Sunset Shining~

bailey. florida. met the boys. touched the curls. enjoy life, always take every risk and drop every fear. zayns sexiness makes me want to die.

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-I want you to rock me- (Long and detailed)

“Do you remember summer 09’
wanna go back there every night
just can’t lie it was the best time of my life”

I pulled my hair out of it’s pulled back pony tail and embraced the sound of the heavy bass echoing through the longue.

“Lying on the beach as the sun blew out
playing this guitar by the fire too loud
oh my my they could never shut us down”

I started jolting my body every time the drums went loud and swiftly swaying my hips as my boyfriends voice drifted away, allowing Louis’s to take over take. Ever since Harry first showed me this song a month back, I’ve always loved. The hard-hitting drums and husky voice’s through out the track drove crazy. Not to mention the perverted lyrics that made dirty images flash in my mind.

The loud strums of the guitar came on and I waited for those five words to play themselves…

“I want you to rock me…Rock me…Rock me yeah
I want you to rock me…Rock me…Rock me yeah
I want you to hit the pedal heavy metal show me you care
I want you to rock me…Rock me…Rock me yeah.”

I felt myself whip my hair around and roll my shoulders back as I let the images of Harry touching…thrusting…groaning, into my skin engulf my mind.

~Harry’s POV~

As my car came to a stop in the driveway, I could hear music booming from inside. I slipped out of my car, grabbing my jacket with my spare hand and made my way towards the front door. My keys unlocked the door easily and with a simple push of the frame, an all too familiar song came screaming towards me.

“R-O-C-K me again
R-O-C-K me again
R-O-C-K me again yeah.”

I dropped my belongings at the door and marched straight for the longue where the noise seemed to be coming from. I turned into the room on my right and my eyes fixed themselves on the body I knew too well. I let her enjoy the last minute of the song, her body giving into the music so easily. She was in a pair of casual navy sweatpants and a tight white singlet, which revealed her lower stomach. Her hair was swinging loosely below her shoulder blades and her hands were roaming all over that perfect figure.

“I like when you dance like this.” I finally spoke up as I leaned against the doorframe, my hands crossed over my chest.

~Your POV~

I flipped my head around and there he was. The boy I was dying to have touched my body the last four minutes. Embarrassed I quickly picked my grey hoodie up and threw it over my body. “You’re…e-early.” I mumbled, turning the stereo down as I tried to rid myself of the sexual thoughts.

“Wanted to see you.” He smirked, pushing himself off the door way and making his way over to me. I could feel his presence behind me as I ejected the CD, his slow breathing tickling the skin of neck. “Why don’t you dance for me baby.” He whispered, pushing my hand with the CD back up to the stereo slot and slowly pushing it in.

“I-I’m not dancing for you Harry.” I protested quietly, trying to pull the CD away from the sound system. “It wasn’t a question.” Before I could reply, his hands were tugging at the hem of my hoodie, pulling the fabric in all different directions as he slowly lifted it back over my head.

The stereo buzzed as it read the CD that Harry managed to slide in and with a few flicks through the tracks, ‘Rock me’ was playing again. Harry began to sway his body behind me and pulled mine with him, whispering the lyrics into my ear.

“Do you remember summer 09’
wanna go back there every night
just can’t lie it was the best time of my life”

I closed my eyes as he ran his hands down the side of my body, catching the elastic of my sweats and pushing them down slowly.

“Lying on the beach as the sun blew out
playing this guitar by the fire too loud
oh my my they could never shut us down”

His voice was so rough and slow as he murmured in my ear, I finally gave in and let my hands slide through those famous curls. His hands were nearing towards the top of my legs and I could feel my stomach beginning to churn as he breathed Louis solo into my skin. I could tell his was going to be compassionate tonight, the types of kisses he was laying on my neck and the way he was moving his hands.

But that’s not what I needed. I needed him to fuck me senseless, till I was so sweaty he couldn’t grip onto my skin, till I was so out of breathe the only noise I could make was faint moans, till I was so stiff in my body I couldn’t walk the next day. I needed harry to fuck me. And that’s what I was going to get.

I opened my eyes, needing some control of the situation and directed his hands away from my legs. I turned around and looked him sternly in the eyes. “I’m not sleeping with you Harry.” His eyes snapped out of their warm, loving state and his hands shoulders dropped from their tense position. “What? Why no-” I cut him off by picking up my hoodie from the ground and chucking it back over my head.

“It’s boring. I want rough an-and harsh and dirty sex. Not high school love making.” I dropped onto a couch across the room and leant back with one of my arms on the armrest. He began saunter towards me with those perfectly long legs. “I’m sorry wha-” I waved my hand, cutting him off again. “I’m saying you can’t fuck me.”

I watched his face as he took in the last six words. His eyes darkened into a colour that screamed anger. “Ohh I can fuck yo-” I cut him off again as I lifted my self off the couch.

“They were right, you know. You are just a young…” I took a step forward. “Immature.” Another step. “Unskilled.” Another step. “Boy.” I took one last step so his forehead was pressed against mine, a devious smirk spreading itself across my face. I ran my fingers along the edge of his defined jaws, tracing his dimples at the corner of his mouth. “Naww don’t worry babe. You’ll find someone who likes…fun.” I teased, pushing him back by the chest and collapsing back on the couch.

I let out a soft chuckle as I resituated myself on the couch, thinking Harry had finally given up. “So, how wa-” This time I was cut off. Harry had started ‘Rock me’ again and the music was so loud I could barely hear myself think.

“Stand up.” He ordered. I shook my head, not giving in. “Stand up. Now.” Before I could shake my head again, he stamped towards me, picking my body up with his hands and forcing me to stand in front of him. “You think I can’t fuck you huh?” He whispered into my ear as the drums in ‘Rock me’ began to thump. I shrugged my shoulders, trying to be arrogant.

