You and Harry live in a tiny apartment in San Fransisco. You can barely afford rent as it is, and Harry is doing all that he can to keep the place a luxury for you. You've both just graduated from college, and have crappy jobs at little offices downtown. You both usually get home around 8, but tonight Harry wasn't there. You waited until 8:30 to call, but there was no answer. You started to get worried and text him. Seconds later, your phone says that he read the text but he never started typing. About 20 minutes later, you hear the door open. You run over to see Harry. You start lightly crying in relief.
"Babe," he says in his British accent. "What's wrong?"
"Damn it Harry, I called you twice asking where you were scared out of my mind then texted you. You read my text, see my calls, and don't even respond?"
"Woah, woah, woah, chill out! I was on the subway - you know there's no signal down there. My text wouldn't send."
"Are you freaking kidding me? You couldn't've called me when you got off or sometime during your 15 minute walk home? Jesus Harry. Please don't do that to me again. I thought you'd been killed."
Harry walked up close to me grinning, our stomachs and foreheads touching.
"What." I say angrily.
"Nothing. Nothing at all." Harry is still grinning. "I'm so sorry, Baby. Will you forgive me?"
Harry rubbed his thumb under my eye ridding the tears.
"Yes," I sigh.
"Good." Harry softly kisses me then doesn't stop. He pulls his hands under my butt and in reflex I jump up, wrapping my legs around him. He carries me a few feet over to our bed and right before he sits down, our lights start to flicker.
"Did you pay the electricity bill?"
"I thought you did." Harry whispered staring into my eyes. Seconds later, our lights went out. He released me and I walked over to a drawer full of candles. I lit a few through out the apartment and walked back over to him.
"This is actually fucking romantic," Harry admits.
Harry sits down on the edge of the bed and pulls me in between his legs. He squeezes my hips with his thighs, and pulls my chins towards him. Harry kisses me again and pulls down my pants. He rubs his hands up my shirt to unclip my bra and throw it on the floor. He stands up and twists us around, so now my back is against the bed. Lightly, Harry pushed me onto the bed and now just my legs are hanging out. He goes down on two knees and spreads my legs. He looks at me and starts to rub his hands up and down my inner thighs. I feel chills go up my spine and he can tell. Harry gives a tiny smirk and hooks both his hands on the sides of my underwear. He slowly pulls them down and looks back at me. "Wow, you're wet.""Harry, stop. Please keep going." Harry pushes his hands down on my thighs so I can't move them. He kisses my inner thigh making his way up. He presses his face into me and goes at it. I start to lightly moan and he goes a little faster and a little harder. I start to climax and whisper to him to stop but he keeps going. I attempt to unite my legs but his grip is to strong. I climax and when he pulls his head away, he had licked everything clean. I panted as he pulled off the t shirt I was wearing and shook off all of his clothes. He kept me where I was but stood up and spread my legs again. He looked at me smiling. "You ready?" "Yeah" I responded. He stuck himself in me and pressed my thighs again. He went in and out of me the fastest he had ever gone and I could barely adjust. Each thrust he put his whole self in me, his ball sack slapping my ass each time. He started to slow down and then pushed me forward, still inside me. He laid on top of me supporting his weight on his elbows and went full speed again. I started to squirm and yelled out his name is pain and pleasure. "Yeah baby, keep saying my name." He put his hand over my mouth and commanded me to scream his name. I did as he said but I could barely hear myself. "What was that?" he asked. I screamed again than released. "I'm almost there, beautiful." Harry whispered, moving his hand from my mouth to holding himself up again. He pulled out and released all over my stomach. He fell over next to e on the bed as we both caught our breath.
Harry turned to me. "Hey, want to go take a shower in a few minutes? I'm good for round two if you are."
I kissed his chest. "Let's do it, my love."
