lovelorn - wroetoshaw

chapter 15

BELLA

Harry grabs onto my shoulders and pushs my back down. The cold mattress and Harry's dominance sending shivers running up my spine. Sinking into my sheets, he places both palms onto the mattress space on each side of my head.

"Doesn't mean I can't do something for you."

His provocative words and tone only add to the tension building in my core. Throwing all of my previous concerns out the window, I stare right into Harry's blue eyes, which seem a bit more gray than usual.

"Go on, if you think you can handle me." I dare, watching closely as his stark black pupils dialate, seemingly absorbing the now slate gray surrounding them.

Before I can tease any further, Harry leans in hungrily, connecting our lips. It's passionate and almost frantic, as if he thinks I will disappear if he waits any longer. I understand the feeling, every once in a while I have to pinch myself to make sure he's real and this isn't just some extremely realistic dream.

His chapped lips collide with mine, the contrast as strangly alluring as it always seems to be. Suddenly, the feeling vanishes as quick as it appeared, my lips still tingling from the contact. Opening my eyes, I see Harry looking down at me. His gaze full of lust and longing. I slide my body over to the center of the mattress. Before Harry can join me though, I sit up onto my knees. Lifting my shirt over my head, I tilt foreward, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him onto my bed with me, grabbing the hem of his shirt and taking it off. Raising one of my legs and sweeping it over Harry's torso, our centers meet through the fabric of our trousers. I can tell I'm not the only one desperate for more relief, judging by the tent pressing against where I really need him. Bending over to come face to face with Harry, I use my left hand to rake through his hair. Lightly pulling on the dark blond ends; a deep groan exits his mouth.

"Just remember," I whisper, pressing our foreheads together, "I'm in charge here."

My words only add fuel to his fire, as he quickly connects our lips, this time more rushed and needy. His warm hands run up and down my curves, before finding their place on my ass. He roughly squeezes, making me gasp from the unexpected pressure. He uses this as an opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth, ours finally meeting. Rough hands continue to explore my body, before grabbing on the flesh of my waist and flipping me over.

Lustful kisses make their way off of my lips, trailing down from my jaw and resting at the crook of my neck. He sucks and bites purposefully right underneath my ear, making my hips roll up against his and an involuntary moan pass by my lips. He continues to leave dark marks over my chest, which is only covered by my light pink lacy bra. These are gonna be a pain in the arse to cover but I let him since he likes seeing the dark blotches littered on my skin. His hands make their way underneath me, and I arch my back to allow him access. He unclips my bra a bit too easily, I mean god, it took me ages to learn how to do that! Lifting my arms up he slips the skimpy material off of me, taking extra care when moving the lacy fabric over my casted arm.

Once he's completely removed the material, he creates some space between us to admire my unclothed chest for the first time. His eyes somehow dilating more, he takes one of my hard nipples into his mouth. My eyes roll back from the feeling of his hot tongue tracing along my nipple, the other one engulfed in his alternate hand. Lightly squeezing and massaging, I can tell he's trying to go easy on me, and not push me too far.

"Fuck- Harry" I moan out as he softly bites down on my nipple. The pressure building up inside me is becoming to much to bear and I can barely take it anymore. "Harry- Baby" I breathe out, trying to contain myself but resorting to begging, "I- need you."