***A/N This originally started as a one shot and I decided to turn it into a short story. I have reworked part of this first chapter from the original to adapt to the timeline of the story. So if you read it in 'Dirty Little Secrets' please read this first chapter again. This is my only warning this story will contain mature material including explicit sexual situations. This story is intended only for adult readers. On another note, if you do not like the story content please move along and don't read. For the rest of you, enjoy!***

It's the last tour with the band and I should be out partying and enjoy what time I have left with my mates, but I'm exhausted. I decided I needed to get off the bus for the night, so I'm staying in a hotel room alone while everyone else is out enjoying being young and having fun.

The whole damn crew: roadies, lighting technicians, sound techs, everyone went to some cliché nightclub that I don't have any desire to be at. We've been touring and recording non-stop for five years, and my life lacks substance, I need something more. Although I'm going to miss certain aspects of being on the road with my best friends, there's certain comforts that being on the road can't afford me.

I'm lonely, it's been months since I've felt the touch of a woman on my skin. It's not like the opportunity hasn't presented itself, I've had plenty of offers, but I don't want hook ups anymore. I want something more meaningful.

Somehow it seems like that's too much to ask, but I'd trade all my money to be touched with compassion and love instead of being shamelessly groped and fucked by some one-night stand. It's not that I don't have respect for the women I've been with, it's just that there's no connection. It's all about primal need and relieving sexual tension. And don't get me wrong, if I was with a woman I had chemistry with, I'd love to fuck her senseless from time to time too, I just wanna do it with someone I'm in love with.

The fucked up part is that I've already found someone, and that's the most important reason why I stopped sleeping around just to be having sex. I want her so bad and she has no idea what's happening in my heart and mind.

She's by my side every day, yet still so far out of my reach. Her name is Isla and she's been our publicist for the last three tours. She's beautiful in a very natural way, she's sexy, confident, smart, funny...and she even genuinely laughs at my jokes.

But she doesn't have a clue that I fantasize about her every night. I lay in my bunk or whatever bed I'm sleeping in thinking about our bodies being tangled together, her long legs intertwined with mine. We'd fuck and I'd make love to her while worshiping every inch of her ivory skin. She has no idea how much I adore her, and I don't think I'll ever have the balls to tell her either.

When I'm on stage I'm confident and comfortable offering myself to the audience as a highly sensual creature. I use my words, body, and charisma to express myself. Strangely enough I'm the same way when I'm with her and it makes her smile, she seems to be happy. We've always been close, and we can talk to each other about anything. But I'm terrified to tell her how I feel because she may just enjoy my company and want nothing more.

Like I said, she's our tour publicist which makes things rather complicated. If I make some stupid move and she doesn't feel the same way I feel for her, I could fuck up a lot of shit for everyone. Most importantly for her, I don't want to make her feel uncomfortable I just want her to feel loved.

Oh, and there's one other problem, she's older than me and I'm not sure she likes younger men. We both celebrated our birthdays in February; I turned 21 and she turned 35. I don't care about her age or my age or any of the other trivial bullshit. I just care about her, but for fucks sake I don't know what to do about it.

For my birthday the boys took me out to some karaoke bar in whatever city we were in, I can't remember which one. Anyway, Isla and a few other tour staff joined us. She bought me a celebratory birthday shot...or six, we sang a couple songs and danced like idiots together on the dance floor. I hadn't had that much fun in years, I felt like I was living instead of existing for once. That's what she does to me, and I cherish it because no one else makes me feel this way.

I wish I could've wrapped that night up in a tiny box so I could take that joy with me wherever I go. But I can't, and I've tried to get her out of my mind, but it's impossible. I'm staring at the ceiling lying in the most comfortable bed I've had the pleasure of being in while on the road. I should be able to relax and get some restful sleep, but that's not in the cards for me tonight.

I'm anxious and angry with myself, I should've gone out with everyone tonight instead sulking on my own. Isla probably joined the whole group and I could've had another amazing night with her. What the hell is wrong with me?

I nearly fall off the bed when my phone buzzes. I'm not expecting anyone to text me because my mind is off in its own little world. They're all probably trashed by now. Oh lord, here come the drunk texts.

Isla: H where are you? U ok?

My hands start trembling when I realize she's noticed my absence from the party. I have no idea what to say to her. 'Umm sorry for not coming out tonight I'm feeling sorry for myself because I'm in love with you and you aren't in love with me.' Great conversation starter Harry, I'm such a dumbass.

