Serendipity by the Sea

Chapter Fifty-Seven

SARAH's POV

I had been working a lot lately, which was good because Harry was rehearsing almost every day. He was leaving in two days and unfortunately, we hadn't spent as much time together as I would have liked. But, today, we had cleared our schedules and I had planned a few things that would make it memorable.

I woke up around 7:05 a.m. to the sound of Harry's heavy breathing. I had gotten used to sleeping next to him and knew that it would be different once he left for the tour. I turned my body in bed, to face his, and watched him sleep. His hair was tied back in a bun and little loose curls were framing his face. He looked so peaceful and I wanted to let him sleep. I gently rose from bed and walked into the bathroom. I turned the shower faucet on and the water streamed out from the showerhead. I slipped off my underwear and tank top to get into the shower. I stuck my hand under the running water to test the temperature and felt arms around my body.

"Mmmm, good morning."

Harry nuzzled his face into my neck and caressed my breasts with his hands. He always knew where to touch me to get my body warm and tight. He lowered one hand down my body, touching every inch on its path downward. I moaned and leaned my head back against his shoulder, as his hand roamed in between my legs.

"Well, someone's ready, isn't she?"

I felt his penis move behind me, with the light fabric of his boxer briefs as our only form of a barrier. He turned me around and didn't miss a beat with his fingers spreading my labia and inserting them into my body. I grabbed hold of his shoulders for stability and starred into his eyes.

"Does that feel good, baby?"

I closed my eyes and moaned, as his fingers were working hard on pleasing me. In and out and in again, as his thumb moved fast in spreading my lips open for easier access. I couldn't bare it anymore and threw my mouth on his, pushing my tongue into his mouth and as we danced, he continued to get to know my insides.

One final push and Harry twirled me around the bathroom, where my butt was against the bathroom sink. He quickly discarded his boxer briefs and lifted me up on top of the counter. He slowly spread my legs and pulled me to the edge of the marble counter. The coolness on my butt was the opposite of how my body was feeling and I was ready. I could feel his penis against my thighs and Harry placed his hands on my hips, as he pushed his penis into me hard.

"Ahhhh!"

He stayed there for a minute, to allow my body the ability to stretch and contract around him. He always felt so good inside me and today was no different. As he moved his hips back and forth, I followed close to meet him with every thrust. The shower was still running and the steam was making both of our bodies sticky.

"God, I'm going to miss you so much. You feel so good." Harry breathed into my ear and ran his tongue down my neck.

I always felt so paralyzed by the way Harry made me feel. He knew exactly where to touch me, kiss me and always knew what to say to get me wet. I felt his body against mine and he pulled my hips closer to his to get a better, deeper angle into me. He was breathing heavy against my neck and I whispered, "I love you" into his ear.

I could feel liquid sliding down my butt and knew I was ready for him to cum. I felt my legs shaking as he lifted each of my legs to go deeper inside me. I was panting and he kept his balance as he lived inside me for what seemed like an eternity. He paused, looked in my eyes and slammed into me one last time before he came inside me. He moaned against my neck as he emptied himself and withdrew from my body. He slowly lifted me off the counter and kissed my lips softly, with his hands on either side of my face.