Harry's POV
The water feels warm enough for us to now step under so I turn around to take Beth's hand and pull her in with me.
She looks like she's deep in thought and I almost want to ask what's on her mind, but then she looks up at me and gives me the sweetest smile, so I decide to let it go.
As I close the door behind us, the warm, steamy air envelops us as I stand under the water first and let it run over me.
I open my eyes and see Beth is staring at my torso.
I'm sure if I wave my hand in front of her face she won't blink.
"See something you like?" I can't help but smirk at her when she realises she's daydreaming.
"Meh..." she says like she really isn't bothered by me standing in front of her naked.
I don't think I'm anything to write home about, but I have worked hard to get into shape.
And the way she's subconsciously running her tongue over her lips is also a dead giveaway.
Maybe a little water will rouse her a bit?
I raise my hands above my head and let the water fill them before I fling it in her face.
"Oh my god!" she coughs and wipe the water from her eyes, "I can't believe you just did that!"
"I can't believe you thought I was just meh," I say, pretending to be offended.
She narrows her eyes at me and pouts a little before she reaches around me and grabs her shampoo and begins to wash her hair. I should probably do the same but instead of using the contents of the bottle, I reach out and help Beth to lather her hair until there is enough soap for me to take and wash my own hair.
Beth then conditions her hair before she grabs a sponge and squeezes some body wash onto it and I'm immediately hit with the smell of mangoes.
It's her delicious smell.
And it reminds me her skin, soft and beautiful and at this very moment, naked and wet.
I begin to imagine her against the wall in front of me, pressed up against it, her legs wrapped around me and her breasts bouncing hard as I fuck her. Her nails scratching my skin, hearing her moan my name as she comes all over my cock.
Fuck.
Am I going to feel like this every time I smell mangoes?
What about when I'm in the fresh produce department?
I'll have to make a run for it through a farmer's market.
I shamelessly stare at her body, taking in every inch of her before I finally stop at her bright blue eyes.
And I'm gone.
I pin her against the cold, tiled wall with my arm across her collarbone, as I take the sponge out of her hand and start to rub it over her stomach in slow moving circles. I begin to make my way up to her chest, specifically her glorious tits and I run the sponge over one and then the other, watching as her nipples become erect and hard.
All because of me.
As I touch them, Beth arches her back against me but I push her back forcefully against the wall and she lets out a gasp.
I'm in control here, not Beth.
And I'm not ready to let her move from out of my grasp just yet.
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Where Do Broken Hearts Go? | Unexpected Series Book One
FanfictionSet at the end of 2015, in which a last minute good deed by Harry sees him form an unlikely friendship with an older woman named Beth. Both are facing new chapters in their lives. Harry now has time to explore, to experience, whatever his heart de...