Shorts Skirts

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 33

R.e.c.a.p

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She gently laid her head on my lap and I began stroking her soft curls through my fingers as she gathered her words.

“I was just thinking about everything. The fact that your in my house and you’re my teacher and what happened between us,at the club,after the party, in my shower,at school, just everything and I got a little overwhelmed that’s all and on top of that, I haven’t heard from my mother and I don’t even know where she is or if she’s okay…”

“Rosie that’s alright, just breathe and relax, I need you to calm down, okay?”.

“Okay”

“Good girl,now I’ll make all your worries disappear”

“how will you do that?”

I leaned down to her forehead and kissed it softly then continued to kiss her until I reacher her cherry stained lips.

She lifted her self up from my lap and hugged me tightly. I was happy knowing that at that moment in time she was okay with me and not in the slightest bit mad or frustrated.

I grabbed her legs so that they wrapped around my waist and I took her upstairs into her bedroom, where I placed her sleepy head on her pillow and tucked her in, leaving a goodnight kiss on her cheek

“Thank you” she whispered tiredly.

“Goodnight sweetheart”

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As I woke up the next morning I looked at the clock and noticed it was only 6 am. I never wake up this early! I couldn’t even get back to sleep which annoyed me but as I lay there staring at the ceiling I thought of a brilliant idea. Harry of course was still in my house which means that he would be sleeping right about now, and I know just the way to wake him up.

I crept down the hall into the guest room and peeped my head round the door and gazed, momentarily, at him. Every step I took, allowed me to see that his chest was bare, he was definitely the most attractive man I ever laid eyes on. With tattoos littering his body, i was instantly drawn to him and the artwork that was imprinted on his skin. I wanted to touch it, to feel it, I’ve never seen tattoos on a man’s body up close before. It was very fascinating.

I climbed onto the bed, trying my best not to wake him up. First I traced my fingers along his big arms, that were stretched out onto the pillows, then I moved down to his chest that was completely covered in them, my favorite was the butterfly. I wonder what made him get that done.

He began to move around, probably realising I was here as well.

“Rosie?” His raspy voice shot through my ears.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you”

I whispered.

“It’s too early, go back to sleep” he said without opening his eyes.

“I’m not tired”

“Come here then” he patted his chest, gesturing for me to lay on it. Who would ever say no to the opportunity to lay on Harry Styles’ chest? I know I certainly wouldn’t.

I tried to fall asleep again by listening to his heart beat followed by his breathing but I just couldn’t do it. I tried to find a comfortable position to lay in but that’s just caused a lot of writhing and rolling around the bed, I began to get frustrated that he wasn’t waking.

“Rosie stop moving round so much” he said as he held my waist in place and wrapped his arms round my body, so my butt was making slight contact with his dick. A brilliant idea popped into my head. I confidently began to grind on his dick, causing friction which made him groan deeply.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish” he spoke.

“Who says I cant?”

“I’d love to see you try” he teased.

“Take of your shirt for me Rosie”

“As you wish, sir ” I slowly pulled the top over my head, exposing my vulnerability to him. “So beautiful” he whispered.

I kneeled on the bed in between his legs and slowly took of his black boxers. He quickly gained awareness of the situation and was more alert than before, roaming his hands through his hair then taking my hand and pressing it onto his boner.

I began to pump on his hard dick with my hand, causing him to groan deeply. Then gradually I got lower and lower to the point that my lips met his tip, warm juices came oozing out, that I ended up licking off.

“Rosie God damnit stop teasing”

“Someones feisty in the morning” As soon as I said that he wrapped his large fingers around my neck,tightly, and pulled me closer to his face, kissing me roughly. I felt my knickers dampen as he did this.

“Don’t test me” he warned and pushed my mouth back onto his dick. I continued to bop my head up and down, eventually making him release the warm liquid that shot at the back of my throat.

“Swallow”.

And I did.

He grabbed my waist and swung me round so his arms were by the sides of my head, trapping me under his heavenly body. I writhed at the feel of his hands roaming my body, I wanted him, I was ready to give myself to him.

He began to kiss my neck, leaving marks all the way down to my breasts,my breathing got heavy and my heart was racing at a million miles per hour. The arousal that he inflicted on me was too much to handle, I couldn’t wait any longer.

“I want you” I whispered seductively.

The second I said that his eyes turned unnaturally dark, I couldn’t see his emerald orbs any longer, it was concealed by pure lust.

He started to grind his boner onto my wet panties ,the thin layer between us was taunting, leaving us both panting for breath as we made out with one another.

“Tell me how do you like it baby?”

“W-what do you mean?”

“Fast?, Hard? What do you like?…” The raspiness of his voice, sent thrilling vibrations down to my burning core.

“I-i wouldn’t know..” I admitted.

The next thing I knew he froze and looked at me with daunting eyes. I didn’t know what to say to him, why did that matter to him that I was a virgin?

“Are you a virgin?” He spits out. The tone made my stomach churn, Its as if it was some kind of infections disease that made him displeased about the news.

I nodded.

He cursed and got up from the bed, quickly putting on his clothes then he leaving the room. When he came back seconds later, I covered my naked body. Because for the first time in my life,I was not only ashamed but I regretted that I was a virgin. I felt dirty and used. Dosen’t he want me?

He chucked me my school uniform that he retrieved from my closet. “Take a shower and get dressed, we are going to be late”. And with that he left.

I laied there for a good amount of minutes as a tears spilled from my eye.

I didn’t feel like doing anything, or even listening to him, he made me feel like shit about myself and that is not okay.

However I had too many questions and the only person who had the answers was downstairs making breakfast. I put on the clothes and made my way down. I didn’t exactly want to talk to him, I was still hurt.

” I made toast” he said as his eyes poured into mine. I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t stand being in the same room with him now, it felt odd. So I decided to turn back round and go to school without him. “Rosie where are you going?”

“School” I said as I out on my shoes.

“Let me take you”

“No don’t bother”

I slammed the door shut and walked to school, analysing everything that just happened.