Precious // h.s

five

Evelyn~

I wake up with Harry's arms around me; a slight ache calling from my legs. I need to get up and stretch. I slowly unfold Harry's arms and roll out of bed, fuck, now they hurt even more.

I stretch from side to side and if Harry were to open his eyes, he would think I'm weird as fuck. I walk into the bathroom and begin to brush my teeth. I notice the red marks of love bites all over my collarbone and at the top of my breasts. Seriously what the hell happened last night?

I smile thinking about last night, it's all come back now. That's totally on my favourites list. Him being rough. I rinse my mouth out after brushing it and return back to bed. There really was no point in doing that, but I know that Harry is going to kiss me once he wakes up.

So my breath won't be smelly and it'll at least be minty, I just admire him sleeping. His mouth a little open from the soft snores. I skim my hand over his bare abdomen and down to his crotch.

He stirs a little, but doesn't wake. I don't want him to be grumpy if I wake him up, but he most definitely won't be mad if I wake him up this way. I slip my hand into the waistband of his shorts until I reach his member.

I slowly pump him in my hand and his eyes pry open. There fully widen when he notices what I'm doing. A smirk takes over across his lips and I continue my movements. He grabs my hip and moves me closer. I kiss his jaw, leaving a love bite.

"Naughty girl." He whispers in my ear.

He bites his bottom lip and his eyebrows pull together as I pump faster. This is such an amazing sight. Watching him rip apart at the seams and come undone right next to me. It's even better knowing that I'm the one making him feel this way.

When I feel a warm liquid in my pan and back of my hand. I pull it out of his pants. What a nice way to wake someone up, right? Harry's hands moves to my butt and squeezes it while he leans down to kiss me on my lips.

"I could never get tired of you." He truthfully tells me. "And I've come to realise that I love spoiling you."

My eyebrows knit together, "but I don't like you spending your money on me." I quietly say.

"But that's part of the deal, remember?" He replies, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

I was hoping for a different answer, but he hit me with the deal. I always forget that this is a deal. I want it to be something more, but we've known each other for a short time, but we've also has sex twice already. I keep quiet about just wanting sex.

I know Harry wouldn't want more. He doesn't do anything like relationships, but he does romance. I overthink things too much. I should just go with the flow and see where it goes with the whole 'us' things and how it plays out at the end.

"We should see a doctor soon." Harry suggests. "Contraception."

"What? Why? Why can't you just use a condom?"

"I don't like his they feel and I want to fell all of you." He says. "Maybe just a shot? Or the pill?"

Oh? Feel all of me?

"I'll think about it." I sigh.

I don't want to accidentally forget because I'm irresponsible like that and I can't get pregnant at this age. I don't want to be a mum yet, but if it makes Harry happy for me to be on the pill of him not having to use condoms, then maybe.

Harry skins his hand down the side  over my body, over my boob, making goosebumps rise onto my skin. He rest his hand in my thigh, slowly drawing patterns onto it.

"You're so beautiful." Harry compliments me, which makes me blush uncontrollably.

I guess I have to get used to being complimented now. From Harry and other people because my sudden change of style.

"Can I ask why your other relationships ended?" I asked, being curious.

"Well, they became overly attached to the money." He shrugs.

Oh. Well, good thing I don't like him spending money on me. I purse my lips to the side and move further into his chest. He puts his chin on my he's and runs my back with his free hand that's wrapped around me. I could lay like this forever.

I move my head from his chest and he looks down at me. I smile, sliding my hand up his chest to his face. He bites his bottom lip, watching me intently. I lean up to peck his lips, but he leans down to kiss for longer.

"Evelyn." He drags out my name.

"Harry." I mock him.

"I owe you an orgasm." He smirks.

"Not right now. Let's do something productive." I say, rolling over to get off the bed.

I can tell he watches me as the shirt I'm wearing, rolls up as I get up from the bed, showing my laced black underwear. He makes a noise that I don't acknowledge and gets up as well.

"Shower with me." Harry smacks my behind with his hand, tittering softly as he walks past me.

I jump up a little and squeal at the unexpected action. Shower with him? That's so...so intimate.

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