One Plus One

Chapter Seven

Warning: SMUT.

MARLIE'S POV

I couldn't believe myself. I'd told him something I'd kept to myself for three years. Something I'd never even told any of my friends. Part of my brain was screaming at me. Why did I tell him? I'd only made myself more vulnerable. But strangely, I felt so much better. I felt like something had been lifted.

Harry gazed at me, a warm feeling flowing through my body. Nobody had bothered to ask me about my mum before he did. I didn't think I'd ever let a guy near me before Harry. He had a way of sucking me in. I'd usually be able to push it off but not with him. Harry was so undeniably beautiful and despite his reputation, he cared. Maybe that's the side people had forgotten about. My deep thoughts were interrupted by Harry's finger wiping away the last of my tears.

"You alright?"

I gave him a small nod. His head edged closer, tilting slightly to place a kiss on my cheek. Before he could reach his target I turned so that our lips met. It took him by surprise slightly. He let out a deep chuckle before going in for a second kiss. I happily gave it to him, my hands finding their way into his curls again. His lips escaped mine and he pressed kisses to my jaw and neck as he pulled my hips forward. I allowed him to pull me onto his lap, my legs either side of his as he continued to kiss my tingling skin.

"Marlie, do you trust me?" he whispered.

"I trust you." I whispered back, my eyes staring deeply back into his.

My eyes closed as he pressed his lips against mine. I inhaled sharply as I felt his large hand dip underneath the t-shirt I was wearing. He caressed the sensitive skin above my underwear, causing goosebumps. I whimpered as his touch fell lower, falling to my crotch. My heart began to race wildly. He was slowly drawing patterns over my underwear, the soft touch getting my pulse racing. I tried to wriggle away but his other arm wrapped around my lower back, holding me in place as his finger hooked my knickers to the side.

"Harry." I whimpered.

"It's ok. Just trust me."

He received my small nod. His thumb brushed over my clit, my grip on his shoulders tightening as the new feeling burst through my body. I gasped as he did it again, the reaction he was receiving from me obviously giving him a rush. His thumb began to rub circles into my clit. Harry let out a satisfied laugh as I groaned quietly, our foreheads pressed together. My core began to pulsate, aching for more contact. The feeling I had bubbling through my body was something extreme. I was fisting at Harry's t-shirt as he rubbed harder, forcing curse words and his name to fall from lips in breathy gasps.

"Lie down for me, angel."

As if my heartbeat wasn't already fast enough, it picked up more speed. I complied, shifting from his lap and lying down on the bed. I was unsure of his next move but my aching core still wanted him. I felt his fingers loop into the sides of my knickers and he slipped them down my legs dropping them to the floor. His hand then took up its previous position. Harry entwined his other hand with mine. I squeezed it as I fisted the sheets with my other hand.

Harry eased off, my grip on his hand and his sheets loosening slightly. They were soon gripped tightly again as Harry's finger traced my entrance. I shot up, nerves taking hold and rested my weight on my elbows. My chest rose and fell quickly, my eyes wide.

"Shhh, it's ok."

He pressed a kiss to my lips. I felt his finger slowly push inside me, my head falling back onto the pillow. My back arched as he began to slowly pump his finger in and out. I whimpered as his thumb found its way to my clit again, gently circling as his finger remained stationary inside of me. Harry began to alternate between the two, the pleasure coursing through my veins becoming to much for me to handle. I had an intense tingling sensation in my stomach. My hips rose from the bed as it rose.

Harry slowly drew out his finger, taking my clit between his thumb and finger and beginning to roll it. I desperately gripped hand as the pleasure overwhelmed me. My hips slumped back on to the bed as I lay limp, breathing heavily. Harry removed his touch, taking his finger past his plump lips and sucking. He proceeded to so the same with his thumb before leaning down to kiss me again.

"Harry." I whimpered, not being able to conjure up enough energy to speak.

"Shh."

He placed another kiss to my cheek before letting go of my hand and walking towards the bathroom. I rolled from my position on the bed and looked around the floor for my discarded underwear. Once found, I slipped it back on and sat on the edge of the bed.

Harry really had reeled me in. Just two days ago, I was refusing to be near him. Now, he had me wrapped around his little finger. My heart was ceasing to stop racing as Harry came back into the room in just his boxer shorts. I traced my eyes all over his body. Tanned skin, toned abs and chest. The tattoos I had spotted earlier now on show. Two swallows and several other small ones upon his shoulder and bicep. He really was beautiful in every aspect.

Harry flicked his head towards the bed. I stood and walked around to where he'd had me whimpering beneath him just minutes ago and climbed in beneath the cover. The covers and pillows smelt like him. My heart just wasn't getting a break. Harry soon joined me shuffling in closer to me. He lifted his arm, inviting me in. I obliged, Harry wrapping his strong around me, it rested comfortably on my waistline. His chest was rising and falling slowly against my back, his warm breath tickled the back of my neck.

"Enjoy that?"

"Mmm." I tiredly replied, eyes already closed.

"There's plenty more where that came from."

I wiggled in his grasp as his words did funny things to my insides. I felt Harry's free hand tangle into my hair that was fanned out on the pillow. He twiddled the ends in his fingers. My body instantly relaxed and my breathing slowed back to normal. I could feel myself slowly drifting off to sleep, Harry's warmth and protective hold making me feel less vulnerable. I trusted him.

*****

I woke up in the morning with my head nuzzled into Harry's chest, his arm slung over my shoulder. Bright morning sunshine filtered through the curtains making me squint. I rubbed my eyes before carefully slipping away from Harry, being careful not to wake him. Even in sleep he looked effortlessly beautiful.

I wandered into the living room looking for my bag. I pulled out my phone and had to quickly cover my mouth before I shouted.

"Shit." I whispered, noticing the numerous missed calls and texts from Lily.

It was almost eleven. I was three hours late for work. There was no chance I could make up any excuse for that. I could still get in in time for the afternoon session. I texted Lily back, still cursing at myself under my breath.

"Everything alright?" came a gruff morning voice.

"I'm late for work. Very late. I have to get back to mine and then get to work in the space of an hour. This is gonna be fun."

"Don't worry I'll take you."

A sense of relief washed over me. Harry laughed as I was all a-fluster trying to get dressed quickly and rushing out into his car. Once back home, I quickly refreshed myself, got into my dance gear and ran back out to Harry in his car. I noticed him glance down my low cut top as he was driving.

"Hey, eyes on the road." I warned, sparking a smile on Harry's face.

I couldn't help but smile too, the dimples in his cheeks had that effect on me. As we pulled up outside the studios, Harry glanced at me, nervously it seemed. It was the first time since meeting him I'd seen it.

"I'll text you later." he smiled as I jumped down out of the car.

"Bye, Harry."

I had a feeling he didn't say that to girls very often. If what people said about him was true, it was usually one night and never again. Something was obviously changing in him like things were changing in me.