"Is it bad that I never made love? No I never did it, but I sure know how to fuck..."

Song: Bad

Artist: Wale

 My heart was pounding in my chest, for multiple reasons, as he led me up the steps, practically dragging me with his tight grip on my wrist.  Not that I was complaining.  As soon as we climbed the porch, he swung me around and pushed me into the door, closing the gap between us, his hips pressing into mine as he ducked his head to let his lips attack my neck.  Teeth sunk into my skin before his tongue ran over it the dull ache, soothing the gentle sting all while he dug around in his pocket for his keys. 

My knees almost buckled when he sucked the sensitive skin into his mouth, bringing blood to the surface and sure to leave a mark.  I felt him smirk against me as I sucked in a breath when his knee worked between my legs, thigh pushing up into me and putting pressure on my core. 

He finally retrieved his keys from his pocket, deftly separating the correct one and unlocking the door and swinging it open, arm wrapping securely around my waist to keep me from falling through the doorframe.  The pressure he put on my shoulders pushed me backward until we were through the frame, steering me backwards.  A slam echoed through the entry as he kicked it shut.  His chest pressed into mine, his height towering over me as he stared down at me only inches from my face.

I was breathing heavily, my lips parted as I tried to take a full breath but failed as I lost all hope of proper function when I looked into his mesmerizing green eyes.  His head ducked down again to let his teeth graze along the skin of my neck, dragging them upward until he reached my ear.

“You still in it, Halle?” he growled, his tongue sliding up the outer shell of my ear.  He had one arm wrapped firmly around my lower back, practically holding me up while his other trailed up my leg before reaching my center and letting his fingers run over the seam of my jeans.  My eyes fluttered shut at the overwhelming assault of his various advances before I regained a little control, gritting my teeth in determination. 

This was going to happen, and I was going to have at least some control.  My hand reached forward to palm him over his jeans, putting a lot more pressure on him than I normally would have to get his attention.  There was already a prominent bulge forming, and I was impressed at the size of it. 

“You tell me,” I breathed as I shifted my hips forward rolling my body against him, increasing the pressure between us.  A deep groan rumbled from his chest, vibrating behind his rib cage as his palms slid around my hips to roughly mold against my bum, pulling me tighter against him.  He bit down on my neck again before releasing it and bringing his lips back to mine, tongue dipping smoothly into my mouth.

My hands rose to tangle in his hair, clutching at the strands as I kissed him back hungrily.  With the increasing pressure and obvious need between us growing by the second, I wasn’t surprised to feel him getting harder beneath his tight, black jeans as he pressed his hips into me.  My breath shot out in a harsh exhale when he suddenly pushed me backwards, my back colliding with a wall as he let his palms trail up my body, snaking under my shirt to heat the skin covering my hip. 

His fingers slid down my stomach before quickly undoing my jeans.  Before I could take a solid breath, his hand sunk into my jeans and his fingers dragged firmly across my center.  My mouth fell open at the contact, allowing him to dip his tongue in again, rolling across mine as he kissed me.  He curled his fingers against me once while his other hand gripped my neck, his thumb tilting my jaw up to his. 

There was nothing gentle about the way he moved, no tenderness or care, but there was a raw magnetism I felt pulling me to him that I couldn’t describe or explain.  His fingers shifted, pushing my panties to the side as he dragged his thumb up my center before abruptly pushing two fingers inside me, leaving just enough space between our hips to maneuver his hand. 

My back arched off the wall at his touch, his long fingers curling strongly against my wall as he pushed them in and out of me.  My fingers left his hair to clutch at the front of his shirt, pulling him to me to attempt to reconnect our lips.  I hadn’t realized it, but he had stopped kissing me and was watching my face, taking in my changes in expression when he touched me with a dark, lustful look in his eye. 

He resisted my tugging, holding his face inches away from mine as he took in my parted lips, my burning eyes, and the panting breaths that were slipping from my mouth.  I bit my lip as I made eye contact with him, his thumb finding my clit and circling around it heavily while his fingers continued to curl inside me. 

My heart was pounding my chest from the way he watched me, and I was surprised how turned on I was from it.  He smirked at me as he put pressure on a point inside me, earning a gasp and my hips to jerk toward him.  I leaned forward again, dodging his lips this time and ducking to let my lips close around the prominent muscle in is neck, running my tongue down his skin before sinking my teeth into it. 

His skin on his stomach was smooth against my palm as I slid my hand beneath his shirt, feeling his obviously defined ab muscles and letting out an appreciative hum.  My fingers slipped beneath the waistband of his boxers that rose from his jeans, sliding along the silky skin as far as I could reach in the confines of his tight pants. 

