used to be noisier with him. She used to gasp and sob and whimper, which she didnât do now. Eden softly moaned and Harry kept his eyes on the window as he kissed Eva. Part of him expected Eden to pop up in front of her window any moment now, but he saw nothing but shadows on the walls.
He imagined her on her back with her legs locked around Jasonâs head as he had his tongue on her.Â
Harry sighed out through his nose, deepening the kiss with Eva and attempting to block out Edenâs moans. But he couldnât stop listening either. How fucking convenient that Eden left her window wide open while she was fucking her boyfriend.
Almost too convenient, right? Harry couldnât help but think she did it on purpose to get a rise out of him. Wanting him to leave her alone and then pulling this move.
A shaky squeak escaped Eden and Harryâs hand grabbed Evaâs ass, pushing his hips against hers. Eva moaned out and their kiss broke shortly, âShh.â Harry shushed her, resuming their kissing. He needed Eva quiet so he could hear Eden.
And he heard her. He heard her giggling, the shadows on the walls moving and he heard the unmistakable creak of the bed. He heard the familiar gasp she let out when she got filled, and Harryâs stomach turned when he knew Jason was inside of her.Â
It was confirmed when he heard skin slapping against skin, Edenâs delicate whimpers accompanied by panting breaths from the guy fucking her.
Harryâs fingers dug into Evaâs skin as he only kissed her harder and harder, and his bulge grew and pressed into the soft of her covered tummy. But it wasnât due to her. Sure, she was beautiful, she was nice and they had fun. But listening to Eden moaning so sweetly made Harry have a physical reaction he didnât expect.Â
He was even scared to blink, so desperate to get a glimpse of Eden, to know what she was doing, to know how her face scrunched up or how her eyes watered or how she bit her lip.
Her moans grew a bit higher and sharper and Harry groaned under his breath, the sound swallowed by Eva when Eden unmistakably came.
It was Eva this time who pulled away, her cheeks a bit pink. She let out an uncomfortable chuckle and glanced over her shoulder to Edenâs open window, âĂ un poâ inquietante, non Ăš vero?â She commented on the noises coming out of Edenâs room.
Harry swallowed, his hard-on trapped in his pants and his breathing came out in sharp puffs. He felt sick. âMi dispiace.â He murmured the apology as he let go of Eva and took a few steps back. Harry ran a hand through his hair, âI canât do this. N-Non posso farlo.â
Eva looked at him in confusion but Harry sat down on the edge of his bed, burying his face in his hands. It was quiet for a few minutes until Evaâs footsteps walked past him and then downstairs. He stayed in his bedroom until the front door slammed and he heard her engine.
And he was alone again. He sniffled once in misery, lifting his head as he ran his hands over his face and tiredly got up his feet. Standing in front of his window to close it, he glanced up to see Eden. She didnât notice him, one hand holding the sheet around her chest to cover herself up and her other hand grabbing the handle of the window to close it.
Their eyes locked as both went to close their window and Eden froze for a moment, seeing the pained look in Harryâs face. Her cheeks flushed at the thought he mightâve heard or seen something. Without giving him another glance, Eden closed the window and closed the blinds.
It was safe to say Harry still felt miserable the next day. He was sure Eden would think it was too convenient that he went on a jog the same moment she did. She stepped outside early in the morning the next day, wearing a sportâs bra and shorts to brave the heat even that early on in the day.
Glancing to her side, Harry also left his house, wearing a tanktop and shorts. He had a clip in his hair and headphones on, glancing to his side to see her looking back at him. Eden rolled her eyes and shook her head. Tightening her ponytail, she started her jog and ran past him without giving him a look. Going down the hill, Harry pressed his lips together before he followed behind her.
He tried to keep a distance, but he was still running rather close to her. And Eden felt agitated. About halfway down the hill, she briskly turned around while panting, âWill you stop that?!â She snapped.
Harry frowned as he yanked the headphones off, âWhat?â He hadnât heard her through the music.
âRunning right behind me.â Eden clarified, âWill you stop that?â
Harry huffed, âLook, Iâm just going for a jog.â He shrugged, âGreat minds think alike, I suppose.â
âYou said youâd leave me alone.â Eden ran the back of her hand over her forehead to get rid of the sweat pearling at her hairline. The early sun lit her up, midriff heaving from the jog she had done thus far. Harry panted too, scoffing, âI am leaving you alone. But itâs a bit hard when I canât go to sleep without hearing you getting fucked by your twat of a boyfriend.â He bit.
Edenâs lips pressed together, âThat⊠Look, Iâm sorry. I-I forgot about the window.â
âSure.â Harry sneered, exhaling a humorless laugh. He felt blazing fire in his chest all of a sudden, so done with Edenâs allegations, âLike last year, hm? When you humped a pillow and pretended you didnât want me to see you?â
âStop.â Eden frowned, shaking her head, âDonât bring that up, that was a long time ago. Look, I apologized. It wonât happen again.â
âJust admit that you were trying to make me jealous.â
It was Edenâs turn to let out a bitter cackle, âExcuse me?! Iâd say youâre the one making me jealous, bringing home that woman.â
Harry felt a flash of pride welling up inside him that Eden noticed that. He fought the grin on his lips and instead bit his tongue. Eden glared at him, âBesides, why the fuck would I want to make you jealous?! You skipped me, remember?â
Harry shook his head to himself and silence fell between them. Eden swallowed, crossing her arms in front of her chest, âIâm with someone else now. You donât have⊠a claim over me anymore.â
âI miss you.â
Edenâs eyes widened and Harryâs shoulders dropped when the truth was finally out. After over a week of pining over her, here he was, spilling it all. He swallowed and shrugged, âI fucking miss you, Eden. I missed you. I-I was an idiot. And now youâre here and I know you missed me too, a-and I just want to go back what we were before.â
âAnd what exactly were we before?â Eden tried to keep her voice stern but it cracked as she challenged him with the question. Harry pressed his lips together, staring at his feet for a moment, âJust⊠us, I guess.â
Eden wanted to sigh at the words, because to her - they didnât mean anything.
âI have a boyfriend.â She spoke. It was a weak defense and Harry huffed, âYeah, I know.â
âJason is sweet. He⊠Heâs good to me.â
Harry chewed the inside of his cheek, âSo heâs a doormat? Jesus, Eden - I know what it is you need, and itâs not sweet.â
Eden shook her head, âYou donât know.â
âI do.â
She sharply flicked her eyes up, âYou donât. Stop saying that.â
Harryâs lip twitched up in a little smirk, âSee? There she is.â He took a step closer to her and Eden wanted to sink down her knees when Harry had to hardly use three words to get her wet and worked-up for him. She didnât even know what it was, just his⊠demeanor. The way he carried himself. He was an asshole but she couldnât help being so turned on by him.
Harryâs fingertip brushed her brow bone and Eden held her breath as Harry cooed her, âFeisty girl, hm? Youâre a brat, Eden. You wanna be put in place, you need it. You crave it.â
Eden pressed her lips together as Harry stepped even closer to her, dick coming to life in his pants when he could see every detail on her face. The darkness in her eyes, the freckles on her nose, the piercing scar at the top of her ear, the drop of sweat running down her chest. God, he wanted to lick it up. He swallowed thickly, âHeâs too sweet, Eden. You donât want sweet. You want a challenge. You like the chase, you like the fight. Must be boring, hm? To be with someone who gives in so easily? I bet he kisses the ground you walk on.â
Edenâs shoulders tensed as Harryâs fingers trailed down the side of her neck and followed the shape of her sportâs bra down the swells of her breasts. Goosebumps rose over her skin as he near tickled her, and Eden didnât move even an inch.
Harry fought his smirk at the reaction her body gave him. She was almost trembling.Â
âAnd I did too. I just made you work for it.â He mumbled.
