Cherry Lips

Harry was a lonely, bored 20 year old who wanted just one thing... sex.
When Macie joins the village and moves in right next to him, he uses every bit of seduction in him to get into her pants.
Will she give in?

5 Facts About Macie!
- She is blonde.
- She has blue eyes.
- She is 19 years old.
- She is a virgin... until she meets Harry ;)
- Her birthday is 24th Oct.

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1. Chapter 1

The notice on the sign said 'Welcome to Oakland.' As we drove past a small cottage, an elderly woman waved and we waved back. It seemed like a very peaceful place to live and as we drove further into the village, more people seemed to greet us with a pleasant smile.

My cottage number was 14, with a green door and beautiful patterns of ivy bordering the windows. Tiny yellow and red flowers circled round the edge of the garden. The number 14 was painted onto the door in fancy, blue writing. I pushed opened the small steel gate and walked down the short path that led me to the door. Before I went inside, a voice shouted over from next door.

"Hi neighbour!" A tall, handsome man smiled at me. Curly locks were swept to the left side of his head and his smile forced dimples to appear on his face.

"Hey! I'm Macie." I said, shaking his hand.

He brought my hand up to his face and slightly kissed it.

"I'm Harry. I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other." He replied.

"I guess we will. This is my sister, Laura. She's helping me move in." I grabbed her arm and pulled her next to me. She smiled and shook his hand, he didn't kiss it.

"So you're living here on your own then?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, you?" I assumed he did.

"Yep, just me." He laughed.

"If you ever want to pop round, she's always available." Laura told him.

"Laura!" I hit her arm and she smirked.

"Haha, I'll keep that in mind." He replied.

He waved bye and walked inside. I followed Laura into my living room and placed the last box on the floor. I was hoping it would look more like a 'home' when I get my furniture in and everything.

"You want a coke?" shouted Laura from the kitchen.

"No thanks. I'm gonna get started on getting everything unpacked. If you wanna help you can?" I asked, hoping she would.

"You know what... I should get home and let mum know you're okay." she replied, sounding very eager to get away.

"Yeah you're probably right. Well, I'll Skype you tonight, once I figure out how to work this Wi-Fi." I gave her a quick hug and watched her drive away.

------- 6 hours later ---------------

I had eventually finished unpacking everything and slumped on the couch. I needed to shower and get changed but I didn't have any energy left in me. My phone buzzed on the cushion beside me and the screen flashed.

Laura had text me saying, "Maybe you should ask Harry to fix your Wi-Fi. He seemed very keen. :) Love you. x" She has such a dirty mind sometimes, but I liked the fact she put love you at the end.

I text her back saying, "Ew! He seems like a right weirdo! Lets just hope he doesn't appear on my doorstep! Love you too. x" Honestly though, how could she ever think I would be attracted to someone like Harry. I didn't know anything about him, but he seemed like a bit of a loner.

I finished texting Laura for the night and went upstairs to shower. It took me a while to get used to the taps, because the hot tap was faulty. I wrapped the towel round me and scrunched my hair into a bobble. Steam filled the bathroom and as soon as I opened the windows, it floated out like a huge cloud. My room was just along the landing and little, wet footprints were scattered on the laminate flooring.

My bedroom was warm and the lamp in the corner of the room gave off a little of bit of light, enough for me to see my way around the room. I dropped my towel and to my surprise, I could see Harry stood at his bedroom window, smiling with his arms folded. I'd only just realised what I'd done... my curtains were wide open and I was standing in front of the window showing my naked body to my next door neighbour. It was HUMILIATING!!!

I covered myself with the towel and slowly closed the curtains. Harry smiled and waved at me before having a massive laughing fit. My face turned bright red but I couldn't help laughing with him. The curtains were shut and I scammed round my room to make sure nobody was watching. The coast was clear. Once again, I dropped my towel and put on my pyjamas. There was a knock at the door and I assumed it was Harry. I rushed downstairs and opened the door. It was Harry! As I slowly opened it, my face turned bright red yet again! He stood smirking holding a towel in his hands.

"I thought you could use one of these..." He handed it to me and chuckled.

"It's not funny. It was so embarrassing! You had no right looking either!" I replied letting him in.

"Ha! You shouldn't have shown me then!" he replied.

I shut the door behind him and he backed me up to it. He was now literally inches away from me. I was locked in between his long arms, covered in tattoos. His large hands were slammed onto the door and his body pressed up to mine. He rested his head on my shoulder and I felt the warmth of his breath on my neck. He rolled his head back and his dark lingering stare pierced straight through me. Green orbs that looked like tiny emeralds twinkled.

"Erm... Harry... what are you doing?" I asked, kind of scared.

"Oh come on. I've already seen you naked." He replied. His fingers dug into my hips and his hips crashed into mine. The feeling of his tense torso was sensational... but I'd only just met the guy. For all I know, he could be a rapist... or a murderer.

