Trace of Innocence (No Control Book 3)

Chapter 71

(No Control - 71. Summer Love)

The next morning I am awakened by a small hand gently squeezing my erection. It feels fucking amazing. I feel a soft kiss just behind my ear and I moan softly. I'm feeling playful, and as Jess starts stroking me up and down I thrust my hips gently and murmur, "Oh... baby yeah..."

I hear a noise of protest and her hand immediately withdraws. I can't help grinning.

"'Oh baby yeah?!'" she repeats from behind me. "What the hell was that?!"

The tone of her voice is so indignant I can't help laughing.

"That was the cheesiest thing you have ever said. And that's saying something," she continues.

"Put your hand back there," I moan, rolling onto my back so she has full access.

"No," she pouts.

"Why not?" I whine. "I've got something for you."

"So I noticed," she remarks.

"Come ooooonnnn," I beg, giving her a mock sultry look. "Give me five minutes and I bet I can make you moan 'oh baby yeah' as well."

"I'm not that corny," she says, rolling her eyes at me.

She's so sexy when she's being sassy.

I grab her hand and put it back on my erection, and as soon as her skin touches mine I moan, "Oh, baby, yeah," again, and let my eyes roll to the back of my head. She immediately pulls her hand away and squeals in embarrassment.

"Harry! Stop it!"

Nah, I'm having too much fun.

"Oh, YEAH," I groan, pretending I am in some cheesy porno. "OH BABY YEAH!"

Not that I watch porn or anything.

"Stop it!" she scolds. "Someone will hear!"

"OOOOHHHHHH YYYEEEAAAHHHHHH!" I yell, and her hand claps over my mouth, cutting me off.

Someone bangs on the door and we both freeze. I grin as Jess pulls her hand away and stares at me, all wide eyed and innocent.

"Harry!" Niall yells through the locked door. "You dirty bastard, stop shagging and open the door!"

"Oh my God!" Jess says in a harsh whisper.

"Go away, we're busy!" I call, knowing this will embarrass her further. Her face is already bright red.

"Harry!" she squeals. "We're not, Niall!" she says, turning her head towards the door and raising her voice. "Harry's just messing about!"

"I can imagine!" Niall laughs from outside.

"I'd rather you didn't," I complain.

"To be honest you didn't leave much to the imagination anyway," comes his Irish accent. "Are you opening the door or what?!"

"Alright, alright."

I let him in.

"Good night, was it?" he says knowingly as he struts in.

"Better than yours," I grin.

"I'll bet," he nods. "You need to get a move on. The bus is leaving in forty-five minutes. They want to get us to London asap."

"You couldn't have told me that through the door?"

"I was under strict instructions to get you out of bed," he says, grinning at Jess. "Room service is pretty quick if you want to order breakfast, but you need to hurry up."