Harry Styles - Wedding Night
“Jesus,” Harry grunted as he tried to manoeuvre his way through the door of our hotel room, my dress getting caught on the door knob. “Damn.”
“Don’t move! It’ll rip!” I giggled, I leant forward and unhooked myself before Harry stumbled in, kicking the door shut as he jogged through. I squeaked as he tripped, throwing my body on the bed as he fell short and tumbled to the floor.
I laughed, tears brimming my eyes as he rolled onto his back. “I thought that was supposed to be romantic.” He smirked as he climbed onto the bed and led next to me.
He grabbed my hand and sponged kissed to the knuckles until he came to the new ring that sat on my finger. “Looks good, doesn’t it.” I smiled at him.
“Looks perfect Angel.” He whispered, craning his neck to kiss my lips. His body pressed against mine as he leant over me, his hand coming to rest delicately on my neck. I hummed softly and smiled against his lips.
“One second.” I said as I pushed him off, Harry groaning as he flopped down. “Can you unbutton me?” I took my vail off and placed in carefully on the back of an armchair, moving my long curled hair over my shoulder as I waited for Harry to help me.
He stood and slowly came over to me, his hands landing on my waist as his body pressed against my back. His lips pressed to my bare shoulder as he worked his way back to the curve of my neck, sucking on the skin. His fingers skimmed down my back before slowly popping open the buttons, his breath fanning over my neck. After my dress loosened I shrugged him off and walked over the the bathroom, turning around to see Harry wide eyed.
“What!” He almost yelled.
“We’re doing this properly!” I giggled back, shutting the door and rummaging through the bag my bridesmaids had put in here, for this very moment. I slipped out the dress and pulled off my heels, rubbing my sore feet before getting down to business.
I touched up my make up before slipping on the lace white underwear I had picked out weeks ago. I slipped on my wedding garter to rest on my upper thigh, before ruffling my hair and stepping out into the bedroom.
Harry had taken off his jacket and rolled his up sleeves, displaying his inked forarms as I watched him toe off his shoes. His eyes settled on me, a graceful smirk plastering his lips. He simply patted his lap, signaling me to sit.
I tip toed over, biting my lip as he stretched out his arms and pulled me to him. My knees bent as I sat on his lap, his eyes roaming over my body as I blushed, leaning forward to rest my head in the crook of his neck. Harry went crazy when I acted innocent, it was one of his major kinks, he adored the thought of being dominant and teaching me new things. During our moments together I deliberately acted far more innocent than I was, spurring the little role play we had going.
“What’s wrong Angel?” Harry hummed in my ear, stroking my hair. I shook my head and nuzzled further into him, Harry chuckling. “Being this exposed in front of Daddy embarrassing?”
“Yes Daddy.” I whispered as I pulled back, gathering my hair over one shoulder before looking doe-eyed at him. He bit his lip and smirked, leaning forward to press a kiss to my lips. My hands cupped his jawline as I deepened the kiss, desperate for him to touch me. His hands squeezed my hips, moving lower to rest under my backside, pushing me up so my body flushed against his.
“So beautiful,” he murmured as I trailed my lips down his neck. “All mine.”
I yelped as he spanked me hard, my hands fisting his shirt. He chuckled darkly and swatted me again before rubbing soothingly over the sore skin. I kissed his cheek once before he flipped us over, his body resting fully on mine.
“Please,” I hummed in his ear as I nibbled on his ear lobe. His hands grasped my hips tightly as he ground his hips to mine. “Please.” I begged again.
“Need to take care of my pretty little wife,” he hummed. “Need to satisfy her don’t I?”
I nodded my head furiously as his lips trailed over my chest, his wet lips pressing sloppy kisses over me. On the swell of my breast he licked a small stripe before blowing over the damp spot. Goosebumps formed all over my skin, Harry skimming over the small bumps that littered my skin.
“So soft.” He mumbled against me as he bit on the fabric of my bra. My hands fisted his hair as I pushed his head down.
“There,” I whimpered. “Need you there.” He chuckled against me.
“This is a very pretty set,” he looked up at me. I was about to reply before Harry ripped the bra in two.
My mouth hung open. “Harry! That was expensive! Why would you do that?”
