Chapter 27:

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Harry's POV:

Louis was holding my hand and walking me to my bakery from his car. I unlock the door and put the keys in my pocket. Louis reaches to turn on the light.

"Don't." I say and wave my hand at him to follow me to the back after locking the door behind me.

He pulls his hand away from the light and follows me. I push through the swinging door and find the switch to the light in the very back that's not very bright. I make sure that's the only light that's on and then look at Louis trying to locate my new cookbook.

"Back shelf by the spatulas." I say and point towards the back wall.

He grabs it and bring it back to me. I take it from his hands and set it on the table. He opens the book and finds something new to make for today.

"What about this?" Louis suggests pointing to a new page I haven't seen yet.

"Sure but I'll need a lot more help than normally." I say to him.

He looks at the recipe and gathers the ingredients. I was looking at them all and open the sugar. I dip my finger into it and put it on Louis's lips.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Louis asks.

I place my lips on his and he kisses me back. I place my one good arm and wrap it around his neck so I can pull him closer. I pull away from him and look into his eyes. He steps back and looks at the ground.

"Louis, I don't want to bake." I say still looking at him.

He looks back at me and kisses me again. He's emptying his pockets and placing everything on the counter behind him. Louis lifts me up and sets me down on the counter top. Louis slowly lifts my shirt and helps me get it off over my broken arm.Very slowly and very gently.

"Ow ow ow." I whine as he touches my arm as my shirt comes off.

"Sorry baby. I'll be more careful." Louis says gingerly kissing it.

He unbuttons his pants and slips his own shirt off. He grabs for his wallet behind him and pulls out a condom that he got for Christmas. He sets it on the table next to us and kisses my jaw. His hands trail down to my pants and tugs at the belt loops. He lifts me up and slides my tight black jeans off of my waist.

"Louis." I say as he sets me back down.

He looks up just enough to acknowledge me.

"How is this going to work with my arm?" I ask.

"Very carefully." He says kissing the butterfly I had tattooed on my stomach.

He slips his own scrub pants off so now we were both in our underwear. His hands go to my hips and get me down from the countertop. He places me up against the wall. I was leaning against the wall as he teases my underwear down with his fingers. He slides his finger around my waistband and kisses the bulge that presented itself in my underwear.

His fingers tease the bottom of hips right above my v-line start, just underneath the waistband of my underwear. He finally takes them off and his as well. He kisses my waist and then stands back up and kisses my neck.

"Louis." I moan out his name as he continues to kiss my neck.

His hands travel down my back to my bottom and he takes two of his fingers and presses them into me. I gasp from the force he applied. He has his body pressed to mine and he moves his fingers and kisses up my neck.

"Does that feel good?"

I try to form words to answer him but nothing came out. He must have known because he slipped another finger inside of me and that caused my words to come back.

"Yes!"

I had my one good arm wrapped around his neck and the other resting in its sling by my stomach. He was breathing down my neck leaving love bites as he went. Somehow he had managed to put the condom in with everything going on. He removes his fingers and replaces them with his dick. He had himself expertly woven underneath me but still in front of me. He was still facing me with his face buried in my neck still but I felt as he thrusted upwards. He found my prostate first try, like he knew where it was.

"Harry." Louis moans into my neck as I am falling apart from the constant thrusts to my prostate.

I throw my head back and try to gasp for air as he kisses my neck and hits my prostate again and again. I had my good arm hanging onto Louis's shoulder as he pressed me harder against the wall. I heard my phone signal me that I had a text waiting to be answered. I managed to ignore it for a few minutes until my phone started vibrating as it does when I get a call.. Louis was still thrusting as hard as he could at my prostate and I haven't yet regained my breath. I ignore the vibrating phone in the background until it goes off again.

Louis lifts me up and walks me over to it, all while still thrusting himself farther into me. I lift my phone from the counter and see it's Niall.

"It's Niall." I managed to get out to Louis.

"Let's play a game. Answer the phone." He suggests.

I answer the phone and Niall's voice answers.

"Hey, I saw the bakery back lights are on and I was wondering if you needed some help. I could come help prep for tomorrow." Niall says.

Louis chose then to thrust harder into my prostate which made me whimper.

"No, I've got it. You don't need to come in. I'm almost finished here anyways. Go home enjoy the rest of the night." I say successfully without motioning towards what I was doing.

Louis was quietly moaning in my ear and that was enough to push me over the edge. He licks my neck up to my ear and nibbles on it while pounding into me even harder than before. I knew I wouldn't be able to stand tomorrow. I drop my phone and accidentally knock over a metal bowl, which clatters to the floor as I grasp for something to hold onto.

"Fuck Louis!" I say forgetting I was in the phone.

I hear Niall let out his iconic laugh.

"I'm not Louis, he's my friend. I'm Niall." He says laughing.

I flick a glance at Louis who has his eyes closed, I knew I was close and I had a feeling so was he.

"I know, Louis's helping me out. Bye Niall." I say handing up the phone as I finish.

I rake my finger down Louis's back. I hear him let out a hiss and then he starts thrusting softer as he finishes too. He lays a kiss on my lips as he pulls out.

He pulls the condom off and ties it off before throwing it in the trash. He grabs our clothes and helps me get into mine before sliding into his own. He finds a seat and pulls me into his lap.

"Baby, you are the love of my life. Maybe I didn't know what I lost because I hadn't found it yet." He says kissing my lips.

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