Harry Styles Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You did not look this good even when we were at the fest that day.” “I am sure.” I murmured, “your sick brain has gotten infected by your male god, right? And that is aside from your body that you enjoy getting physically tortured by that bastard like a pig.” Harry’s smile faltered but did not fade away completely. He just shrugged his shoulders indifferently and placed his heeled boot on my foot, digging in painfully until tears stung the corner of my eyes and a cry escaped my lips. “You are the one squeaking like a fucking pig all the time and you have the guts to insult me?” he gritted out with the same evil smile.

Had the universe not accidentally sent her to Sebastian's room… "You're intoxicating, Dr. Fey. Even when you swear at me, it makes me dizzy. And now, can you drop the act? I know you had fun with another man last night. You're not some sacred virgin anymore… So how about you let me enjoy what you enjoyed last night?" Harry loomed closer with a lopsided grin. "If you don't like having an audience, just say the word. I'll have them close the door. No one will disturb our happy ending."

I got on my knees and arched my back, staying in a doggy style position. One finger circles my hole, slow, teasing, pressing just enough that I push back like a needy slut. “Greedy little cunt” he hisses at me “Damn I've been dreaming of this ass for so long”. He inserts a second finger, scissoring, stretching me open while his thumb finds my clitband, stroking lazy circles that make my hips roll on their own. I moaned loud, shameless, “Steven, please” I needed more. He works me open slowly, three fingers now, twisting, curling, spreading, until I'm panting, sweat beading between my tits.

Lee says. I carefully sit on the side of the bed and pull down the sheets. "Fuck me. Do you see that, Lee?" I ask. She is only wearing a Hogwarts t-shirt. It's a Slytherin one with Draco Malfoy on it. "She is a big fan of bad boys." Lee laughs. "No! She is mine! She should be a fan of us, not him!" I snap at Lee furiously. "Ok, man. Lee replies, backing off. "I want to touch her. Fuck, look at her panties. They are see-through, black, sheer as fuck." I said, feeling myself getting excited.

If Harry keeps touching me like this, I won't be able to. Harry ignores my pleading gaze. Pretending to listen to my father's words, he slips his hand beneath my underwear and reaches my erection, gently stroking it until it hardens beneath his touch. This is insane! Trying to keep my composure, I lower my head and rest the notebook on my lap, pretending to write in it. At the same time, I grab Harry's wrist, but ignoring my touch, he keeps his hand inside my underwear. I can no longer control myself when his fingers move lower, pressing against my entrance from the outside, drawing a muffled moan from my lips. It begins to feel good...

Ernest looks at him with admiration, he knew the capabilities of his boss, and how strong he had been although he appeared otherwise. “You're telling me because you're my friend”Harry walks over to the large mirror he had in his living room and looks at himself, he's too handsome a man, his curly black hair is perfectly manicured, his face is made up of a thin chin, his green eyes match the pale tone of his skin, and the last few years of rehabilitation in the gym had made his muscles stand out over his clothes, but Harry hated the fact that he didn't have a leg and that he didn't have his family, there were things that money couldn't buy, he would have given anything in the world to have hi

Of course she got him to promise to do an interview for her always-upcoming YouTube channel. Harry joined us a while later, just back from the gym, and the sweaty version of the Persian Prince in a tight tee and running shorts was almost hotter than his casual street fashion. Before Amy and I could kill her, Trisha rested a hand on his forearm and met his eyes dead serious. “If you ever get tired of men, you have Fran’s number.” “To get in a fight with the Haunter?” “What? Oh, no. I’m saying ‘cause she has my number.”

But if Kieran should find out that my Ex- lover was here, he meant to expose me. “Harry, please let her go,” I whispered. “I can handle her.” Harry nodded slightly and shoved Ruby away. Ruby fell and hit her head on the door. She cries and rubs her head. “You…!” she yelled pointing her finger towards me. Harry squats close to her, and he holds her little finger. “It seems you don't love this finger again.” He whispered, his voice laced with anger. "Next time you wouldn't be this lucky,” he added, stood up, then looked at her with a disgusting face.

Felicity stepped forward shyly and timidly with undisguised affection in her eyes. “Harry…” She had just looked up when she saw Harry turning his head to look at her. Their eyes met. She could not feel the slightest warmth in Harry’s eyes. The look in his eyes was as cold as a stone on a snowy mountain that could not be warmed no matter how it was covered. Felicity’s heart skipped a beat. She knew that Harry had an obsession with cleanliness, and he was also unwilling to let outsiders get close to him. She could not even refer to him in a tender manner if she wanted to get closer to him…

I didn't know what to do ,I didn't know if it was good to tell him about it ,bit how would he feel ,I didn't want men to feel hurt over it ,I just couldn't imagine his reaction ,he would be so broke and disgusted by me ,I could tell by just staring at his face alone ,he was going to hate me with all that he had . Harry ignored my intense stared at him and continued cleaning up my body and for a whole I just stopped looking at him ,he kept pulling off all my wears abs then he got to my panties ,I didn't waste anymore time ,I quickly wrapped my legs around him making him fall to to the bed and on top of me . "Are you you don't want to let me go "he whispered without starting at me " "I just w