DISCLAIMER - Not suitable for young readers. Continuation of preview
Ignoring the door, it was clear that Harry was even more desperate than before as he slipped off my underwear and remaining clothes, still having control, still dominating, letting his hands explore my body, his fingers digging in to my hips causing me to arch my back and him to smirk against my neck. I lay on the bed, trembling with anticipation, willing for him to go faster, speed up the whole thing, my whole body aching for it, the silence between us making it harder for me to break eye contact. As his breathing quickened, eyes narrowing slightly, I could tell he'd had enough of fooling around now. Standing up, he slowly pulled off his boxers, guiding my hand to his v-lines, not letting me go any lower. My fingertips inched, causing him to tighten his grip on my wrist as I smirked. I wasn't doing it to piss him off, I just wanted to see his reaction. Hovering above me, I could almost feel the heat radiating from his body, down on to mine, his touch, his presence, just above me as he slowly lowered his torso, causing our skin to touch and tingles to run down my spine. With a grip on my thighs, he slowly pulled me up to straddle him, rubbing his fingers around my entrance, just short of where I longed him to be. It was clear he could see that my patience was wearing thin. Very slowly, he turned, slipping his fingers in to me, the touch I'd been longing for, what I'd so desired. I sighed with pleasure, letting the feeling wash over me, completely overwhelmed with satisfaction. Moving his fingers in a rhythmic, yet gentle way, I could feel myself start to near my peak. I think he began to feel it to as my walls closed around his fingers. Slowly sliding them out, I could feel him tense, grunting as he tried to near himself too, getting frustrated. As he laced his fingers down my spine, tracing the small dove tattoo spread across my lower back, I knew he was about to enter. My predictions were proved correct as I felt a pain in my abdomen, stretching across momentarily as I winced, feeling him pick up his pace until unbearable pain turned to intense pleasure. His continuous moans and sharp hips movements were enough to tell me he was as satisfied as I was, moving in unison. His thrusts slowly grew sloppy as my breathing hitched, causing him to slow down and eventually he came to a halt, barely enough strength to grind our hips together as he cradled me protectively with closed eyes.
