Harry And Pansy Fanfiction Lemon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Our faces were close to each other. " I did, too," I was breathless. After my confession, Harry slammed his lips against mine. Butterflies flapped in my stomach. Harry carried me, and I wrapped my legs around his torso. I wanted this. I'd wanted this for so long, so why was I hesitant? The image of the handsome lycan god in the garden flashed in my head.

His scent was so alluring to her longs that she just wanted to remain in his embrace forever. Harry didn't care that the running shower was drenching his white silky shirt and pants trouser, he was very horny at the moment and was tempted to bend her over and fuck her hard. He felt his member being caressed by one of Debby's hand and he groaned in pleasure, while he kept on moving his fingers back and forth in her pussy.

I ruffled my hair and arched my back when he leaned down and planted feather kisses on my stomach, down to my navel, and down further. “Ah!” I grasped for air and moaned loudly when he licked my slit and gripped my waist so tight. My hand reached his hair and pulled them but he didn't care. He continued kissing me down there until I exploded in his mouth. However, his ruthless tongue didn’t stop. He licked everything I released before he climbed on top of me. I opened my drunk eyes and met his blue eyes blazing with desire. “Fck!” Harry let out a curse which seemed to arouse me more. He then brushed the tip of his length against my entrance before he invaded the tight door of my femininity.

Harry: It'll be fun Me: I don't think so Harry: You'll like it Me: Really? Harry: Yes. Just imagine that I'm there. Harry: Imagine it's me that touches you. I don't want to imagine it, I want him here. Harry: Just do it, I'll be waiting for you Me: I can't Harry: Of course you can. Harry: Just open your legs, stick your hand up your panties and start touching you. It's not that hard. How can he say it like that? With such fluidity and boldness.

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

He folded it into the back pocket of his trouser, not breaking his focus from her. She jerked and moaned silently as her bare pussy came in contact with the cold surface of the table. The contact had sent a kind of wave through her. She was starting to drip now with anticipation. She watched Harry's every action in the dark as she skillfully took off her panties, leaving her completely naked. He spread her legs slightly apart as he buried his head between them. He felt her inside tingle as he placed a delicate kiss on her second lips. She couldn't deny, after entering into the office a few days ago, she had fantasized about a quickie in here, and it was currently happening.

Harry kissed every inch of her peaches and switched places from the first to the second slowly, the room was now filled with her soft moan as she grabbed his head and messaged it slowly. Harry was now running impatient, he wanted to see more, wanted to do more…he wanted to fill up her insides. He crouched down below slowly as he traced kisses down her belly going down, her panties were now stopping him from ravaging her down there, he looked up at her seeing the lust and desire in it, beheld her panties, and pulled them down slowly, and then off. Her blooming cherry was now in view, he saw how nice it was and how it smelled like mint. He couldn't take this temptation anymore, he moved his be

“I love you, Harry.” “I love you too,” Harry said as they positioned their cock against Jules’ arse and Jules groaned at the penetration, at the effortless strength with which Harry adjusted Jules’ position lifting Jules who clung to the chains on the wall as he curled his legs around Harry’s hips.

“The others are probably waiting for our return.” “Fifteen minutes won’t make a difference,” Harry told him, their fingers already unbuttoning his shirt to peel it back off his body. “I have spent all day imagining your skin against mine and feeling your eyes on me. I want to lick every inch of your body and watch your eyes lose focus as I make you come.” “F-k,” if Jules’ hadn’t already been achingly hard, he would have been by then.

Here, she felt joy from the pleasure but not peace as she still had that grudge within her. “Harry, please." She moaned as she grabbed a handful of his hair with each palm, pulling his head closer to her pussy. Harry finally took of her panties, smiling at her river of precum. “Damn." He groaned as his member practically begged to be freed. It was increasing every passing second and he didn't think he would be able to keep it caged any longer. But he had to make sure she's ready to take him, all of him. He kissed her folds, licking them teasingly and Gemila threw her head back, breathing heavily. She ached her back, spreading her legs wide to give him enough access.