“Well that’s funny considering you’ve never even been fucked before.” He growled, running his hands up the back of my spine and fiddling at the strap of the bra through the cotton of my hoodie and singlet. “I’ve been fuc-” He cut me off as he crashed his lips onto mine, biting my bottom lip with force.

“No one wants to fuck a school girl baby.” He put on a voice as if he was advising me that I was a kid. “Baby (y/n)” No he wasn’t advising me now, he was telling me. I ripped my hands off his body and threw my hoodie off my head. His eyes dropped to my breasts that were only being held up a bra and he ran his tongue over the inside of his lip. “Such a baby.” I snarled letting him eye up my body.

He shook his head and pushed me against the couch, his eyes dark with lust. I curled my finger towards me, indicating for him to join me. He shook his head yet again and lifted off his tight V-neck shirt, revealing the tanned abs that were so god damn irresistible. The chorus came on just as Harry began to saunter towards me and it couldn’t have been better time.

“I want you to rock me. Rock me. Rock me yeah.”

I grabbed onto his shoulders and forced him down on top of me as he tried to hold himself up. My hands were digging into the muscles on his back and I could feel how stiff they were as he lifted my back off the couch, allowing his tongue to enter further in my mouth.

There were no breaths being taken, just violent mouth action and gripping hand movements.

“I want you to hit the pedal heavy metal show me you care
I want you to rock me. Rock me. Rock me yeah.”

Harry’s hand dug underneath my singlet as he undid the clasp to my bra, throwing both items off onto the floor of the longue. His mouth stay attached to my skin the whole time he began to kneed one of my breasts, his large palm covering the whole surface of my boob.

For a second, his mouth paused as he ripped the famous black skinny jeans off his legs and threw them onto the floor alongside the other clothing. His breaths were heavy as he came crashing back down, attacking my neck and collarbones this time. His lips were soft against my flesh, but due to the speed and roughness of them they felt like they were bruising my skin. There was no doubt he was focused on proving me wrong. That he could fuck me.

I tugged at his curls as he neared towards my center, his hands following him down. He pecked the skin that surrounded my heat before ripping my sweats off. The bonus of those hands, they could do two things at once.

He watched my eyes as he traced my clit with the top of his fingers. His nose was flared and his eyes were bulging, stressing the idea of how horny he was. As the second verse neared, he forced his fingers inside of me, causing my back to buckle with surprise. He pumped his digits in and out, the whole time his eyes staring at mine, hoping for the emotion of complete lust.

I clenched onto the fabric of the sofa as he curled his fingers inside of me, the pleasure so powerful, my legs were beginning to shake. “Faster Harry!” I groaned as I tilt my head back into one of the cushions, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I thrust into his long fingers.

To add to the pleasure, Harry began rolling his tongue on the top of my clit, picking up any spots of wetness that had escaped with his finger. “Jesus chri-” I moaned but was cut off by the surge of pleasure that ran through my body.

Harry deepened his fingers inside of me as my walls tightened around him. “C’mon baby. Show me you’re not a school girl!” He yelled, his spare hand gripping onto my aching breasts.

“Harry! H-Ah fuck!” I screamed, shoving myself onto his fingers as my body trembled repeatedly. He drove his fingers inside of me once more and they hit my g-spot perfectly. My breaths came out in slow, heavy groups as I tried to take in all of the pleasure. He drew his fingers out so slowly, it was if you could hear them sliding through my wetness. I gripped onto the couch tighter, waiting for that last shove but it didn’t come.

Instead the nose of Harry’s briefs slipping down his legs accompanied the sound of the song and his slow accent was up against my skin. “It’s no fun for just one.” He teased, running his hand down the side of my cheek. “ASSHOLE!” I spat, hitting the hard chest in front of me.

“R-O-C-K me again
R-O-C-K me again”

Waiting for the second line to finish, Harry thrust into me, his member hitting my back wall with the first shove. I didn’t have anytime to adjust his size, just the instant pain that came with it. “FUCK!” I screamed trying to move back against the couch so I could have a break.

“You. Wanted me. To fuck you.” Harry said in between breaths as he forced him self into me with speed, his eyes examining my face. I ignored his comment, and just waited for his length to give me the same pleasure it had so many times before.

“I want you to rock me. Rock me. Rock me yeah
I want you to rock me. Rock me. Rock me yeah
I want you to hit the pedal heavy metal show me you care”

It was the last verse of the song and the time couldn’t be better as the sensation of Harry’s erection began to consume my body. He was thrusting so fast, the loudness of the couch thumping against the wall was almost overtaking the sound of the song.

“Holy shit!” He swore as he began to lost control of him self. One hand was gripped tightly around my back, the other around my leg to allow him more leverage. “Faster baby!” I screamed as he began breathing heavier against my chest.

He sped up, his pace so quick I couldn’t tell when he was in or out. My eyes were squeezed together tightly and the song was completely shut out as I shoved myself against Harrys body.

“Fuck yes (y/n)” He moaned as he pushed into me further. No words had to be said to inform us we were both close to our climax. Just the loud groan of Harry’s voice as twitched inside of me told me enough.

My breathing became short, quick huffs and my hands clamped onto Harrys shoulder as he began to release his liquids in me. “Shit babe.” He murmured as he slowly pulled out of me.

“Fuck me.” I added, never being so tired in my life. Harry laughed at my remark as the last beat of the song ended and he pulled my body up.

“Bit tired love?” He joked kissing me softly on the neck as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I think I’ll be needing a wheelchair tomorrow.” I laugh as he pecks away along my collarbone. “Better not. I’m expecting this daily.” He commented before we both collapsed back against the couch with laughter.

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