I can't even begin to express how sorry I am for not updating in SO LONG. Last week was like the busiest week of my damn life. Also I just prioritize my other book 6 Man before this one that's why this on gets updated a bit later.

BUT THANK YOU FOR 11K EL OH EL

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✧ Touch me yeah, I want you to touch me there
Make me feel like I am breathing, feel like I am human ✧

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"Harry."

  Her tiny moan in his ear made him shudder, pulling her further into his lap as he pushed his tongue deeper into her mouth. He could taste the bitterness of the tequila that soaked her tongue, nonetheless getting intoxicated on it and her kiss. He locked his arms around her back, tilting his head to the side to kiss her deeply, making out in one of the private shows room. He relished the feelings he got from kissing her, finding sexual relief in it after a week of being apart from her.

  His hands slipped under her smooth thighs, gripping them firmly as he stood up all of a sudden. Adriana clung to him in surprise, locking her ankles behind his back as he carried her over to the table with the pole attached to it and the ceiling. Resting her ass on the edge, Harry felt her fingers tangle with his curls as she tugged him down to kiss him again, finding it hard to spend even a few seconds away from his addicting lips.

  Adriana felt her core ache for him, legs pulling him closer so that his crotch was lined up with hers, firmly pressed against each other's. Their lips broke away at the sudden contact, a heavy breath escaping Harry as he opened his eyes to gaze at her lustfully.

  Adriana gazed up at him with dark eyes and parted swollen lips, one hand resting on the nape of his neck while the other slowly took the other and brought it down between them. Harry watched as she guided his hand to the area between her legs, biting his lip when his fingers brushed the area, emitting a sharp exhale from her.

   "Touch me, Harry," she whispered lowly to him, pressing her fingertips into the nape of his neck as he listened to her and rubbed his fingers slowly.

  Harry slide his tongue over his pink lips at the way he felt her wetness seep through the material of her bodysuit, tugging it aside to reveal her soaking püssy. A soft exhale left Adriana's lips when Harry ran his fingers against her, finding her clit and rubbing small circles into it slowly. Their foreheads pressed together as Adriana let out a shaky breath, lips brushing his every now and then as he gazed at her intently, fingers touching her sensually.

  Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip when he pushed a finger into her, making her hips twitch at the feeling of his single digit stretching her out. She could feel his hot breath against her lips, breathing heavily as he fucked her with his finger, adding another one soon enough.

  He curled them heavily, making Adriana's head roll back and eyes flutter close with a heavy moan, legs spreading apart as he ducked down to kiss her neck. As his lips left wet open-mouthed kisses on the skin of her neck, Adriana found herself becoming slightly overwhelmed, surprised as well for finding so much pleasure in just fingering. She was ready to cum on his fingers until a loud voice halted their movements.

   "Where the fuck is Adriana!"

  Her dark eyes met his green ones in panic as her body tensed, his hand slipping away from between her legs. Adriana quickly jumped off the table, adjusting her bodysuit with a grimace because she was hot and bothered, and undeniably wet. Harry's lips formed a pout when she turned to leave, heading towards the velvet curtains that served as the doors. But then she halted her movements, quickly turning around and approaching him. Her hands grabbed his cheeks, planting a firm kiss on his soft lips that lingered for a few seconds before she pulled away and whispered to him.

   "Meet me outside after I'm done like last time."

  A grin immediately made its way on Harry's lips, the cute smile making the corner of Adriana's lips tick upwards for a second before she was caught off-guard when Harry kissed her again. Harry's clean hand came up to cup her face as he left sweet pecks on her lips, making her giggle uncharacteristically, not wanting to leave now that his lips captured hers. But they both jolted when Morgan's gruff voice interrupted their intimate moment.

   "Adriana!"