His hand wrapped around my throat as his eyes blazed with anger. “Don’t ever talk to me like that, I don’t care how expensive it was, it was mine to do what I please with.” He seethed.
I bit my lip. “I’m sorry Daddy.” I whispered.
He pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “Need to be punished now baby.” I shook my head, he gave me a gentle tap on the cheek as a warning. “Behave.”
He sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, letting his legs hang as he adjusted his rolled up sleeves. He turned back to me, my body coiling up. He patted his lap and I reluctantly scooted over, laying aross his lap so my perky behind was on full display for him. He rubbed over the flesh, his cool rings causing goosebumps to rise on my skin.
“Why am I punishing you?” He coolly asked as he played with the band of the white lace.
I sighed. “Because I spoke back when I shouldn’t have.”
He gruffly hummed in response. “Usually I’d spank you until you cried, that was very disrespectful baby.” He told me “But as it’s our wedding night, you get five, count baby.”
I cried out as the first spank landed hard on my skin. “One.” I whimpered. Spank. “Two.” Spank, spank. “Three, four.” He paused for a moment, clearly admiring his work before giving me one last, particularly hard, swat. “Five.”
He effortlessly picked me as and forced me to straddle him, my arms wrapping around his neck and burying my head into his neck. Tears pricked my eyes but didn’t fall. “Sh baby,” he soothed. “You okay?”
I nodded. “Yes Daddy,” I pulled back and kissed his lips. “I’m sorry.”
He smiled. “That’s fine baby.” He pecked my lips before lazily kissing me, his tongue invading my mouth and taking over my body. My hands fisted his hair as he turned around, laying me down on the bed once more.
My hand travelled down his shirt and began to unbutton, Harry aiding me as he shrugged off the clothing hiding him from me. Our lips never broke as I stretched down to unbuckle his dress trousers and push them down, leaving him in his boxers.
My small hand cupped his already hard member as I squeezed, causing Harry to break the kiss to release a moan. “That’s it baby, take care o’ Daddy.” I peered up at him innocently as I slipped him out of his boxers, my thumb immediately running over his head.
His eyes closed as his mouth hung open a little, my wrist flicked however I was soon stopped. “Daddy?” I questioned.
He smirked down at me. “Need to consummate this marriage,” he murmured as he completely took off his boxers, slipping off my panties. He brushed his tip over my clit. “You want me to do that baby?”
I nodded. “Please Daddy, don’t tease me.” I begged as I bit my lip.
He groaned and sunk into me, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I let out a long, soft moan. He pulled out and pushed back in, soft and gentle at first. He lowered down onto his forearms, enclosing around me as he whispered sweet nothings into my ear. “You looked stunning today, so beautiful, you make such a lovely wife.”
“Daddy.” I hummed into his ear, my legs wrapping around his waist. “Harder, please.”
“Christ.” He groaned as he hips harshly snapped into mine, a small yelp leaving my lips as he picked up the pace. “Can’t have it slow can you baby? Always need Daddy filling you up, bet you can feel it in your tummy can’t you?”
Pressure began to form in my stomach and I knew I wasn’t far off, a couple more thrusts and I’d be done for. “Can I cum Daddy? Please?”
He smirked down at me. “Yes baby, cum around my cock.” He stopped and ground his hips against mine, which truely set me off. My hands tugged at his curls, my body writhing beneath him as I finally came undone.
I peered up to look at Harry, swear forming around his forehead as he peered down at me. My small hand delicately traced over his lips as he groaned, closing his eyes and moaning again. His hips stilled as he bit his lip, dropping his head to rest of my shoulder as I felt him cum inside me. He panted against me for a moment, before pulling out and shuffling down my body.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
He smirked up at me, not utter a work before licking over me. I gasped and flopped back, feeling him lick up the mixture we had made before focussing on my clit. My hands fisted the sheets as he flicked over my sensitive nub, before sucking harshly and bringing me to my second orgasm.
He kissed up my tired body, lifting me to place me under the covers before joining me. He got in behind me, wrapping his arm around my middle and kissing my shoulder softly.
“I love you, wife.” He chuckled as my eyes began to droop.
