alleyway [h.s]

chapter 50

RUBY'S POV

"God- shut the fuck up" I mutter, leaning over Harry to turn of his piercing alarm.

I look at Harry to see that he's still peacefully asleep and it warms my heart but I want him awake with me. It's 12am so that means it's 7pm in Boston.

I push away all the bad thoughts about what could go wrong and I climb on top of Harry so I'm straddling him. He slowly starts to move, his hand rubbing at his good eye. I smile at the little tired sounds that he's making and I kiss every inch of his face. I see a small smile forming on his lips, making me grin.

"Ive missed waking up with you" he says with his deep sleepy voice, eyes slowly opening. When he fully opens them, they're still red and puffy from sleep, making him look adorable.

"It's only been a day but I've missed it too" I admit, kissing his lips. He brings his hands to my waist but the cast on his right arm is preventing him from using that one too much.

"We'll..." he says, looking at me with a cocky smirk. "We have an hour so let me show you just how much I missed you"

My heart rate picks up at the deep and dark tone in his voice but I shake my head, "Harry- you have to rest. You can't move too much"

He brings his good hand up my back and to my front where he cups one of my breasts and says, "I'll be laying just like I am now, baby"

"Harry..."

"We'll stop if it hurts too much" he says.

I think about it for a split second before I'm leaning down to kiss him. How could I say no to him when my core is already aching for him.

He pushes me back a bit so he can talk, "take these off for me" he says, hooking a finger in the waistband of his boxers that are on me.

I smirk and shuffle off him enough to pull them down until I'm completely naked and he pulls me back to straddle his bare lower stomach.

"Hmm," he hums, looking at my body. "You're already dripping on me, baby"

I look down and feel embarrassment wash through me when I see what he's talking about. This is completely crazy. He can make me wet just by the sound of his voice.

"Come here" his voice is now just as dark as his eyes.

I swallow hard and do as he says. I slide my body up, him helping me to where he wants me to be until his head is right in between my legs as he stays laying on his back.

I clench around nothing just by looking down at him. He's eyeing my pussy with hungry eyes and I know what's about to come next.

His eyes meet mine as he says, "might want to hold onto something, baby" and he's yanking my body down to his face.

I gasp out and close my eyes when his tongue licks up my folds, cleaning some of my mess but more just keeps coming. I grab onto the headboard as Harry grips my hips to keep me steady on his face.

I've never done this before with anyone. I know that he's given me head before but never me sitting on his face like it so it's all new to me and I'm a bit unsure on what to do which makes me nervous.

"Harry- I've-" I gasp out when he sucks my clit. "Ive never- done this before" I admit, wanting him to know.

He pulls back a bit and his voice is back to its soft self when he says, "don't worry, baby. All you have to do is relax. Can you do that for me?"

I quickly nod when he grins up at me.

"Now-" his voice dark again. "Ride my face, baby"

I lower myself back down and moan when his tongue licks my drenched folds again. He does that a few times, the feeling making me grip the headboard so hard that my knuckles are white and painful but I don't care. I'm really grateful for this headboard actually.