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(a;n Enjoy this photo of me being cute)

With hooded eyes and a devious smirk, Harry's lips made immediate contact with the delicate skin of my neck. Harshly sucking and biting the surface until he was pleased with what he's left behind.

Loud moans fall from my lips when Harry expertly slid two fingers between my thighs, stroking my core at an excruciatingly slow pace.

"What do you want baby?" The rawness his voice possessed in that moment caused me to bite down on my lip hard enough to draw blood, I didn't pay attention to the metallic taste in my mouth, but rather the nibbling on my ear. "What do you want Desiree-"

"You, I want you." Is all I managed to let slide past my previously sealed lips. I allowed my nails to run up and down Harry's bare back, moans filling the room as I ground my pelvis into his now erectile penis. The pressure proved to be too much for Harry as he used his free hand to hold my down, a animistic growl emitting from the back of his throat.

"Don't" Is all that passed his lips before he completely pulled away from me. He hooked his fingers around the band of my panties and tugged them off with so much force that I was pulled slightly down the bed along with them, a quiet yelp of surprise being heard. Harry then wrapped his arms around my waist and sat me upright so our chests were flush against each other.

Hungry, open mouthed kisses were shared between the two of us, subtly taking my mind off of things which was a relief... But, since I was on cloud nine, I didn't realize Harry had flipped us over so he was now beneath me, I also didn't realize he was about to push into me until it was too late, a loud gasp falling from my mouth while Harry worked at peppering butterfly kissed down my neck and keeping a slow, steady pace.

"Harry, harr- oh my god," Being incapable of finishing a coherent sentence I collapse on top of Harry's panting body, biting down on his shoulder and tugging at the roots of his hair when he wraps his muscular arms around my smaller frame and starts pounding into me. I tried to push myself up but my arms proved to be too weak and I fell right back to where I previously was, my eye rolling in to the back of my head when Harry slams into me once more before very slowly pulling out.

I was then hungrily kissed, being placed on the bed while Harry hovered above me.

"Look at me Princess," Harry had his elbows on either side of my head to help hold him up, he slowly pushed into me again which caused me to rapidly shake my head at his request, "Come on angel," He encouraged, stroking my cheek as he slowly slid in and out of my aching core.

Using all the strength and self control I possessed I pried my eyes open - I was looking up at an angel. A thin line of perspiration was gathering at his hair line, his cheeks considerably pinker than the were minutes prior.

A "good girl," was muttered under his breath as he gripped my left leg and brought it up and over his shoulder, the slightly new angle making me squirm and squeal in pleasure.

"Oh my god, oh my god, yes Harry... Oh-oh my-" My mouth fell open and I was left speechless, my eyes pinched shut while Harry vigorously pounded into me. A hot flush running through my body before I saw white and a Harry pulled out of me, spilling his contents on my lower stomach with a deep, throaty groan.

Once we had showered and cleaned up any mess that we had made, we climbed back into Harry's big plush bed. We were currently cuddled up against each other, just enjoying one another's company.

"I could get used to this.." I somewhat whispered into the silence. Harry pressed a lingering kiss below my left ear, whispering "Me too," so quietly it was almost inaudible.

"Do you have any plans for today?" I asked out of sheer curiosity, I wanted to know if I was intruding on anything he had previously planned, but he just shook his head 'no'.

"I'm having the week off, and I was hoping you'd spend it with me.." I was glad that Harry was spooning me from behind because I didn't want him to see the deep shade of red that took over my cheeks.

"Mm, I could probably do that," I say, trying to play it cool.

"Good," He hummed, nuzzling his chin into my neck. "Are you hungry D?" Surprisingly I wasn't, but I was tired so I instead answered him with a question.

"Can we just sleep for a bit? You really wore me out." A deep chuckle came from behind me before he quietly agreed and rolled me over so I was able to bury myself in his open arms.

"Sweet dreams Princess," Is the last thing I heard before I fell into darkness.

***

When I awoke, I awoke to an empty bed. Worry soon started to consume me as Harry was no where in his flat, I called his name out several times and looked in every room but I couldn't find him. Just as I was about to call him, the front door swung open, revealing a lazily dressed Harry with several shopping bags in his hands.

Releasing a subtle breath of relief, I headed over to him and grabbed two of the five bags.

"Why didn't you wake me? I would've come with you." Harry handed me the milk to put in the fridge before he answered.

"I didn't want to wake you, you looked so tired so I thought I would just leave you to sleep. I thought I would make it back before you woke up but I didn't so I'm sorry." Smiling at his kindheartedness I shrugged and told him it wasn't anything to worry about since I had just woken up.

"Oh, I also picked up a morning after pill." Harry said, awkwardly glancing at me over his shoulder.

"Thanks, but I don't actually need it," I say, the confusion was evident on Harry's face so I clarified what he was thinking. "I'm on the pill."

"Um.. well have you been planning on losing your-"

"I get bad period cramps Harry," I couldn't help but laugh at him which cause his cheeks to turn pink.

"Right, yeah I forgot you got those," Harry said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Okay, well what do you want for lunch?" I try changing the subject, this time Harry laughs at me and I'm confused as to why.

"Desiree, it's like.. 5:30 in the evening.." Confused, I stepped out of the kitchen and peeped at the clock hung up in the living room.

"Well.. What do you want for dinner then?"

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