  Adriana broke her lips from his, shooting him a grin that made his heart skip a beat as she hurried out of the room, slipping past the curtains and disappearing. Harry let out a sigh, his pink swollen lips stretching out into a grin as he ran his fingers through his hair, with the hand that he didn't use on her. He then brought the other one up, noticing the way her arousal clung to his fingers, making them glisten. He slipped them into his mouth, eyes fluttering close at the taste of her. All he knew was that he needed to taste her on his tongue. Maybe he'll get the opportunity to do so tonight.

  His fingers popped from his mouth when he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. His other hand reached around the back and pulled it out, noticing that it was a text from Niall. After watching Adriana's show, Niall paid the manager a few hundred-dollar bills to let Harry get the first private show again. Niall then disappeared off for a private show with another woman, and Harry hadn't heard from him since. Green eyes skimmed over the blue text with lowered brows, wondering why on earth did Niall want him to go to room 5 where his private show was.

  Either way, Harry had time to kill until he got to see Adriana again, so he headed over to Niall's private show. Locating the golden plate with the number 5 next to the room across the one he was previously in, Harry pulled the curtains back a little and stepped into the room. When he raised his eyes, he frowned tightly, finding Niall's back facing him with a woman on her knees in front of him, her head bobbing. He then realized what was happening, a gasp escaping his lips as his cheeks flushed and eyes widened. Niall was receiving head.

   "Harry!" Niall exclaimed cheerfully, turning his upper body slightly to gaze at Harry. But Harry looked away quickly in embarrassment.

   "What the hell Niall! Why did you ask me to come?"

   "I thought you'd appreciate me inviting you here, this babe is willing to have a threesome with us. It's lit!" Niall said with a cackle, excitement filling his voice as he pulled his côck out of the woman's mouth and pulled his pants up. He headed over to Harry whom still had his gaze averted, while the woman stood up and approached them too.

   "How many times do I have to tell you I'm not into threesomes? Like at all!" Harry exclaimed loudly, finally turning his head to face Niall whom had his arm wrapped around the woman.

   "You're no fun," the exotic-looking woman pouted at him.

   "What she said," Niall nodded in agreement. "I thought you'd appreciate it. She gives good head!"

   "Ugh, whatever," Harry rolled his eyes, sometimes wondering to himself what on earth happened to the sweet innocent Irish boy he first met back in primary school. "I'm seeing Adriana later."

   "The Diamond Girl?" The women who stood by Niall spoke up in questioning.

   "Yeah," Harry nodded back, curiosity flashing through his eyes.

   "Be careful with her," the woman simply said in warning, her words making both Harry's and Niall's brows pull low over their eyes.

   "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

   "She just has the tendency to fuck up everything in her life," the woman said with a shrug. "Or so I've heard."

  Harry swallowed thickly at her words, simply nodding and turning to leave, ignoring Niall's slightly concerned look that he tried to shoot at Harry. He headed to the bar, sliding onto a stool and ordering a drink. He had a chat with the bartender, whose name he found out was Stephan, and asked him questions about Adriana since he saw her talking to him, laughing with him as if they were good friends.

   "I don't actually know much about her," Stephan said with a chuckle while cleaning a glass with a rag.

   "But you said you were friends with her," Harry mumbled in slight confusion.

   "I mean, I'd like to think we're friends but I don't think she even wants that. She's an introvert in that way, content with her own company, doesn't need nor want friends," Stephan explained briefly, making Harry nod slowly, slightly disappointed. I want to be her friend, he thought to himself.

   "What about friends with benefits?" Harry blurted out without thinking, watching Stephan raise an eyebrow at him with a chuckle.

   "So you've heard?"

   "Heard what?"

   "That she sleeps around quite a lot," Stephen said, making Harry swallow thickly shaking his head. "She does one night stands, never friends with benefits."

   "So...she never sleeps with the same person again?"

   "That's what she told me," Stephen nodded in confirmation. "Are you interested in hooking up with her?" he asked Harry curiously, wondering why he was asking so many questions.

   "I kinda already have," Harry muttered under his breath. "Have you ever...?"

   "With her?" Stephen arched a brow at him, then chuckling deeply. "Nah man, I'm asexual." 