Harry: I'm good, just have a lot on my mind

Isla: Want some company?

Shit, what am I supposed to say to her?

Harry: Don't worry about me. Have a good time, I'll see you tomorrow. K?

Isla: I'm not having any fun without the life of the party anyway

She has no idea what she's doing to me right now. Offering to come spend time with me instead of enjoying the party is blowing my mind. Maybe she's just not in the mood to party and just wants a place to chill.

Harry: I wouldn't mind the company if you're that bored

Isla: Great be there in 15

Harry: K see ya soon

***

This is seriously the longest fifteen minutes in the history of fifteen-minute waits. I'm pacing around my hotel room as I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My brow is furrowed, and I look stressed, I need to chill before she gets here.

I sprint into the bathroom and splash some cold water on my face, pull my hair in a messy bun, brush my teeth, and spray myself with cologne. I'm not changing out of my joggers and t-shirt because it'll be obvious that I'm trying to look nice for her if I change out of my hotel lounging clothes. This'll have to be good enough.

She knocks at the door. Shit, I'm so nervous I feel like I'm going to throw up. Time for an inner monologue pep talk. 'Chill Harry it's just Isla, at the very least she's one of your best friends. Just act how you always act with her. This is no different.'

I open the door and there she is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Standing in front of me is this long-legged beauty in skinny jeans, black platform boots, and a button-down shirt that looks like something I'd wear. Stunning, effortlessly stunning.

"Hey."

"Hi, can I come in?"

"Yeah, of course make yourself comfortable."

I lead her in my hotel room with my palm at the small of her back. It feels so natural, she doesn't shy away from my touch she accepts it gracefully. My mind starts racing, she's never let me touch her so intimately before. Please god do not let me be reading too much into this moment.

She sits on the couch and removes her boots so she can sit cross legged on the seat. I sit opposite her and do the same. I love that she feels comfortable enough with me to just kick her feet up and relax.

"So, you said you had a lot on your mind H. What's up? What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

I smirk at how she worded her line of questioning, pretty little head, how endearing.

"Nothing really, just tired. No worries."

"You can't bullshit a bullshitter. Spill it, what's going on with you? You haven't been my Harry for the past few days."

Her Harry, did she call me her Harry? That just made my stomach flip, and I feel all warm and fuzzy inside. For fucks sake, universe please do not play some fucked up prank on me right now.

"I don't really know how to explain it Isla. It's kind of embarrassing and..."

"So what? Since when do you feel uncomfortable talking to me about anything? Harry you've given me explicit details of the sexscapades you've had with different women. Nothing you say is going to scare me away now."

Great, she probably thinks I'm a manwhore. Why the fuck did I tell her about any of those girls?

She scoots closer to me and I can smell her perfume haloing her body. She places her delicate hands on top of mine and smiles. She nods, encouraging me to speak...well here goes nothing.

"Isla, I think I've fallen for someone and I don't know how to tell them. Whatever this is, it's scary and unfamiliar to me, but it's amazing all at once."

She looks dejected and she removes her hands from mine. Is she jealous, does she not have a clue that she's the one I've fallen for? Wait, why would she be upset anyway? I can't even consider the idea that she wants me the way I want her. Because if she doesn't, I'll be heartbroken.

"So, tell me about this lucky girl."

I rub my temples out of frustration and pinch my lip as I contemplate telling her the truth.

"Well she's the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen, she's funny, she sees me for who I am instead of what people expect me to be, she makes my days brighter, and she also frustrates the shit out of me because she's stubborn and she has no clue how much I adore her."

I swallow my pride literally and figuratively before I continue with my confession.

"She's...she's oh fuck it, I'll just say it. It's you Isla, you're the one I've fallen for."

I close my eyes because I can't handle watching her reaction, I'm fearing the worst and I'm terrified that I've ruined everything. Out of nowhere I feel her hands cup my cheeks. She lazily brushes her thumbs along my jawline. Damn this woman is mesmerizing.

"Harry, open your eyes please."

I slowly open my eyes and she offers me a dazzling smile. I grab both of her hands which are still cradling my face because I'm scared she's gonna run away. She licks her bottom lip, which is extremely arousing, then she surprises me by slowly coming closer until she's perched on my lap.

She places tender kisses on my forehead, cheeks, neck, and then my lips. I feel like all the life has been sucked from my soul for it only to be brought back again in a more beautiful form.

"Me, it's really me?" She asks.

"You, it's really you." I whisper against her lips.

