‘Can I get a shot of the strongest thing you have, please?’
The deep voice startled Y/N making her drop the pencil she was using to draw. She looked up towards the man in front of her and nodded quickly, running around the dark bar in search for the new vodka bottle that had just been brought out. The club she was working was loud and dark and she didn’t know how her coworkers saw anything behind this bar.
She hurried back over to the man and poured him a shot. As she slid the glass in his direction he smiled and without another breath threw the alcohol back into his throat. Y/N just sat and stared. The way his neck moved as he forced the drink back had her misty eyed and weak in the knees.
He looked at her amused and smacked down the money for another shot. ‘More please.’
About six shots in and barely any conversation had the man looking distant as he raised his hand for another one. She finally swallowed her anxiety and opened her mouth.
‘Sir maybe you should head on off. You seem tired.’
He shook his head and picked his glass back up. ‘I’d like another.’
She smiled at his attitude. He was stubborn. ‘What’s got you all sad huh?’
He looked at her with curious eyes and then a smirk made its way to his lips. ‘Mm here for a business trip and we made the deal. I’m celebrating.’
‘Well you don’t look too happy.’
He shrugged. ‘I would rather be back in my hotel room.’
‘And do what exactly? Hotel rooms can be pretty boring.’ She teased.
He laughed. ‘Well I could be sleeping, watching tv, fucking my hand. You know? The basics.’
She shook her head. ‘Doesn’t sound like the basics to me.’
He raised his eyebrows. ‘Oh yeah? And what is in your criteria miss?’
‘What are your traditions Y/N?’
She sat there and thought for a second. ‘Well. I would go to a club or party. Maybe be a cringy tourist...‘ she trailed off. ‘Maybe get someone to fuck me into a mattress.’
The mans eyes darkened. ‘Oh really?’
Y/N gulped her timidness back and reveled in this new found confidence. ‘Yeah. Want him to go real slow with me until he loses control.’
‘What time do you get off work?’
‘Was off 10 minutes ago.’
‘Come here.’ Harry mumbled as he back Y/N onto the hotel bed. Harry had finally given his name to her once they were outside not wanting to seem creepy.
He quickly pulled her jeans off leaving her in her cut top and cotton panties. ‘So pretty. All pretty and smooth for me.’
Y/N moaned covering her mouth as his hands smoothed down over her thighs. Goosebumps pricked up all over her skin in anticipation.
‘Hey hey none of that.’ He complained, pulling her hand away from her face. ‘Wanna hear you while I’m touching you.’
He rose her thighs over his shoulders and pulled her panties tight against her heat. His fingers trailed along the sides of her cunt teasing her. ‘So wet for me down here. How long were you thinking about my cock in the bar hmm?’
Y/N moaned out, gripping his long hair in between her fingers. ‘Wasn’t. Not like that.’ She mumbled, cheeks red.
‘Doubt that. Saw the way you were looking at me.’ He chuckled. He began blowing cold air on the hood of her clothed pussy. He drank up the noises she was making, savoring the feeling of having her at his complete control. He leaned down slowly and placed a light kiss on her clit before lifting her hips up to pull her panties off.
She released her grip on his hair and propped herself up on her elbows to look down at him. Harry came back up between her legs and placed a kiss on each of her thighs. She involuntarily spread her legs farther for him to lay between.
Without warning Harry licked a long stripe up the expanse of her pussy. Y/N fell back onto the plush comforter, a whine coming from the back of her throat.
He licked figure eights into her and every once in a while nipped at the top of her clit. Y/N couldn’t breathe it felt so good. She’d never been eaten out so meticulously. ‘Want your cock please. Don’t wanna come like this.’ She begged.
He latched onto her clit and shook his head causing Y/N to arch her back all the way off the bed. He pulled back slowly looking up at her from between her legs. ‘Come here. I want you on my cock now.’
Y/N shivered. Her cunt buzzed and pulsed as he came up. She closed her legs and bit her lip as he began taking his clothes off. When he unbuckled his belt she got up on her knees to pull her shirt over her head.
Harry groaned. ‘God why would you work in a dark club where no one can see you?’ He dropped his pants and boxers in one motion, causing his cock to spring up and slap his stomach. ‘So beautiful Y/N. Just wanna take you home.’
Y/N drooled over his package trying not to let his words resonate with her. She didn’t want to get attached to him in case he kicked her out right after they finished. She laid back on the bed, head in the pillows. ‘Please fuck me.’ She whispered.
Harry didn’t even blink before shuffling up the bed between her legs. ‘Condom?’ He asked, looking straight into her eyes.
She shook her head. ‘I’m clean and I’ve got an implant.’ She explained, pointing to her bicep.
He nodded and lifted her legs around his waist to line himself up with her cunt. ‘You ready?’
Y/N nodded, biting her lip and wiggling her hips on his tip resting at her entrance.
Harry groaned out and slowly pushed forward. His grip on her thighs tightened and his brow furrowed as he tried not to jolt all the way in at once. He didn’t want to cause unnecessary pain to Y/N.
Y/N on the other hand was on cloud nine. The way he stretched her made her feel so full but not in a painful way. Her eyes were rolled back into her head and her nails ripped at the comforter. She let out a shaky breathe once he was finally seated in her.
Harry grunted and leaned down into her neck, sucking bruises into her skin. She brought her legs up to hook around his waist and gripped the hair on the back of his head. She pulled his head back from her neck and whispered, ‘want you to fuck me until I can’t breathe. Please.’
He moaned and lifted himself up. ‘Always so polite huh? It’s almost like your not asking me to wreck your tight little cunt.’ He moaned.
He then pressed her hips down onto the bed and roughly pulled out and slammed back in. Y/N felt like that air was knocked out of her from the bolt of pleasure that traveled through her body. Harry repeated that motion over and over again. The sound of skin slapping filled the hotel room along with the long drawn out moans from Y/N.
‘God you feel so good. So warm and wet for me. Never been with a girl this wet. I feel like you’re just gonna drip all over the bed.’ He muttered, leaning down to pull on her ear with his teeth. ‘I wonder if you’ll squirt when you come just from how wet you’re getting.’
Y/N cried out when he found that spot inside of her that makes her eyes water. The feeling was too good now to pass up. She could feel her orgasm build up from his repeated pounding. ‘Mm close.’ She moaned out, high pitched.
Harry took that as a challenge and started thrusting quicker bringing his hand down to run circles over her swollen clit. ‘Wanna see you squirt. Know you can. Squirt all over my cock.’
Y/N saw stars cloud her vision as she reached her end. Waves came collapsing and her thighs shook with the force of her orgasm. She couldn’t find words to express how she felt she could on think of Harry. Only wanted him.
‘Good girl. Such a good girl. Did exactly what I wanted. Made me cum so quick once you clenched onto me.’ He praised. He brought his hand down to rub over her clit but immediately pulled his hand back when her thighs began shaking again. ‘Jesus now your all sensitive. Shaking like a leaf.’
Y/N opened her eyes to look up at him. ‘Are you gonna kick me out now?’
His eyebrows furrowed. ‘Not unless you want to leave. It’s not safe to go anywhere this late at night.’
She mouthed ‘okay’ and relaxed back into the mattress. He looked at her with a gleam in his eyes.
‘Would it be inappropriate to ask you to go out with me while my cum is still leaking out of you?’ He smiled.