âI followed you around like a puppy.â Eden exhaled, swallowing and Harry hummed, âAnd now he follows you around like a puppy. Howâs it feel, having a pussy sub for a boyfriend?â And Harry knew he took it too far. Eden frowned and took a step back, his touch disappearing, âH-Heâs not -â
âHeâs not?â Harry raised his brows, âI heard you yesterday, Eden. Donât lie to me. I could tell you were having a good time butâŠâ He stepped closer again, âI didnât hear you whining, or sobbing. I didnât hear spanking or spitting or slapping.â He listed. Eden lowered her eyes but Harry grabbed her chin, forcing her to stare up at him. She held her breath, feeling so dizzy with him this close, âHeâs a fucking boy, Eden.â Harry whispered, âThought you said you needed a real man?â
Edenâs brain turned foggy. She wanted to kiss him so bad. And drag him in the bushes and ride him until she passed out. The sexual tension between them was unmatched. It had been from the get-go. From the first time they spoke to each other with the barrier of the garden fence between them.
Harryâs voice dropped to a whisper, âI think heâs merely dipping his toe in the garden of Eden, isnât he?â His tone was velvety smooth and Eden fought for a breath. She nearly leaned in and Harry noticed, letting go of her chin yet gently wrapping his hand around her throat, âPlace of pleasure and delight.â He crooned, âAnd fuck, it is. And I wanna drown in it.â
Use me, Eden wanted to scream. Her body was frozen and Harry wouldnât act on it without her consent, so with a small bump of his nose against her and a very uncomfortable stiffy in his running shorts, he increased the distance between them again.
Eden was grateful for the hand around her throat, Harry almost holding her up or sheâd be a puddle on the floor.
âCome by tonight.â Harry gave her throat a gentle squeeze, making Eden softly gasp as her eyes fluttered. Her pussy clenched around nothing and she dryly swallowed, straightening up a bit. Harry let go of her throat and Eden took a breath, âI-I have a boyfriend.â She repeated.
Harry smirked, âDidnât I tell you to bring him?â
***
âA threesome?â Jason frowned at Eden.
Eden stood in front of the couch with her hands on her hips. She had a towel around her form, having just gotten out of the shower after her run. She found Jason downstairs, scrolling on his phone as the coffee ran in the kitchen.
She exhaled and adjusted the towel around her chest, âItâsâŠâ She sat down next to him, scooting close, âYou donât have to agree. You can say no.â
Jason didnât respond right away, the frown staying on his forehead and Eden nibbled her lip, hair dripping down her shoulders, âHe suggested it and told me to ask you. So⊠here I am. But I promise, if youâre not into it, you can say no. I wonât mind.â
Jason warily glanced at her, âAnd you wonât go fuck him behind my back?â He softly asked. Eden pressed her lips together and shook her head, âNo. Promise.â
He dropped his head back into the couch, âI mean, Iâve done it before.â He mumbled and Eden scooted closer still, âSo have I.â
âI just⊠I donât know him? And heâs your ex.â
âNot my ex.â She slightly corrected him, finding it an important nuance that her and Harry were never boyfriend and girlfriend. Jason swallowed as he looked at Eden, âYou know Iâm not the jealous type, Eden. I-Iâm not sure what the meaning is behind this.â
âIâm not trying to make you jealous.â She frowned, placing her hand on his thigh soothingly. Was that his worry? That he wouldnât freak out when Harry was inside of her? Eden didnât expect him to. She nibbled her lip again, âThereâs not really a meaning behind this. Sex with Harry was really good and itâd just be that for the three of us - sex.â
Jason seemed lost in thought, âI mean, Iâm open to it. Iâve never done it with one of the people involved being my partner.â He admitted, âItâs always been friends or strangers, makes it less⊠complicated.â
âI get that.â Eden nodded.
âI mean, youâre my girlfriend and heâs a guy Iâve spoken to only once. Not to mention heâs ten years older.â
Eden swallowed, âHeâs not like⊠a predator or anything.â
âNo, I know.â Jason mumbled before he locked eyes with Eden again, âSo he basically wants to sleep with you, but since youâre taken⊠Iâm the bonus?â He had a slightly joking hint to his tone and Edenâs lips curled up into a smile as she chuckled, âBasically, yeah.â
Jason shakily exhaled, shaking his head softly, âDonât know how you all put us under your spell, E. Seriously.â
Edenâs chest fluttered when she felt Jason giving in. He flicked his eyes up to her again, âIâm not just an extra bonus for you, am I? I wonât just be there for shits and giggles?â
âNo.â Eden immediately shook her head, âI promise.â She scooted even closer, âI like you so much, Jason. Youâre so sweet.â Her hand cupped his jaw, much like Harry had done to her during their jog. Eden had no idea that going for a run in the morning would turn to this. An altercation with Harry, him basically making her cum with just a brush of his fingers over her skin, and her asking Jason if heâs down for a threesome.
âYouâd both be there for me.â She whispered softly. Jasonâs lip twitched up in a small grin, âYeah?â
âMhm.â
Jason turned to face Eden, âSo, whatâs he like?â He curiously asked, âLike⊠Iâm more of a sub, I think. Like you said, Iâm sweet. A-And I think you know that Iâm sweet in every sense of the word.â He murmured.
Eden shot him a small smile, âIâm sure Harry can dominate enough for the three of us.â
Jason shot her a faint smile and then nodded, âOkay. If youâre comfortable with the two of us, I am too.â
âDonât just do it for me.â Eden exhaled and Jason chuckled, âIâm not. You know Iâm open to that. Weâre a couple, but weâre open with each other. Iâm cool with it.â
Eden bit her lip and bashfully smiled, her skin heating at the thought. Harry, Jason and her. She hated how her thoughts immediately drifted to Harry. God, he could get her off with the flick of his thumb over her clit. She was reminded of that one time he did nothing but rub circles on her clit while whispering dirty Italian talk in her ear. She came so hard she almost passed out.
A shudder wrecked her body and Jason cocked up a brow, huffing out a chuckle, âI take it youâre cool with it too.â
âYeah.â Eden giggled, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to his lips, âAnd about not really knowing him⊠Harry invited us to spend the day around his pool.â She softly shrugged.
Jason raised his brows, âReally? Thatâs nice.â
âHm.â Eden nodded, âSo⊠Iâd say we have breakfast and get ready, and then we can head over.â She shrugged softly. Jason smiled and nodded, squeezing her thigh, âSounds good.â
Harry was in the house next door, pacing around his kitchen. The heads of Sadie and Lola followed his every move as he had his hands in his hair, wondering what the fuck he had just done. He wanted Eden so bad. So fucking pathetically bad that heâd willingly bring her boyfriend in the mix.
Harry was no stranger to a threesome or an adventurous night with a man. He had done it before, he was quite fluid in that department, but he had never done that with someone he had feelings for.
He just knew itâd be worth it, but he was being blinded by lust. And that lust was just the top layer, while there was so much more underneath that. An array of feelings for Eden. So strong and romantic his heart pulsed in his chest at the thought of her smile.Â
Harry didnât know what kind of guy Jason was. He was good-looking, obviously. And Eden said he was sweet. Too sweet for her, Harry thought. But that wasnât his problem. Eden would very soon figure out that Jason was not what she wanted at all. But Harry just needed a chance to show her. If his feelings about Jason were correct, heâd agree to a threesome just to make Eden happy.
He followed her around, just like Eden followed Harry around. It pained him when she said that, because even though that was their dynamic at first, Harry could argue that Eden had way more power over him than the other way around. And he didnât necessarily want this power either. Maybe in their sex life, it was a fun dynamic, but in real life, he wanted to be equals. Partners.
âJesus.â Harry mumbled to himself when he realized how fucking whipped he sounded. But he was past that point. He was past fooling his brain that he was doing himself a favor by ghosting her. He craved her like a flower craving a drop of rain. And she was so close.
He wasnât entirely surprised when the door rang about an hour later. Harry had been lounging around in swimming shorts and a linen shirt, bucket hat on his head to protect himself from the sun as the dogs were outside in the shade.
Opening the front door, he was met with Eden in a white, flowy dress and Jason standing behind her and sending him a slightly nervous smile.