Her reaction helps my confidence resurface with a vengeance. My hands quickly tangle in her hair at the nape of her neck and pull her into me. My mouth is consuming hers, it's like I can't get her close enough.

Her body is speaking the same language as mine; one hand wraps around the back of my neck while the other fists my t-shirt holding onto me for dear life, it seems she can't get close enough either.

I may be crazy for putting this makeout session on pause, but I want to look at her. She's still sitting on my lap and I wrap my arms around her waist grinning like a fool.

"I've been thinking about this for quite a while now." She breathes out.

"Me too, you amaze me and you're so fucking beautiful. I have no idea what you see in me. I've seen the way men look at you, men your age. Why me?"

"Because I happen to like you just the way you are. You may only be 21 baby, but you're wise beyond your years. Every man my age who's shown interest in me is childish, self-centered, arrogant, and chauvinistic. You're the exact opposite of all those things. Everything about you is compassionate and kind. In all the years we've known each other our connection just got stronger, I always thought I was misreading your signals, so I didn't say anything. Our friendship was too important to make that sacrifice."

"I've wanted to tell you how I felt for so long. I was too scared I'd fuck something up. I've wanted to hold you, kiss you, and make love to you every day."

Keeping total eye contact her fingers tiptoe from my shoulders to the hem of my shirt. She begins caressing my chest and v-line painfully slow. I want her so bad that it's hard to contain my desire to take her, all of her, and fast. My breathing is shallow, and my heart is racing faster than a prize-winning racehorse.

I bite my lower lip and stare back at her completely dumbfounded, I have no idea what to do with my hands. It's like I forgot how to care for a woman's body because I'm in such awe, enjoying how she's completely caring for me.

She grabs my hands and places them on the front of her body urging me to roam freely. This is the most intimate I've ever been with someone, and I love that it's so simple. We're exploring all the places we've been yearning to touch, taking our time to savor the moment.

I can't keep my mouth off her for long. I attach my lips to her neck, marking her as mine. The taste of her skin is so sweet.

"Mmm baby, I want you so bad."

"Then have me, I'm all yours."

With a cheeky grin I lift her from my lap, her legs still wrapped around my waist. I carry her to the bed posing her so I can feast my eyes upon this stunning woman.

Still fully clothed I climb on top of her straddling her hips, then drag my hard cock against her center. She quietly moans, clearly enjoying my attention. I attach my lips to her collarbone and growl in her ear.

"Mine, all mine."

I've taken possession of her; I have no intention of letting her go now that I have her.

"Ahh Harry, yes. Yours, all yours."

I look into her eyes to ask her a serious question.

"Are you ok with this? This isn't too fast? Because if you just want to take things slow, we can snuggle or...oh fuck."

She grabs my aching cock through my pants, slowly stroking it. It's like her hands are memorizing every inch of my dick and discovering what makes me throb the most. I decide to return the favor by grinding myself against her in the most sensitive of places.

"Baby it feels so good. I'm more than ready, I need you now."

I climb off her sitting up on my knees so I can strip her body of her clothes; unbuttoning her shirt, I sit her up letting it slide off her shoulders. I bite my lip to control myself, I want to worship this goddess on my bed.

Next, I remove her bra, revealing her perfect tits that I can't wait to touch, kiss, lick, nibble, and give my full attention to. There's no way I'm going to be able to continue before attending to them just a bit.

Giving her a quick smirk, I lick my lips then I dive in, leaving sloppy kisses across her chest, down the cleavage of her breasts, cupping her right tit in my hand and tracing the other with the tip of my tongue. Her back arches, she grips my hair tightly, not wanting me to stop seducing her with my tongue.

"Fuck, I can't get enough of you."

I want all of her so badly that I'm having an inner conflict as to what I should do next. I'm so damn hard that every time her hand brushes against my cock I hiss, which is a mixture of a little pleasure and a little pain all at once.

"Isla, I want to take my time to discover your entire body, but I've been waiting so long. I'm going to explode if I can't be inside you soon. I promise to finish where I left off later. I need you baby."

She nods with a coy smile, lifting her hips off the bed so I can remove her jeans and her panties...oh fuck she's not wearing any. I'm grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"Mm my naughty girl isn't wearing any panties."

I wet my fingers with her lower lips, sliding my finger in deep bending it like a hook, it reaches her sweet spot and now I've got her, she's all mine. She whimpers and thrusts her hips forward, fucking herself on my finger.

"So fucking wet, you want another finger baby."

"Yes, fuck yes I'm begging you."

