I felt his fingers slip inside my panties.
His lips wandered down to my collar bone while my hands found their way to his neck.
Some minutes passed until I finally remembered why his face was so familiar to me.
My friend told me something about him few weeks ago. Leah showed me a picture of that man in the newspaper. The police was looking for him because he's the most known drug dealer in town.
I suddenly froze as that thought flashed my mind.
Harry seemed to notice it.
"What's wrong baby?"
"You're a dealer." Somehow I managed to whisper those words.
"Yes, that's true. I'm the drug dealer." Harry chuckled and continued kissing my collar bone. He emphasized the word the as if he wanted to let me know that he is THE only popular drug dealer in town. He told me that as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
"Please don't hurt me." I felt a tear running down my cheek. I didn't know how to react or act because of his unusual business job.
With his left hand he wiped off my tears.
"Shhhh baby, nobody's gonna hurt you. I'm gonna protect you and make you feel good. Trust me."
I wasn't able to answer anything because Harry's right hand rested on my side before moving down to the zipper on my back.
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THE DANGEROUS MAN
FanfictionPeople always say partying and experiencing the night life is fun. Dancing, making out, drinking... It's all fun but when I went clubbing with my college friends on a Thursday night I did not expect it to end in such a disaster. A drug dealer, a dan...