âHi.â Eden breathed, glancing at Jason over her shoulder, âWe - uh⊠weâre here.â
âI can see that.â Harry chuckled, even if his heart beat overtime. He opened up the door wider, âCome on in.â
Eden strutted past him as Jason made a small stop, shaking Harryâs hand in a greeting, âHey, man.â
âHey, make yourself at home.â Harry nodded. Eden was right. Jason was kind. He could see it throughout the afternoon. Jason doted over Eden like no one else. They constantly laid whispering and giggling together while Harry observed. Whenever Eden took a dip in the pool, Jason came with her. He carried her around the water as she had her thighs locked around his hips and they exchanged kisses.
And Harry couldnât remember why he thought this was a good idea. A raging pit of jealousy had nestled itself in his tummy as he watched the pair. His Eden. It had been another thing to hear her getting fucked, but it was another level of painful to see her be so romantic with someone that wasnât him.
Eden insisted on making them a little lunch. Harry wasnât worried when Eden claimed to know where everything in the kitchen was. Him and Jason stayed outside on the sunbeds as the crickets filled the silence and the sun was high up in the air.
âSoâŠâ Jason broke the silence and Harry softly opened his eyes that had dropped close, almost dozing off into a nap. He turned his head to see Jason, a small smirk on his lips, âSo.â Harry mimicked.
Jason chuckled, âYou and me and Eden, huh?â
âIt appears so.â Harry nodded with a smirk. Jason exhaled a breath, âAre you comfortable with that?â
âI am.â Harry spoke without missing a beat, âAre you?â
âYep.â
Harry pressed his lips together, just a small part of him wishing Jason would back out. âI mean, I think weâd both be there for Eden.â
âYeah, I think so too.â Jason agreed, âIâm not sure if weâre⊠you know.â
âWell, I for sure wouldnât mind.â Harry wasnât lying and Jason smirked back, âNeither would I.â
But then, Eden reappeared from inside. She wore a dark green two-piece and immediately, both men stared at her, no longer having any interest in one another. Eden felt stupidly gorgeous as they both gawked at her. She made it into a little show, putting the plates down while pressing her tits together and arching her back.
âNo drooling.â She teased cheekily. Jason chuckled and Harry licked his lip, âYou look delicious.â
âWhat?â
âThe food.â He corrected himself with a smirk, âThe food looks delicious. Thanks.â
âYouâre welcome.â Eden winked and Harryâs stomach did a flip. He despised himself.
The three of them ate and Eden then took another dip in the pool. When Harry glanced at Jason to see that he was not following her in, the two of them locked eyes. Jason gave him the smallest of nods and Harry swallowed, shrugging off his linen shirt before following Eden into the pool after silently receiving Jasonâs permission.
Eden resurfaced after diving in, seeing Harry make his way down the steps. The breath got knocked out of her lungs at the sight of his chiseled, tattooed body. He was so gorgeous she felt her pussy clenching around nothing. Every inch of his body brought back memories.
His mouth, his fingers, his thighs. The fucking tiger tattoo. The butterfly that was covered in her arousal more times than she could count. His neck that used to be littered in hickeys. His hair that she loved to pull when he had his tongue between her thighs.Â
Eden exhaled a shaky breath as Harry took a small dive and resurfaced, pushing his wet hair away from his forehead. His smirk made her want to moan and Eden stayed still in the shallow end, the water reaching below her breasts as Harry swam over to her.
âThink you need another layer of sunscreen.â He rasped, eyes drawn to her chest, âYouâre looking a little burned.â
âOh.â Eden glanced down too before nodding, âYeah, maybe.â
Harry and her stared at one another for a bit, both aware of Jasonâs eyes on them. Eden took a breath, âThank you for letting us stay over today.â
âThatâs fine. I love having you in my house.â Harry shrugged.
Eden nibbled her lip, âHarry⊠what today is, and what tonight will be⊠it doesnât change anything, okay? Itâs just sex.â
âYeah.â He lied, âJust sex.â
Eden narrowed her eyes, âI mean it.â
Harry huffed out a chuckle, âMe too.â He swam closer to her, both in the shallow end of the pool now. His hands easily found her underneath the surface of the water and Eden choked on a breath when his hands were around her midsection to easily tug her into his body.Â
She trembled, goosebumps rising over her skin. She hadnât been touched by him in so long. Large hands easily knew their way around her form as Harry spun her around, her back pressed to his chest. Her hands found the edge of the pool as she stared into Jasonâs eyes, Harry standing behind her.
His nose ran along her shoulder, âSo tonightâŠâ He murmured.
âMhm.â Eden swallowed, âTonight.â
She shuddered when Harry pressed a kiss so light to her shoulder she couldâve imagined it. Jason watched along as Harry pressed Eden a bit further into the side of the pool, dick hardening in his swimming shorts and pressing against her ass.
âHow do you still like it?â Harry whispered.
Eden leaned back into him as she panted out, âL-Like I used to.â
âYeah?â His voice dripped honey. His hands circled around her tummy and Eden arched as Harry kissed the side of her neck, âYou still like it when Iâm so deep inside you it almost hurts?â
âShit.â Eden whimpered, leaning back further into him, head dropping down onto his shoulder. She kept her eyes locked with Jasonâs, who watched the interaction. Harry glanced at him too, âIs he as big as me?â
âNo.â She breathed. Harry hummed, âShame. Does he get to fuck your ass?â
Eden swallowed, âUh-huh.â
âDoes he slap you? Bite you? Spank you? Choke you?â Harryâs one hand moved up to her throat and Edenâs eyes rolled back. His hips pushed against her ass, grinding his erection against her. This was a fucking dream, Harry thought. This couldnât be real.Â
Eden fought for a breath, âW-When I ask him to.â
âShame again.â Harry whispered, âNo need to worry, baby. I know just how you like it. Does he make you squirt?â
No. Eden wanted to say but she nibbled her lip, âSometimes.â
âRagazza dolce.â Harry murmured. It sounded sweet, but it had a condescending tone. He smirked against her skin, âLying for him⊠you must really like him, hm?â
Eden sighed out, turning her head slightly. Harry pressed a kiss to her temple, âMissed you so fucking much. No one feels like you do.â
Her knuckles turned white as they gripped the edge of the pool, water sploshing around them. Harryâs lips feathered down the column of her throat and over her sunkissed shoulder, âCanât want to be inside you tonight. Feel you cream and squirt all over me, fucking hell.â He rutted his hips forward tonight.
âWhere do you want me tonight, hm?â Harry rasped, his hand released her throat as it slipped down her abdomen. Edenâs eyes shot open, her tummy clenching as his fingers found the waistband of her bikini bottoms underneath the water. Harryâs breathing puffed against her skin as he wanted to cup her cunt underneath the water, but Edenâs hand tightly clasped around his wrist before he could touch her.
She panted out and Harry chuckled into her skin, kissing below her ear, âWhatâs the matter? Donât tell me he turned you into a good girl, hm?â
Eden couldnât think straight as Harry peppered kisses on her skin, going back to holding onto her waist as he grinded into her ass, âRemember when I ate you out on the edge of the pool?â He mused.
Edenâs eyes fluttered as she felt his hard length pressing into her and Harry bit the lobe of her ear, âEden.â He reprimanded, âDo you remember?â
âYes.â She swallowed, âYes, I remember.â
âGood. You were always such a sweet little slut for me. Letting me use you however I wanted. Just needed me to take care of you, hm?â
âOh my god.â She whimpered. Harry wanted to pump his fists in the air. He had her in the palm of his hand. He cooed her condescendingly, âSo easy to ruin you. So easy to use you. Just have to whisper in your ear and youâre almost begging to choke on my cock.â
One of Edenâs hands flew behind her, gripping onto the back of Harryâs neck. He groaned softly, flicking his eyes up to lock eyes with Jason, who was still looking. Eden rolled her ass back against Harry as she panted out, dry humping him.
