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Nov 18, 2025

Fine Print: Good Taste

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CW: Minor language, small emotional moment, smut and mentions of how shy Harry was in the beginning.

Word Count: 9.4K

A/N: I have loved writing this story! These two hold a very special place in my heart so thank you for joining me on this fun ride of doing my first ceo Harry and arranged marriage fic! Honestly this is giving more epilogue vibes but I hope y’all enjoy✨

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Summary: Harry has a meeting to discuss his leadership while you have lunch with your mother in law to discuss your marriage✨

“So I hear you and Harry are quite the power couple.” You try to be polite and give the woman who’s speaking to you all your attention but you’re finding it hard to take your eyes off the man all the way across the room who keeps adjusting his glasses and running a hand through his curly hair as he stands amongst a group of men in tuxedos. “I forget-how long have you two been married again?”

“Six months.” You answer with a smile as you finally look away from Harry. “And I don’t know if you’d call us a power couple considering I don’t do much besides-”

“Oh don’t sell yourself short we all know who the real brains of the whole operation is.” You feel your jaw clench slightly as the woman whose name you have completely let slip away from you due to its lack of importance reaches out and places her hand on your arm. “These men wouldn’t know left from right if it weren’t for us. I honestly don’t think my husband would be able to function without me…it’s a bit sad really.” She adds with a little sigh but the smile that she keeps spread across her face at the fact her husband needs her to survive makes a shiver of disgust roll down your spine all the way to your toes, you bring your glass up to your lips to hide your look of annoyance and finish off your wine in one big unladylike sip making the woman’s eye go wide for a split second before she corrects herself.

“That’s unfortunate that you’re married to someone who couldn’t find their way out of a paper bag.” Your tone is soft and gentle as you reach over and place your hand on her arm giving it a sympathetic pat. “Luckily I’m married to someone who isn’t only handsome but extremely smart and speaking of Harry you’ll have to excuse me for a moment I need to go ask him something really quick.” The woman’s mouth drops open and she lets out a light scoff as you give her arm one last pat before turning around and heading in the direction of where Harry’s standing.

You give the waiter a smile as he takes your empty glass, placing it on his tray and walking away leaving you free to smooth out the front of your dark burgundy dress. You look around and feel the initial excitement of getting invited to this black tie event with Harry to celebrate some merger between two companies he is looking at doing business with starting to dwindle as the minutes tick by forcing you have to be around and socialize with people who only remind you of your mother and father. You hear a group of older gentleman who are laughing at something that you just know isn’t even funny, the obnoxious sound making your ears twitch as you maneuver through the crowded space. When you get close enough to the group of men Harry is standing with a grin spreads across your face at how uninterested he looks as the man next to him starts talking, his hand that’s not holding his glass of water reaches up to slide his glasses further up his nose and for some reason this simple action has a swarm of butterflies going off in your tummy.

“Excuse me gentlemen would any of you happen to know the time?” Harry’s head instantly turns in the direction of your voice as you give the group of men your best smile and keep your voice soft and sweet. “Usually I’d be able to keep track of it myself but a watch just didn’t really go with this dress.” You add as you motion to your gown with a quiet laugh making the men just chuckle as you make a move to stand next to Harry.

Harry watches in his usual state of awe as all the men quickly try to be the first one to pull out their pocket watch or roll up a sleeve of their tuxedo jacket to get a glimpse at their wristwatch just so they can tell you, someone they don’t even know what time it is. He feels your hand on his lower back and it brings him a sense of calm that has his shoulders relaxing and the muscles in his jaw loosening up a bit from all the fake smiling and laughing he’s had to do over the last hour. A man to the left of Harry, with a proud grin on his face leans over and shows you the pearl face of his Rolex and points to the hands on the clock.

“It’s half past seven ma’am.” The man answers and you let out a hum of appreciation as you give him a polite nod, Harry feels his hand clench into a fist when he notices the man’s eyes roam up and down your body very obviously checking you out.

“Still have a few more hours left at the ball before you turn back into a pumpkin.” You give the man standing across from you a little chuckle that Harry knows is fake and it makes his blood start to boil when he shoots you a little wink while bringing his glass of whiskey up to his lips.

“Did you hear that honey? I have a few more hours until I turn back into a pumpkin.” Harry has to hold back a laugh as you place your free hand on his chest that shows off your wedding ring and look up at him with an amused expression on your face and a glimmer of something playful in your eyes while the men around you all start clearing their throats and turning and moving away from one another now that they are suddenly aware the woman in front of them is spoken for, much like all of them who’s wives were in the group you just excused yourself from.

“I say we take advantage of the time I have left.” You tell him with a smile that Harry has learned only means trouble, it’s the smile you give him before you take advantage of the fact he finds it hard to control himself when it comes to you leading him to take any and all opportunities he can get to have his hands and lips on you in some way.

