What's Written In The Stars [H.S]

Part 83

(Warning: mature content)

I feel something heavy land on my waist. I groan and flutter my eyes open. Harry's arm is wrapped around my hips. I'm lying on my back, with Harry's head resting on my stomach. I smile at the sight. He looks so handsome even when he is asleep. His long hair is all ruffled up. His mouth is open as he snores lightly. My eyes travel down his long body and see his naked, cute bum. We slept naked together. It feels different. Good different.

With the weight of his head, I feel the sudden urge to pee. Groaning internally, I gently lift Harry's head and lay it beside, on the bed. He stirs a little, but snores again. I move his hands next and lay it next to his head. Slowly, I shift my hips, but immediately wince. A soreness present between my thighs, which take me back to last night's event.

Slowly and quietly, I stand up and let out a gasp. Two drops of blood on the white sheets. Hest rushes to my cheeks and I feel my whole naked body heat up.

Did last night really happen? Did I really have sex with Harry?

Yes, you did.

My subconscious smirks at me and I feel all giddy. I love him so much. I feel like this is where I'm meant to be. With this kind and gorgeous man in front of me. I shake my head with a smile and head off to the bathroom.

After I'm done, I stand infront of the vanity van. I look at my reflection and see a glowed up version of myself. My skin looks like it's been highlighted and contoured. It looks flushed too.

"Admiring yourself?"

I jump back. I roll my eyes when I see Harry standing at the doorway with a smug look on his face.

"You know. If I had a body like yours I would admire it everyday." he winks and I blush.

"Have you ever heard of the word 'Knocking'?" I tease and he laughs, walking into the bathroom. He stands behind me and wraps his long arms around my waist. His manhood pressed again my ass. I hear him groan and kiss the lobe of my ear.

"How are you feeling?" he whispers.

"A little sore." I reply honestly with a smile as I look at him through the mirror.

"Good, it'll remind you that you'll always be mine." he kisses my cheek and looks up in the mirror at me, "Come... Nothing that a nice hot shower can't fix."

I giggle as he pulls me along with him in the shower cubicle. He leaves the door open and then turns on the shower and changes the setting of the water to warm. The water pours down on us and we smile like idiots, staring at each other.

"I love you." he says, as the water pours down in his head, his tangled locks straightening out.

"I love you more." I reply as I take a step forward and kiss his beautiful lips. The water flowing down his back, as he is taller and is covering most of the shower head.

He holds my waist and kisses me back deeply. His tongue licking my bottom lip and I happily grant him entrance. His tongue enters my mouth and I suck on it and earn a delightful moan from him. He pushes me against the cool tile wall and I gasp as it hits my back.

"Round two, Sharma?" I hear him say as he moves down to my neck. One of his hands grab my breast, kneading it roughly. I moan and tilt my head up. Steam emerging from the hot water clouds the glass cubicle.

"You have the most beautiful body, baby. The most beautiful softest skin." Harry whispers as he nips the skin of my neck and around my collarbone.

I surprise him and myself, as I kneel down in front of him. An appreciative smile forms on his lips. I bring my hands to his growing erection and start pumping it slowly. I look up at him and watch him groan loudly.