Her view.
                              "Are you full?" Harry gives me a small smile as I finish eating my chocolate croissant.
"Yes, or should I say, oui." I lick my lips and then take a sip of my coffee.
"I'm excited to show you the gardens."
"I'm excited to see them. I had no idea we were going to come on a class trip here."
"Okay, I think I need to let you in on a little something."
"Oh?"
"There will be no class trip to Giverny."
"What?" I frown. "What do you mean?"
"I told you a little porky pie." He places some money on the table and stands up. "After I saw how excited you were about Monet's water lily painting, I knew I had to bring you here."
"You lied to me." I can hear the shock in my voice.
"I wanted you to see the pond and bridge in person." He looks at me intently. "I thought you'd appreciate seeing exactly what Claude saw when he painted."
"I don't know what to say." My heart thuds at his words. "That was so thoughtful of you, yet I don't know why you lied."
"Would you have come if I had told you I wanted to take you somewhere personally?"
"Maybe not." I make a face.
"Exactly," he shrugs. "I know that it has been slightly awkward between us, so I wanted to show you that I can be a thoughtful man."
"Or you just wanted to seduce me."
"You booked the rooms, Cassidy. Did you want to seduce me?"
"No." I blush. "That was a mistake."
"I like mistakes." He smiles gently. "But now let us go look in the gardens." He points ahead of us and I see a man waiting with an expensive looking car.
"You got a car?"
"Normally Liam drives me around, but ..." He stops talking and shrugs. "Now I have a chauffeur."
"You didn't need to do that."
"Oh, but I did." He nods to the right and I follow his movement. "The paparazzi will be waiting for us all day and night. This will make it easier for us."
"It's crazy how they hound you."
"It comes with my position."
"It must be nice, being the playboy prince of Europe."
"It has its advantages and disadvantages." He shrugs. "It is what it is."
"It is what it is," I mumble under my breath and make a face behind him. He's always so blasé about everything.
                              ***
                              "Where is everyone else?" I look around as we get to the gardens. 
"It will just be us today." He walks ahead of me. "I wanted you to enjoy and explore and feel like you can be one with nature."
"That was very thoughtful of you." I look around me, and gasp as I see how beautiful our surroundings are. I've never seen so many different shades of green in one place before. 
                              The grass and the trees all seem to be positively thriving in the setting and the flowers are all so bright and beautiful. I half expect to see some animals dancing on the grass and having a picnic. As soon as I see the pond, I start running. It looks just as I remember it from Monet's paintings. It's magnificent. I run hard and fast, and I feel my hair flapping against my back. 
The sun warms my face and I gaze at the pond and green bridge in awe. There are purple flowers hanging overhead, and I just stare at the picture in front of me, my eyes taking in every color and flower.
                              "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Harry's voice whispers into my ear as he stands next to me.
"It's just like the paintings. He captured the essence so brilliantly." I nod, not looking away. "Look at the lily pads." I point into the pond. "It feels almost magical being here after seeing the photos so many times."
"Being with you feels magical." His arm slides around my waist and we just stand there taking it all in.
"Thank you for bringing me here, even if it was due to a lie." I smile up at him. "This is really wonderful. And I'm sorry about the paparazzi. I'm sorry they got the wrong impression of us."
"Don't be sorry." He grabs my face and tilts it up to look at him. "Everything happens for a reason." He leans down and kisses me hard and I kiss him back. I lift my arms up as he pulls my t-shirt off and then we fall to the ground. He undoes my bra and I grab the front of his shirt.
"I'm going to make love to you in the fields." He groans as he kisses down my neck. "Are you okay with that?"
"I don't have any ..." I gasp as his teeth bite down on my nipple.
"I have protection." He grins at me as he looks up and switches over to the other nipple. He bites down again and I cry out. His lips move quickly to my shorts and he pulls them down swiftly. I feel the cool breeze against my naked skin and shiver. "I'll keep you warm, Cassidy." Harry sits up and pulls his shirt off and then his jeans. I stare at his manhood, hard and bulging and then reach out and grab him.
                              "I'm looking forward to you keeping me warm." I laugh as he groans and pushes me back down on the grass. His face immediately fall between my legs and his tongue explores my folds while his lips suck on my clit. I feel my wetness against his face and I squirm beneath him.
"What are you doing?" I moan as he lifts my legs up and his tongue slides from my clit down my entrance.
"Relax." He groans. I feel the tip of his tongue enter me slightly and I buck against his face in shock. "Close your eyes and relax." He chuckles, still holding my legs up as he tongue moves back to my clit. I groan as his tongue enters me and moves back and forth inside of me. I feel my orgasm come hard and fast and he licks me up eagerly as I come.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Book 1 || Finding Prince Charming || Harry Styles
FanfictionCan a playboy ever be tamed? When Cassidy Franklin decided to study abroad, she never anticipated embarking on a whirlwind weekend romance with a hot guy before classes started. She certainly never counted on the hot guy being her new professor. Or...
 
                                               
                                                  