Harry smirked, letting go of inhibitions as he slipped his fingers underneath the triangles covering Edenâs tits, cupping her chest and giving a squeeze. The perfect handful for him. Eden gasped and arched more, providing him pressure and Harry licked the hinge of her jaw. Every dirty memory entered his brain. He remembered it all, every second he spent with her.Â
âGonna fuck you so good tonight.â He promised, âMake you feel what youâve been missing, hm? Such a whore for my cock.âÂ
âHarryâŠâ Eden whimpered and Harry grunted, âFuck.â
The shadow of Jason looming over them made Harry and Eden both open their eyes. Jason stared down at her, panting and gasping as Harry grinded into her ass from behind, her head lulled back, her eyes hazy, her mouth open. His lip twitched up in a smirk, matching Harryâs. Harry latched his lips onto Edenâs neck, tugging her back into the pool to allow Jason room to join them.
He was hard in his shorts, Harry could tell. Edenâs breaths shortened when she locked eyes with Jason, who pressed himself against her front. She was smushed between both men and Jason wasted no time in cupping her ass, tugging her hips into him as he kissed her. Harry kept up the grinding against her backside, watching as Edenâs tongue slipped out to lick into Jasonâs mouth.
His jealousy raged throughout his entire body and Harry grabbed her throat again, harder this time until Eden choked on a breath. She broke the kiss with a moan, tugging Harryâs hair as he had one hand around her throat and the other on her breast.Â
âPlease.â Eden panted, âP-Please.âÂ
Jason chuckled, shortly locking eyes with Harry. Harry played with her nipple, squeezing her throat as Jason slipped his fingers into the front of her bikini bottoms. Eden squeaked when he touched her. Jason dipped his head, surprising Harry with a sudden kiss. Harry choked Eden harder, eyes fluttering as Jason kissed him while fingering Eden. Edenâs eyes watered when Jason tapped into her g-spot, finding her so slick after Harry worked her up all the way.
It only took about a minute for her to reach her peak, spasming in Harryâs arms. The kiss between Harry and Jason broke as Harry rutted his hips into Edenâs ass, feeling as she arched and shivered in the aftermath of her orgasm.
He wanted to laugh when Jason gently shushed her, slipping his fingers from her pussy. Harry wondered how many fingers he used, if he pushed Eden to the brink. If it were him, he wouldâve edged her a few times and overstimulated her until she was crying. Eden blinked a few times as the waves of pleasure subsided.
Jason looked rather pleased with himself, Edenâs legs locked around his waist. His fingers gently pulled her bikini top back in place, one of Harryâs hands still cupping one of her breasts as he kept her pulled back by her throat.
Harry moaned, forcing Edenâs head to turn as he pressed his lips on hers.
Eden froze, immediately pulling back in shock. Harry chased her, pressing another small kiss to her plump bottom lip but Eden gasped and violently moved out of his grip. Jason seemed surprised at her rejection and Harry frowned, âW-â His hands slipped from Eden as she seemingly panicked, staring at him with wide eyes and a heaving chest.Â
Jason flicked his eyes between the two in confusion and Harry stared at Eden, who stared at him in shock.
âEden?â Harry checked and she straightened up, fixing her bikini as she shook her head, âI-I canât do this.â She hurried out of the pool, leaving puddles of water behind her as she disappeared inside of the house, leaving both men in the pool.
***
Eden was pacing around Harryâs bedroom. She had no idea why this is the place she chose to have her panic attack, but somehow it comforted her. She saw the bed she spent most of the past summer in, curled around his body.
Her lips still tingled. Not from her orgasm, but from that fucking kiss. She hadnât expected him to kiss her. Somehow it felt far more intimate than him grinding his dick against her skin or him touching her tits. It felt⊠delicate. Vulnerable. And it brought back feelings that Eden had tried to get over.
The warm air inside the house had caused her bikini to dry and Eden yanked one of Harryâs shirts out of his closet to put it on and cover herself up a bit. She had a lump in her throat. Eden softly dropped down on the duvet of Harryâs bed, rolling around on her side until her fingers felt the sheets. She was catapulted back to waking up in here with him snoring into her neck. It had all felt so domestic.
She sniffled once until she heard footsteps, and Eden straightened up. She had expected it to be Jason, but Harry appeared in the doorway. He also covered up with a shirt and his hair was drying curly after being in the pool.
He had a frown on his forehead, âAre you okay? Did I hurt you? Or did he?â He asked in a slight panic.
Eden wiped underneath her eyes and Harryâs heart cracked, taking in her broken state. Eden rolled her lips inside her mouth, almost to keep herself from breaking down further, âIâm okay.â She rasped.
âYou donât look okay.â
She almost huffed, sniffling, âI-I just donât wanna go through with it anymore. I wanna go home.â
Harry nibbled his lip, leaning against the doorpost, âAre⊠Are you sure?â He checked.
Eden got up her feet, âYeah.â She breathed, âSorry, you donât get to fuck me today.â Her voice took a bitter turn as she was ready to strut past him, but Harry grabbed her arm with a frown on his face, âYou think thatâs what this was about?â
âWhat else was it about?â Eden shrugged, her voice sounding scratchy. She shrugged her arm out of his grip, âYouâre horny, said youâve been missing me and the way we used to be. And what we used to be, were two people fucking around the clock. Youâre not that hard to figure out, Harry. You just wanted to get in my pants.â
âI did miss you.â He exhaled, âFor far more than sex. You have to know that.â
âHow could I know that?!â Eden couldnât stop herself as she angrily shoved against his shoulders. Even though Harry hardly budged, his brows raised in surprise when tears streamed down Edenâs cheeks, âYou kissed me! You fucking kissed me.â
He opened his mouth to speak but she shook her head, bottom lip wobbling, âYou broke my heart.â Her voice cracked and Harryâs stomach dropped. Eden shuddered a bit, shoulders dropping as she stood wobbly in his familiar bedroom, âYou ghosted me.â She muttered, âDo you have any idea how painful that was? A-And now you just⊠you wanna pretend nothing ever happened?â
âYou agreed.â Harryâs tone was soft and Eden huffed, âYes, because I thought I was over you.â
Harry licked his lip, âAre you not?â He took a step closer to Eden and she took one back as she sniffled, âWell, Iâm crying in your bedroom, wearing your shirt after you kissed me. So no, Iâm not. Which is very fucking painful considering youâve been over me this entire time.â
âIâm not over you.â Harry frowned, âNot by a fucking long shot. I-Iâve been thinking of you all year. I didnât expect you to show up with a boyfriend. That broke my heart.â
âYou broke me first.â She bitterly spoke, âI donât believe a word you say. You didnât make any effort into making the long distance thing work.â
Harry ran a hand through his hair, âI thought I was doing you a favor.â
Eden stared at him and Harry casted his eyes down, âHonestly.â He murmured, âI-I didnât want you to be hung up on me. I felt like we had no future, that we had nothing in common. You wouldnât move here, I wouldnât move there⊠Iâm so much older than you. It was a summer thing a-and I felt like I had to let you go.â
He perhaps thought his words would soften Eden up, but if anything her face just darkened. He hadnât expected the second shove against his chest, stumbling back one step this time.
âYou coward.â Eden scoffed as more tears leaked from her eyes. Harry pressed his lips together and Eden shook her head in disbelief, âY-You donât get to just decide that for me. I donât need you to do me any fucking favors. And besides, ghosting me was best for me?! Didnât even have the fucking decency to have a conversation. Iâm a human with feelings and I deserved more. Just because youâre a fucking child doesnât mean you can treat me like I am too.â
âHey.â Harry frowned and Eden raised her brows, âWhat? Anything to say? Seriously, thatâs the most pathetic excuse Iâve ever heard. Doing me a favor? You hurt me! I asked you time and time again to visit me in London, you always declined. And not once did you ask me to visit you here.â
Harry frowned deeper, âI-Iâm - I mean, you couldâve just come over!â
âAnd show up unannounced?â Eden challenged. She pointed her finger at him sharply, âYou single-handedly decided to end something that involved the two of us. I had no say.â
Harry stared at the floor again, her words of pain seeping into his bones. And he knew she was right. He closed his eyes for a brief second, âYouâre right. And Iâm sorry. I-I went about it the wrong way, but please know that I cared about you so much. I had just as many feelings as you did. We fooled ourselves into thinking it was a summer-thing.â
Eden crossed her arms in front of her chest as she lowered her gaze. It was silent between them. The amount of information Eden just received, confused her greatly. For all these months, sheâd had no answers. And now she did, and it somehow didnât feel half as satisfying as she hoped it would.