   "Oh," Harry blinked, "I'm sorry for thinking you're straight," he immediately apologized, feeling bad.

   "Don't," Stephen waved him off. "So tell me, are you back here in the club for her, or for the shows?"

   "For her," Harry immediately answered.

   "That night must've been wild, huh?" Stephen said with a chuckle, making Harry nod a little with flushed cheeks.

   "Quite wild."

   "Well, remember what I said; she only does one night stands, not two," Stephen reminded Harry, making him shake his head with a grin.

   "Actually, I'm meeting her after she finishes up with her shows," Harry told him with a smirk, making Stephen raise his eyebrows in surprise.

   "Really?" he questioned with genuine surprise, making Harry frown a little. "Is she making you pay?"

   "What?" Harry pulled his brows low in confusion.

   "Is she making you pay? Stephen repeated, making Harry's eyes widen with surprise.

   "She's a prostitute?" Harry gaped a little, making Stephen shrug uncomfortably, feeling as if he had said too much.

   "It's not a part time job or anything. She just does it sometimes to earn extra cash because the manager here pays the strippers only a quarter of what they earn," Stephen explained, making Harry's brows raise up in slight shock.

   "What the hell? That's so unfair," Harry frowned tightly. "They don't get paid enough so they turn to prostitution?"

   "Yeah, some do," Stephen nodded in confirmation.

   "Well, she didn't make me pay," Harry said lowly.

   "Maybe she likes you enough to fuck you again," Stephen suggested, making Harry smile a little. "Which is something unusual, and new."

   "Maybe," Harry hummed back in response, a tiny smile dipping into his lips, making Stephan smile back as he continued to drink and chat with Stephen for the rest of the night.

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   "Niall's hotel, Smithers."

  Adriana relaxed back into the beige seat as Harry instructed his driver to take them to the same hotel they fucked previously. Smithers rolled up the partition after he responded to Harry's request and began driving. In an instant, Adriana was straddling Harry's lap, the two of them making out messily in the dark while the car drove into some traffic. Adriana's teeth sunk into Harry's pink lower lip, emitting a grunt from him as she tugged it backwards and let it go, watching it pop back into place.

  Her thumb came down to trace the curve of it, feeling the smooth velvety surface of it with the pad of her thumb. She decided that his lips were her favorite feature of him so far; they were just so mesmerizing, so pink: so kissable. They were perfect, not too thin nor too plump; the perfect shade of pink and sometimes even red that was just natural. They were heart-shaped, something she found cute as she studied his lips for a second or two, while Harry gazed at her, waiting for her to kiss him in anticipation. He habitually licked his lips, making Adriana's throat go dry at the way the wet muscle glided over the smooth curve of his lips.

   "What do you want me to do, Harry?" she asked him, her question catching him off-guard all of a sudden. His look of slight confusion made her lean in closer, eyes darting down to his lips once again before flicking back up. "I'm all yours tonight, what do you want me to do baby?"

  Harry's throat tightened at her seductive words, finding himself rendered speechless as his eyes searched for hers in the darkness.

   "Do you want me to touch you?" she teased him, trailing her palm over his hardened crotch before cupping it firmly, giving it a light squeeze. He exhaled shakily at the action, looking at her with wide, lustful eyes.

   "What do you want to do?" Harry questioned her all of a sudden, giving her the chance to be caught off-guard. But she composed herself quickly and answered bluntly.

   "I want to suck your cock."

  The confirmation was in Harry's eyes as Adriana smirked coyly, lowering herself between Harry's spread out legs. There was enough legroom for her small body to fit in between his legs comfortably. Her hands squeezed at his firm thighs; loving how snugly his jeans fitted his legs. Her hands trailed up to unbuckle his belt, pulling it apart and tugging the zipper of his jeans down, revealing his black Calvin Kleins containing his throbbing member. Immediately, she dragged her wet tongue over the length of his clothed cock, causing Harry to grab her hair all of a sudden and squeeze his eyes shut.

