Harry X Pansy Novels & Stories

What I was about to do was making me nervous. “Are the towels dirty? I thought you would have worn a towel or something.” Damn! This was Harry’s reaction to my naked body? I swallowed a lump in my throat and continued my plan. Nothing like a hórny woman who is tired of séx toys and needs the real thing. “The towels are clean all right. I just wanted to show you this…” I slipped two fingers between the folds of my pússy, looking up at him from the brink of my lashes. A small whimper escaped my mouth.

"Yeah, well, you chose all that over me, so I know the answer, Jaxon. You chose that so-called damn sport, then tossed me aside like trash. I don't need to look at you to⁠—" "Mommy?" The small voice from upstairs cuts through our argument like a knife. We both freeze, turning to see Harry at the top of the stairs, rubbing his eyes and clutching a Spider-Man doll. He's wearing pajamas covered in tiny basketballs, and the sight of him makes my chest tighten painfully. Goddess, I never thought I’d see him again, and seeing him now has my wolf breathing like he’s finally complete. "Harry," Natalie breathes, immediately stepping away from me.

Ryan shrugged, finding him amusing. After a small silence, Harry uttered, "Do you know where those two women are right now?" He gazed at Ryan. "Those two women?" "Yes. Gena and . . . your Claire," Harry said. "Not really. Do I have to?" Ryan frowned tightly. "Maybe you'd love to." Harry plucked his phone and touched the screen in search of something. "Check this." He handed the phone to Ryan. It was a picture sent some minutes ago by Gena. Ryan's brows furrowed in apprehension of what Claire was wearing, and most especially when he detected the presence of none other than Nathan Panther.

, 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?

Kelly nodded her head in agreement, “I don’t even know why Paul still puts up with her.” On the other side of the room, Harry is drinking a glass of whiskey, thinking about all the ways he wants to fuck Denise. That bitch thinks she can use me whenever she wants. The next time I see her, she’ll be my toy. Harry is turned on by the things going through his head, of fucking Denise in positions that could put a gymnast to shame. Even if he must take her unwillingly. But for now, he needs to get rid of this stress, he needs relief.

I heard those ones are very rare. He's walking outside and our eyes meet. His stare lingers and his smile doesn't disappear. What? Does he think I'm gay or something? I'm not interested in you, bastard! My cheeks flush from embarrassment and I quickly look away- “But you know one thing? They kinda had the same smell,” Harry said. “What?” “Crystal and this man. His cologne or her perfume was everywhere when he stepped in. I dunno, man. Maybe it was just-”

my mother says without looking at me before opening the door for me. I swallow my fear down and walk inside, repeating her words: you can do it, you can do it. Damon and Aiden are seated at the table and I can feel their eyes on me as soon as I enter, but I don’t pay attention to them yet. My eyes land on the man who stands up with a smile to greet me. Harry. Forty-five years old. A tall and athletic body, warm amber eyes, neatly styled light hair and a face that belongs in an action or superhero movie. Harry is still as handsome as the last time I saw him, but that’s no surprise.

She had offered to wash both our plates. "Well, howdy, stranger." That scent and voice seemed so familiar. I turned to see piercing blue eyes on me. It was Harry, and he had his hair in a bun and was wearing a pair of sweatpants. I've never really had a thing for man buns, but he made them work. "Harry!" I exclaimed, genuinely pleased to see him. He was my first friend here—if he considers me a friend. "How have you been?"

“But keep in mind, honey... this is a young virgin here. He won't last long, will you Harry? Especially not after you've had two girls sucking your cock today. A stepmother and daughter combo? That only happens in comically bad p**n films, doesn't it? Lucky little boy...” “I'm a believer now!” Harry gushed, putting his hands onto the back of Gwen's head to drive his cock in farther. She gagged instantly. Coughing slightly. “Dude, Harry what the fuck!” She spat, wiping down her mouth. “You trying to impale me on this fucking lamp post?!”

Things are quiet as we savour our first bites and we give Hannah so much praise, I’ve never seen her blush so much. I notice how close Xander and Haley are becoming. I think everyone notices the chemistry between them. They continually look at each other with their secret looks that they think the rest of us don’t notice and I even saw him feed her some of chefs amazing treats. I can’t help but smile at how right I got it with these two. Maybe I should set the other boys up too. I grin to myself at the thought. “Xander did you hear Mr Hashimoto’s son is taking over from him?” asks Tyler.