âWhy did you suggest this threesome?â Eden softly asked.
Harry moved around, sitting down on the edge of the bed eventually. His fingers fiddled together, âBecause I wanted to be close to you. I know youâre devoted to him. And youâre right, he is nice. I still donât think heâs what you need, but heâs nice, like heâs a good guy.â Harry sincerely spoke, âI just missed you so much, and I craved you. Physically, yes, but also more than that. Just⊠spending time with you. Making you smile.â He stupidly shrugged before sighing out again, âI felt like it was the only way. I told myself itâd hurt me less to see you with him, than to not see you at all.â
Eden stared at him in disbelief and Harry licked his top lip, âWhich wasnât true. Iâm so fucking jealous and heâs so lucky, Eden. And I promise Iâll leave you alone from now on if he makes you happy. I let you go.â
âYou did.â
Harry swallowed, âI know.â
Eden weighed her words before flicking her eyes up, âI expected more from you.â She softly spoke, the lump in her throat very present. Harryâs shoulders dropped a tad at her words and Eden wiped underneath her eye again, âDoing anything long-distance requires work and effort, Harry. Just because we didnât see each other every single day and we had responsibilities, didnât mean I didnât still have feelings for you. It⊠It felt like a break-up.â
Harry felt the pressure behind his eyes and dared flicking his eyes up to Eden, forcing his lips to stop wobbling, âI was in love with you.â
âStop.â She whispered and he shook his head, chuckling bitterly, âNo, really. Like I tried to stop it. But I felt so empty when you left, like nothing made sense anymore. I looked for you in everyone, told myself itâd get better. But it didnât. Iâve been fucking miserable.â He reached for his phone, âHere.â He turned his screen, âSee how whipped youâve gotten me?â
Eden frowned as she took his phone, seeing the open tab on his internet-app which showed apartments in London. Her throat ran dry, âWhat is this?â
âWas looking to buy a place in London.â He mumbled, âSo I could be close to you.â
âAre you serious?â
âYep.â Harry popped the âpâ. âItâs quite pathetic.â
Eden stared at him, âI-I donât know what to say.â She rasped.
Harry was even too embarrassed to look at her. They stood in silence for a bit until Eden turned around and walked off. Harryâs shoulders lowered as he let out a shaky breath, âShit.â He cursed in defeat, dropping back down on his bed.
By the time he found the courage to get up, he glanced out his window to see Edenâs house quiet and unlit. He felt a punch to his stomach when he noticed the car being gone.
It was dark by the time he was alerted by headlights and the sound of tires on the gravel road. Sadie and Lola lifted their heads too, tails wagging as Harry peeled himself off of the leather couch. He had been sitting in silence this time, brooding. Heartbroken. It felt truly done with Eden now and it was like his heartbreak came around in full force at the realization. He had cried, he had showered, he had cleaned up outside after having Jason and Eden over.
He didnât know when Jason left. All he knew was when Eden left them both in the pool, both of them decided to give her some time first. They had sat outside in silence until Harry announced that he was going to look for her. Jason didnât stop him.
Harry was on his way to look out the window and see if maybe Eden and Jason had returned, but stopped when the bell rang.
He hurried to the front door, breathless once he opened it up. Eden stood in front of him, almost as nervous as she had been over a week prior when he saw her again after all this time.
âHey.â Harry rasped.
Eden exhaled a shaky breath, âI - uh⊠I drove Jason to the airport. We broke up.â
Harryâs brows raised, âOh?â
âYeah.â Eden nibbled her lip, hesitation flashing over her features, âCan I⊠I mean, have you had dinner? I-Iâm starving and I was wondering if⊠if maybe you wanted to eat together.â
Harry could hardly believe what he was hearing. He cleared his throat, legs wobbling a bit, âY-Yeah, sure. Uh - here? I have stuff in the fridge. We can whip something up.â
Eden carefully entered the house, not as confidently as she did at other times. Harry watched her like a hawk and when Eden had greeted the dogs and they were in the kitchen together, he could no longer keep it in, âWhat happened?â
Eden didnât seem very surprised at his question, âWe⊠We talked. I came home, he was already there. I told him what happened, what we talked about.â She popped herself up on the counter as she took a breath, and Harry leaned against the fridge opposite her.
âHe said he figured it out.â She shrugged, âThat there was still something going on between us. He⊠He wished me well, we hugged goodbye.â It hurt her to say it. Jason was just so nice. And she treated him so poorly. Even Harry felt for him, but he hadnât really expected any less. Jason basically worshiped Eden. He just wanted her to be happy, much like Harry.
âI had to tell him, it just wasnât fair. Wasnât fair to be with him when Iâm not over you.â She murmured.Â
Harryâs chest warmed but he hardly dared to be hopeful. He swallowed, âIâm not over you either.â
Eden watched the swing in her legs, her thoughts clouded. She glanced up at him, âDo you mean that?âÂ
Harry nodded before her question was even out, âYes, completely. And I know I was an asshole about it, thereâs no excuse. But I wanna be better.â He licked his lip, âSeeing you again⊠it brought everything back. And I donât wanna let you go a second time.â
Edenâs stomach clenched, âY-You donât?â
âI donât.â He repeated, flicking up his gaze, âAnd if you still want me⊠I wanna prove it to you.â
Eden felt only a bit stupid. Was she falling for his games again? Was this entire thing doomed? Was it all just words with no action?
Harry could see the wheels in her head spinning and approached her, placing his hands on the countertop next to her thighs, âEden,â He breathed, âIâm serious. Honestly. Youâre likeâŠâ He swallowed thickly, âmy favorite person. I missed you so fucking much.â
Her skin grew hot as Eden blinked at him, in disbelief of his words. He was so close. Harryâs eyes widened in surprise when Eden gently leaned in, their lips just brushing together. Her eyes fluttered shut at the gentle touch, thighs tensing as the air between them grew hot and thick.
Harry relaxed, leaning into Eden further as the kiss deepened. Her fingers found the sides of his button-up, tugging him into her further as she tilted her head to the side to allow him more access. Harry groaned from the back of his throat, cupping Edenâs cheeks. Her knees parted for him and a shudder ran down Harryâs spine when her tongue softly flicked against his bottom lip.
âShit.â He moaned, stroking his thumbs over her cheekbones, âYeah?â He nodded the question, flicking his eyes between both of hers, as if asking for confirmation that they were really doing this. That they were really giving it a shot, seriously this time.
Her kisses grew hungrier, hands tangled in his brown locks as Harry kicked the bedroom door shut and they both dropped on the bed. Eden hastily ripped Harryâs shirt off of his shoulders, tanned skin bulged around his muscles as he held himself up and Eden stroked her fingers over his biceps, taking him in.
Emotion flashed through Harryâs eyes as he laid between Edenâs parted thighs and they resumed their heavy kissing. He licked into her mouth, the plush of her lips brushing against his as he claimed her again. Eden kicked off her shoes and raked her blunt nails down his back, making him arch into her.Â
Eden locked her leg around his hip, flipping them over and Harry gladly let her. His back met the sheets as she scooted up on his lap, sitting on top of him. She yanked off the top she was wearing, revealing the dark green bikini underneath.
Harryâs eyes dropped to her chest, his fingers playing over her ribs and up to the triangles covering her up. He brushed his thumbs over where he knew her nipples were and reached his hand around her back, tugging on the knot to get the bikini off.Â
Harry could hardly contain himself when Eden sat topless on top of him, gently rocking her hips into his hard cock while catching her breath. She leaned down to kiss his muscular chest, her hands exploring him as she scooted herself down.