“Baby…” His voice is soft but has a gentle warning undertone to it as he places his glass of water down on the small table behind him before moving so he’s standing in front of you, your hand moves to his waist while the other stays on his chest. “We only have an hour left until we can leave.” He tells you as his hands grab your hips while he leans down and places a kiss to the top of your head.

“I’m not trying to make us leave early Harry I know the proper etiquette for events like this don’t worry.” You explain but Harry still sees a small glimmer of something in your eyes that makes him think you’re plotting something.

“Then tell me sweetheart what are you trying to do?” He asks making a grin spread across your face as you grab at the lapel of his jacket with the hand that was resting on his chest, he lets you pull him down until your lips are next to his ear.

“If you follow me to the bathroom I’ll show you.” You whisper making Harry swallow thickly as you teasingly press a featherlight kiss to the sensitive skin of Harry’s neck before allowing him to pull away and stand up straight.

“You can’t be-wait are you-the bathroom? Like-right n-now?” You just nod as Harry struggles to comprehend the words that just came out of your mouth resulting in him not being able to form complete sentences.

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered.” You tease as you grab his hand and start walking towards the exit of the giant ballroom the event is being held in at one of the five star hotels downtown near Harry’s office.

He lets you lead the way, offering people a few polite smiles and nods as the two of you work your way through the crowd and he feels his insides fluttering with a growing nervousness once you push open the door and the two of you are standing in an empty hallway. Harry isn’t sure if he will ever get used to you looking at him the way you are now, like you can’t wait to get your hands on him because a small part of him still doesn’t really understand how someone as put together and confident as you ended up with someone like him. But he pushes all that to the side as he catches a small glimpse of your wedding ring, a gentle reminder that you didn’t just end up with him, you chose to be with him and it’s no longer just because he needed someone to take his last name so he can run a company, it’s because you love him. The smile you give him before practically dragging him down the hallway towards the dimly lit area of the bathrooms has his nerves fading away and being replaced with a dull thrumming of anticipation that travels all the way down to the tips of his fingers.

“Baby we can’t-” Harry gets cut off by your hand squeezing his as you push open the door to the bathroom pulling him inside with you.

“Harry there’s literally no one in here.” You tell him with a laugh as you let go of his hand so you can lock the door while he stands in front of the sinks. “So just relax.” A puff of air slips past his lips as he adjusts his glasses.

“I am relaxed I’ve just never-” Your lips crashing into his have the rest of his sentence being swallowed down as your hands grab his face pulling him closer.

Harry’s hands reach out so one is grabbing your hip pulling you flush against him while the other slides into your hair at the back of your head so he can deepen the kiss. You let out a small moan when Harry’s tongue slips into your mouth, you move your hands down to his chest gently pushing him so his lower back is pressed against the counter the sinks are on. Harry feels your hands start to slide down the front of his tux until you’re messing with the buttons on his slacks. You pull away from his lips trying to catch your breath before kissing down his jaw to the side of his neck and when he feels your hand slip into his pants he lets out a sigh and grabs your wrist making a small frown to take over your face.

“Don’t get all pouty.” He says softly as he pulls your hand out of his slacks and places it firmly on his chest but you just wiggle it out from under his palm making him let out a sigh of defeat.

“Then let me do what I dragged you in here for.” Harry lets out a chuckle as he looks down at your hands that are once again messing with his pants.

“I just-these floors are tile and I don’t want you to hurt your knees.” Harry’s cheeks get hot as the words leave his mouth, your eyes soften as you look up at him and see his bright green eyes staring right at you. “Or mess up your dress.” He adds with a smile that has your hands pausing their attempts to get his pants undone.

“I am so turned on right now.” Harry wants to laugh but he can tell by the way your eyes darken and you lick your lips as you stare up at him that you’re being extremely serious.

“Me worrying about your knees and dress really did it for you huh?” You shake your head as Harry’s places a hand on the side of your face.

“Yes but it was also the way you kept pushing up your glasses and running your hand through your hair all night you know the glasses drive me crazy.” You explain making Harry smile at how such simple acts have you wanting him so badly you had to drag him into a bathroom.

“You really can’t wait until we get home?” He asks shocking even himself because normally he jumps at any opportunity to get close to you. “You need me right now?” Your lust filled gaze answers his question as you stare at him, turning your head to kiss the inside of his hand making him smile.

“No-I can’t want until we get home I need you now.” Harry starts to let out a little chuckle but it gets cut off by a low groan as your hand slides back down his slacks and under the waistband of his boxers. “Don’t worry this won’t hurt my knees.” You tease as Harry’s hand drops from your face so he can grip the edge of the counter as you wrap your hand around his hard cock.

“B-baby I don’t think this-oh fuck.” His worries get pushed to the back of his mind as the pad of your thumb gently slides over his leaking tip making his hips buck uncontrollably.

