Harry Styles Dirty Fanfic Novels & Stories

Or is she glad that I'm out of their lives? "Ugh!" Heleni exclaims, moving to her dresser and wiping her eyes with a make-up remover wipe. "Harry of all people! Can you imagine?" I snap out of my thoughts and smile. " I think Harry is a good guy, maybe he was just exploring until he found his mate." Very much like Ricardo I suppose. I've been trying not to think of his sexual exploits, because it makes me feel insecure. Tonight he looked at me as if I'm the only girl he's ever laid eyes on, so I try to focus on that instead.

Serena groaned as Hadley burst into laughter. "I hope Harry is there." Hadley grinned. Serena rolled her eyes. Harry was the Williams's almost thirty years old son who kept on asking her to go on a date with him. She didn't like him, he was ugly, he had so much hair and wore wide square glasses which he thought were cool. He drove this red car that had to see the mechanic every week. He wasn't her type of guy, he acted older than he already was. "What are you cooking?" Serena asked.

DARIUS' POV "Well, well," his smooth voice said. I turned around slowly to face Harry who was standing in the doorway. He looked immaculate as always in tailored clothes that probably cost more than most pack members made in a month. His blonde hair was artfully styled. There was a strange false concern etched into his big bright blue eyes. He looked like an angel. But Harry? He acted like the devil. "I heard there was some excitement today. Came to see the damage for myself."

“You never wear a bra. It’s not my fault for always staring.” A thrill of satisfaction shoots through me at his words. “You stare at my tits?” He nods, suckling at them hungrily. “Every chance I get. Your nipples are always hard. I’ve damn near driven myself insane from thinking about them, Miss Harper, you have no idea.” I grin. “Why Brock, you ‘re a dirty, dirty man.” Dropping to my knees so that we’re both kneeling on the hard floor, I make quick work of unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, yanking his boxers down so that his cock can hang free.

"Carol, please do as she said. Pack your stuffs and leave. There's nothing I can do." "But Sir..." "LEAVE." Harry orders and she's out of the office. I sit on his chair, feeling much bossy. It's so good to finally put that bitch in her place. What was she thinking? Trying to steal my man? "You like what you're doing, don't you, Mrs. Styles." He sits on the desk, pulling the chair closer to him. "Yes, I do." I turn my face away from him. "I forgot you were this jealous."

I enter the kitchen area and stop midway in my tracks . I see harry cooking something on the stove but that's not the main topic ,the scenery ,the reason to everyone's serendipity is him cooking shirtless with bed hair . I force myself to move a few steps and i am face to face with the not-so-familiar muscular torso from yesterday and pants hung dangerously low to elicit dirty thoughts early in the morning before i quashed them down. Harry turns his head up sensing my presence.

He sputtered. And here he saw the mature mother lick her lips, rather seductively he thought. Coupled with the way her tits were showing in that top, wooo! The big milf jugs... cleavage galore! And at once Harry's mind was filled with wanton thoughts of sliding his dick up and down between her breasts, as his precum leaked out and slickened down the skin. Providing a smooth, effortless surface. “Uhh... see something good, Harry?” His girlfriend inquired, raising an eyebrow in contempt.

He sputtered. And here he saw the mature mother lick her lips, rather seductively he thought. Coupled with the way her tits were showing in that top, wooo! The big milf jugs... cleavage galore! And at once Harry's mind was filled with wanton thoughts of sliding his dick up and down between her breasts, as his precum leaked out and slickened down the skin. Providing a smooth, effortless surface. “Uhh... see something good, Harry?” His girlfriend inquired, raising an eyebrow in contempt.

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.

, he flashed him a smile. “But I can’t”, Eric thought to himself. “You can grab something from my clothes”, Harry said, taking off his sweatshirt, “I see we have the same size”. Eric looked away as soon as Harry’s abs appeared before his eyes. He cleared his throat and looked for the dressing room. It was only his first day, and Harry was already being a nuance. What do you think of the 1st chapter? What do you think of Harry’s character so far? How is that clubbing going to go?