I slide the next finger in reaching the same spot massaging it, coaxing her to cum all over my fingers. Watching her writhe upon my bed while fucking her with my fingers is so erotic and I damn near cum at the sight of it.

I start to nibble on her neck as I move quickly in and out of her tight little cunt. I whisper in her ear, fanning my heated breath against her skin.

"Gonna cum for me kitten?"

"Oh god yes, so fucking close."

I use my thumb to put pressure on her clit, and increase my movements making them harder and faster. I slide in a third finger and she screams my name. Holy fuck, I've fantasized about listening to her cry out my name countless times, but hearing it coming out of her actual mouth is better than I expected.

"C'mon baby, I feel you tightening, you're pulsing. God damn, this is so fucking hot. C'mon love, let loose for me."

And with that her body shudders as she comes to the top of her climb towards heaven. Yeah, that's right I've taken my baby to heaven. I'm very confident in that by viewing her body language.

"Holy shit, fuck I'm gonna...fuck I'm cumming Harry."

"Give it to me kitten, that's a good girl." I coo into her ear.

Once she comes down her body collapses momentarily on the bed.

"Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"I think I figured out why I've always thought your hands look sexy. You're very talented with your fingers."

"Wow, I didn't realize my hands were sexy baby, but I'm glad you like 'em because there's more where that came from."

I place my fingers in my mouth sucking them clean.

"Taste so good. I'll have to enjoy that as a snack later. But right now, I need to bury my cock in this beautiful cunt of yours."

I rip my shirt over my head and remove my pants, but surprise I'm not wearing underwear either. I settle myself between her legs and take a moment to caress her cheek and kiss her slowly.

"I've fallen so hard for you Isla."

"I know, me too Harry."

I kiss her once more as I lace the fingers from my left hand with her right and pin them above her head. Using my right hand, I line the head of my cock to her entrance, rubbing it carefully over her wetness a couple times to tease her. This teasing doesn't last long, I'm so fucking wrecked I need to have her right now. We both inhale a deep breath once I start to ease into her, I watch intently as her body accepts me completely.

A primal growl comes from my mouth, this is so incredible better than I ever expected it to be. I'm finally balls deep into her and rock my hips into her strong but slow.

"Taking my cock so good baby."

"I love it Harry."

"It's all yours kitten, anytime you want it."

"Oh god don't tell me that. You have no idea how many times I've watched you grind on stage and imagined my legs wrapped around you while I'm riding your cock, you just keep fucking up into me the same way you slide up and down your mic stand."

"Jesus Isla, I'm never gonna be able to go on stage again without that visual. I won't be able to perform without my dick getting hard. So fucking hot."

"That's nothing new baby, your skinny jeans leave nothing to the imagination. I may have to get you a new wardrobe, don't really wanna share with anyone else."

I genuinely want to make love to her, but her confession just increased my sexual tension tenfold.

"That turned me on so bad my balls are aching; you may regret telling me that fantasy while I'm in the middle of making love to you. I'm gonna fuck you so hard, I can't control it."

I grab both her ankles throwing them over my shoulders. This angle gets me deeper and her increased grip around me is delightful to say the least. I increase my speed and thrust harder each time. I'm gonna cum so fucking hard in her pussy, the thought of shooting my load inside her nearly sends me over the edge. But I'm not letting loose until I watch her cum again. I want to see her throw her head back, exposing her neck for me to easily attach my lips leaving love marks, followed by my tongue slowly licking each spot to sooth the impending bruise on her skin.

"I wanna make you cum so hard that you see stars baby, make you dizzy, forget your name. I need you to cum for me kitten, because I'm so fucking close."

I reach between our bodies aggressively rubbing her clit while I continue fucking into her relentlessly. Her walls are throbbing around my dick it feels so fucking good.

"Harry, don't stop..."

"Cum on my dick baby, make me dirty."

With one last rub of her clit and thrust into her sweet spot she loses her mind. Her legs are shaking, her back arches her body into mine, her head thrown back, her jaw goes lax and the most beautiful moan comes from deep within her lungs.

"That's my girl, god damn that was sexy. Fuck this feels so good. Holy fuck..."

I thrust into her harder than I thought imaginable, I just can't get close enough, or deep enough. Between her cunt squeezing me so tight and what I just had the pleasure of watching, I still my movements, then jerk forward. My cum coating her walls in thick rapid spurts. Jesus I've never came so hard in my life.

