Life in the middle-Harry Styles Fanfic AU COMPLETED

Chapter 28

I wake up and become aware of Harry's arms around my body and his legs tangled around mine. I slowly move myself to turn and face him without waking him.
I want to take him in as he sleeps and I don't have to worry about him being aware of me.
His eyelids flutter in his sleep and I envy his long eyelashes any women would kill to have.
His lips look plump and soft. I gentle push his curly locks off his forehead and twirl a curl between my index and forefinger. It's so soft and I love the length on him. I take the chance to look at more of his tattoos including the intricate butterfly on his torso.
I read the words, 'things I can' on his right arm and also a tattoo of a couple of screws. I wonder what they mean to him because to me they just seem randomly scattered upon his body. His torso is hard and defined as are his arms. Defined not over the top gym junkie muscle, just enough to know he works on keeping his gorgeous body in shape. I wonder what he sees in me? I'm not totally horrible but I'd consider my looks normal. Brown hair, hazel eyes with a hint of yellow, 5foot 8, and moody most of the time, cynical the others.
I can imagine women would notice him in a dark room, his hot body, long curly brown hair and the most amazing green eyes. He's gentle when he talks with a slight posh English accent, and a very relaxing demure about him. But today when he was pacing, I'd say he has a slight temper, maybe a little aggressive in a passive way.

"So have you looked enough" he smiles as he opens his eyes and his voice is thick with sleep and very husky, an absolute turn on. I feel myself blushing at him and my pulse starts racing.
Not only is he great to look at, he is very passionate when making love. I feel myself wanting him. He looks at me questionably.
"I was just thinking about your tattoos" I answer looking away from his hot stare.
"My tattoos hey? Is that all you were thinking about?" I feel like he can read me like a book, he presses both of his hands on my cheeks and lays me closer to him.

He doesn't embarrass me any further with his questions, he rather allows his body to do the talking. He presses his body against mine and I can feel him hard against my waist. He is an incredible lover, giving as much as receiving. He bites the side of his bottom lip and that does it for me. I'm his. I start to kiss him with a vigour I didn't know I had. He kisses me back as well but multitasks by stripping me of my clothes, pulling his boxers off too. The feeling of his bare skin against mine is unexplainable, it's a chemistry of its own. He moves us both so we are in opposite directions and he begins to kiss and lightly bite my thighs, before burying his head in between them. I return the favour by kissing his length before I take him in and use my mouth to make him groan into me.

Everything he does is extremely sexy and I'm sure he knows it. I can't concentrate on anything but enjoying him making me climax as he joins me. He turns me around and smiles with his lips glistening from my excitement. I can't help but smile back at him. He pulls away from me and I'm confused and a little disappointment.
"Don't worry love, I'm just getting a condom, that's all" he smiles and returns to my arms.

I'm worried about how much I want him, not just now, every moment. But I'm soon distracted by him leaving small kisses starting at my forehead, down my jaw, neck chest and then one breast while massaging the other. I'm mesmerising by his hands. I pull him closer because I need to kiss him right now. He pull the condom out and rolls it on and tries to climb on top of me but I want to feel the control right now. He looks shocked when I straddle him and go to put my hair in a pony tail, he's hands reach up and stop me.
"It's hot when you hair falls on my face babe"
"Oh really, is that so?" I ask, he nods as I gentle take all of him in, he arches his back up and pushes his head against the headboard.
I find the right rhythm and circle as I slide up and down with him.
"Are you enjoying this baby? On top, in charge" he asks out of breath.
"Uh ha, very much so, love" I giggle and kiss him again. I stay near his face and keep kissing him as I know neither of us are to far from letting go.
"Don't ever push me away love, I don't think I could handle it" he finishes the sentence and within a length of unknown time, we both let go. Into our own private paradise.