Harryâs eyes fluttered as he stared up at the ceiling, preparing himself to feel her lips and attempt to not cum down her throat. Eden gave the best blowjobs he had ever received. She was so filthy with it, not a care in the world as spit dribbled down her chin and she always allowed him to fuck her throat.
She could take him so deep heâd feel her nose against his tummy and she allowed him to cut off her airway until she was on the brink of passing out. Eden loved the pain. Her mouth watered when she sunk down the edge of the bed, Harryâs legs dangling over it. Eden hastily tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before tugging down Harryâs shorts. He panted out, âA-Are you sure?â Please say yes.
âYes.â Eden confirmed, âWanna taste you.â
Harry lazily smirked, humming as Edenâs hands closed around his throbbing cock. She used both to stroke him, and he didnât have to look at her to know she had a sick grin on her face at the precum blurting at his tip. He was hard as a rock, pulsing against her palm. Eden took her time in studying him, realizing he was just as she remembered. Just as big, thick and veiny as she remembered.
âI missed your dick so much.â She admitted, âSo, so much.â
âTake it.â Harry rasped, and Eden did. Her lips folded around his tip to give a hard suck that nearly had him coming right there. âFuck.â He gasped, nails digging into the sheets as Eden hummed at his taste.
She was impatient, sinking her mouth down on him and enveloping him while her tongue flicked in every direction. She held him in her throat, willing away her gags as her hand pumped the part she couldnât fit just yet. She hummed, clenching her thighs together. Eden loved giving head. Especially to Harry.
âFuck, cosĂŹ buono, cosĂŹ buono.â Harry breathlessly moaned, âDio mio.â
Eden moaned around him at his Italian cursing and her hand played with his balls as she bobbed up and down. Harry saw stars behind his closed eyelids, jaw dropping with strangled groans. He hadnât been stimulated like this in so fucking long. No one was her.
His eyes rolled back when Eden suckled his tip again, and Harryâs hips bucked up as his toes curled. She knew just how to work him. âS-Shit - EdenâŠâ He lowly groaned. Eden took a hold of his ankles, urging Harry to put his feet up on the bed as she stayed kneeled.
His heart violently hammered at what he thought she was about to do. And when Eden popped off and angled his cock up, Harry felt like he was in fucking heaven, âBaby,â He whimpered, âoh my god - please⊠p-please.â He begged pathetically and Eden hummed, âItâs okay.â Her voice sounded hoarse from the blowjob and she kissed the back of his thigh before working her tongue between his cheeks.
Harry threw his head back as he gripped his solid cock, stroking himself. Eden used her free hands to spread him and give herself more space to eat him out. Her tongue lapped over his rim, relaxing him.Â
âY-Youâre perfect.â Harry squeaked, pinching his eyes shut at the heavenly stimulation. Only Eden did this for him.Â
When Eden felt like Harry was close to his edge, she retrieved her touches, licking around her mouth for the excess saliva as he caught his breath. Eden wobbled on her legs when she hastily pulled down the skirt she wore, bikini bottoms webbing to her pussy due to her wetness.Â
She was fully naked, jumping back on the bed with Harry who immediately rolled them on their sides. It was all quick and hasty as their tongues tangled and he grabbed her thigh, rolling on top of her with her legs locked around his hips.Â
âCan I?â He panted breahtlessly, âPlease? Fuck - baby, I need to be inside you.â
âUh-huh.â Eden moaned, âIâm s-so ready.â
âHavenât prepped you.â Harry kissed her jaw and Eden felt nearly delirious with need, âNo need.â She breathed, âJ-Just fuck me.â
Harry didnât let her off that easy though. He hummed softly into her neck, planting gentle kisses over her skin as his hand moved between her legs. A low moan bubbled up his throat when he felt how wet she was. The mound of her pussy, the apex of her thighs, covered in her slick arousal. Her clit pulsed and Eden tried to keep the tears away, feeling so overwhelmed and sensitive.
Harry raised his head and let one of his hands slip behind her neck to hold her up a bit, âWant you to look at me,â He breathed, âwhen I slip inside you.â
Eden managed to nod, holding her breath. Harry pumped himself once, âCondom?â He briefly asked. He knew him and Eden never used one in the past. Eden was infertile and they only slept with one another.
She swallowed at his question, âY-You can choose.â She rasped, âI always used one with him. We never did it bare. Iâm clean.â Her words surprised him. She never did it bare with Jason? Eden had no chance of a pregnancy, so Harry wondered if she never really had that connection to Jason as she did with him.
But her letting him choose was also sort of the ultimate challenge for Harry. It was almost asking him if he was really serious about this, if they were really gonna go there. Harry quickly kissed her, âOkay. No condom.â
Eden smiled lightly, âNo condom.â She whispered. The smile was quickly wiped off her face when Harry dragged the tip of his cock through her sodden folds.
Edenâs lips parted desperately as she exhaled in a shaky breath, âYes,â She squeaked, âoh god - please.â
âYeah?â Harry cooed, âYâneed me? Open your legs.â
Eden tried to split her thighs wider and Harry shot her a stern look, âWider.â
She whined softly, allowing him more space. It was hard to think when Harryâs cockhead continued to brush into her pearled clit. Eden felt like she was about to fucking explode.
âThatâs it.â Harry praised, âThatâs so good. There we go. My little slut with her legs wide open for me, hm? La mia sporca puttana.â
Eden sputtered out a high-pitched moan when Harryâs tip popped between her walls. She was so hot and creamy, welcoming him greedily as he inched forward to fill her pussy. Eden clenched her jaw in pure satisfaction, eyes rolling back and a moan stuck in her throat.
Harry couldnât help but smirk at her ruined state, but his breathing turned shorter too the closer he got to filling her to the hilt. He grunted when his thighs touched hers, nestled so fucking deep inside her as her walls clamped around him.
Eden forgot what it felt like to feel so⊠full. In the best way. So full and fulfilled. Her hands locked around his shoulders in a death-grip as she puffed out sharp breaths, blinking a few times to remind herself where she was.
Harry reared back halfway before sinking back in and Eden gasped, âOh - Harry.â
âFuck, I know.â His voice sounded shaky, breathing against Edenâs lips, âI know, baby⊠Feels so good. So good.â
âUh-huh.â Eden whimpered, âM-Missed you like this.â
He pressed a kiss to her chin, âMe too, baby. Me too. I missed you so much.â He sharply thrusted, tip of his dick stroking right against Edenâs g-spot. She gasped shakily at the feeling, a tear leaking down her temple, âShit - youâre gonna make me cum so fast.â
Harry smirked, âYeah?â He thrusted again, gently squeezing the nape of her neck, âAre you gonna get wet all over me?â
Eden desperately clawed at his shoulders, âY-Yes.â She whispered, âOh my god, fuck.âÂ
Harry dropped his head in the crook of her neck, speeding up a bit. With Edenâs thighs around his hips, he took her in deep missionary. The bed rocked, their moans filling the room as Edenâs orgasm surprised her completely. She cried out, spasming underneath Harryâs body but he didnât let up, sharply slapping the outside of her thigh as he only screwed into her harder to get her further gone.
Eden mewled, on the brink of pain and pleasure as always with Harry. He was so big, stretching her so wide. But he knew her limits almost better than she knew them herself. Eden would never stop begging for more even if she couldnât handle it. Harry momentarily pulled out to stave off his own orgasm, allowing Eden time to come down as he kissed his way down her body.
Her thighs trembled, her pussy wet and puffy as he used his thumbs to spread her folds and anchored her legs over his shoulders to eat her out. Eden grabbed the pillow so hard she worried sheâd break her nails as she arched and gasped, the feeling of Harryâs tongue on her simply unmatched.
âYesâŠâ She slurred, âOh fuck, yes.â She bucked her hips back into him, Harryâs tongue sinfully slipping in and out of her before locking around her clit to give quick, sharp sucks until Eden near shoved his head away in overstimulation.Â
âCan you take more?â Harry wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he crawled back over her, dick rock hard still. Eden blinked at him as she swallowed, nodding, âMhm. Use me. Use me - please.â
It sounded like music to Harryâs ears. He growled from the back of his throat, tossing Eden around until she was on top of him. Not that she needed to get any ideas - Harry was in charge. He positioned her how he saw fit, splitting her thighs around his hips as he forced her to hold her hands behind her back and his free hand held her up by the chin.
