The movement of harry rustling in his sleep wakes me up. He let's go of me, rubs his left eye, rests his head on his right cheek, and finally wraps his arms around me again. I take a deep breathe and look at his wall clock.
8:03
School is already an hour in. I rub my eyes and stare at the ceiling. My hand makes its way to his forehead and I start to move my hands Up and down, whilst playing with his hair. I run long strides through his curly hair. He stirs in his sleep and moves his head up a bit higher, making it so I can see his face. His lips are slightly parted, and his breathing is causing a few curls to move. Gently, I brush them off of his face.
Apparently I wasn't gentle enough.
His eyes slowly open and he stares at me.
"Brooke." He says his voice raspy.
"Yes harry?"
"Kiss me."
"No, you have morning breath."
He moves around so that he is on top of me, his face hovering over mine.
"I'm going for it." He says.
He lowers his face so that our foreheads touch.
"Harry I can literally smell your bad breath."
"Here, you can taste it too." He says connecting our lips. His lips move in synch with mine and he hums into the kiss. He props himself up on his elbows and plays with my frizzed up hair. I feel something wet on my lips.
"Harry no." I stay pushing on his chest.
"Don't push it away, please."
"Harry, friends remember."
"Fuck that."
I open my mouth to say something, before I can, harry presses his lips against mine, slipping his tongue in. I don't fight it, and before long I am in pure bliss. I cup his face, bringing him closer. His lips disconnect from mine and make their way to my neck, making sure to leave a mark. His lips travel up back from my neck to my lips, again, making the kiss passionate and slow. His hands find my waist and lay there, underneath my shirt. Soon, he slowly rises hands up, feeling me.
"This has to go." He says against my lips, he breaks the kiss for a short second to grab my shirt and pulls it off, tossing it on the floor.
"No fair, yours has to go to." I bite my lip.
I earn a smirk from harry and he quickly removes his shirt. My eyes dart to all of his tattoos. He has so many and it enhances his body so well.
"Like what you see babe?" He smirks. I hum in response and pull his neck down and kiss him again.
I don't know if this is really going to happen but I don't want to stop him.
His kisses get more and more intense and soon I'm so eager for his touch, I pull on his belt loop. I feel him smirk against my lips.
"Ladies first." He says, face centimeters from mine.
"I went first last time, your turn styles." I smirk back at him.
He playfully rolls his eyes and starts working on undoing his belt. Once it's off he gets up off of me and pulls down his pants, taking them off, and throwing them with our shirts. Before clinging back on top of me, he grabs my leggings and tugs them off, leaving us both in nothing but our underwear. He climbs back onto me and kisses me once again. He grinds his hips onto me and a small moan escapes my lips, causing harry to continue his actions. His arms snake up my waist and make their way to my back.
It's happening
His hands grab my bra and he unhooks my bra.
"Only if you want to." He says before pulling it off.
I nod my head, signaling him to continue. I take a deep breath as harry removes my bra. My arms quickly cover my bare chest, scared of Harrys reaction. He scowls.
"Don't cover yourself." He says removing my arms and pinning me down. His head lowers and he beings to suck on my right nipple, playing with the other with his hand. I use the hand harry doesn't have pinned down to tangle my fingers in his hair. My breathing is hitched and small moans escape my mouth. He leaves a trail of kisses down my stomach and stops at my underwear. He kisses my centre and grabs the sides of my underwear and slowly pulls it down.
I feel my cheeks heat up and I have to process my thoughts.
I am naked, with harry hovering over me.
"Spread your legs babe." Harry seductively tells me.
Nervous, I spread them a tiny bit. Harry is going to see a piece no one else has ever seen of me, quite honestly I'm very insecure right now.
"Brooke, you're a dancer, I know for sure you can go wider." He says taking my legs and opening them. He kisses the inside of my thighs and goes lower. In no time he kisses my core, making me shiver. His tongue goes inside my folds and does wonders on my clit. Moans fly out of my mouth and I grab his hair. His arms are wrapped around my waist, arms on my stomach. He begins sucking and I tug his hair, which apparently he liked as he moaned, the vibrations sending chills throughout my body.
"Oh my god, harry." I say tugging his hair more. A feeling starts at the pit of my stomach, clenching like.
"Harry, I'm not going to last." I moan.
One final kiss to my core and he crawls back on top of me.
"You're not finishing until I do." He says forcefully kissing me. An eager me reaches down to his boxers, and I palm him. He pulls away from me and groans, his mouth forming an 'o' shape.
"Tonight's all about you baby." He says removing his boxers.
I bite my lip at the sight. He's big.
"Remember when you asked me why I go for girls whose names start with an 'A'?" He asks, pulling out a condom, and putting it on.
"Yeah, why?"
"I think it's time I move into the next letter." He says. He leans down and gives me one more passionate kiss, pulling away he looks at me.
"If it hurts, tell me, I'll stop." He says lining up with my entrance.
With that, harry slides into me, causing a groan to escape both of our lips.
Pain rushes through my lower section and I bite my lip again to keep it in. Harry must have saw it in my face, and pulls out slowly.
"No, I'm okay. Continue." I whimper.
"It's going to hurt baby, but it'll go away soon." He says sliding in again. He thrusts in and out at a slow pace, letting me adjust. Soon the pain mixes and turns into pleasure and a moan escapes my mouth.
"Faster." I tell him breathless.
He does as told and picks up his pace. The pleasure is amazing and I grab the couch cushions. Harry moans and drops down to his elbows, going faster. My arms wrap around his back and my nails dig into his back.
"Fuck brooke." He moans into my neck. His moans set me off even more and I'm a mess. My mind is gone and I am again in pure bliss. He sets himself back up, grabs my waist, and goes even faster.
"Harry. Oh fuck." I moan.
"I love when you say my name." He says, voice low.
The pleasure is overwhelming and I continue to say his name.
The same feeling starts in my stomach and I know I'm close. His thrusts get sloppy so I know he's close too.
My moans turn into tiny screams and yelps as my climax hits. I can't control my breathing.
Harry let's out a final groan before letting loose.
After both climaxes are reached, harry collapses on top of me, both trying to catch our breathe.
"I love you so fucking much." He finally says.
A/N BET YOU WERENT EXPECTING THAT. I didn't either but it happened 😂😏
-BB
