PATIENT LOVE

Chapter twenty-three

"I have to finish packing, Harry," I say distractedly as Harry's fingers and lips run all over my body. I grip the sheets of my bed when I feel his slightly cold hands settle under my shirt, but then they instantly warm me.

"Going somewhere?" he breathes into my ear.

"New York for a few days to visit my parents," I whisper into his neck before pressing a kiss there.

"When?" he says, finally opening his eyes and looking me in the eye, alarmed.

"My flight is tomorrow at noon."

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah," I bite on my lip.

"So sudden. When did you decide?"

"I...well, it was after everything that happened...with us."

"You're leaving because of me?" he looks almost pained to say the words.

"Not necessarily, but you were part of the reason... I just felt like I needed to get away for a while and plus there's this wedding my mom wants me to show up for and I miss my family, you know?"

"Yeah... of course, I get it." He sounds far off, thinking of something, causing his forehead to crease.

"Hey, we're okay now, I'll be back in no time," I smile.

He sighs heavily into my neck. "Promise you'll call me."

"I promise," I breathe before attacking his neck and his hands immediately go back to the flat of my stomach. Slowly some of our clothes end up in a pile on the ground. "I'll finish packing in the morning," I pant and Harry smirks before kissing me. His long fingers work at unclasping my bra while I run my hands through his soft hair. Before I know it, my skirt that I was wearing at the wedding earlier is now gone as well as my underwear.

My fingers fumble with the zip of his pants and then once that's down I attempt at tugging his pants down but they're so damn tight. "You and your tight ass pants," I huff in frustration and he easily removes them along with his briefs. "You love them," he smirks down at me. "I'll admit they look great on your ass," I laugh and he hushes me with his lips.

His lips latch onto my neck for a distraction when he finally enters me smoothly. I suck in an audible breath as the movements of his hips are so slow and controlled and each thrust on time. He's making love to me.

My nails scratch at his back while he buries his face into my neck, letting out quiet curses.

The once slow strokes shift to more needy ones as the speed becomes faster. Both of our panting fills the room but with our lips together it's muffled.

Harry let's out an animalistic growl when my nails dig deep into his back, he grips both of my wrists and holds them above my head, pushing our entwined parts even harder and deeper together. I moan his name and he shudders above me. He's close, so close. His name continues to leave my lips like it's the only thing I know how to say. The bead of sweat builds up on us both, the knot in my stomach builds and I feel my toes curl with every deep thrust.

"Harry..." I moan, on the verge of shouting.

"I know, baby," he pants.

With a few more quick thrusts I squeeze around his length as I climax. My moan comes out louder than I had anticipated and his movements slow once again, dragging out my orgasm. His lips silence me. When his breathing becomes harder and he buries his head in my hair I know he's almost done for.

"Come on, baby." I breathe, feeling that I'm on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion.

"Madelyn," he says in a strained voice as he stills over me, reaching his high. My fingers continue to trail lightly up and down his back as his hands remain tangled in my hair with his heavy breathing on my neck.

Small kisses are felt from my neck to my collarbone and then back to my lips.

"I love you, Madelyn," he says looking me deep in my eyes, the lust no longer there, now his green beautiful eyes are looking at me with so much sincerity.

"I love you, Harry."

...

Without opening my eyes I turn off my side and place my hands on the side Harry fell asleep on last night, but my hands come up empty.

Did he really leave? I think as I rise up from under the covers.

I turn to the side where he was once laid and I see a note:

I went to grab breakfast.

All the love, H

I read the note and I smile, putting it in my draw to keep. And then I sit there smiling to myself, thinking about Harry sneaking quietly out the room to get us breakfast but not before leaving me a note for when I woke up.

Once the smile is brought to a minimum I get up from the bed and decide to go shower and put some clothes on.

Not too long after I've freshen up, I quickly pack the extra things I'll need for New York and then walk into the kitchen for some water and see that there is a lingering burnt smell in the kitchen. That's when I notice the pan with what looked like our breakfast on it. As I'm still trying to identify what was in the pan Harry walks into the apartment with a bag of donuts and two breakfast biscuits with a coffee for me. My favorite hazelnut coffee.

He sets the food on the breakfast bar and walks over to me, smiling.

"I tried to cook you breakfast but I'm shit at cooking. You saw my note?" he asks as he leans down and kisses my lips briefly but then kisses me again as he decides that wasn't enough.

"Yes," I smile. I feel like this is a dream, me and Harry.

He pulls me by the arm to sit with him at the breakfast bar so we can eat our breakfast and I laugh every time Harry goes to take a bite of his food.

"What is it, woman?" he says after the 5th time of me laughing.

"You eat so weird," I laugh again before I can finish my sentence. "Your tongue sticks out before you take your bite."

He eyes me and then goes to take a bite and sees that he actually does do that. "Oh my God," we both laugh.

"It's okay, it's actually really adorable." I pinch his cheeks and he playfully swats my hands away.

"How long until you have to go to the airport?"

"I think I should head there now," I say after looking at my watch.

Harry runs his hand through his hair and sighs. "Can I at least drop you off?"

"I'd love that," I say before leaning in to kiss him.

"Call me when you land," he says after we break apart from our hug. "I will," I reassure him.

He kisses the top of my head one more time before letting go of me and I make my way over to my boarding flight.

I turn back one more time to see Harry still there watching to make sure I get on the plane. I smile at him and his face relaxes.

"I love you," I mouth and he grins, not able to contain it as a tinge of pink hue appears on his cheeks.

AN: god i'm so cheesy

-RM