âLook at youâŠâ He crooned, gathering spit behind his teeth before giving Eden a warning look. Her eyes fluttered as she let out a pathetic whimper, lips opening no further than an inch as Harry spat in her mouth, part of his saliva dripping down her lips.Â
âDirty slut.â He whispered, using his thumb to spread his spit around before slapping her cheek. Eden moaned at the sting, shuddering on top of him as she desperately tried to get him inside of her again. Edenâs cheek turned red and Harry felt more turned on than he could ever remember to be.Â
Harry grinded up against Edenâs wet pussy, smirking at the way her eyes rolled back at the small stimulation. She looked so ruined, but he loved it. And it was proof of how much she trusted him.
âYou want my cock?â Harry crooned, âSo desperate for it, arenât you? Youâd just let me do anythingâŠâ He gave her wrists a warning squeeze to hold them together without his help and Eden did so as his hand travelled lower on her back. He gave one of her ass cheeks a sharp slap and she gasped, grinding back against him. Harry moaned softly, âYouâd let me do anything, such a good cumslut, hm? Just want to be filled.â
âYes.â Eden croaked out shakily and her eyes closed when Harryâs fingers brushed over her rim. Eden keened, arching into him. They had done anal in the past and Eden absolutely loved it. The stretch felt unmatched and it could just get her so far gone. She loved the daze that came with it.
âWant me to fuck you here?â Harry whispered, heart pounding at the thought of slipping inside Edenâs tightest entrance. She mewled as he put pressure on the tight ring of muscles, teasing to push in a finger. Eden managed to nod, âY-Yes.â
The thought aroused Harry, his dick twitching, âLater, hm? Wanna fill up your cunt first. Bet your little pussy missed my cum.â He messily kissed her, licking over her lip before he slapped her ass again, urging Eden to lift up so she could sink down on him.Â
âWanna watch it drip.â Harryâs brain spun as he murmured all his filthy thoughts to Eden, who whimpered when she heard him. Her shoulders tensed as he took all control even with Eden on top of him. Harry immobilized her, holding a hand on her ass with a firm grip to have her move up and down on his cock.
He licked up the side of Edenâs neck, âAnd lick it back up. Yâlook so pretty when youâre all creamy for me, baby.â
Eden lulled out a moan as she squirted, making Harryâs eyes pinch shut at the feeling of her gushing over him. âFuck.â He exhaled, âHm, just like that.â He continued thrusting up in a lazy pace, âThereâs my good girl⊠Getting me all wet because Iâm fucking you too good.â
It all felt like one big orgasm to Eden. Harryâs cock was made for her, filling her up so perfectly. He knew just how to handle her. His slaps were well-timed to keep her on the brink of pain, which only intensified the pleasure. His dirty talk was unmatched, his choking and spitting was just the right amount to turn Eden insane. She had never been this aroused in her life and she couldnât believe she had been missing this for a year. No one ever came close to how well Harry knew her body like the back of his hand.
âNever gonna let you leave again.â Harry slurred as his orgasm neared, feeling Eden clench around his cock as he whispered the message in her ear. She was hunched over him, panting into his neck as he held her on top of him, fucking up into her wet pussy.
He slapped her ass again before his hand grabbed her chin, forcing her to kiss him, âPromise me youâll stay.â He moaned.
Eden could hardly hear him, her body convulsing in so much pleasure. Harry spat in her open mind and gave her cheek another slap, something Eden greatly welcomed. Tears streamed down her face in pure delight when Harry manhandled her like this. âI promise.â She whimpered.
It was all Harry really needed to hear to fill her up. His hips jerked, his teeth sinking down into his bottom lip. Eden always loved listening to him when he was turned on. He moaned a melody of her name mixed with Italian curse words, grabbing her body so tightly he could break a few of her bones if he wanted. She let him, cock jolting up inside of her as he sharply thrusted with each spurt of come leaving him and painting her insides.Â
It was primal, dirty and not even nearly enough. But it was for now.
Harry doted over her afterwards, Eden too out of it to really say much. He cared for her, cuddled her and kissed her as he massaged her sore shoulders and rubbed lotion over any scratch or bite marks he left behind. Eden laid curled up in his fluffy sheets as Harry gently cleaned them both up.
Eden didnât say anything as she curled into his body, exhaling a comforted sigh when Harry wrapped her up. Her voice came back about thirty minutes later, once she had taken a little nap.
âWow.â She whispered.
Harry chuckled, playing with her hair as he stared up at the ceiling. Edenâs head rested on his shoulder and he turned his head to kiss her forehead, âHm, youâre back.â
âI am.â Eden yawned, âJesusâŠâ She stretched out her sore legs, âthat was intense.â
âHow do you feel?â Harry checked, cuddling her a bit closer for warmth. Eden kept her eyes closed, âGood. âM thirsty and hungry.â
The night was still young, and it proved to be so when round two happened in the kitchen. As they had some focaccia in the oven, Harry bent her over the countertop. With the dogs outside for the evening freshness, Harry fucked her. It was softer but she came twice more, the position so good for Eden as she arched out her back and pressed her chest into the cold countertop.Â
Round three was in the shower afterwards, when Eden lowered herself to her knees to suck him off again. Her body was too tired and sore for more, but she was desperate to have Harry coming again. And he did, filling up her mouth and most of his release painted over her face.Â
Eden overstimulated him, her fingers disappearing between his ass cheeks as she took him all the way in her throat in aftercare. Tears leaked down Harryâs face as he lost his balance in the shower, every muscle in his body shivering and trembling. It always turned him a bit emotional to realize how much pleasure Eden wanted him to have. Pushing her own discomfort aside to have him coming as hard as possible.
They cuddled in bed after that, and Eden couldnât keep her eyes off of him as Harry fought his own body - refusing to go to sleep. His eyes constantly turned droopy but he forced himself to stay awake.
And when Harry jolted awake the next morning to a cold bed, he was immediately panicked.
Did Eden regret it? Did she sneak off? Was she gone? Did he dream it all?
Her bikini on the bedroom floor proved that it had all happened, and Harry jumped in a pair of boxers as he ran downstairs.Â
âShit.â He breathed, clutching his own chest when he stood in the kitchen, overlooking his garden. Eden was in a pair of his boxers and a button-up, holding a fresh cup of coffee as she played with the dogs. Sadie and Lola excitedly circled around her legs and fetched her the ball Eden continued to throw. He could hear her giggle all the way inside.
Harry felt ten years younger, watching Eden. She brightened up his life so much. His feet carried him out in the warm morning, grass crispy from the heat underneath his feet.
âGood morning.â Harry whispered, standing behind Eden and wrapping his arms around her from behind. She smiled when looking over her shoulder, and they met in a sideways kiss, âGood morning.â She smiled.
Harry gave her body a squeeze as he nuzzled his nose below her ear, âThought you snuck off on me.â
âReally?â Eden teased, turning around in his grip. Harry grabbed her ass, pulling her up a bit to kiss her decently as he hummed, âYeah. Got me scared.â
Eden ran a hand through his hair, hearts in her eyes when she stared at him, âDonât worry. Iâm not going anywhere.â
âExcept back to the UK next week.â Harry murmured. Edenâs smile dropped a bit. Harry took the coffee from her hand to have a sip himself before he cleared his throat, âHey - I should really look for a house rather than an apartment, shouldnât I?â He mused out loud, âI kind of hadnât thought of the dogs. But theyâd hate being locked up all day. I definitely need a garden.â
Edenâs heartbeat quickened as she nibbled her lip, âLike⊠What do you mean?â She carefully asked.
âIn London.â Harry pecked her top lip, âFor when I move there.â
Eden exhaled a sharp breath, staring at him in wonder, âYou were serious about that?â She softly asked.
