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"I can't-" I cried, my cheeks wet with tears as I tried to hold off my looming orgasm. Harry had me pinned to his face, his arms locked around my thighs as his tongue attacked my soaking wet core. "Harry, I can't hold it any longer."

"You will," he growled. "Or I won't fúck you."

"I-I'm c-coming, Harry, oh god I'm coming so hard," I whimpered, my walls crumbling as the pent up pleasure flowed over me. I screamed and writhed against him, my hands clawing at his chest as more tears flowed down my cheeks. It was the most pleasure I've ever felt in my life, but it was cut short by a loud slap to my ass and my cry of pain.

"I told you not to come," He murmured, flipping us over and pinning my arms above my head. "I told you not to fúcking come, sweetheart."

"I couldn't hold it off," I mumbled, trying to break out of his strong grasp. "Please Harry, I'm going to go crazy if you don't fúck me."

"You want me to fúck you?"

"Yes, please."

"Fine," he relented. "Fine, but come here first."

He laid down next to me and gestured for me to straddle his face again.

"No, please-" I began to protest. But he rolled his eyes and pulled me over him, except this time I was facing away from the wall and towards his feet.

I understood what he was saying and leaned down, my lips closing around his rock hard dīck as he let out a moan and ran his large hands up and down my thighs.

"Good girl," he praised quietly. "Such a good girl, aren't you?"

I kept sucking, slowly at first but then faster as he seemed to be getting more frustrated, swirling my tongue around his swollen head as he moaned. His hands gripped my ass and his mouth kissed me all over, making my back arch as he brushed over my throbbing clit.

"Fúck, stop," he said suddenly. "Stop it and come up here, princess."

I turned around and climbed up onto his lap, my hands gripping his shoulders as I brushed some hair behind my ear.

"Was it bad?" I asked quietly. "I'm sorry if-"

"It was perfect," he cut me off with a dimpled grin. "I just wanted to kiss you."

His soft lips brushed against mine before pressing a little harder, his tongue dragging along my bottom lip as I smiled.

"I love your lips," I mumbled stupidly. Wow, real smooth Norah. "They're really um...pink."

"Thank you," he chuckled softly. "Yours are nice, too."

I blushed. "Thanks."

"Norah," he frowned slightly. "Is something wrong?"

I might be in love with you.

"I'm fine."

I don't know what to do about it.

"That wasn't the question."

Please forget Thalia already.

"No, nothing is wrong."

I leaned forward and kissed him again, this time cupping his face in my hands as he groaned.

"Okay, enough foreplay already," he smirked. "I'm about to burst, I swear."

*Harry's POV*

She giggled and draped her arms around my neck, her perfect tits pushing against me as I laughed with her.

She was beautiful when she laughed. Actually she's beautiful all the time, but even more so when she was laughing.

"Please give me your cōck, Harry," she whispered, leaning so close that I almost didn't hear her. "I've been such a good girl all night."

"You have," I nodded in agreement. "You want my cōck baby?"

She nodded eagerly and I grinned, happy to oblige her blunt request. Her hair was still soaking wet as I lifted her hips up and slid inside, her walls stretching just the way they always did for me- only me.

"H-Harry," she whined, leaning her head against mine. "You're so big, god."

"I love the way you stretch for me, baby," I praised as she began bouncing on me. She was pulling me in, drawing me even deeper into her and there was no way to stop it, not that I wanted it to anyway. "Are you going to come for me?"

"Whenever you say," she panted as my hands wound tightly around her waist. I was never letting her go, no matter who tried to take her, I would never let them. She was mine. She always had been and she always would be.

"Come baby, come with me," I commanded, my head falling against the headboard. Her walls tightened and her fingers clawed at my chest, my name falling from her gorgeous lips as I groaned loudly and filled her. Claiming her. Marking her as mine as she threw her head back and called my name again. Well that's new.

"Norah," I frowned, gripping her hips as she kept pressing and grinding against me. "Norah, what the hell?"

