Limerence (h.s.)

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"Come here, babygirl." said Harry in a sharp tone which caused me to quickly jump into his lap. I'm slowly became much more comfortable around him since I broke my silence about my true feelings towards him.

He made sure I was comfortable enough by fixing my skirt and making sure I had enough room on his lap. He slowly began touching my hair and began caressing and rubbing my thigh simultaneously. With every caress he would randomly squeeze my thighs and slap them a little.

"Oh Ariana..." he cursed under his breathe. I can tell I was making him hard.

He began to slowly slide his hands through my sweater, i quickly let out a small squeak in shock. He noticed the nervousness in my eyes and swiftly put his hands back to his lap.

"Ariana, love. I have a quick question for you. Now, I want you to be honest for daddy. Alright, love?" he asked.

I nodded and waited for him to ask me.

"Have you lost you're virginity yet?" he asked.

I began to look around the room, I mean I definitely haven't lost it yet but it's weird telling him that.

"...ye...I um...yes I have" I lied.

He looked a bit displeased with my answer. He looked at me for a while.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes. Why...why would you think otherwise?" I lied again.

"Don't lie to daddy, you will be punished if you do." he warned me.

I didn't say anything in return. He suddenly grabbed me by the waist and rested me on the table. He bent down and began kissing my legs, by the time he got to my thighs I was already soaked.

"Dont. Lie. To. Daddy." He said in between as he kissed my neck.

I let a small moan in defeat, I just couldn't take it anymore, he knew what he was doing to me and he loved that sense of control over me.

He began to slowly tug my at my skirt in hopes of me to take them off, which I had zero intention of doing. In fact, we'd probably end up getting caught. Mind you, this is the last place I want to lose my virginity in.

I wanted the first time to be special and symbolic. Not something that was rushed and forced, like whats happening right now. I know that isn't Harry's intentions to do so but I couldn't help but feel that. Don't get me wrong, I was definitely turned on. My body was telling me to pounce on him immediately, but I knew I couldn't, I'd end up regretting it later on.

I may sound like a naive little girl, but this is the first time a man has touched me and made me feel like this, I wasn't about to ruin it by hiding my true feelings to him.

"Harry...stop please." I whispered as I watched his eyes in seriousness. I was definitely not playing around.

He respectfully stopped and gave me some space.

"Have I upsetted or offended in any way, my darling?" he asked concerningly.

He was now on his knees looking into my eyes with such passion and lust that it almost caused me to forget my train of thoughts.

"No, I just need...time." I said. He nodded immediately and told me to not to worry about a single thing.

Surprisingly, we ended up talking about our lives and slowly began learning about each other, which was beautiful.

"So you're parents just lended you 6 million dollars that easily?" I asked in astonishment.

"Yes," he said. "But only because I worked hard for it. I had to have a detailed plan of what I would do with that money." He added.

"What did you do with it?" I asked.

"After I graduated Harvard Law School, I opened up my own private firm." He said proudly.

"That's phenomenal." I said in awe, but I already knew much about his law firm.

I was definitely beginning to fall for his intellectual side, I loved how focused and driven he was. He wasn't like any man I've ever met, he was mysterious yet exciting in many ways. He knew what he wanted and knows how to get it.

"You seem very interested, you should come by the firm one day." He said smirking.

"I'd love to! How's tomorrow sound?" I asked quickly.

"Uh..Yes. Wonderful." He said in surprise.
A few hours passed and our deep conversations was immediatly haulted when my mother knocked on the door. He gave me a sympathetic look knowing that he'd probably have to leave now. Oh but how I longed for him to stay longer, it took everything in me to control myself from running to him.

My father stood by the door waiting for me to finish packing up my homework from the wooden table. He gave me a quick smile and lightly closed the door to talk to Harry. A sense of paranoia hit, what if they heard us?

I was beginning to sweat a little, my hands became clamy and shakey. I wonder what their talking about, I was still standing near the door trying to listen in. I heard only muffled noises and foot steps approaching and that's when I quickly left the door. I pretended to go on my phone.

My mother told Harry to wait for a minute, she apparently made him some dessert for his drive back. My father and him exhanged small talk and inane dad jokes that were so cringey I had to force myself to not roll my eyes. I still felt tense from the little talk they had with Harry.

I caught Harry's attention and mouthed out what happened? He shook his head and smiled, a large amount of anxiety escaped me. Thankfully, nothing happened.

"It was a pleasure seeing you, my friend." said dad patting Harry's shoulder.

"Pleasure was all mine, you have a very bright daughter." Harry said giving me a smirk.

"Oh yes, we're very proud. Did she tell about how much she admires your work, she's always wanted to work for your firm actually!" said my mother cheerly.

I felt my cheeks burn, I quickly gave her a look of embarassment.

He looked at me in a shocked look and continued to tease me.

"Oh really? Maybe she can come visit the firm one day. How does tomorrow sound? If it's no trouble to you." said Harry.

"Oh my! That sounds wonderful, did you hear that Ariana! Mr.Styles is going to show you the notorious Styles Law Firm!" cheered my mother.

"Yes, Im very excited. Thank you, Mr.Styles." I said quietly.

"I must go now, I'll see you soon." said Harry in a deep way that caused me to melt inside.

"Goodnight daddy." I said.

Both my parents and Harry looked up, except I went up to my dad and kissed his cheek, revealing that the "goodnight daddy" was intended for my real daddy not Harry. I slowly turned and began heading to my bedroom.

I locked the door and began undressing, I began to slowly strip in front of the window purposely and hoping Harry would get a little glimpse of me. I wanted him to go crazy tonight, I wanted him to only think about me. No one else.

I saw him approaching his car but slowly turning around to face my window. He bit his lip and shook his head as he tried hard to hide his smile. I sent him a quick air kiss and put the curtains down.