Cursed -Harry Styles- (+15)

Allison(Ali) is a 17 year old girl. Her and her mom move from Denmark to London, after her dad just died.


6. Two Can Play That Game

I just stood there, I couldn’t move. Then I heard Harry laugh, and I was pulled out of my little “world”.

School was over and my legs were some kind of shaking.

“Heeeey guuuuuurl!” I turned around and Amy waved at me, while coming toward me.

“Wanna come with me home today?” she asked.

“I can’t” I said, and told her about my new “study partner”.

“Are you kidding me?” Amy said she looked like she had just seen a ghost or something. I shook my head sadly.

“I’m so sorry! Well, I gotta go now, I’ll be on my phone all day, just text me, and I’ll come with a baseball bat” she winked at me and I giggled. She hugged me and left me on my own at my locker.

I took out my last book, and headed towards the door.

I stepped outside, just to someone, grip my wrist and pull me toward a car.

“Ready to go babe?” I heard Harry’s husky voice said.

“Never when it’s you” I spat.

Harry chuckled suddenly amused. I sighed, loud. I could see a playful smile in the corner of Harry mouth.

I sighed once again. Then I was pushed inside the car. I sat there without moving. Harry sat in, the driver seat and headed off to his place. In the middle of the drive, I could feel Harry’s hand rubbing my thigh. I fast smashed it away, and Harry chuckled.    


We arrived to his place; Harry opened the door for me to walk in. I walked in without a word. I could hear Harry chuckled behind me. But I didn’t pay attention, I was mad at him. Suddenly I felt Harry’s arms around my waist pulling my body against his.

“Someone’s punishing me?” Harry laughed. I didn’t answer, I just stood there, as still as a statue.

“Oh, you won’t talk to me?” Harry asked. I still didn’t answer. I started to struggle a little, as sooner we could be done with what we should do as homework, I could go home. Harry didn’t release his grip in me. I opened my mouth to tell him to stay the fuck away, but closed it again. I’ll not let that creep win. Harry’s hand slid down, and he started to rub my inner thigh. I attempt to push it away, but before I had the chance Harry’s hand had moved up, and his index finger touched my clit through my undies.

I gasped. Harry rubbed, still through my undies.

“H-Harry” I gasped. I could feel Harry’s chest vibrate ‘because he was laughing.

“Are we starting to talk again?” he said sarcastically. Harry released his grip around my wrist and I stepped away from him, I turned around to face him, a smirk, crossed my face. If he wanted to play it like a game. I was on! I walked in the living room and sat on the couch.

“Harry? Should we just get this over with?” I asked. Harry came to sit by me.

I smiled; I placed my hand on Harry’s thigh, and started to rub it slowly, too tease him. Harry looked at me. I just smiled innocently at him. Harry started to smirk, he knew I was in. I slowly moved my hand up, touched the tip of his cock. I looked at Harry, his eyes closed. I frowned. He shouldn’t enjoy this, he should pull me away, and I would’ve proved I was stronger than him.

“Don’t stop” Harry had opened his eyes, he winked at me. My eyes narrowed.

“C’mon, keep on doing what you were doing baby girl” Harry said.

I thought about it for a minute. Well I would have the control right? If this is the only way, I’m just gonna do it like this. I slid my hand inside Harry’s pants, his eyes closed again.

I rubbed his cock slowly, thorough his boxers.

“Good girl” whispered Harry. I looked at him. His head rolled back to rest at the wall behind the couch, we sat on. I smirked proud; I was the one taking control now. My hand made it down his boxers and I continued to rub his cock, going a little faster than before. Harry let out a soft moan.

“Harder” he said. I obeyed.

Fuck. I cursed in my head. I was the one to take control not that bastard. I still kept going harder and faster. Suddenly Harry reached the edge. Suddenly I could feel his hot cum, all around my hand. I pulled it out. Harry opened his eyes, and a cheeky smile played in the corner of his mouth.

“Lick it” he said, gesturing toward my hand. I looked at him. I really won’t know how he tastes. He raised his eyebrows. I sighed and started to lick the cum of my hand, all the time I could feel Harry’s eyes on me, but I didn’t want to look at him.

When I was done, I looked at Harry, his eyes darker than before. I gulped.

“That looked so hot” he moaned.

I just shrugged my shoulders.

Harry smirked at me.

“Now, I wanna taste you” he said.

I look at his now, even darker eyes, and gulped.



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