Harry's POV
Hearing those words, coming from her mouth, make me feel incredibly happy. The words I wanted to hear. She said maybe, but I know she will be mine. This night and every other night. I kiss her again, with more passion this time. Her lips respond to mine the same second, sending flames through my body. My body is responding to her, I never wanted anyone this much like her. Call it love or whatever, I know that I need this beautiful woman, being something more to me.
Her legs wrap around my torso, as I sit up, one of my hands on her hip, supporting her and other on her neck, pulling her lips closer to mine. Her hands are placed on the back of my neck, one of her hands running through my hair, and honestly it only makes me harder. I never let anyone even touch my hair and especially do this. I guess only she can.
I press her back on the wall in my hall, so that she's between me and the wall. My lips travel to her neck, sucking the soft skin they find there. She moans and pulls me closer to her crotch. She grinds her crotch into mine, earning a groan from me. Her dress is pulled up, so it's easy for me to see her panties, even though I'm very occupied now.
We finally manage to my room, our lips never breaking the contact. She sucks on my bottom lip and I let a soft groan leave my mouth. I feel myself growing harder and harder in my boxers. I lay her on the bed, and take my shirt off in one move. I take my jeans off, I just don't want them to be between us. My eyes fall back on her, seeing her bottom lip between her teeth, only turning me on and when she sees the bulge in my boxers, she only smirks at me.
I lay down on her, lifting her up a bit, so that I can reach the zipper of her dress. Meanwhile, she's kissing my neck so fucking slowly I want to, fuck. Why do dresses have those fucking zippers? What's their fucking use? She notices my struggle and, unfortunately, moves her lips from my neck to help me with the dress.
Soon, the dress is on the floor, revealing a beautiful sight for me. I press my finger on her crotch, feeling how wet she is. I groan and start rubbing my fingers against her crotch. She moans and arches her back. I take off her panties, not even asking for a permission. She looks at me, eyes full with lust. She takes off her bra, making me see her and, honestly, she is fucking beautiful in every way. Other people may see her flaws and imperfection, but to me, she's completely flawless and perfect. She pulls me down, lips connecting with mine. My fingers are still pressed against her clit. As we share a passionate kiss, our tongues racing, I push my finger inside of her. Her head falls on the pillow, moan escaping her lips.
Fuck, seeing her like this makes me want her so much. I just want to push myself into her and make her feel good, better than she ever felt.
I start moving my finger faster, adding another one. It's easy to move them, because she's so fucking wet. I leave kisses all down her jaw and neck, down to her chest, where I kiss her nipples. Her moans fill the room very soon. I pull my finger out, because I want her to come while I'm in her.
I get up and take the condom I left on the table. Let's just say, I knew this is going to happen so yeah. I know she woldn't resist this sex god I am.
I pull the condom on me and lay down on the bed. She smiles, her hand on the back of my neck as she pulls my head slowly, closer to hers. I notice she is much more confident than she was the last time.
"You're amazing." I whisper and lower myself down, kissing her lips softly. This time, the kiss was gentle and sweet, something that's not so usual for me. But, I guess with her this side of me shows.
I push myself inside of her, hearing her gasp. I start moving myself in and out, slowly of course. I close my eyes. I open them soon, because I feel her hands on my chest. They travel up to my neck and she pulls me down, kissing me passionately. I start moving myself faster and go deeper, only causing her moans to break the kiss. I kiss her neck, sucking the skin. I want her to have my love bites all over her body.

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Hayran Kurgu❝I'll love you until the rain stops crashing.❞ A story about Harry and Christine. About their strong and endless love. The same love that will be tested in many ways. Mistakes will be made, tears will be shed, hearts will be broken. Shared looks fu...