“You don’t need to think about anything other than how good my hand feels.” You tell him softly as your free hand works his pants down his thighs until they drop to his ankles. “And it does feel good doesn’t it? Having your wife’s hand wrapped around you like this?” Harry’s eyes close as you start to slowly move your hand up and down his thick shaft, he leans into the counter for support as your lips find the side of his neck.

“So good-feels so good.” You smile against the soft skin of his neck as he lets out a moan of your name when you start to move your hand faster and make your grip on him a little more firm.

“I love making you feel good like this.” Harry has to bite down on his bottom lip as you quicken your pace even more. “You look so handsome when all you can think about is me. I love it.” You feel Harry’s hips start to buck as you become more determined with your strokes, a loud moan falls past his parted lips as he tilts his head up towards the ceiling.

“Al-always thinking of you baby.” He says with a sigh as he looks down and into your rounded eyes, you just smile at him as he feels your free hand slide to the back of his neck and into his hair giving it a small tug making him groan as he leans down to capture your lips in a heated kiss.

“Shit-oh god yes yes just like that baby d-don’t stop.” He pants as he pulls away from your soft lips and slams his palm flat on the counter behind him as your grip tightens around his throbbing cock, his hips work to match your pace and after a few more strokes Harry is closing his eyes and letting out a choked cry of your name making you smile when you feel the sudden warmth of his release coat your hand.

Harry lets out a soft little whine when you unwrap your hand from around him, he adjusts his glasses as he opens his eyes and the sight in front of him nearly has his knees going out and his mouth falling open. Your eyes find his as you bring your hand up to your lips, a teasing smile on your face as you slowly lick the top of your hand letting you get a little taste of him. You let out a hum of satisfaction as you clean off the last few droplets from your knuckles while Harry just stands there watching. And for a moment he’s in a partial state of shock watching you do something so filthy, because normally you’re the one who is laying or standing there trying to catch your breath after Harry makes you feel good. But it’s only a brief moment because then you’re kneeling down and helping pull his pants back up his thighs and the tender action and sweet smile you give him has him letting out a small chuckle at how quickly you fall back into the role of his loving wife who just wants to do nice things for him.

“I love you.” You can’t help but grin as Harry’s hands find your hips pulling you between his legs. “You know that right?” Harry asks as his hands give your hips a squeeze.

“I know you do.” You tell him with a smile as you finish fixing his pants for him. “I love you too.” Harry lets out a dramatic sigh of relief making you laugh and roll your eyes. “Now come on let’s go back to this party before someone notices you’re missing.”

“Trust me sweetheart it’s not me they’ll notice is missing.” You give him a playful glare that he just ignores as he leans down and places a kiss to your forehead. He drops his hands from your hips so you can walk over to the sink and wash your hands and fix your dress while Harry stands behind you with a silly little smile on his face feeling a strong sense of pride wash over him at the fact he’s the one that gets to be on your arm and the one you leave with because he’s the one that gets the privilege of calling you his wife.

“What are your plans for the day love?” Harry asks as he runs a hand up and down your back as you rest your head on his chest, enjoying the warmth of you pressed against him.

“I have lunch with your mom and then I have a meeting with Zayn about-”

“You’re having lunch with my mom?” Harry asks with a quirked brow as he moves to sit up so his back is resting against the headboard. “W-when did that happen?” You laugh at the slight crack in Harry’s voice as he pulls you to straddle his lap.

“She called me a few days ago and asked if I was free.” You explain as Harry’s hands grab onto your hips while you run a hand through his hair. “So she’s coming over around noon to tell me all your embarrassing stories and to help me figure out what to do with the backyard our garden is looking very sad.” Harry’s thumbs run over the fabric of your nightgown and he can’t fight off the smile that spreads across his face when you mention the garden, finding a sense of joy at the idea of you wanting to spruce up a part of the house because it reassures him that you really meant what you said when the two of you had a conversation four months ago about this marriage being real and wanting to make it last.

“So that means you like it here?” He watches with a fondness in his gaze as you reach over to his nightstand and grab his glasses for him. “Or would you want to uhm-uh move somewhere else?”

“I love it here.” You answer as you place Harry’s glasses on his face. “This house feels like an actual home to me and it’s nice.” The corners of your mouth twitch as you look down at the swallows Harry has tattooed on his upper chest. “My house never felt warm and inviting like this place does and I like the little memories it holds-like when you dropped a pitcher of lemonade when you were little and that’s why there’s a crack in the tile by the back door. This house feels lived in and I just-I really love it.” Harry’s hands give your hips a light squeeze letting you know he’s listening as you reach down and start to mess with his cross pendant, something he knows you do when you need a sense of comfort. “Do you want to stay here?” You ask quietly, Harry moves his hands so they are gently cupping your face so he can tilt your head up making you look at him.

“I just want to be where you are.” He tells you with a smile as he leans down to place a kiss to your forehead. “I’m glad you love it here.” You feel your eyes get the familiar sting to them as his thumbs run up and down your cheekbones. “I want to make this feel like our home-make our own memories.” His voice is soft as a few tears slip down your cheeks. “I just want you to be happy.” You place your hands over his that are still gently cupping your face.