My entire body jerked forward as he pushed another finger into me suddenly, sinking them into the knuckles.  I pressed my mouth into his shoulder, biting down softly as he curled them against me.  My body tensed as I fought to regain control, and I could feel my knees shaking as I struggled to stay standing.

Furiously, my fingers worked to undo his belt, managing to unbuckle it fairly quickly in my haste.  As soon as I had it undone, I ripped the rest of his jeans open and sunk my hand in, wanting to return what he was doing to me.  He pinched my clit between his fingers, nearly causing me to collapse as I let my hand drift beneath his boxers.

My mouth fell open in shock as I felt how massive he was, by far bigger than anyone I’d ever been with.  His skin was silky beneath my fingers as I wrapped them around his shaft, squeezing lightly before sliding up his length.  My thumb stroked across the head, tracing the slit lightly and earning a groan from Harry.  He increased his pace, driving me absolutely insane before I somehow, in some act of super human strength, gripped his wrist with my other hand and pulled it away from me.

My body shuddered at the loss of contact, protesting and screaming for his touch to be returned to me, but I had other plans.  I released my grip on him to grab the front of his shirt and push him further down the hall into another wall, his wide shoulders colliding with it forcefully. 

A gust of air rushed out of his mouth, brushing across my face as I crashed into him, pushing him further into the wall.  My lips crashed into his, parting them immediately and letting my tongue slide along his as my hips pushed hard into him.  After tugging back on his lower lip, I released it and moved to his jaw, kissing the skin there and trailing down his neck.  My lips dragged lower, teeth nipping at him and tongue smoothing where I bit until I reached the collar of his wide shirt that exposed his beautiful collarbones.  I sucked on one harshly before dropping down to my knees, lifting his shirt to press wet kisses to his skin. 

My palms slid up his thighs, squeezing firmly until I reached his groin.  His hips twitched as I reached the top of his jeans and boxers, slipping my fingers beneath the bands and pulling down, revealing more of his skin to me.  His eyes burned into mine when I looked up at him, studying my every move with his lips slightly parted. 

When I got his jeans low enough to free him, my hot breath washed over him and he bit his lip, white teeth sinking into the deep, pink color of his lips.  I laid my tongue out flat as I swiped in up his shaft, starting at the base.  His hands curled into fists at his sides when I closed my lips around the head, letting my tongue swipe around in a circle, feeling every curve of the head before finding the slit and darting against it. 

He groaned when I took more of him into my mouth, bobbing my head as I took more and more each time.  With every inch of silky skin that disappeared past my lips, he grew more and more agitated.  He was so big it was difficult for me to take all of him.  Frustration coursed through me as I struggled to take more, letting my hands take over what I couldn’t swallow. 

My fingers wrapped around his length, squeezing and twisting in sync with my mouth.  When his head pressed against the back of my throat, he let out aloud groan and slammed his fist into the wall, squeezing his eyes shut and grimacing as he shoved his hand through his hair.

“Fuck, stop,” he said, gripping forearms and yanking me up.  He tugged his jeans up but didn’t bother doing them before he slammed his mouth into mine and pushed me into yet another wall, grinding his hips to me as his palm roughly massaged my breast, kissing me deeply and hungrily.  His hands trailed down my sides quickly before sliding past my bum and gripping the backs of my thighs, lifting me in a quick burst just has he had outside and slamming me back into the wall. 

My breathing was coming in uneven pants as he rolled against me again, making my entire body practically vibrate.  With no warning, he moved away from the wall, still holding me up while he moved down the hall.  My arms wrapped around his neck, gripping his hair tightly as I clung to him. 

My back slammed into a door, pushing it open as he carried me through it.  I assumed it was his room, but I really had no idea, nor did I care.  All I cared was that there was a bed, which I quickly discovered was present as he practically threw me onto it, dropping me to my back before quickly following me down.  He held himself over me with his hands on either side of my face, head ducked down to suck on my neck. 

I couldn’t stop my hand from tugging up on his shirt, yanking it to his armpits before he gripped the back and pulled it off.  Immediately he grabbed mine, pulling it over my head before I was even aware of it, my bra following almost instantly after.  His head ducked down more to close his lips over my nipple, sucking and nibbling on it before sliding his tongue around the nub.  A whimper escaped my lips as his warm tongue laid flat against it, his other hand molding against the other side of my chest. 

Releasing my nipple, he dragged his lips back up my chest, kissing my jaw as his hands slid down my sides, reaching my undone jeans and sliding his hand back beneath the fabric.  His fingers slid along my opening before pushing in again, thumb pushing down on my clit and circling once, twice, three times.  My back arched into him again as I could stop the moan that fell from my lips. 

