Restless [Reckless Sequel] || Harry Styles AU (DISCONTINUED)

2: ease

Yes, I was anticipating this moment so I dressed accordingly.

"Bloody hell, Jessy," Harry practically whimpered the words. His hands grazed over my chest before they found their way on either side of my face. He kissed me softly. I moved my hands down to the bottom of his shirt, yanking on it to let him know that if my top was off, his had to be, too.

Harry took his hands off of me for only a second to yank his shirt off and toss it to the side. My eyes immediately took in his tattoos. He was breathing hard as he watched me admire the designs across his body.

After a few moments, I wrapped my arms around his neck, causing our chests to collide as our lips touched. Our tongues danced around in my mouth before he broke our kiss and started a love bite on my neck.

I gasped as soon as his teeth grazed my skin. That soon turned into a moan.

When his mouth left my neck, I nudged him to the side so that I could be the one on top.

I straddled his waist. His eyes followed me intensely as I climbed off of him and the bed so that I could take off my leggings, leaving me in my lacy panties that matched my bra.

I loved how Harry was looking at me.

Not wasting a second, I straddle his waist again, running a hand through my hair to get it out of my face.

"You're so beautiful, babe," he breathed. There was a little perspiration on his forehead causing stray hairs to stick to his skin.

I grinned and leaned down to place my lips against the base of his throat. I could feel him growing harder by the second.

His hands held firm on my back and we, yet again, switched positions. I let out a giggle as the bed creaked and jumped underneath us. Harry chuckled at my reaction.

He kissed down the valley of my breasts and down my stomach. Each kiss sent a wave of heat through me, my back involuntarily arching at the contact. He dauntingly looked up at me through his thick lashes as he became eyelevel with my lace undergarments.

I knew what he was thinking of doing and we'd never done it before.

He raised an eyebrow as a way of asking for permission to continue on. I gave a shake of my head, letting him know to keep going.

A smirk cursed his swollen, pink lips as he slowly slipped off my underwear. Instinctively, I pressed my knees together in embarrassment. When Harry's gaze held mine, he gave me the most gentle look with his piercing eyes.

"Jessy, you're so breathtaking," he murmured as if he were reminding me. He stood up and slipped off his sweats, leaving him in only boxers before he climbed back onto the bed. He hovered over me to press a long kiss to my lips and then a short one to my cheek. Right after, he returned to his previous position.

He looked up to me again and I just leaned my head against the pillow, allowing an anticipating smile to fall on my face.

As soon as I felt his breath on the most sensitive part of me, I gasped. But nothing was able to prepare me for the feeling of his hot tongue.

I clenched my fingers hard against the bed sheets. A loud moan left my mouth, but I was no longer self-conscious about it. The only thing on my mind was Harry's mouth.

Pressure built up at the pit of my stomach as he continued.

"Shit," I breathed out as I felt his finger join his tongue.