“I’m very happy.” You tell him with a sniffle, Harry smiles as he leans down and bumps the tip of his nose against yours making soft giggle slip past your lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too baby.” He says sweetly before he presses his lips against yours in a loving kiss that has you smiling when he pulls away. “What’s the meeting with Zayn about?” He asks as he wipes away the last few tears off your face.

“We are going over the schedule for next week so I can move some things around to make sure I’m off the day of your board meeting next Wednesday.”

“You don’t have to move things around for my meeting sweetheart it’s not that important.” You give him a glare as your hands fall down to his chest.

“Harry Styles did you just tell me the meeting that’s all about your future as the head of your company isn’t important?” Harry’s eyes go slightly wide and his hands start to run up and down your arms as you furrow your brows at him.

“N-no I’m just saying that you d-don’t need to move things around for me.” He fumbles through his words making you roll your eyes at him. “I don’t want you to have to change your schedule for me.” You let out a scoff as you move off Harry’s lap making him pout while he watches you climb off the bed.

“Don’t be silly Harry you’re my husband and I’ll clear my whole calendar if I have to as long as it means I can be there for important meetings or events.” You inform him as you walk around the bed so you’re standing near his nightstand. “You’d do the same for me.” Harry can’t argue or try to deny it because you’re right, he’d clear a whole month of his schedule for you and hearing you tell him you’d do the same has him staring at you with a look that has you letting out a laugh as you lean over and place a kiss to his lips. “You’re so cute when you’re flustered.”

“You’re just cute in general.” He says without missing a beat making you roll your eyes but he smiles when he sees your cheeks get pink before you turn and head towards the bathroom to start getting ready for the day.

Anne has a smile on her face that you’ve seen countless times before because it’s the exact same smile Harry gives you when he’s watching you do something simple like make a cup of coffee or stir a pot while making dinner. But Anne is giving you this smile as she sits across the table from you with a cup of tea in her hands as you tell her all about the last few months with Harry and how the two of you are doing. She knows that the two of you have gotten extremely close and that’s part of the reason she asked to stop by for lunch, she wants to find out what exactly has changed and if it’s the sort of change that could possibly mean you’re not going anywhere anytime soon.

“Harry mentioned something about wanting a few rose bushes near the back gate but I also told him I’d like some sunflowers over there as well but what do you think? Would roses be better?” Anne lets out a quiet chuckle as she places her teacup down on its matching saucer.

“I think sunflowers would be lovely and Harry can have his roses over by the front gate.” She answers making you nod as you bring your cup up to your lips to take a small sip. “Now I’m not trying to be the nosey mother in law but how are things going? I know you mentioned that the two of you are doing well but I just-what does that mean exactly?” She asks with nothing but a kind and caring sense of curiosity in her voice and you know it’s not just because she wants to make sure her son is okay but because she cares about you and your happiness as well so she wants to make sure you’re still okay with everything and it makes your heart swell because she gives you the kind of warm and comforting feelings you wish you could get from your own mother.

“The easiest way to answer that is to just tell you that I love your son very much and I feel extremely lucky that he also happens to love me as well.” You watch Anne’s face break out into a grin and before you can even blink she’s up out of her chair and wrapping her arms around you in a warm hug.

“Oh that’s just wonderful love I’m so happy for the two of you.” She says as she tries to keep her emotions under control. “What does this mean? The marriage is-”

“It’s just a marriage.” You answer with a smile as she goes back to her seat. “Harry and I met with the lawyers and since there wasn’t a time constraint built into the contract it was easy to just end it and that was a little over three months ago and since then I’ve just been Mrs. Styles with no strings attached. I’m really so happy to be his wife.” You explain and Anne watches as you mindlessly mess with your wedding ring as you speak and it has her eyes getting misty as a feeling of true happiness practically radiates off of you.

“I haven’t seen Harry this happy in-well ever really. You make him feel comfortable in his own skin and I know he’s always going to be a little quiet but you’ve given him this boost to confidence that makes him more willing to be in the mix of things and it’s been wonderful to watch.” You try to blink back a few tears as Anne reaches her hand across the table so she can grab yours and give it a squeeze. “You’ve just given him the encouragement and gentle nudge to be the kind of man I think he’s always wanted to be but just didn’t know how and-and I can’t thank you enough for not trying to change him but just helping him see that he’s worthy of being in charge of things and is capable of way more than he thinks.” The two of you both have tears sliding down your cheeks as she gives your hand another squeeze before letting it go so she can dab at her face with the napkin next to her tea.

“I knew the moment I saw him in that cafe with his cute little cardigan and glasses that he was going to be the perfect ceo-he just needed someone to tell him he deserves all the things happening to him and that he doesn’t need to change he just needs to learn how to stand firm in his decisions and let me tell you he’s learned that alright he’s fired four people already.” Anne’s eyes go wide making you let out a laugh as you wipe the last of the tears from your cheeks.