Suddenly he pulled his hand back and my hand slammed into the mattress in frustration.  I was relieved, however, when he roughly tugged my jeans and panties down, clearing them from my hips in one swift motion, baring me to him.  I kicked them off my legs, completely naked now.  My hands sunk beneath his remaining clothes and tugged, unable to move them more than an inch or so before he took over and pulled them off as well. 

He paused and pulled what I knew to be a condom from the glint of the foil out of the pocket.  Biting the corner of it, he ripped it open and tossed the wrapper to the side before sliding it on with unsurprising skill.  As soon as he had it on, I could feel him pushing against my opening, his weight evident as he waited.

His dark green eyes met my gaze as he looked at me, leaning down to kiss me roughly before pulling back.

“You good?” he asked huskily, voice impossibly deep and raspy in his aroused state.

“Yeah,” I responded without thinking, my body completely taking over any sense I might have normally had.  He nodded sharply before shifting his hips forward, pushing himself into me.

“Oh my god,” I moaned, the stretch of his massive size causing a delicious burn as he sunk all the way into me, giving me no time to adjust to him.  My mouth fell open and my head tilted back, aching against the mattress.  I felt his lips close over my jugular, surely able to feel my pulse pounding beneath my skin.  He pulled his hips back before sliding into me again, and I felt him exhale heavily against my skin. 

My muscles were tight as he pushed in and out of me, resisting the stretch his body was forcing upon me but relishing the pressure it created. 

“Holy fuck,” he groaned as he sunk his teeth into my collarbone before lifting his head to crash his mouth into mine.  His tongue dove into my mouth, massaging mine as he kissed me deeply.  I struggled to breathe as his hips rocked against me, driving him impossibly deeper with every thrust.  Pressure was building in my stomach already as he tilted his hips up slightly, hitting a completely different spot and earning another round of moans to slip from my lips.

“Fuck, Harry,” I groaned as he gripped my hip in one of his large hands, lifting them off the bad as he drove himself fully in again and again.  I lost all control of my body as he took me; my back arched off the mattress, my hands roughly gripped at whatever part of him I could find, and gasps fell from my lips unstopped as he rolled his body on top of me. 

My palms slid down his back, which was firm with muscles and contracting tightly as he thrust into me, sweat forming over his skin.  I groaned when he dipped his hips down, the pressure growing more and more in my stomach.  My legs wrapped around his back and grew impossibly tight, my hips attempting to rise to meet his but mostly just bucking uncontrollably as he sunk into me again. 

His pace grew faster and faster, hips crashing into mine more and more as he worked my body into absolute chaos.  I couldn’t catch a solid breath in the state I was in, my mind buzzing wildly in ecstasy as he slammed into me.  My muscles tensed up, and I knew I was almost done for.  Fingernails scratched down his back as I tried to hold on, but he didn’t even notice.  If anything, he liked it, because a satisfied groan fell into my mouth as it passed through his lips. 

He tilted his hips up once more, hitting the deepest he had yet, pulling almost completely out before thrusting back in at an torturously fast pace, practically shoving me to the end.  One more deep thrust from him and I was done for, a cry I wasn’t aware of being shouted into the air as the pressure in my stomach burst, relief flooding through my body.  Heat radiated through me as I reveled in my high, my mouth falling open as he continued to rock his hips into me. 

“Fuck,” he groaned as he gave one more thrust, hitting incredibly deep and stilling as his muscles strained, the veins popping out in his neck as he squeezed his eyes shut and came.  After a few seconds he relaxed and let out a heavy exhale, pressing his lips to mine once before rolling onto his back next to me.

“Holy shit,” I breathed, unable to open my eyes or stop the shaking that had settled over my entire body.  I was covered in a sheen of sweat and my entire body was buzzing, fire burning through my veins as I attempted to catch a breath.

He let out a huff of air, almost like a laugh as he shoved his hand through his wet hair before dropping it lazily back onto the bed.  I managed a glance at him and took in the incredible curve of his chest and abs, admiring his physical perfection.  For the first time, I noticed tattoos covered his left arm, along with a few dotting his chest and stomach.  I had been so distracted by his touches and his lips that I hadn’t even noticed until now.

“Nice to fucking meet you, Halle,” he said, gravel weighing down his voice as he let out a low scoff, grinning in satisfaction.  I took a deep breath, trying to process all that had just happened, my mind still clouded by my incredible orgasm.

What had I gotten myself into?

"I can't promise that I'll be good to you..."