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My legs stay clasped around his waist while he slams my back against the stall wall. He grabs both of my wrists with his one hand and pins them above my head while using his other hand to grab my throat- keeping me in place.

I whimper at his harsh touch and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth. His hips grind against mine hungrily- making a small moan leave my lips from the friction. I notice the hard bulge in his jeans is already present and very noticeable.

His body presses so hard against me that I feel his every breath and every small movement. I want him to let go of my hands so I can feel him. I crave the feeling of his curls between my fingers and the warmth of his chiseled skin.

He harshly turns my head to the side and attacks my neck. His teeth graze my skin and he releases my wrists from above my head. My back slides up and down the stall wall from his rapid movements of his sinister lips.

"You've been teasing me for far too long baby." He grunts in anger while leading his lips down to kiss my collarbones. He slides me farther up the wall so my legs wrap around his upper torso rather then his waist. His lips graze over the exposed area between the fabric on top of my breasts and he sucks harshly on the skin while I tangle my fingers in his hair.

I'm really praying someone doesn't come in this washroom.

"Harry-" I murmur under my breath in pleasure as he keeps his hands on my bum. My hands tug harder in his hair and he moans lightly before tracing his wet tongue over the bitter skin he created.

He trails back up to my neck and slides my body back down him and I eventually stand on my feet. He flips us around so his back is against the wall- still keeping his lips to mine. He pulls our lips apart and grabs my chin strong in his grip. Our inflamed lips brush together ever so lightly before and he keeps his dark lust filled eyes to mine.

"Get on your fucking knees princess." He mutters against the tip of my lips.

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Harry Styles

"Get on your fucking knees princess." I demand, barely brushing my lips against hers. I can't take it anymore, I need her soft lips and sinful tongue around me- I need it now. She's been such a tease all night and I can't handle it anymore.

"What if someone comes in?" The innocence in her voice questions, looking up at me with her hazel eyes.

"You better be quick then." I mutter while grazing my thumb across her plump bottom lip. I don't care if we're in a washroom stall- theirs no fucking way I'll be able to wait until we get home.

I need her now.

She drops to her knees and I instantly feel my body temperature rise. My back stays firmly pressed against the stall and she wastes no time undoing the belt on my pants, fiddling with the zipper. I look down at her using her nimble fingers to undo my jeans and rolling them down slightly.

God that dress makes her tits look unreal, especially from this angle.

She wastes no time tracing her hand over the bulge in my briefs, making a spark run though my veins. She drives me absolutely insane just by the lightest touch.

She rolls down the tight briefs enough so my length pops up, harder then ever. She grabs it and starts palming me with her soft hands. I grunt slightly as she finally touches me after my pants have been busting at the seams this entire night from her leaving me on edge.

My head falls back against the stall and my eyes pinch shut as her hand pumps me at the perfect pace. My heart races and I already feel my body starting to sweat.

I suddenly feel her plump wet lips wrap around my tip, pushing her tongue against it. I suck a sharp breath through my clenched teeth and look down at her sliding her mouth down my shaft- still pumping the part she can't fit.

"Shit-" I pant while tightly grabbing the roots of her long soft hair, holding it back out of her face as she continues to slides her soft pink lips around me.

I've had many blowjobs in my day from many women, but I don't think I've ever been with someone that's made me finish faster then her. Maybe it's because she's so innocent, or maybe it's just because it's her.

Her tongue swirls around me while she bobs her head, making me go fucking crazy from her touch. Every other part of my body feels tense because of the overwhelming pleasure she gives me. My hands tighten in her hair out of reflex as she stays on her perfect little knees.

"Amelia- fuck." I moan her name lightly, making her look up at me through her naive hazel eyes, sending another rush through me as she bats her eyelashes without even realizing.

Another moan leaves my lips just from her looking at me while my cock fills her mouth. God if she keeps doing this then I'm going to bust quicker then I thought- quicker then I ever thought I could from a blowjob.

She slides her mouth down my shaft, deeper this time so I hit the back of her throat, making her gag I almost lose it right there. Fuck when she gags on me it sends a literal shock of pleasure up my body, making a deep grunt leave my lips.

"I'm close, fuck-" I curse while tightening my grip, feeling the familiar pressure in my lower spin start to build.

Her sucking becomes more rapid and the pumping of her hand becomes more quickened- knowing she's going to finish me off vigorously. My breathing gets heavy and the pressure in my spin just builds quicker and quicker, letting a collection of moans leave my lips while I watch her bob her head aggressively. My body sweats immensely and I'm so close to coming that I feel like my head is going to explode.

The second my tip slams against the back of her throat and she gags again- I release with out even blinking. My vision goes white as a wave of euphoria runs through my cold blood. A deep chest rattling groan echoes through small washroom stall while I keep my fingers death gripped into her hair. She keeps my dick in her mouth while I release into the back of her throat.

She licks my length clean before popping her lips off of my tip. Our rapid breathing fills the air as I stand completely out of breath and tired.

"God baby." I mumble through pants while she tucks my throbbing dick back in my jeans and does up the zipper and belt.

She grabs the water bottle off the floor and takes a swig from it to probably get rid of the cum taste in her mouth. Her sweet fragile body stands back up to her feet and she smiles at me.

"Happy?" She smirks through her puffy swollen lips from my cock.

"You're absolutely breathtaking." I shake my head, still all flustered. She brings the plastic bottle to her lips again, drinking from it while I try to regain my breath.

God we've come so far. I remember the first time I brought her to this club and I gave her her first small hickey in the hallway. I remember being so angry at myself for getting carried away with her after just the second night. And now fast forward to today, me standing in this grimy stall- breathless from the amazing head she just gave me.

She smiles at me and I lean forward to crash my lips again here's, not containing myself as her back pushes against the opposite wall.

I don't care if she just sucked my dick- she just drank a shit ton of water anyway. Her hands place against my cheeks, dropping the plastic water bottle on the ground.

"We should go back out there." I whispers against her lips, making her nod and pull away.