“My son? Has fired people?”

“Oh yeah two in one meeting and the annoying thing is I didn’t even get to watch him do it.” You say with a playful huff as you grab your tea. “I mean I spent so much time getting him to understand that people will learn how to respect him as the man they work for instead of just a man they work with it’s just going to take time and then he goes and fires people-making him look like the ultimate boss man all while I’m not there.” Anne lets out a chuckle as she shakes her head at the idea of her son being able to fire anyone let alone four people.

“He really has turned into such a confident businessman and it’s remarkable really because he was a bit of a mess this time last year-he struggled just making a toast at the Christmas party and now he’s running meetings and holding conference calls and firing people.”

“He’s doing amazing and honestly it doesn’t really have a lot to do with me he just-he’s a good person and that translates well into the kind of boss he is at work.”

“Oh love it has a lot to do with you because he wouldn’t feel brave enough to break out of his comfort zone if he didn’t know he had someone to catch him if it all goes poorly.”

“I guess that’s true.” You can’t help but let out a soft sigh as you turn and look out at the backyard. “But he’s the one that seems to be catching me most of the time.” You tell her quietly as you look over at the small birdbath you made Harry buy you the other weekend while out shopping for new cushions for the sun loungers. “He’s so patient with me and doesn’t hesitate to remind me that with him I come first-even before the company and that’s just not something I’m used to but I like it.” Anne just nods and smiles as you tell her the ways Harry has helped you just in different ways than you’ve helped him. “I just really love the way he loves me.”

“You two are really a beautiful couple and I wish you nothing but a lifetime of happiness with each other.” You smile as you look back over at her as she reaches over and places a hand on your arm giving it a soft pat. “Now come on enough with these waterworks let’s go see what all we can get done in the garden-oh and you can tell me all about this Sydney girl? I heard you two had some sort of interaction a while ago?” You roll your eyes at the mention of Harry’s assistant as the two of you stand up from the table, Anne laughs as she drapes an arm over your shoulders leading you out to the garden area of the backyard.

“She’s Harry’s assistant and I just think she was a little too friendly with him but she’s fine now-how did you even hear about that?”

“Well Harry may have mentioned something a few weeks ago when he called to check on how his father is handling retirement.”

“Oh god he told you? He probably made it sound way more dramatic than it was.” You tell her with a laugh as the two of you stand in the middle of the very sad looking garden area that has turned into nothing but a few overgrown beds of what used to be flowers but is now just a bunch of weeds.

“Wasn’t dramatic at all actually he seemed a little proud of the fact you had to let someone know that he’s off limits. I had to have a similar conversation with a few of Edward’s assistants as well over the years-people see a powerful and wealthy man and just act as if they don’t know proper manners.” You turn your head to look over at her as she moves around the space, eyeing certain spots that she thinks might be good for a few herb and vegetable plants.

“Exactly and don’t get me wrong I completely understand why they’d want to pursue them but I think the ring on their finger should be enough of a deterrent and make them act more professional.” Anne just gives you a reassuring smile as she looks over at you as you let out a huff of annoyance as all the times you’ve seen people at Harry’s office practically throw themselves at him right in front of you begin to flood your mind.

“Oh love people don’t care about a ring anymore it means nothing.” She explains as gently as she can while you just nod and cross your arms over your chest.

“I know I just-he’s mine.” Anne laughs at the seriousness of your voice as your hands fall to your hips.

“Exactly. He’s yours and yours alone because I don’t even think Harry really pays attention to anyone around him besides you especially if they are being flirty-he’s a bit oblivious.”

“That’s true.” You say with a silly smile because Harry isn’t at all aware of the effect he has on people and is horrible at picking up signals from others when they are being a bit flirty with him, aside from you who he can read like a book and knows exactly what you’re saying when you give him playful winks and little smirks from across a room.

“How do you feel about marigolds? This would be a lovely spot for a few rows.” You look down at where she’s pointing at and just give her a nod before she walks over to the back end of the garden area. “Oh and some lavender over here would be nice.” She adds with a smile and all you can do is nod as a grin spreads across your face at the idea of turning this little section of the backyard into a garden you and Harry can enjoy for years to come, an idea that just a few months ago would’ve given you an uneasy feeling about not knowing what the future holds now makes you feel excited and almost giddy because you know your future is with Harry.

“Good morning Mrs. Styles.” Harry’s ears perk up at the sound of Sydney’s voice outside his office door. “I’ll make sure he’s unbothered for the next hour.” He quirks a brow as he adjusts his glasses but his look of slight confusion is instantly wiped away the moment he watches his door open revealing you standing there looking at his assistant with a small smile on your face.

“Thank you Sydney-love the blouse by the way it’s very pretty.” Your voice is its usual soft tone that still manages to make Harry’s heart start pounding in his chest even though you’re not even speaking to him.

