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Chapter 91

'Cause if I had my way
You would always stay

— Lana Del Rey Ft. Sean Lennon, Tomorrow Never Came

. . . .

Harry pulls me towards the elevator where we wait for a minute or two for it to come down to the lobby to pick us up. Meanwhile, he's slouched over with his head resting on mine and his arms wrapped tightly around my body. Then finally, after the elevator doors open and we shoot off to our floor, we make our way back to our room and collapse onto the bed. He burrows himself into the blankets and goes back to the depressing state he was in yesterday.

"Do you want anything?" I ask him.

"I want to go home and see Lilly."

"When do you want to leave?"

He sighs and rolls over onto his side, "I want to now, but my mum would be pissed, and I don't want to disappoint her."

"I'll support you with whatever you decide."

He continues with, "This week has been shit. Maybe we should leave tomorrow and take Lilly on a short trip somewhere."

"If that's what you want to do," I whisper into his ear. My lips ever so slightly brush his ear and his hands wrap around my thighs. Motioning for me to straddle his waist, I do so and he shifts forward to kiss my neck. "Let me make you feel good, Harry."

"Please, I need you."

His hands slip down the back of my dark leggings and while one massages my ass, the other slides around to my front and maneuvers its way inside my underwear where he massages me with light strokes and swirls. Taking the hem of my shirt into my hands, I pull it up and over my head and he takes the time to open his pinched shut eyes to stare at my bra-clad breasts.

"You're so fucking gorgeous, baby."

I half-grin at him and move back farther to yank his sweats down to his knees and his shirt up and over his head so I have full access to viewing the vast majority of his detailed tattoos. His hands twist around in my hair and push the excess away from my face.

"I love you, Har."

Being too lazy to take off my underwear completely, I push the scanty string of material to the side and work my hands around him. He's too entranced to move, so I end up having to reach onto the bedside table for his wallet, but to no avail, there aren't any confine in the back lining like they usually are.

"You're all out."

"I packed some in my suitcase."

"Oh, so you didn't unpack them into the drawer of the bedside table while you were putting away your clothes?" I ask sarcastically and he folds his arm back behind his head and grins at me.

"Unfortunately, I didn't make it that far before a certain someone was begging me to stop."

"I wasn't begging."

"Yes, you were, love."

I roll my eyes but nevertheless, dig my hand into the toiletry pocket in his suitcase and pull out a single packet. Tossing it to him, I watch him slide it on with ease then motion for me to straddle him. He stares intensely at my lips, one hand on my neck as he contemplates what action he wants to do next. Instead, I take initiative and lean down to his bare neck to kiss, bite, and suck at the soft, delicate skin. I don't leave his neck and upper chest as he lifts me and situates himself to slip into me slowly.

Our hips rock against one another and I feel and hear his breath hitting my ear with every slow thrust he makes upwards. His strong arms wrap around my waist to keep my body situated and upright. His eyes never leave me, even when I'm not looking directly into them, I still feel his loving gaze on me.