“Okay, turn your literature textbooks to page 42 and we will begin reading Kate Chopin’s short story…”

I let my professor’s voice trail off as soon as I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. Harry was supposed to arrive at the airport almost an hour ago and he hadn’t called yet. I pull my phone out and see that he’s sent a text.

*FROM: Harry <3

Hey, love. I landed. Can you call me?*

*TO: Harry <3

Of course! Let me step out of class.*

I know I don’t need to be sneaky about. I could get up and leave at any point in class, but I still hate when my professor sees me walk out. I grab my purse as soon as she turns to face the whiteboard, darting out the door with my phone in my hand. I find Harry’s contact card and call him without delay. I put the phone to my ear and walk slowly down the hall a bit. As the ringing begins in my ear, I hear an iPhone ring coming from around the corner. People should really turn their phones on silent in the school; it’s so annoying when you’re in class and hear that from the hall. I turn the corner that its coming from as the phone continues to ring, Harry not answering.

As soon as I turn the corner, sitting in a chair against the wall is the one person I least expected to see grinning at me devilishly.

“OH MY GOD! Harry!”

He stands up as I run to him, his arms pulling me into a tight embrace. I hold his face in my hands and peck his lips over and over, overjoyed to see him. He hugs me again and I feel his hot breath on my neck as he whispers to me softly.

“Surprise, Leatha.”

I pull back and take another look at him. He looks exhausted, but that’s nothing new. His curls are a bit of a mess, probably from the long flight. I ruffle my fingers through his light brown locks, only making it worse.

“I missed you so much.”

Instead of responding, he pulls me close to him and presses his lips to mine, slowly parting them and waiting for my response. I pull his bottom lip between mine, sucking on it lightly as his tongue slips through, begging for entrance. As soon as I release his lip, he tightens his arms around my waist, pulling me closer as he slides his tongue along my lip playfully before pushing it between my lips. He turns our entangled bodies around in the empty hallway and pushes me against the wall roughly, causing a loud thud that makes me pull away in shock.

“Harry, we’re at my school. People are probably in class behind this wall.”
He shrugs and rests one hand against the wall above my head, his hips leaning into mine. As he pulls them away slightly, mine follow like a magnet. I try to stop myself, but his body is intoxicating; I have no control around him. He kisses me again and then grabs ahold of my hand, pulling me away down the hall.

“Alright, to make this less awkward, we’ll go somewhere else.”

I pull back slightly toward my classroom.

“Hey, my stuff is still in class-“

“It’s fine. We won’t be long.”

He winks and pulls me again, this time without my resistance. I follow him into the courtyard. A few people cock their heads in confusion, probably wondering if they were looking at Harry Styles or not. He doesn’t give their minds time to register as we reach the parking lot. We rush to his black Range Rover and he opens the back door. I climb in as he checks our surroundings for onlookers. He follows me inside and I can’t help but to giggle in excitement. I know that behind his tinted windows, no one will be able to have a clear view of anything, but it’s still a thrill. He scoots to the middle seat and rests his hands on my hips, guiding me to straddle his lap. I follow enthusiastically, leaning my head down to kiss his moist lips that are morphed into a content grin. Out of the corner of my eye, I see people walking to their cars and Harry notices my concern.

“They can’t see us, love.”

“I know; it’s just awkward.”

He chuckles and tugs at my dress, pulling it up over my head to make me feel even stranger about the passerby’s. His rebellious spirit suddenly rubs off on me and I kiss him again, arching my back to better reach his lips. I reach down and remove his shirt, letting it fall into his trunk behind his head. As soon as it’s gone, I reach down and fumble with the buttons on his dark jeans. He breaks away from the kiss, breathing deeply.

“Someone’s eager.”

“We have to hurry!”

I grin and finally undo his button, pulling on the zipper so that they can be removed. He bucks his hips up, lifting me higher, as he shimmies out of his pants and boxers. He leaves them at his knees, not bothering to take them off all the way. There isn’t much room for movement in his back seat anyway. I can feel his hard member under my panties as I roll my hips into his now bare body. He kisses my neck and skims his hands along my waist and down to my pelvic bone as he loops his fingers through the elastic band of my thong. He yanks them down roughly and leaves them at my thighs for a moment, bringing two fingers to my sex. I feel him smile against my neck as he realizes how wet I already am. He rubs small circles on my clit, making me close my eyes tightly in pleasure. He continues to do so and slides one finger across my slit, gathering some of my liquids.

He pulls his lips away from me and brings my face close to his. His finger comes between us and he pushes it into my open mouth.

“Suck.”

I moan as I comply, tasting myself on his hand. I suck sharply and his breathing hitches as I rub my core against his throbbing length. I slowly pull my lips off of his finger and kiss him passionately. He lifts my hips off of him and slips off my panties, one leg at a time. He holds onto his member, pumping it a few times and guiding it to my entrance. I feel his tip push ever so slightly into me and gasp at the contact. Our kiss continues uninterrupted as I lower myself onto him slowly, my walls tightening a little in discomfort. I engulf him and stay there for a moment, allowing my body to adjust. He lifts his hips, putting the perfect amount of pressure on my g-spot and I begin to pant. I lift myself a bit by my knees and raise a few inches before falling back down, doing this over again many times before finding a good rhythm. I arch my back so that I can easily kiss Harry without hitting my head on the roof of the SUV. I ride him quickly, each thrust coming from us both meeting in the middle. His hands explore my body, eventually gripping onto my hips, helping me bounce up and down. I finally break away from his lips, gasping for air.

“Oh, god. You feel so good, love.”

His deep groans send chills down my spine and I throw my head back uncontrollably. My breasts jump with each movement and he buries his face between them, his lips sloppily roaming my chest. He brings one hand from my hips and reaches between us, bringing two fingers back to my sensitive nub. The stimulation sends me into a moaning frenzy, yells and curses emitting my lips relentlessly.

“Fuck. I’m close, Harryyy-ohhh!!!”

I feel myself tightening as he doesn’t let up with his hand. He moans my name deeply in response and I can feel his body twitch a little beneath me. In unison, we slowed everything down, coming in ripples of pleasure. I bring my lips back to meet his as our final waves of ecstasy wash over. We stay where we are, kissing softly and passionately after the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced. After a couple minutes, I pull myself off of him, retrieving my panties and replacing my dress to my body. He pulls his pants up and starts to button them back. I reach over the seat to find his shirt and glance up through the window to see two people looking concerned. They are squinting and hiding their eyes from the sun, trying to see through the tinting.

“Oh, my god. Harry, I think someone heard us.”

I hand him his shirt and he pulls it on before turning to look. He chuckles loudly and pulls me onto the seat next to him.

“C’mon. We’ll leave them to wonder.”

After we are both dressed, we leave the car hand in hand. The couple turns and pretends to have not stopped at all. I laugh in embarrassment as Harry walks me back to English.

Notes

Here you are, dear. Hope you liked it <3