One Plus One

Chapter Eighteen

Warning: SMUT

Harry's green gaze was firmly locked on my body. They repeatedly grazed up and down as we neared my bedroom door. I was barely allowed to push it open before he had taken hold of me again. Harry's head instantly dipped to my neck. He kissed the spot where my neck met my jawline then trailed down until he was satisfied with a spot that was just below my ear. He sucked hard. I then felt his teeth graze my skin before he soothed the spot with his soft lips.

Harry's hands then caressed my body. When he reached the place where my t-shirt met my shorts, he wasted no time in slipping his hand underneath. I whimpered at his warm touch on my bare skin. I heard his raspy laugh as his hand snaked upwards. I wriggled in his hold.

"It's ok, angel." he whispered.

He used his other hand to hold my lower back, pushing our hips together and keeping me in place. He stroked over the curve of my breast. When he felt me jump against him, he cupped and gently squeezed it. My head fell into his chest as his name fell from my lips. Harry's warmth was removed from underneath my t-shirt, his fingertips hooking underneath the lip of it. He slowly pulled it up. I raised my arms and allowed him to pull it over my head. I stepped back from him as he threw the clothing to the side, nervously crossing my arms over my bra and now exposed torso.

"You don't have to do that. You're beautiful."

I cautiously raised my eyeline back up to meet his. His emeralds seemed to glitter more in the dim light of my bedroom. Harry then decreased our separation, moving some of my long hair behind my ears. I feared that my heart was going to jump out of my chest. Harry could sense I was nervous.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

I nodded stepping closer. I rested my arms on Harry's shoulders, pulling him down towards me but before I could press a kiss to his lips, his hands cupped my thighs, hoisting me up. My legs wrapped around his waist as he walked over to the bed, sitting down on the edge so I was straddling his lap. Harry's eyes indulged in the view he had of my chest from our now seated position. Before my instincts had a chance to take over, Harry pulled his t-shirt over his head, revealing his beautifully toned torso. I slid my arms away from their resting position, my hands ending pressed against his prominent collar bones. I caressed over them, my curious finger tips then tracing each individual muscle. A low groan fell from Harry plump lips. When I reached the v-line of his hips I swallowed nervously.

My curiosity got the better of me. I popped the button on his dark jeans and pulled down the zipper. Harry's hand reached for mine. He took hold of my wrist and pulled it towards his exposed boxers. I tensed as he pushed by hand against his prominent bulge. His head rolled back as he bit his lip. I repeated the action he had shown me and his lip was released from his teeth, yet another groan escaping. I gasped as his lips suddenly were forced against mine. I felt his hardening erection straining against his boxers. My thought was to palm him once more, but sensing my intentions he gripped my wrist and pulled it away.

"Uh-uh, lie down, angel."

My breath caught in my throat when he slid me off his lap and onto my bed. Harry hovered his body above mine. My chest was shakily rising and falling beneath him, unsure as to his next move. His curls ticked my face as he sponged kisses to my collar bones, then down the valley in between my breasts. My eyes fluttered closed as my skin tingled, every touch lingering. When Harry reached the area above my shorts, goosebumps formed and I subconsciously tensed.

In an attempt to relax me, he caressed my inner thigh, stroking his hand upwards at a slow pace. My heart thumped the closer he got to my crotch, the thumping then being mirrored in my aching core. I remembered how Harry had touched me before, the way he had felt inside me.