Shattered Innocence (BWWM)

XXXII(A.C

//You don't need beautifying, your already beautiful//

I watched Harry finish getting dressed. My bag full of clothes was in the car. We had been in this cabin for 2 days and those were the best two days of my life. We went down to the lake behind the cabin and had a picnic on the boat. I couldn't do anything too strenuous as I was sore for most the time after our activities, but I still enjoyed myself as I watched him work out - watching him  shirtless, and seeing his sweaty body pulse.

It was a shame that we had leave so soon but I had class the next day and Harold did need to work. I just wished that we could have a couple of days extra but that wouldn't be possible.

I was just wearing jeans, a cream coloured jumper and white Converses, while Harry was wearing a blue suit. I wasn't going to lie, be looked hot as hell. And if we didn't have to leave, I would let him take once again.

Harold turned around he smiled at me and kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry Bella, I promise that next time we'll stay longer" he said softly.

"It's ok. I understand. You have work and I have class" I said shrugging. Harold smiled and kissed my lips softy.

*****

Soon we had left the Cabin and were in Harold's Audi Q7 on the way back to my dorm. His hand lay on my thigh as I listen to the faint Italian music playing in the background. Harold glanced at me and noticed me trying to hum to the tune.

"You like the song?" He asked smiling at me. I nodded while smiling. He put the volume up louder and starts humming too.

"What is he singing about?" I ask.

"He is singing to his girlfriend. Telling her how much he loves and her wants to marry her" he replies while looking me and smiling. I smile back and kissed his cheek.

It was quite for a while; the only sound was the Italian music playing and the cars outside

"Alison?" I heard Harold asked. I hummed to show him I was listening.

"I want you to meet my family, will you?", I turned to look at him with a smile on my face. I was glad that he wanted me to meet his family. It meant that he was serious about this relationship as much as I was.

"I'd love to meet you family" I say as he grabs my hands and kissed the back of it.

"Good. Because your meeting them this evening" he saids just as he parked at the house.

Hold up, sexy Italian Sex God says what?

"Wait. Today? Why didn't you tell me before?!" I say, my eyes wide and my heart bearing faster.

"I hadn't planned it to be today either but My dad called me this morning asking me why phone was off and where I was. I told him I was spending time with you. When my mom heard she said the she had to meet you since I willingly to leave work without telling anyone for you. She's expecting us at 7" he explained casually.

I looked at him with wide eyes. "Besides, I thought you wanted to meet them"

"I do but not today. I don't have anything good enough to wear. What if they think that I'm nothing but a gold digger. Oh God I've got to call Porsha.." I continued to ramble on but was cut off by a pair of lips on my own.

I smiled into the kiss before parting my lips and allowing Harold's tongue to enter my mouth. I moan as he takes charge as devours my mouth, claiming it as his. Suddenly my seatbelt is off and I am pulled onto his lap. I take his seatbelt off before my hands go up to his hair, messing it up as I lightly tugged on it. His hands got to my ass and before I know it I'm grinding on him. I feel hot everywhere and I can't help but moan as I feel his hard manhood pushing against my wet core. The kiss is hot, rushed, messy but perfect. My mind is no longer focused as his sent invades my brain and I'm left panting. His lips leave mine and down my neck without missing a beat. The heaven Harry's giving me is too much as his sucks on my sweet spot. His lips leave a burning trail of fire as he goes down to my collar bone and leave tender kisses there before attacking my mouth once more. Our groans and moans fill the car as we both became more turned on. I couldn't help but moan even more when I felt his swollen tip pushing against his slacks and meeting by clothed core. The friction was delicious and I wanted more. My right hand left his hair and trailed down his chest. I could feel his hard abs under my fingertips and I had the sudden urge to rip his shirt off. Just as I was about to take of his suit jacket; there was a knock on the car window. We pulled away looked to see who it was.