birds // hs

22. Saving Rachel *

the smut in this chapter is a flashback (it's the part in italics) enjoy (:

I had just gotten out of the shower and was combing my hair when two large hands slid around me, followed by long fingers tugging at the material of my towel until it fell away completely.

"Good morning," I smiled, not even having to look back to know who it was. "How did you sleep?"

Harry's soft lips began pressing up my neck and I shuddered, gripping the counter in front of me until my knuckles turned white.

"Hm," he answered with a voice still hoarse from sleep. "Pretty well considering the blow jøb you gave me last night was, by far, the best I've ever gotten."

"Really?"

"Really."

"That's sweet of you to say," I mumbled as one of his hands began to slowly slide down my stomach.

He chuckled. "Anytime, darling."

A small gasp left my lips as his fingers slid effortlessly inside me, their length now becoming even more pleasing as he began to slowly pump them.

"Oh- my god," I mewled, digging my nails into his soft skin while he continued kissing my neck and moving his fingers inside me. "Harry, shit!"

"That's it, baby," he encouraged me in his deep, raspy voice. "Who's making you feel so good?"

"You, Harry," I answered softly, my voice cracking a little as I turned my head and his lips met mine.

"You're so hot," he panted as my hips began to tense up more and more. "You're so fucking hot when you say my name, baby girl."

I couldn't even answer because my mouth was already wide open in an O shape, and my eyes were fluttering open and closed as my ørgasm picked up speed. Everything just felt too good; the way he was tugging lightly on my hair and kissing my neck, it was all driving me insane.

"I want to take you right here," he growled, tightening his grip on my hip. "Do you want that, Rach? Do you want me to bend you over this counter and fuck you until you can't breathe?"

"Oh my- yes," I gushed, my voice sounding little and light compared to his. "That sounds so..."

"I want my baby girl to feel good," he breathed heavily as his long fingers plunged even deeper into me, hitting every sensitive spot I had. "Come on my fingers, Rach. I want you to come so hard for me, baby."

"Oh-oh shit, I-I'm," I stammered, gripping his arm so hard that he started to chuckle. "Holy crap, Harry, I'm-I'm-"

"Let go, sunshine," Harry cooed as his plump lips tugged on my earlobe lightly. "Come now."

I screamed into his huge palm as my ørgasm ripped through me, making my entire body shake and quiver and my mind go completely blank.

"I hope your Pops is a heavy sleeper," he murmured, kissing the side of my neck lightly as his hands ran up my body to cup my breasts. "That was pretty loud, angel."

"Sorry," I replied shyly.

He laughed. "It's okay, babe. I love those noises anyway."

*Harry's POV*

"H-Harder," Rachel begged, her eyes squeezing shut as I slammed into her again and again. "Oh my god, Har, p-please..."

"Louder, baby," I demanded as I yanked her hair back, forcing her head up so I could leave my marks on her soft, untouched skin.

I could tell she loved it. She had already come twice and judging from the moans slipping from her full lips, she was almost at her third.