Pure

WARNING: This chapter contains sexual content and the use of profanity.

Chapter 19:

Jessica's POV:

As our kiss deepened, Harry gently laid me down on the bed.

"Under the covers or no covers?" He said in a nervous tone as he broke the kiss.

"I don't know. You tell me. I mean you're the one that's done this before."

"Not technically. I've never made love before."

"Atleast I'm your first for something then."

"Hey. You're my first wife." He said and winked at me.

His jokes calmed my nerves and we went back to kissing. I guess he decided on no covers.

He pulled his lips away from mine and started to trail down my wet body with his lips.

"Harry?"

"Mmm."

"I'm scared.." I admitted.

He stopped kissing my stomach and looked up at me.

"Why love?"

"W-what...what if the pain is to much for me? What if it doesn't fade and neither of us enjoy our first time together?"

"I can't guarantee it's not going to hurt. But I do know I can prepare you for it. And if it's to much for you than i'll stop. We'll keep trying till the pain turns to pleasure." He said sounding so sure.

"How can you prepare me for it?"

He smirked and held up his right hand.

"Let me introduce you to a little thing called foreplay love."

He took his middle finger and started to rub me slowly. I felt pleasure the moment his finger touched my skin.

I moaned as I grabbed onto the covers. I bit my lip trying to hold in my moans.

"Don't hold it in babe." Harry assured.

I did as he said and let out moan after moan as he started to rub faster.

"Okay, now tell me when it starts to hurt." He said as he slowly slid one finger into me. At first it felt incredible. But the further he pushed his finger in, the less pleasure I felt until suddenly I felt a sharp pain.

"Ow! Stop stop!" I cried out.

He frowned as he took out his finger.

"I'm sorry, love." He said as he hovered above me again.

"It's okay."

He kissed me once again but this time slowly.

"I'm ready." I whispered against his lips as I slid down his boxers with my feet.

He smiled as he kicked out of them.

"Spread your legs."

I did as he said and spread them wide.

I felt the tip of his penis line up at my entrance. And he took a deep breath before he pushed the tip in.

It didnt hurt but it didn't feel to good either. I had a hold on his arms waiting for the next tiny push in.

Harry looked at me for approval to continue and I gave it to him by nodding my head, not trusting the sound of my voice.

He looked back down at what he was doing. He looked very concentrated at what he was doing and I wondered had he ever had to focus this much on having sex?