“Thank you.” She tells you returning your smile as you turn to finally look in Harry’s direction and you can’t help but grin at him as he rushes to stand up and walk around his desk. “I’ve cleared the next hour for you Mr. Styles and your meeting is still scheduled for two in the conference room.” Harry just gives Sydney a nod letting her know he heard her but his eyes never leave yours, you stand near his door waiting to hear the soft click of it closing but before you can even take a step forward and place your purse down on one of the leather chairs in front of Harry’s desk his hands are on you.

Harry’s lips find yours as he places a hand on the side of your face allowing him to tilt it upward while his other grabs at your hip pulling you flush against him. He ignores the small little squeak you let out as you drop your purse to the floor so you can place your hands flat against his chest while his lips move against yours in a way that has him craving more. You slide a hand up to the back of his neck as he deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth with an experienced ease that has you letting out the faintest little sigh that goes straight to Harry’s head making him want to do whatever it takes to hear more of your sweet little noises. When Harry’s hand slides to your lower back and then down to grab at your backside you let out a small giggle as you manage to pull away from him.

“Well hello to you too handsome.” Harry feels his cheeks get hot as you look up at him with a playful smile, he feels himself relax as you play with the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Sorry sweetheart I just couldn’t help myself.” He tells you softly as he leans down so he can place a kiss to your forehead. “I thought you were going to stop by after the meeting?” You just shrug as his thumb runs over the smooth skin of your jaw while his other hand keeps its firm grip on your backside.

“I figured you could use a little distraction before the stress of your first board meeting so I decided to just come over early.” You explain and for some reason the way you’re looking up at him with big rounded eyes and a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of your mouth has his mind forgetting about anything that’s not related to you and how badly he wants you.

“Oh you wanted to be a distraction huh?” You just nod as Harry turns the two of you around, you bite down on your bottom lip when you feel his hand slide down to the hem of your dress. “I am feeling very stressed at the moment.” He teases as he slips his hand under your dress, when you open your mouth to say something Harry is quick to place his lips on yours in a hungry kiss.

You close your eyes and let yourself get lost in the feeling of Harry’s lips on yours, not even noticing the fact he’s been slowly walking you backwards until the back of your knees hit the edge of his desk. In a moment of lust filled bravery Harry drops his hand from the side of your face so he can use both hands to push the skirt of your dress up so it’s right at your waist, all while never taking his lips off yours. Your hand gives the back of his hair a small tug when you feel his hand on the inside of your thigh, the coldness of his wedding ring against your warm skin sends a small chill down your spine. Harry smiles against your lips when he hears you let out a small moan as the tip of his middle finger teases you over the silky fabric of your panties.

“You wore these just for me didn’t you?” He asks as he kisses his way down your jaw, your response gets caught in your throat when Harry moves the fabric to the side letting him slip two fingers into your already soaked center. “You remember the rules don’t you baby?” Your grip on his shoulder tightens as he slowly starts to pump his thick digits in and out of your wetness.

“Y-yes I remember.” You answer quickly making Harry let out a chuckle as he kisses down your neck. “Don’t be loud and no m-marks.” You add already knowing he was going to want you to tell him the rules before he really starts to give you what he knows you desperately want from him.

“Good girl.” His voice is low and quiet as his lips hover right next to your ear, you feel your body start to melt into him as he quickens the pace of his fingers. “Been thinking of you all day.” He admits softly, you let out a quiet moan as one of your hands slides down his chest until you’re cupping his hard length over his slacks.

“I can tell.” Your voice is breathy making Harry let out a low groan as your hand gives him a small squeeze over his pants, hearing his deep voice in your ear has an intense surge of desire radiate throughout your whole body. “W-want to feel you Harry-please.” You try not to sound as desperate as you feel but at the same time you don’t really care because all you can think about is how badly you need him inside you.

“Baby I have two fingers tucked deep inside you right now-can you not feel them? Do I need to add another?” You try to hold back a moan as he curves his fingers letting him hit the spot that has your legs feeling wobbly, Harry knows he’s being a little mean but he can’t help it he loves it when you get so desperate for him you turn into a whiney mess.

“Yes-yes I feel them I just-” you have to bite down on your bottom lip to silence yourself when you feel Harry’s thumb start to rub slow circles over your clit.

“You just what sweetheart?” Harry softly encourages you to finish your sentence as he looks down at you with a pleased look on his face at how beautiful you look when he’s got you teetering on the edge of wanting to give in to the pleasure he’s giving you when he knows how badly you want him to give you more.

“I want your-oh god.” Your words are muffled by the sound of your hand slamming down on the desk behind you to help keep you upright, the sign that says Harry’s name and title that sits right in front of his monitors shakes with the force of your hand making contact with the desk as Harry adds a third finger and increases the pressure of his thumb on your clit.

