Two Ghosts [h.s]

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Slamming my body against the door, our lips devour each other. Pressing his hand to my neck he pins me against the door so I dont move. Sliding my legs apart he places his knee in between my thighs as I exhale into his mouth. 

"Harry." I whimper.

"Violet." He smirks.

Lowering himself to my hips he squeezes my back leg bending down. Wrapping my arms around the back of his neck I bend my knees jumping as he catches me.

Sliding our lips over another, our wet clothes drip to the floor in a large puddle.

Riding his hands up my thighs resting on my bare skin my dress rides upwards leaving me in just my underwear. Leaning my hips upwards his salty lips fold over mine. Our tongues fight for dominance.

Pinching my thighs and gripping his hair tightly none of us give in. Pulling back from the wall he slams me against it lightly and I gasp in surprise.

Sliding his tongue in my mouth I moan from the sweet taste and he lifts my hips higher.

"Harry?" I beg when he kisses me roughly.

"Do you want me to stop?" He exhales pulling away but I shake my head grabbing his jaw and locking our lips.

Holding on to my ass his hands grope me as I deepened the kiss. Sliding over our wet lips our heavy breaths collide. Hitting our noses in hard want I pull away. With a grunt, he leans forward but I speak before I get distracted.

"I-"

"Say it, sweet girl." He softens the kiss. "What do you want?"

He kisses me a few more times before pulling away. He stares at me in patience for my answer.

"I want you." Is all Is all I can say and his body freezes. Those green eyes dilate and I watch as he swallows, trying to put my needs before his own.

"We don't have to- ''

Shutting him up with my lips I try to tell him just how much I want this. "P-Please this is what I want." Begging into his lips that don't kiss me back, when I open my eyes, his are locked on mine.

He stares at me. More exhilarated than nervous. "Are you on the pill?"

I nod my head. "Yes. I used it for my periods but it works the same."

Relief washes over him and he wastes no time pulling back to me. His lips smack right into mine.

"Are you sure?" He mumbles and I moan when he pulls my lip biting down. Releasing it, he presses our lips together one last time with a moan.

"Never been more positive." Once I say those words he grunts into my lips and carries me towards the bed kissing down my neck, speaking with each movement.

"Don't know how long I've waited for this." Kissing my skin softly I roll my head back from the sensation. "I'll be gentle, I promise. Just gotta work you up to it."

Placing my hands on his jaw I connect our lips in a slow soft kiss. Lacing over each other my heart goes steady.

Moving at a slow pace sliding over each other his hands move from my thighs to rest on my waist.

"Our clothes are all wet." I gasp and he smiles pressing our lips together.

"We'll just have to take care of that then won't we."

Standing at the edge of the bed he undoes his shirt quickly and I lean forward peeling it off of his chest. Running my hands down his wet torso I trace over his tattoos. As my eyes wander, the sound of his belt buckle clicks open. Watching when he unzips his pants he pulls them down revealing his briefs and painful bulge.