Lying next to one another I wrap my hand around her back and pull her close. I kiss her sweetly; I just want to love on her right now. The smile on her face, and the sparkle in her eye is enough to make my heart burst. I can't help wondering why this beautiful woman is so perfectly content being with me, but I figure I shouldn't question it. I love her, I truly deep in my heart, am head over heels in love with her.

"Can I tell you something without scaring you away?"

"Of course love, you can tell me anything." She laces both our hands together.

"When I say I've fallen for you, you do know what I mean right?"

"I think so."

"I know I'm young and you may think I don't understand what it means, but I had to grow up fast and I've seen more of the world then most men see in an entire lifetime. I know about love and heartbreak, and I also know that I'm in love with you."

"I'm well aware that you understand the meaning of love Harry. And I believe with every fiber of my being that you're in love with me, but..."

"Please no buts."

She places her finger on my mouth to shush me and because I'm a fool for her I don't say another word.

She leans forward and begins kissing me with such force that I'm sure she's trying to tell me something without words. Her hands are tugging at my curls and she's moaning into the kiss. She breaks from it and rests her forehead on mine.

"I'm so madly in love with you too Harry."

Her confession makes me so happy that I roll over on top of her and kiss her neck, leaving her giggling, I guess I found a ticklish spot. I feel like being playful with her.

"You've just made me the happiest and sappiest man in the world Ms. Isla."

"I knew behind all of this sexual confidence you're a romantic softy."

"Shh, don't tell anyone it'll ruin my reputation."

She giggles into the crook of my neck, while wrapping her arms around me.

"I promise to keep it our little secret. If anyone asks, I'll tell them you fuck me against the wall and bend me over the couch while slapping my ass because I've been a bad girl."

Oh, I see she wants to play these games.

"You wouldn't dare woman. And you may want to stop putting those ideas in my head because that all sounds really fucking hot. You want me to bend you over the couch baby. Pull your hair and fuck you so hard that you scream my name like a mantra. Eh?"

"Mmm sounds good to me."

I try to grab her; I want to throw her over my shoulder and fuck her senseless against that couch. And any other surface around this room. But she stops me in a heartbeat. Damn she got me worked up and now she's going to give me blue balls like a mother fucker.

"Wait I have an idea."

"But baby." I whine.

"Trust me, you'll be more than happy with my plan."

She climbs out of the bed, her naked form moving fluidly around the room. My cock is fully aware and already getting hard again. I stroke it a couple times to ease the tension. She grabs one of my button-down shirts from my bag and covers the upper half of her body. She only buttons two buttons on the shirt, that's my thing I swear she's my soulmate. My shirt barely covers the swell of her ass.

"Christ woman you're killing me."

"Patience is a virtue my darling; I have a surprise for you."

I can't help but moan from deep within my lungs. I've never been so turned on in my life, and she's leaving me hanging.

"Come here baby, sit on the couch for your kitten."

"Mmm, ya gonna purr for me?"

"Yes, but not quite yet. Close your eyes for a second and no peeking."

I can hear her messing with her phone, then she's messing with something else. What the fuck is she doing? Then I hear the music start, she's going to be the death of me I swear.

The song Wrong by Max starts playing. It has a very sensual beat and I have an idea where she may be going with this, but damn if she's not full of surprises.

She comes and straddles my lap kissing my neck hungrily, she's greedy and I love it.

"Baby." She coos.

"Yes love."

"You can open your eyes now."

She motions over her shoulder in the direction of the table behind her. She's set up a camera on her phone, she wants to make a sex tape with me. Holy fuck this woman is amazing.

"Keep your eyes on me, your kitten wants to play with you."

I squirm in my seat and growl because I'm having a hard time controlling myself.

"Remember how I told you that it turned me on watching you on stage; always grinding and making sex faces while you sing?"

"Yes baby, I remember."

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"This song makes me think of you. After watching you cum for the first time I realized you get off on performing, don't you? That face you make, that's pure pleasure isn't it? You drive me fucking crazy."

"Mmm, yeah it feels good. But nothing compared to being with you."

"That's good to know baby."

She climbs off my lap, my eyes begging for her to make her next move.

"You gonna do a little dance for me darling?"

She nods her head as she stands in front of me; wearing my shirt which is hardly buttoned, her perfect tits dying to come out and play. She turns around with her beautiful ass right in my face. She starts rolling her hips to the beat of the music.

I pull her towards me and even though I have a tight grip on her, her hips continue to roll with the music.

"It's better when it feels wrong."