  Adriana pushed her laughter down when he quickly released his tight grip on her hair and began apologizing, asking if his actions hurt her. She rolled her eyes at him, grabbing his hand and returning it to its previous position on her head. She told him she liked it when guys tug on her hair while she sucked their cocks, her crude words making Harry's cheeks flush, nonetheless gripping her hair firmly as she continued to lay wet kisses over his hard member. The boxers he was wearing had quickly become an annoying restraint. Harry wished she would just take him into her mouth already.

  As if sensing his anticipation, Adriana finally peeled off his boxers, licking her lips at the sight of his throbbing cock, begging for relief. She wasted no time in taking his cock into her mouth, the wetness and warmth of it sending waves of pleasure over his member, causing him to moan softly under his breath. His fingers moved back to tug her hair behind her ears, one hand caressing her jaw as she skillfully sucked him off, tickling her tongue against the pulsing vein under his côck.

  Her lips wrapped around his head firmly, fisting the shaft with one hand and gripping his thigh with the other as she focused a bit on pleasuring the head. She noticed that Harry really liked it when she tickled the tip of her tongue to his slit; she noticed the way his body would jolt with pleasure and his grip on her hair would tighten. She wanted him to grab her head and fuck her mouth with his cock to a point where she would feel like he was choking her and making her gag. But she was just really dirty like that and wasn't sure if he was okay with doing it. Nonetheless, she enjoyed this slow pace that wasn't rough like what she was used to.

  Harry was nearing his orgasm as Adriana focused on taking medium pull-ups, making noisy sloshy sounds with her saliva on his côck while she messily, yet skillfully sucked him off. Her tongue slid under the shaft as her lips slipped lower and lower, more and more of his cock disappearing into her heavenly mouth until his head met the back of her throat. She relaxed her throat and breathed through her nose, skillfully fighting off her gag relax before she pulled back with a sharp inhale. Her hands gripped his thighs tightly as she lowered her head again, bobbing it up and down as she dragged her lips back and forth on his cock, moving her tongue along the silky skin.

   "I'm gonna cum, oh fuck," Harry breathed, trying his best to hold in his continuous moans.

  Just then the car came to a halt, Smithers announcing that they had arrived. Just as Harry was on the verge of releasing, Adriana pulled back, and quickly tucked his wet length back into his boxers. She pulled the zipper up, buttoned his pants and did his belt with a teasing smirk on her face while Harry sat there and watched her in shock. She leaned up to peck his lips, before sitting beside him and patting his thigh while speaking.

   "I want you to fuck me before you cum down my throat."

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   "Harder!" Adriana moaned deeply, arching her back as Harry pounded into her with force and high speed, listening to her words.

  As soon as they were connected, they were relieved of their sexual tension that had gathered up during the past week since they first slept together. It felt odd for both of them, but very relieving at the same time. Adriana in particular found it unusual that she was actually craving for a man after just one hook up. She had already begun to believe that she would never be able to be intimate with someone, and enjoy it sex-wise or even in a relationship. But she stood corrected whenever she found Harry wandering into her mind.

   "Oh fuck you're so wet," Harry said with a heavy groan; holding himself up with his palms near her head as he let his body move fluidly, skin smacking against each other's loudly.

  Adriana paused Harry for a second, throwing one of her legs over his shoulder to stretch her pussy out even more for him. He then continued his movements, jaw slackening at how deep he could easily go due to the change in position. He stopped again, rising to kneel on the bed, he wrapped an arm around the leg that hung over his shoulder, holding the other leg's ankle by his waist; he snapped his hips back and forth, driving into her deeply.

  Her head lolled backwards as her back arched like a cat, dark eyes rolling back into her head while her lips parted to let out short breathless moans. Her fingers wrapped around Harry's wrist, the hand that held her hip, clutching it tightly while rolled his cock into her heavily. Her other hand rose to cup her breast, squeezing the supple flesh while her eyes lingered on the sight of Harry. Her leg slipped down from his shoulder as it had begun to cramp up after a few seconds, bending both legs at the knee while Harry kneeled between her legs. His hands pressed her thighs back, eyes locked onto the sight of his slick cock slipping into her dripping püssy, emitting sinful noises that made his cheeks flush.