Harry gave her ass a squeeze, âOf course.â He finished up her coffee and put it down on the windowsill behind him, âIâm serious about you. About us. I can sell this place easily. Maybe look for a little vacation home somewhere else. Somewhere⊠not next to your dad and Colleen.â He joked.
âBut⊠But you love this house.â Eden murmured.
Harry shot her a grin, making her slightly yelp as he picked her up underneath her thighs, âI love you. Fuck the house. I can buy another one. Doesnât matter where I am as long as Iâm with you.â The romantic words felt foreign to Harry, but they came naturally. He had never been this infatuated with another person before. No one could ever make him move in the past.
Eden giggled in disbelief, âYouâŠâ She stared down at him before leaning in and taking Harry in a deep kiss. He moaned into her mouth and Eden panted out, nuzzling her nose with him, âI-I love you too, but I want you to think about this.â
âI donât have to.â Harry shook his head, slowly carrying Eden back inside as he continued carrying her, âThe last year of my life has been so fucking lonely, Eden. Like I said, I donât care where I am as long as Iâm with you.â
Edenâs body erupted with butterflies and her cheeks hurt from smiling so wide. Last night had felt like a fever dream. Her legs still felt sore from the amount of orgasms Harry pulled from her body, but it was so much more than that. It was never just sex.
âLondonâs quite cold.â She breathed teasingly and Harry smirked, squeezing her thighs, âI suppose youâll have to keep me warm.â
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HOLIDAY FICS 2023 [8]
HEADCANONS
jealous!harry headcanons
boyfriend!harry headcanons
boyfriend!harry headcanons (another one đ)
dad's best friend!harry headcanons
mean!friends with benefits!harry headcanons
harry in love
grumpy!harry headcanons (mechanicrry universe)
husband!harry headcanons (explicit version)
ăă SERIESăă
Love at First Bite | (vampire!harry x reader) [DISCONTINUED]
In which you are a journalist desperate for a promotion, and Harry happens to be at the wrong place at the right time.
Part 1 - Bloodbound Desires
Part 2 - Burning Attraction
Secret Little Rendevous | (co-worker!harry x reader)
[COMPLETE SERIES]
In which you are in a friends-with-benefits relationship than Harry, and it gets messier as you go forward. (Not your typical enemies to lovers fic)
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5
Unfulfilled | (nerd!harry x reader)
in which you and harry are (friendly) academic rivals, and things change
part 1
A Chrome Connection | (grumpy!harry x sunshine!reader)
In which you are in desperate need of some car-fixing(and a place to live in) and you find Harry, a grumpy mechanic who supposedly dosen't care about people around him. But, will he melt when he finds a broken girl crying in her car on a cold Thanksgiving night?
a misfortune - part 1
windfall - part 2
melancholia - part 3
Hopelessly Devoted to You | (lawyer!harry x reader)
In which Y/n just wants to leave her abusive husband, and Harry is hopelessly devoted to her
Part-1 Part-2 Part-3 Part-4
ăLONG ONE SHOTSă
An Eternal Embarce - in which Persephone is back after 6 months, and the Underworld blossoms once again. Tensions arise too, but there is nothing that the king of Underworld and Queen of Spring can't handle together [Word Count: 7k]
Just the two of us -vday check in
Serendipity - Harry meets you at the most unexpected of places, and helps you like a knight in a wedding suit. It all starts at your best friend's wedding, where you find yourself in a predicament without an escort. As panic sets in, Harry appears, sent by the groom's brother to fill in as your last-minute companion. From that moment, a serendipitous connection begins to bloom between you both. [Word Count: 5k]
ăONE SHOT/BLURBSă
SMUT
hot n' hard*- you and harry are at the pool for some fun, and you both rile each other up throughout. you both end up fucking at the edge of the pool and your exhibitionism kink has never been fueled so good.
thigh riding*- you playfully tease harry and, let's just say, it does not go well
don't stop - riding harry with your hands tied behind your back
breeding kink-blurb* - harry sees you around kids on a Christmas dinner, and he's obsessed with giving you his own
cupidity* - "don't make me take you home and punish you"
his* (jealousrry blowjob blurb) - harry is jealous, primal and dominant tonight, and you have never been so turned on
temporary fix* - in which a stranger at a bar becomes your good night (inspired by temporary fix by 1D (duh))
three knuckle deep*(aka fingering blurb) - in which you break harry's rule, and there are consequences
good girl* - straight up filth, sex w/ harry
euphoria* - soft dom!harry while his girl sucks on his cock
near the fireplace* - sex near the fireplace after a christmas dinner
a new year, a new beginning* - new years with harry's family, followed by some love making
FLUFF
drunk harry - in which harry is drunk, and you are trying to take care of the cutie pie
drunk y/n - in which you have a test the next day, and you find refuge in drinking and harry
addicted - about Harryâs addiction of kissing you
vexed - in which you are burnt out, and Harry comes to your rescue, in cute pajamas, with cookies and hot chocolate
tranquility - inspired by harry's pics of him swimming in the ocean
here for you - a fluffy period blurb, ft. pillow fights and kisses!
baby - boyfriend!h takes care of pregnant!reader, with a lot of fluffy cuteness. the baby kicks for the first time, and harry is overjoyed.
cuddles - ft. harry being cuddly and clingy
late-night serenades - you play guitar, but harry dosenât know that. one night, you can't sleep, and harry's guitar looks quite tempting
breakfast in bed - in which harry wants to bring you breakfast in bed, but you have woken up. thankfully, he is cute and you're smitten
hold on to me - (trumpet player!harry x clarinet player!reader) you're both off to college after a while, and it's your last time playing together. feelings are comnfessed, and promises are made.
a christmas with harry - your first christmas with harry at his home, surrounded by his family and friends
dance with me - in which you and harry are at a friend's wedding, and you really don't know how to dance
thanksgiving - coming from a place where thanksgiving isn't celebrated, harry is more than happy to show you
ANGST
trepidation - in which you are too busy for the relationship, and he feels you slipping away.
insecure * requisite(part 2)*(SMUT) - in which harry feels insecure, because you want to keep your relationship a secret. ft: fluff, angst, dirty talk
waiting * for you(part 2) - a 6 month anniversary date turns into broken promises and doubts over your love
disconnected*- first time sex with harry, which leads to misunderstandings, miscommunication and insecurities
a/n: lol hiii so i listened to fine line drunk the other night and just started writing this oopsÂ
thank you thank you thank you to @harryandhockeyâ for beta reading this for me! clara i adore u v much <3
what it is: harry plays u fine line for the first time and some things get saidâŠalso smut
word count: 7k
let me know what you think :)
MASTERLIST
âOkay, I love it.â You said as Golden began to play. Your hands were flat on your cheeks, cupping your face.
âIt just started.â Harry laughed.
You shook your head, your hands still planted in place, your cheeks warm from the two cosmos Harry had made for you. âItâs so fucking good.â
When it got to the bridge, your heart ached. âOhââ You grabbed his hand, which was hanging. He was sitting with his knees pulled to his chest, his left hand holding his right wrist, keeping his knees up. âYouâre not alone.â
Harry rolled his eyes.
âOh, my god. Youâre so open!â
âI shouldnât have played this for you while youâre drunk. This was a mistake.â He went to hit pause on his iPhone, but you shook your head vehemently.
âDonât you fucking dare. Iâve been waiting all year for this.â
You and Harry had been friends for a little over three years and he had made you wait until the record was done for you to hear it. Now that you were, you were way beyond excited. You had hyped it up so much in your head that, no matter what, every song would be legendary.
âIs this the pussy song?â You asked halfway through Watermelon Sugar.
He laughed. âI mean, yesâŠbut, like, thatâs a bit much, yeah? Like, you havenât got to say it like that.â He was trying to hold in his smirk.
You rolled your eyes playfully. It wasnât a secret how much he enjoyed it. The last time he ate you out, he wouldnât shut up about how good you tasted; he always felt the need to make it known just how much he enjoyed himself.