Her cunt looks delicious, this is so erotic I can't resist feasting on her. I flatten my tongue and completely lick her entire slit savoring her like she was the best meal I've ever had. My mouth envelopes her clit, I suck it into my mouth then flick it with the tip of my tongue. Two fingers deep into her, I found her spot again and repeatedly hit it over and over. Between playing with her clit and fucking her with my fingers she comes undone fast.

Her body is quaking, so I grab her and place her on my knee to keep her steady. And somehow, she hasn't had enough, she starts riding my thigh which is now completely coated in her juices.

"Does kitten like riding Daddy's thigh."

"Oh fuck yes Daddy."

"Mm I like the sound of that."

Her back is against my chest, and her center is grinding on my thigh and rubbing on my hard and sensitive dick. The pleasure from the friction against her clit makes her whimper and moan. I slip my hands inside the shirt taking greedy handfuls of her tits. I attack her neck; lips sucking, teeth grazing, tongue licking.

"You want me to fuck that sweet pussy of yours?"

"Oh god please, fill me up Daddy."

If she wants me to fuck her, then she's getting fucked and the hottest fucking part is that she's recording this entire thing. I slightly lift her up off my lap, and my dick is so hard I don't even need to guide it into her, I just slide her down my shaft.

"Fuck Daddy, your cock feels so good."

My hips begin pounding up into her hard and fast she's loving every second of it. She's gripping my thighs so tight to keep her balance.

"It's better when it feels wrong."

I swear I'm so turned on right now I'm going to nut in her so hard.

"Harry don't stop."

I grab her by her hair and pull her back against my chest.

"What did you call me kitten?"

"I'm sorry Daddy, I won't do it again."

"I know you won't, now get up. Daddy's gonna punish you."

True to my word I'm going to bend her over the couch and fuck her senseless. I bend her over hard enough to let her know I mean business but not enough to hurt her, she whines in pleasure I guess she likes being dominated. I do the same with her hair; I fist it and pull her head back, not to hurt her just to get her attention.

"You ready for Daddy to teach you a lesson."

She nods her head, and I slap her ass.

"Speak, use your words."

"Yes Daddy, I'm ready to learn my lesson."

"You'll be a good girl for me?"

"Yes Daddy I will."

Straight away I slam my cock into her and cries out in pleasure, my hand on her hip is sure to leave bruises, I'm grabbing her so tight as I fuck her perfect little cunt. I'm supposed to be in control here, but this euphoric feeling has my head spinning. Fuck, keep it together Styles you need to make your woman cum before you do.

I don't think I've ever fucked so hard and so fast, but I know I'm completely out of control.

"Daddy can I please play with my clit I need to cum."

"That's a good girl for asking. Play with it baby, just wanna make you feel good."

Her fingers collect some of her arousal that's all over her pussy. She starts rubbing fast against her sensitive bundle of nerves. She screams my name with every thrust, and I'm deep, so fucking deep. It's so hot that she's rubbing herself off, but I want to help her.

"Baby let me help you, let's do this together. Can you cum all over Daddy's cock and fingers."

"Oh jesus fuck, I'm so close. You're so good to my pussy."

"Who's pussy." I pull tighter on her hair.

"It's yours Daddy."

I keep fucking her as we rub her swollen clit together. I leave a wet trail of kisses along her spine.

"Holy fuck baby you're squeezing me so tight. Jesus, I've never felt this good. Cum for me kitten, I want us to do it together."

"I'm almost there."

"Me too baby, holy shit...oh fuck."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck Daddy you feel so good."

We both scream each other's names and shout 'I'm cumming' at the same time. I feel her walls contract around me as my cock pulses inside her. We're a mess; both her cum and mine are dripping down our legs. She squirted all over me, which is so fucking hot.

She's panting and can barely hold her body up. I'm weak and tired too, but I pick her up bridal style, she rests her head on my sweaty chest which is still heaving. I'm trying to control my breaths. I go shut the camera and music off then carry her to the bathroom.

"Let's get you cleaned up. Eh babe?'

"Yes please."

"Don't worry baby I'm gonna hold you. Your legs a little weak?"

She nods her head and we both giggle at each other. I wash her hair and clean her body, then clean myself. Tonight, has been a wild night, especially considering it started off with me sulking alone in my hotel room. I'm happy I stayed, I finally told Isla I love her, and she confessed her feelings towards me.

After we shower, I dry her off and lay her in bed spooning her body. I wrap my arms around this lovely goddess of a woman. She's a perfect mix of naughty and nice and I love her for it.

"I really do love you Isla."

"I really love you too Harry."