// enjoy the smut soon.\\
He climbs on top of me and sucks at the skin on my neck. We have never gone too far, but it feels right.
His hands fumble with my jeans and i help him and pull them down.
I then take his belt and slowly unbuckle it and slide his jeans down. He takes his shirt off and finds my lips again. I open my mouth and he doesn't hesitate to slip his tongue inside. Our lips move in sync, and i am lost in him.
A better word for it-- intoxicated.
"Have you ever done this before?" He asks and i shake my head.
"I can show you." He smiles and slides my underwear off. I'm completely bare and so is he, and i have no clue what comes next but i'm ready.
He doesn't ask before touching me, and i gasp at the feeling that is so foreign. I moan quietly and lace my fingers in his hair, pulling on the loose curls.
.
"Do you need me to show you?" He asks and i nod.
He takes my hand and puts it over his
Cock, and he hisses at his own action.
(Well shit)
I take my hands and wrap one around him, and the other is pushing the hair out of my face. He groans in pleausre and i realize what i'm doing. What the fuck.... literally. I move my hand away and press my lips back to his and he deepens the kiss and slips his tongue inside my mouth yet again, and i am loving every second of this.
"Shit Anna." He moans quitely and i lower my lips to his chest, kissing his tattoos. My favorite one is probably the birds on his collar bones.
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I wake up the next morning.. numb. I have a slight memory of what happened last night and i know, sadly things didn't go too far. I get quite nervous thinking or even doing shit like that, only because i was raised to wait until marriage and sometimes it can be better for the relationship but if you want my honesty, fuck that. I have this mind set where i live life with few regrets. I don't want to be a prude who studies until 3 in the morning and listens to shitty music, i want to have crazy stories to tell my grand children when i'm older, that's how i live. Go ahead and judge me, but i'm not changing for anyone.
"Harry? " I ask and i feel the bed next to me and it's bare. Shit. Well we are still in England at his mom's house as far as my memory can speak for me and i put on harrys shirt and some shorts before walking down the spiral stair case that leads to the kitchen. I see Harry, Gemma and Anne sitting at the table and i take a seat next to Harry.
"Good morning love." He smiles and i return the gesture, giving him a quick kiss before grabbing a plate and placing 2 large pancakes on it, drizzling syrup on top.
"Thank you for breakfast Anne." I say and she smiles but raises a brow... did i do something? Shit.
"Harry made it, not me." She raises her hands and i am shocked. I knew Harry was quite the "unopened book". But shit he can cook.
"Its good babe, thank you." I smile and rest my head on his shoulder. He smiles, finishing up his food, and kisses my forehead.
"Is that my shirt?" He smirks and i grin nervously and say "maybe".
"It looks good on you Anna." He bites his lip and i giggle before getting up and going upstairs to get clothes for a shower. I grab my phone on my way into the bathroom and press play on my "shower playlist." I know im lame okay. "Training wheels." By Melanie Martinez comes on and without regret, i start singing along to the words, and i hear a knock on the door. "Come in." I say assuming it's Harry and to my guess, it was. "You have a nice voice." He teases and i laugh before covering my face.
"Dont be ashamed, everyone else thought so too!" He laughs hysterically and my face heats up.
"Shit!" I laugh with him and he opens the shower curtain and i squeal, still laughing.
"Harry!" I scold him and he smirks, and rakes his fingers through his hair.
"Nothing i haven't seen before."
What the shit is that supposed to mean?
I sure as hell he means me.
He must have read my mind, because shortly after he says "only you though."
I grab my towel and he hold it open and wraps it around me as i head to the other room.
Well that was interesting.
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HER CHICKEN ASS AT THE BEGINNING
Sorry for a shitty chapter yet again.
I chose to be a sinner and put lots of bad words and smut your welcome.
The songsfor this chapter are
Shirtsleeves - Ed Sheeran
Photograph - Ed sheeran
Don't - Ed Sheeran
Training wheels - Melanie Martinez
All the loveeeee
- Raina xx
P.s lizzie enjoy this
