Fiendish

Chapter 44

I know I'd rather be complacent, But girl I'm so glad we're acquainted.

-The Weeknd, Acquainted

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Carmen's Pov.

"Princess." I said in a tiny whisper and Harry's hands tightened on my body. The pleasurable pressure made me whimper and arch my back.

That whisper was enough for Harry to hear and his smile widened against my neck. A shiver ran down my spine as Harry's tongue slowly ran along my throat, sucking at my sink. He was surely leaving more deep bruises on my skin and I moaned.

Running my hands up to Harry's head, I tugged at his hair and he moaned. Harry picked his head up and smashed his lips against mine. My body was on fire and ached for him. My body ached for his lips and his rough hands.

Harry's tongue fought for dominance in my mouth and I glad gave him to reins. Through the annoying layers of our clothing, Harry rubbed himself against me and I gasped in pleasure. Harry's hardness ran along my inner thigh before grazing my aching center again.

My hips bucked forward, wanting more contact. Harry pulled back, his lips disconnecting from mine, and I whined from the lost connection. Harry's hands went for the hem of my shirt and, before I could over think what I was doing, I raised my arms as Harry pulled my shirt off.

I was breathing hard and wanting to pulled Harry back to me. I looked up at Harry to find him watching me. He raised his hand to cup my face and then slowly ran it down my body. His finger tips grazed my neck and chest. His fingers grazed my breast before he lightly cupped them in his hands. I blushed and moaned, listening as Harry cursed under his breath. He leaned down and brought his lips to my ear.

"You're so fucking perfect." Harry moaned in my ear as he sucked at the skin under my ear lob. "Nothing and no one could ever mean more to me than you."

I wanted to say it then. I wanted to say that I loved him. He was the only person who could make me forget about the outside world. Even though we didn't start off like typical fairy tale, moments like these made everything worth. I was going to say it right then and there, but the feeling of Harry's tongue traveling along my chest pulling me out of my thoughts.

I arched my back and Harry lifted my body up to meet his velvety lips and tongue. He moved his lips along my bra covered breast, sucking and licking at the visible skin. I moaned his name and dug my nails into the fabric of the couch. I watched Harry's mouth move along my breast, his tongue occasionally slipping underneath my bra making me whimper.

Harry put his whole hand on my stomach and I bit my lip. Harry's lips trailed down my body once again, stopping when he reached his fingers tips. Slowly, almost as if he wanted to tease me, he ran his hand down to the waistband of my pants. My breathing faltered as did my heart. Anticipation flooded my system and when Harry's hand dipped past my pant and panties, my heart picked back up.

His fingers grazed over my most sensitive spot and I cried out. Slowly, Harry rubbed circles along my clit and I was squirming uncontrollably on the couch.

"Harry," I moaned and Harry slowly put his finger inside of me.

My mouth formed an O-shape and I groaned as he pumped in and out slowly. I arched my back and grabbed his arm. I need something to hold on to or I felt that I might fall through the couch and onto the hard floor.