"That was an accident. Harry... we've only just met." I tried to shove him off me but he grabbed my wrists before I could reach his chest.

"Now, now. Don't be a naughty girl." He held my wrists with his right hand and slid his hand up pyjama top.

His hand felt warm and soft. His fingers trailed a pattern on my stomach and made their way up to my breasts. My hands struggled to be released from his grip but he held them tighter. A small groan escaped my lips as he cupped my breast. He squeezed it slightly and brought his hand out of my shirt. My hands were released from his grip and my wrists felt sore.

"Take it off." He said.

"What?" I asked, trembling with fear.

"Take your top off." He held my hand in his and played with my fingers as I stared at him.

"Harry... no." I pulled my hand away from his and pushed his back.

My only way to escape was to run into the kitchen and shut the door behind me.

"Don't piss me off. Do it... now." As I made an attempt to run for it, he grabbed my arm and squeezed it tight. I was yanked back to the door and his hips were grinding into mine. It felt painful yet sensational at the same time. I couldn't help but lead him on, so I pulled my top up, over my head and threw it on the floor. I jumped up and he grabbed my legs, leaving them to swing at either side of hips. He took my into the living room and he sat down on the couch. I was sat on his lap with my shorts and bra on.

"Your boobs are amazing!" He said, kissing my neck and moving down to my chest.

"I want to see your body Harry." I told him.

"Not just yet baby. I want to make you feel good." He lifted me up and laid me down on the floor. He laid on top of me and left trails of kisses on my body, from my lips to my stomach. He stopped at the top of my shorts and his tongue left a wet line just above the elastic part of my shorts. He looked up at me, licked his lips and pulled down my shorts with his teeth. His hands pulled them down the rest of the way and I was left in just my underwear.

He brought his kisses back up to my mouth and this time they were more messy. His tongue swirled round my mouth and his teeth grazed my bottom lip. His tongue trailed my bottom lip and he went back down to my knickers. They were pulled down and my legs were lifted up. He kissed the inside of my thighs and made his way closer to my clit. His tongue licked the area around it and before I knew it... I jolted awake to the sound of someone ferociously banging on my door.

I knew it was too good to be true. But I don't understand why I was having a dirty dream about a guy I'd only just met. A guy I thought was an absolute creep. I headed downstairs and opened the door.

"Alright, alright!! What are you... the police?!" I asked Harry. He was standing with a black hoodie on and his arms were folded.

"Sorry. I literally just got home from work and I lost my key." He replied.

"It's 2am... on a Monday. Why are you only just getting home from work?" I asked.

"I always work on a Sunday. I help out at the elderly home just down the road."

"Why do I find that hard to believe?" I said, sarcastically.

"Oh haha. Look, can I come in or not?" I let him in and shut the door behind him.

"Shoes off... new carpet." I told him.

"It's nice and cosy in here."

"Yeah. It's nearly winter, so I thought... why not?" I smiled.

"Do you mind if I make a drink?" He asked.

"Make yourself at home." I showed him into the kitchen and he made two cups of coffee.

"So... you work at an elderly home?" I asked. It was hard trying to keep the laughter inside.

"Yeah, I do. I care a lot about old people. I care about women too. Especially, beauties like you." He replied.

"I'll take that as a compliment." I said, smiling.

"I was thinking about you at the mall today." He said, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Oh really." I replied.

"Yeah... I was on the bikini isle and I couldn't help but picture you in a bikini." He laughed.

"Oh My Gosh! That's so perverted!" I laughed too.

"Oh come on! I've seen you naked before!" I became a little confused and my words froze.

"... what?" I asked, looking worried.

"I'm kidding Macie." He said. The worried look on my face turned into a frown.

"Don't do that to me. I get scared easily."

"I'll keep that in mind." He took another sip of his coffee and looked at me.

"Why are you so pretty?" he asked.

"Two compliments in one night! Impressive!" I said, smirking.

"I'm serious! I've never met anyone with such... perfect facial features."

"Are you kidding me?"

"No! Your moustache goes well with your monobrow!" I choked on my coffee and he laughed.

"You asshole! I'll remember that next time you try to get in my pants!" I told him.

"...what?" A frown appeared on his face.

"...I'm kidding Harry!" I began to laugh uncontrollably and he didn't seem amused.

"Don't do that to me!" He said, mocking me.

"Oh, shut up!" We both laughed together and finished our coffee.

"Well, I best be off." Harry stood up and went for the door.

"I thought you lost your key?" I asked, following him into the hallway.

"I just found it." He smiled.

"You're a sly one." I smirked. He bent down and kissed me on the cheek. I blushed and gave him a small smile. He left and I couldn't help but smile for the rest of the night. Maybe I had him wrong all that time!

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