“What do you want baby? Hmm? Tell me so I can give it to you.” He taunts as his lips find your neck but all you can think about is how hard it is to keep your sounds to yourself as he pumps his long fingers in and out of you at a pace that has your toes curling inside your heels.

“I-I want your cock H-Harry please.” You manage to get the words out between soft moans and one small gasp when Harry quickens the pace of his fingers, you feel his lips pause their exploration of your neck so he can pull back enough to look you in the eyes.

“How do you want it?” He asks as he slowly slides his fingers out of your soaked center, he quickly leans down and kisses the small pout off your face before he takes a small step backwards giving you space to move around. But to his surprise instead of walking over to the couch he has up against the wall near his bookshelves he watches with lust filled eyes as you quickly slide the silky panties down your legs, gracefully kicking them to the side before turning around and pulling the skirt of your dress over your hips and bending over so your chest is flush against the top of his desk.

“Shit baby you’re gonna be the death of me.” You smile to yourself as you feel his hands slide up the sides on your thighs. “Can’t believe I’m married to someone so perfect and so filthy that she wants me to fuck her on my desk.” You let out a soft moan as Harry’s hands grab as the soft flesh of your ass giving it a firm squeeze before letting go so he can unbutton his slacks letting them drop down to his ankles.

“You have to take those off.” Your voice is soft as you sit up just enough to look at Harry over your shoulder, he quirks a brow at you as he fixes his glasses before looking down at his pants that are pooled at his feet.

“Take what off?” He asks making you smile at how adorable he looks when he’s genuinely confused.

“Your pants Harry you can’t let them get all wrinkled you have a meeting in an hour.”

“Oh-right right okay uh-uhm one moment.” He quickly manages to get his shoes off and slips his slacks off so he can carefully drape them over the armrest of one of the chairs in front of his desk. “Don’t know what I’d do without you sweetheart.” He tells you as his hands grab your hips and he leans over so he can press a quick kiss to your lips making you smile when he pulls away. You barely have time to turn your head and face the wall of windows that line the back of Harry’s office before you feel him spread your legs a little wider so he can situate himself between them and before you can prepare yourself he’s pushing his thick cock inside of you with one harsh thrust making you let out a loud cry that he quickly muffles with his hand reaching out and covering your mouth.

“Remember the rules baby-you wanted this and I’m going to give it to you but only if you stay quiet for me okay? People are trying to work.” He warns as he leans over you so his lips are near your ear, he removes his hand after you give him a small nod. Harry sets a steady pace with his hips that has your chest being pressed flat against the top of his desk with each thrust, you muffle your moans by burying your head in the crook of your elbow and Harry has to hold back a groan when he looks down and sees his cock glistening with your arousal as he pumps it in and out of you.

“Doing so good always so perfect.” His gentle praise has your insides buzzing, he leans over and places open mouthed kisses to your back over the fabric of your dress earning him a soft little sigh. “Shit baby I don’t know how much longer I can last-been thinking of having you wrapped around me like this all day it’s been driving me crazy.” He says between rough thrusts that have his hands gripping onto your hips to keep you still as he pounds into you.

“Please Harry don’t-don’t stop I’m so close oh god-you’re so good-feels so good.” Harry closes his eyes as your words hit his ears and he can feel how close you are to coming undone for him, you start to squeeze him making him have to swallow down a moan as his grip tightens on your hips.

“You like feeling me deep inside you like this don’t you baby? Love being bent over and spread open for me so I can fuck you nice and hard just the way you like.” You feel your body start to tingle as Harry starts to thrust into you with a new found determination and after just a few harsh thrusts of his hips your back is arching and his name is falling from your lips in the softest prettiest moan he’s ever heard as your release hits you like a tidal wave.

“That’s it baby keep soaking me just like that.” He pants as he keeps his brutal pace making you let out little moans as he helps guide your hips to meet his thrusts. “Always feel so good like this-fuck I love you.” His voice is husky as he gives you a few more deep thrusts before his hips press against you and he’s mumbling your name mixed with a few curse words as he starts to coat your walls with his warm release making you let out a breathy sigh that Harry swears is one of content now that you’re getting pumped full of him in a way he knows you like.

“I love you too.” You mumble as you rest your cheek on your forearm while Harry’s hands slide up sides as he leans over you so he can place a kiss to the back of your neck.

“You okay baby?” You smile at the feeling of his hands gently pulling your dress back down after he slowly pulls out and slips his boxers back on.

“I’m perfect.” You tell him with a sigh as he helps you stand up and turn around so you can face him. “How are you?” Harry smiles as you reach up and fix his hair and adjust his tie for him.

“I feel like the luckiest man on earth.” He answers in a tone that lets you know he’s being honest, you just playfully shake your head as you watch him start to put his pants back on. You bend down to grab your panties but before your hand can reach them Harry beats you to it. “Oh no sweetheart these are staying with me.” You stare at him with wide eyes as he places them in the pocket of his slacks that he’s in the middle of buttoning back up.

