Life in the middle-Harry Styles Fanfic AU COMPLETED

Chapter 17

Here I am in a tight embrace with Harry and I don't quite know how we got here but it feels too incredible to stop and analyse it.
Instead I try to get as close to him as possible, it's like a magnetic pull between us.
He rubs his thumb over my cheek that's full of paint and massages my lower back him his other hand.
My hands are running up and down his back continuously. I feel his muscles underneath my palms and I am happy he didn't do his shirt up.

We stop kissing each other and pull our upper bodies apart slightly.
"So what was it you wanted Harry?" My breath is fast and laboured. He tries to hide that fact that he is breathless too but I know better.
"Um, what do I want? What do you want Echo?" He switches the question just like that and I smirk at him before staring into his green eyes again.
"I want you to keep kissing me Harry!" I literally spit out in one fast sentence. As soon as the words are spoken, his lips ingulf mine.
His lips are so soft but hard when he bites at my bottom lip, sucking and pulling it in between his lips. His hands are on my shoulders now and I feel the gravity pulling us down. He must sense this also, so
he lifts me up and I slide my legs up on each side of him and hold on.
He walks me out of the studio while his soft kisses litter my face.
He walks us into the guest room he slept in and puts me down on the bed. I instantly being to worry about the mess and this room. We are still covered in paint.

He looks at me questionably, and seems to work out what has me freaked out.
This time he puts one hand under my neck and one under my knees and picks me up, and takes me to the bathroom.

I need to stop overthinking and getting myself anxious over this. It's just I'm a clean artist, I don't make a mess like we have now.
I take a few deep breathes while Harry turns on the shower.
Wow a shower together? Ok I can do this, this is fine.
I start to unbutton my overalls and let them drop, while Harry removes his shirt and it falls on the floor. We continue to do this until he's in his boxers and I'm in a blue set of lacy bra and hipsters.
It feels like hours since we've kissed, so I stand beside him and kiss his neck gently, giving him s few quick flicks of my tongue. He stands erect when I do this. He turns towards me and smiles, " You now you're driving me insane love?" he questions?
I give him a small smile while I get back to the kissing. His hands find the clasp of my bra and removes it, he looks down at my breasts and then continues to remove my undies. I believe it's time I helped him get naked and his boxers are off and pooled on the floor with mine. He gestures for me to get into the shower first and he then follows me.
Lucky for me I have a double shower so there's plenty of room to fill.

I pull him close and go back to his beautiful lips. I know I'm getting turned on just from his kissing. He hasn't touched me yet and this is already intense, will I cope with more?
I don't have to wait long to find out. He leans don't and starts to kiss my neckline, my collar bone, which sends me off and then he gets to my cleavage. He takes small nips while his there and I let out a moan. It's been too long but that's not the reason I'm doing this. While I'm thinking of this I notice Harry further down my body. He is now kneeling in front of me.
He looks up at me obviously knowing I was watching him.
He smiles up at me while the water is dripping on his face.
"This is what I want Echo?" he grins and I turn my head away while his head is buried in between my legs.
I hold on to the glass and soap rack to stop myself from falling.

I look down occasionally and I find that he has been staring at me the whole time. I feel my legs get weak as I'm ready to climax and he holds onto my hips to prevent that.
As soon as I let myself go and my body responds I can't help but to smile at him, really smile. He stands to his feet, kissing my stomach, chest and neck, he leans into me. I manage to gather up enough strength to put liquid wash on a loofah and start cleaning the paint of him and myself.