Dice 2 [h.s.]

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"You that I'm obsessed with your body. But it's the way you smile that does it for me." -Cigarettes After Sex

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I push through the front door of our house and immediately reconnect to Harry's body, our lips combining into one puzzle piece. He pushed me against the now closed front door and smiled as we nearly trip over each other's feet.

His hands messed up my hair as he pulled me as close as he could, unable to feel me enough for his liking. I felt so eager to feel him again, but this time the right way and for the right purpose.

"I see you missed me, huh?" I whispered between kisses as we both walked up the stairs to our bedroom.

"More than you know." Harry smiled and kissed me hard against the bedroom door.

Harry disconnects and throws my sweater off of my head, disregarding it somewhere on the floor leaving me in my bra. His hands grip my waist and continue to kiss me with everything he has and can bare into just a kiss.

I haven't felt his need for me like this in awhile, and I want to bask in it. I missed this, him, his love. Something about this moment makes me believe everything he said. That he's done with her and only wants me.

Harry moved his eager kisses to my neck and began to mark me as I unbuttoned his shirt. I fiddled with the holes, miraculously setting his skin free. I placed my hands on his hot skin and melted into his bites and kisses.

I pushed the fabric of his shirt off of his arms until it fell to the floor around us. I smiled and sighed as he continued to mark what was his. I could feel his possessiveness on an all time high right now.

Harry grabbed my waist and pulled me until my back was to the mattress and he was planking above me. His cross necklace dangled as he smiled down at me. I ran my hands down his biceps and smirked.

Without needing instructions, I began to undo my jeans and force them down my hips, alongside my undies. Harry began to mark a new spot on the inside of breasts as I made myself naked from the waist down.

"I need you. Now." He whispered into my skin as he began to undo his belt and trousers. I smiled as he threw his clothes off, leaving him completely naked.

I undid my bra with a swipe of my finger and threw it behind me, making it so we were both nude. He smiled down at the body he has claimed as his and pushed me up on the bed.

Harry climbed on top of me and centered himself by my core, teasing my entrance and basking in my wetness. I didn't care about pleasantries, I needed him just as much as he needed me. Possibly more.

Ah make up sex

Harry pushed his length in, giving me zero time to adjust but I didn't need it. I gasped into the air as he grinded his teeth at the feeling. He began to rock in slow, fluid movements as I grabbed onto his skin in pleasure.

"Did he make you feel like this, huh?" Harry hissed out into the air.

"No." I moaned out as he continued to hit the right spots with every thrust. Harry smiled and took a deep breath.

"You're mine. Don't ever forget that." Harry whispered beside my ear, forcing a shiver down my spine.

Since when has possessiveness gotten so hot?

"I'm yours." I whispered into the air as I got closer and closer.

"Say it again." He groaned.

"I'm yours!" I moaned out as my climax came crashing down.