Lacuna

chpt.14

Cordelia stared into his bright eyes. She sat up on the counter and he stood between her legs but not up against her. He held her hand that she had on his face.

"Stay." He purred leaning down a little closer.

"Harry I-" she stammered not having a good excuse to leave. He pulled her hand away from his face leaning in and kissing her. Cordelia accepted it and kissed back.

Her hand trialed up through his hair and their lips moved in sync. He pressed up against her with his hands on her lower back pulling her closer to him.

Cordelias legs wrapped around him as if it were an instinct. She ran her fingers through his hair as he deepened the kiss with tongue exploring her mouth. It felt so incredibly wrong but felt to good to stop.

Their mouths gaped pushing one another's tongues into their mouths. Her hand ran down his chest before fisting her hands up his shirt feeling the grooves of his abs. He leaned in deeper and he kept his hands on her back keeping her propped up still pulling her close caressing her.

Cordelia could feel his erection quickly growing in his pants. They kept their lips connected until she pulled up on the hem of his shirt. They broke the kiss and it came up over his head causing his hair to become even messier than it was. He lifted her up over her head and she sat in leggings and a lacy bra.

"I know you want me." Harry said leaning over her tracing his finger over the elastic band of her leggings. She shivered and goosebumps riddled her skin. Cordelia stared up at him and pulled down at her leggings. She repositioned herself and he slid them off. "Say you want me." He calmly demanded.

"I wouldn't be honest then." She hesitantly said. A smirk curled up his face.

"We'll see about that." He answered pulling down his pants. Cordelia remained eye contact with him. "Do you have any idea how long I've waited to do this." Harry spoke before kissing her once again.

"Do what?" She stupidly asked.

"To fuck you." He answered her obvious question. "To fuck the living shit out of you."
Cordelia was a bit taken back by what he said. Butterflies filled her stomach and her breath hitched when she felt his hand on her heat.

"Prove it." She breathed out. "Prove how bad you want me.." she purred. Harry got a devilish grin on his face as he slowly began to remove her wet underwear. He removed his boxers and he was painfully hard.

Her eyes slightly widened at the sight and prepared herself. He pulled her hips closer to him and the edge of the counter. He licked two of his fingers slowly pushing them inside of Cordelia. She bit her lip suppressing a moan.

He pulled them out and aligned himself with her. She held onto him and they both watched as he slowly inserted himself into her. A quiet moan escaped from her mouth.

His first few thrusts were slow and as they adjusted themselves. His warm hands rested on her back as he impaled himself into her gradually going faster.

"Are you sure you still don't want me?" Harry asked as he continued to pleasure her. Cordelia didn't say anything, she cocked her head back as her breathing grew harder and moans became louder.

"Harry-" she breathed out. "Harry please...." she moaned out. Harry quickened his speed going faster and harder. Adrenaline shot through her bloodstream. She didn't want to admit but she was enjoying. A lot. She stared into his eyes and he went deeper and deeper. Her mouth gaped while breathing heavily.

"H-harder..." she moaned. He listened and pulled her in even closer and he thrusted into her deeper. Harry let out a deep groan as he did this. Sweat began to drip from his forehead. Cordelia gripped into his hair leaving it a mess.