It's always been you

Chapter 14 - Christmas Part 1

A/N - I'm so nervous about this chapter. It's the first little bit of smut in my story and I'm so scared it's going to suck! Please be kind and let me know what you think! Xoxo

LUCY POV

Christmas was here! Mine and Ollie's first as a couple! We were doing lunch with my family and then driving to his parents country house to spend Christmas night with them before driving home the next day.

I had been to see a doctor when I said I would. Luckily I hadn't broken anything and it was just another nasty sprain. I hated this damn ankle and sometimes just wanted to cut my whole fucking foot off. I was weight bearing more but if I walked on it for too long it got dreadfully sore and left me hobbling again.

Ollie had been carrying me around whenever he could. Insisting on carrying me go and from the toilet, showering with me "just to make sure you don't slip" which usually led to making out and sex in the shower. He was even cooking for me. Trying to cook for me. I'd slowly been teaching him some skill in the kitchen the 9 months we'd been together so by now he wasn't THAT bad. Only a few disasters here and there.

He was the best boyfriend I'd ever had. No one bantered with me like him or bullied me in a playful way like him. But no one cared for me or loved me like he did. Except for Joe. But I had buried my crush on Joe and he kept his place in my heart as my best friend. And he seemed blissfully happy with Camille.

Ollie and I woke up on Christmas morning, naked, completely entwined in each other after a night of intense love making the night before. It started off with my trying to help him cook dinner, him ordering me to sit down at a bar stool in his kitchen before I sprained my ankle again. My arguing back with him telling him I was a big girl and could look after myself. Him throwing a handful of flour at me from the pastry for the pie I was guiding him through making. My mouth falling open in shock and flicking a blob of butter from a spoon on to his forehead.

It ended with us actually needing to shower at the same time after an epic food fight which led to him taking me in the shower, holding me up against the shower wall with my legs wrapped around him, the hot water sluicing down on us. Then we made our way back to his bed where he made my back arch and my toes curl.

When I'd woken up this morning it was still quite dark outside. The dawn light only just filtering through the curtains in Ollies bedroom. I'd woken up because I could feel a certain someone lying behind me, push the hair away from my face and start pressing soft kisses on my neck. I groaned softly as I woke up and said "you didn't get enough last night?" "Sweetheart I'll never get enough of you." God I loved his gravelly morning voice.

He continued pressing kisses to my neck and shoulder, his hand now grasping my hip as I could feel him pressing his hard length in to the soft flesh of my thighs. I turned my head and engaged him in a messy kiss. He really didn't have to try hard to get me going. His touch drove me nuts. I pushed my bum back in to his crotch and his grip on my hip tightened as he groaned in to my mouth.

"Harris you've got no idea what you do to me." I smirked and said "I've got a pretty good idea." He lifted my leg and slowly entered me from behind, not breaking the kiss. I sighed as he entered me and he groaned again. Then he began to thrust his hips slowly in to me. We continued kissing as he drove himself in to me, each thrust pressing against that sweet spot in my core which let's face it, by now was practically dripping.

"God you're so wet sweetheart." "See what you do to me Ollie?" He pulled me over so I was lying on my back and he climbed in between my legs, reentering me quickly causing me to gasp. Then he really began to move. His thrusts became faster, harder. And I held on for dear life. I wrapped my legs around him and dug my nails in to his back causing him to throw his head back and moan.