Receiving Her (h.s. au)

XIX

There is no denying I can feel my heart beating against my chest. But I'm letting myself go, letting all my walls down with one small act. Harry crawls onto me as I lay on his bed, his lips pressing to my neck. My eyes close and I grab his neck, his touch leaving me breathless.

My back arches and I let him move his lips down my sternum to the top of my shirt, his soft, puckered kisses gentle and reassuring.

"Can I take this off?" he whispers, tugging lightly on my tee. But I look at him, my hands moving to his curls. I press a kiss to his lips and he wraps his arms around me, his hand moving to rest beneath my head to hold me to him.

My hands move to his cheeks and his body moves over mine, adding more warmth to me. He pulls away and starts kissing down my neck, my back arching into him.

His hands move to my waist and I lift my arms, letting him take off the shirt. His eyes stay focused on me; my heart pounding as he retracts the shirt. His has already been discarded across the room and immediately Harry looks into my eyes, finding no regret. I'm comfortable and safe; Harry telling me he's developing feelings for me making this all easier.

"You are the most beautiful girl," he whispers, kissing my cheek. I turn my head and kiss him, his lips deepening the kiss immediately.

"Do you know how protective I am of you?" he asks as soon as he pulls away.

"No," I flush, his lips curving at me. Instead of answering, he kisses my forehead and I smile. This is what I'd want to feel before I were to ever commit myself to someone.

"Probably too protective," he whispers, my eyes closing as my fingers brush over his cheeks.

"And everything we do," he starts, whispering against my lips. "Stays between us."

He kisses me fully and I nearly lose myself in him, so crazy about him right now. My fingers trail down his chest and I undo his belt, his lips still on mine as he helps me remove his pants. As soon as they're off, his fingers unbutton mine and he pulls away from our kiss.

"Will you let me kiss your body?" he asks, my head nodding while he buries his face in my neck.

My lips part as his lip touch over my chest, my bra still on my body but his touch is still enough to leave me in a frenzy. As my fingers tug on his hair, he lets his hands go down to my waist and I wrap my legs around him.

"So soft," he whispers, my eyes closing as he continues kissing my body.

"Harry," I gasp, suddenly so high off his touch I want more. I grab his hands and move them behind me to my bra strap. All I need is Harry to know I'm safe.

"No," he whispers, lifting his head up to meet my gaze. "I-I don't want to do anything to make you uncomfortable."

I can feel his fingertips beneath my back, fighting not to unclasp my bra. But I press my lips to his and look up at him after.

"I want to," I whisper, his green eyes intently on mine. "I need you."

Surely my heartbeat has tripled in anticipation and Harry doesn't look away, my eyes staying focused on his while he thinks. I know it's a lot to take in for him, considering I've been so self-conscious, but I want Harry to treat me with care as we continue on.

"Baby, I need you to know," he sighs out, my fingers moving to fiddle with his cross pendent.

"And I do. I want to be with you," I say, his lips touching my cheek.

"We stop when you want to," he says, my head nodding. He kisses me before anything else, my arms wrapping around his neck. His fingers unclasp my bra and I feel him remove the bra, his head pulling away from our kiss.