“Harry Edward Sty-”

“You can use my full name all you want but it’s not going to get your panties back-I need them for good luck.”

“Good luck? How are those good luck?”

“Because you were wearing them when you walked into my office and let me bend you over my desk-you can’t really get much luckier than that.”

“Who are you and what have you done with my sweet shy husband who used to struggle to just look at me?” Harry lets out a laugh as his hands find your waist while yours get to work fixing his shirt making sure it doesn’t look wrinkled.

“I’m still your sweet husband I just don’t struggle to look at you anymore.” You feel his hands gently pull you closer to him making you look up at him with a quirked brow when you see a playful smirk on his face. “Now I just struggle to look away from you.” You can’t even hold back the giggle that slips past your lips while Harry just stares at you with his big bright eyes that are full of nothing but love.

“Get out of here before you’re late to your meeting.” You tease making Harry just smile as you reach up on your tiptoes so you can place a kiss to his lips.

“It’s a meeting all about how I’m doing as head of this company so it’s not like it can start without me.” You roll your eyes as he adjusts his glasses one last time before releasing his hands from your waist. “I’ll see you later sweetheart. I love you.”

“I love you too.” He steals one last kiss from your lips before he turns around and grabs his suit jacket off the coat rack near his door. You give him a little wave when he looks at you over his shoulder just needing to get one last glimpse of you before he opens his office door and steps out of it letting it softly close behind him. “That’s my husband.” You mumble to yourself as a smile breaks out over your face when you turn around and fix his name plate on his desk before plopping down into one of the leather seats.

Harry has a grin on his face as he looks outside the windows in the breakfast area of the kitchen, he brings his mug of coffee up to his lips as his eyes watch you bend over and grab one of the few pots full of flowers you and his mother picked out the other day while having a girls day at the garden center. As he watches you mess with the flowers Harry feels as if for the first time in his life he has everything he’s ever wanted, he has a family that’s proud of him, he’s officially the new ceo of the company allowing it to stay in the Styles family and he has a wife that he loves more than anything. The look of concentration on your face has him letting out a soft chuckle as you purse your lips while eyeing a wonky pot full of marigolds that you quickly fix making a little smile work it’s way onto your face. Harry nearly drops his mug when you look over your shoulder and catch him blatantly staring at you, not that you care he’s watching you but sometimes he still gets a little embarrassed when you catch him in the act even eight months after marrying you. He takes a few more sips of his coffee before placing it down on the table so he can join you outside.

“Hey there handsome.” Your voice is sweet and bubbly as Harry walks up behind you, he places his hands on the top of your shoulders giving them a little squeeze as you tilt your head back so he can lean down and place a quick kiss to your lips.

“It looks nice out here sweetheart you’ve done a great job.” You smile as his hands start to gently rub the tops of your shoulders that he knows get sore after a few hours messing with pots and bags of soil. “You know I was wondering how you’d feel about maybe switching rooms?”

“Switching rooms? Why?” You question as you lean forward and dig a few holes to place some flowers in. Harry bites his bottom lip as he reaches up and fixes his glasses, suddenly feeling nervous.

“Well uhm because we technically sleep in a guest bedroom so uh if we moved into the main bedroom it would leave a few rooms open for us to turn into uh into o-other rooms.” You pause your movements and turn your head to look up at Harry who is rubbing at the back of his neck that’s turning a light shade of red.

“What do you mean by other rooms? We already have an office and a study we don’t need three guest-” The rest of your sentence gets stuck in your throat as you slowly start to put the pieces together of what Harry is trying to say. “You don’t want it to be another guest room do you?” Harry shakes his head no as you drop the small hand shovel, he moves so he can reach his hands out to help you up off the ground.

“No I don’t want it to be another guest room I’d uhm like it to be a-a nursery if that-that’s something you’d like as well? I-I understand if it’s too soon or if you don’t-”

“You want to have a baby with me?” Harry just looks at you as if you just asked him the silliest question he’s ever heard making him reach out and cup your face in his hands.

“I do.” He tells you before placing a kiss to your lips, you smile when he pulls away and grab his wrists giving them a soft squeeze. “I’m not saying we have to try right now or anything I just wanted you to know that whenever you’re ready I’m more than okay with starting a family with you.”

“I’d love to have tons of babies with you Harry.” You tell him with a smile as his thumbs run up and down your cheekbones. “But I’d like to just enjoy being married for a little longer before we start trying if that’s okay?”

“Of course baby that’s fine.” He says softly as he leans in to kiss the top of your head. “I still sometimes don’t understand how I got so lucky to have you as my wife.”

“Your mom has good taste.” You tease making him laugh as you reach up and place a kiss to his lips.

“That’s true. She does.”

“I love you Mr. Styles.” Harry grins as your hands move to rest on his chest letting your wedding ring catch the light from the mid morning sun.

“I love you too Mrs. Styles.”

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