  Adriana gazed at Harry while he fucked her at a slower, more torturous pace. Her dark eyes studied the way his unruly curls fell over his forehead, pale jade eyes hooded with lust and pink bottom lip hanging lowly with soft grunts flying out. They dragged down and examined his dark tattoos, tainting his tanned skin that had a sheen of sweat on it. She licked her lips at the way his muscles in his arms bulged as he held her legs tightly, spreading her apart and pushing into her roughly. Her hands squeezed the supple flesh of her breasts as she raked her eyes down his naked body, watching the muscles in his stomach contract sharply.

  Her eyes drifted low to the area where they were connected, only seeing glimpses of his glistening cock sliding into her continuously, the sight enough to make her release. But she held onto her orgasm for a little bit longer. Harry took his time to take a good look at her, relishing the sigh of her writhing under him as he fucked her hard and fast. His lust-filled green eyes dragged down her body, right from her screwed up dark eyes and parted swollen lips, to her flushed chest where her breasts bounced with every thrust, down to the place where his cock pushed into her, stretching her slick walls apart.

  His body lowered to hover over hers, rocking his hips at the most perfect rough pace, hitting her g-spot with every thrust, emitting high-pitched moans from her.  Adriana felt the pressure in the pit of her stomach begging to be released, her hands slipping up his chest and over his shoulder to dig her nails into the skin of his back. Harry lowered his body even more to press his bare chest against hers, moaning at the feeling of her perky nipples against his bare skin as well as the feeling of her warm, wet walls engulfing his cock.

   "I'm close," she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut as she lifted her hips to meet his thrusts easily.

   "Then cum for me," Harry found himself saying with a heavy groan, his words making Adriana's stomach tighten.

  With a few more heavy thrusts into her, Adriana came all over his cock; a string of moans tumbling out of her lips as she let go. Harry continued with his movements, ducking down to lay kisses on her neck, as his thrusts grew sloppy. When their eyes met again, Adriana tapped her mouth, an indication of the place where she wanted him to release into. He understood, nodding shortly with heavy pants escaping his lips. He hadn't worn a condom this time, since they established the fact that they were both clean and were frankly too impatient for condoms. Plus, Adriana hated them.

  He pulled out just as he was on the verge of releasing, Adriana gestured for him to straddle her chest and he did so. She quickly took him into her mouth, one hand holding hip while the other gripped his bare thigh as she bobbed her head and finished him off. Her dark eyes flickered upwards to meet his green ones, watching him release his lower lip to let out a deep moan when she swirled her hot tongue around his swollen head, finally pushing him over the edge.

He watched as she opened her mouth wide, ropes of his orgasm shooting out onto her tongue and into her mouth. His grip was tight on her hair as he released, his lips parted with soft groans escaping them. When she was done and had sucked him dry, he collapsed to her side in exhaustion, leaning against the headboard with a heavy sigh.

  Adriana fell back onto the bed, swallowing thickly and licking her lips with the back of her hand dragging across her lips right after. As per usually, she brought back to reality when she realized she had to return home as soon as Harry falls asleep. Again, for reasons she could not tell him.

Harry on the other hand gazed at her quietly by her side, remembering how during the last time they fell asleep and she left the morning after. He wanted to try and get her to stay, and perhaps even buy her breakfast right after. He wanted to know her, despite the warning he got from that other stripper: from that night on, that became his goal.

Little did he know that he was going to regret it one day.

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∘ how was that chapter you guyssss? How's the smut!

∘ I know it's too early but any predictions based on what more you've found out on Adriana?

Like that thing the stripper said, then what Stephan said about her doing prostitution every now and then and also the last line of the chapter.

∘ and yes I imagine Stephan the bartender as Stephan Salvatore played by Paul fuck me daddy Wesley.

Until we meet again...

thiora♡