"It hurts," she whimpered, her legs clamping together as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Please Harry, take it out."

I lifted her carefully off my lap and laid her down on the bed, my heart beginning to race as she looked at me.

"Norah, what the fúck? What happened?"

"I don't know," she answered quietly, her cheeks flushed and her eyes huge as she stared at me. "It was just like..."

"A really long ōrgasm?"

"Really long," she nodded. "Really fúcking long."

"Are you okay?"

She smiled and nodded, her eyes closing for a second after she laid her head on my chest.

"I'm great," she beamed. "That was great. Thank you."

"Anytime, baby," I sighed, letting my arm fall around her shoulders. "Anytime."

*Norah's POV*

"Norah, open up!" Kat's voice woke me up and I jumped a little when I saw how close Harry's face was to mine. He was sleeping and all I could think about was how darn cute he looked when he slept like that, all curled up around me with his head on mine.

I carefully untangled our bodies and padded to the door, opening it just as Kat's hand raised to knock again.

"Finally," she groaned. "Jesus, I tried calling you like five times."

"Sorry, Harry and I dozed off," I answered vaguely as she watched me pull on a tank top and some of Harry's sweatpants. Comfort is definitely key in my world. "What happened?"

"Brooke and Liam apparently got into this huge fight at the theater then she stormed off."

"What's new?"

"That's what I said!" she laughed, falling back onto the bed next to Harry. "God, he looks adorable when he sleeps."

"I know! I tried telling him but-"

"But he said he wasn't 'cute', he was 'hot'," she rolled her eyes. "Exactly what Niall says."

Harry grumbled something and rolled over, his arm falling over Kat's waist as I tried to suppress a giggle.

"You're not Norah," he muttered, still keeping his eyes closed. "What the-"

"I'm right here," I chirped as I crawled towards him, situating myself behind his back so I was the big spoon for once.

"My two favorite girls," he chuckled lightly as Kat intertwined our fingers over his body.

"Well, well, well," Niall chuckled, crossing his arms as he sauntered in and leaned against the door. "I see you guys are finally trying to sway Harry into a threesome?"

"Us?" Kat asked in mock incredulousness. "We would never."

"I can't even believe you would suggest it!" I chimed in, burying my face in Harry's shirt for dramatic effect.

Niall laughed. "Alright angels, would you please leave my mate alone for a second so he can get up?"

"What do you think, Kat?" I asked, my voice muffled by Harry's body. "Should we let him go?"

"Hmm," she mused as her fingers stroked an imaginary beard. "Only if you give me a kiss, Ni."

He rolled his eyes and walked over to us, his cheeks flaming bright red as he leaned down and left a small kiss to Kat's lips.

"Alright, let him go, Nor," she sighed reluctantly. "I'm starving anyway."

"We just had pizza," Niall frowned. Kat and I looked at each other, then at him.

"They're hungry," Harry chuckled. "Like always."

"Chinese?" Niall tried.

"Why don't we cook?" Kat suggested as she climbed off the bed and stood in front of Niall. "Harry has plenty of food and it's free."

"Hey, I'm expecting rent from you two," Harry laughed as he sat up and yawned. "I should have started a long time ago."

"What about Norah?" Niall scowled. "She's here just as much."

"Norah performs a public service, isn't that right?" Kat smirked. "Come on, let's go find a recipe Ni."

They left and Harry turned to me, eyebrows raised and his mouth slightly open.

"You told her?"

"I'm sorry," I said quickly. "I didn't know if..."

"It's fine sweetheart," he smiled faintly. "Just don't tell the guys, alright?"

"Deal."

We shook on it then he pulled on some black boxers, followed by a clean white shirt and his favorite pair of socks. They looked like mine, all wool and soft and amazing, only a few sizes bigger.

"Okay, let's go," I said quietly once he was done.

"Wait, wait," he chuckled, pulling me back to his chest. "Give me a kiss baby."

"No, Harry," I frowned, pushing his face away. "I'll meet you downstairs."

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