Chewton Glen was by far the most homely feeling get away place I'd ever been too, everything from the staff to the bathroom just gave me a warm feeling.
We were given our key and the nice receptionist who's name we found to be Mary-Anne called someone to show us to our room.
Seconds later, a friendly looking old man came through the double doors to our left and introduced himself as Harry, which we all had a little laugh about once I told him that the smiling buffoon beside me was also a Harry.
Harry showed us to our private tree house and when I put the key in the hole and pushed open the door, I did not expect it to be this gorgeous. The nice old man said his goodbyes and wished us a happy and safe stay before he closed the door behind us and went on with his day.
Harry left my side to explore the new environment looking absolutely awestruck, this hotel was definitely more than up to par. While Harry ventured off through the glass hallway and to what I presume is the master bedroom, I walked over to the floor to ceiling windows and looked out at the view.
There were tell, hundred looking year old trees surrounding the whole tree house, preventing anyone from seeing in giving visitors complete privacy.
"Thank you so much for this, Desiree." Harry snuck up behind me and wrapped his muscular arms around my waist, snuggling his nose into the crock of my neck.
We stood in this position for maybe five minute, just enjoying the greenery and each others warmth before Harry suddenly pulled away and ran up to the window like an excited child.
"Desiree, there is a hot tub." He yelled, even though I was right behind him.
Harry proceeded to find the sliding door that lead to the main balcony, yanking it open and staring at it for a few seconds. He came back inside with a huge smile on his face that made me smile just as wide.
"Oh, we are definitely getting a hot tub at our place." I just giggled and agreed because I knew I had no say in this. Harry wanted a hot tub, so Harry was going to get a hot tub.
The rest of the day went by nicely, we had a bit of lunch which was delivered to us in a cute little picnic basket, cuddled on the sofa for a few hours while watching whatever happened to come on the television. Now we had submerged ourselves in the hot tub, Harry on one side, while I was on the other.
We played a bit of footsies which eventually turned into playful wrestling. It was all fun and games until Harry accidentally punched me in the face, it wasn't hard enough to break or bruise me, but it was hard enough to inflict mild pain on me.
The look on Harry's face was priceless when he realized what he'd done, he was frozen for a second, staring at me wide eyed as if he didn't believe what he'd just done. When his almost heart attack was over he push his way through the water and kneeled in front of me. He then held my face between his hands and pulled me closer to him so he could get a better look at me.
"Are you alright? Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Desiree I didn't mean to actually hit you." I brought my hands up to his and held onto them tightly.
"I'm fine, really. It didn't even really hurt that much, it was more just the shock."
I tried to reassure him but he wasn't having it. Harry stood up in the hot tub and pulled me up with him, he then grabbed our towels off of the chair beside the tub and wrapped one around me before getting out and wrapping one around his hips.
Harry guided me out of the tub and into the tree house, he had one of his arms slung tightly around my shoulders so I reached up with one of my hands and tangled our fingers together.
The walk to the bedroom was short but cold, making me regret not turning on the heating system earlier in the evening, but it was too late to do anything about it now.
Harry sat me on the edge of the bath while he heated up the shower, it was a waterfall shower and I decided then that if Harry got a hut tub, then I got to have a waterfall shower.
When the water was finally warm enough to stand under, Harry came to my side and dropped his towel, and then his shorts. He looked at me expectantly so I dropped my towel but made no further effort to remove my bikini.
I let my hands graze over my thighs as Harry stood and watched over me. It wasn't that I had a problem with him seeing me naked, because I obviously didn't. I was just feeling really lazy and wanted him to take my clothes off for me.
Harry seemed to catch on that I wasn't going to do anything more so he walked over and reached behind me. He used one hand to pull on one of the strings holding the top half around my neck and the other to pull on one of the strings hanging down my back. He watched as it fell to the floor where he carelessly kicked it aside. Next he pulled on the little strings on both sides of my hips and watched as the bikini bottoms fell to join the their other half.
I now stood fully naked and turned on in front of him, my nipples were hard and my cheeks were flushing at a rapid speed. Harry held his hand out to me so I took hold of it and let him tug me into the steaming shower.
The water pressure was amazing but the feeling of Harry's hands roaming over my body was even better. He was stood behind me where he let his fingers lightly graze over my boobs, slowly traveling down my stomach and eventually ending up over my clit.
Soft moans were leaving my lips every few seconds and the burning in the pit of my stomach was spreading, I couldn't take this slow torture anymore.
"Harry, please." I leaned back against him and moaned into his ear, which made him growl and me even wetter than I already was.
Without any warning he spun me around and hauled me up against the wall. He held me there while he aligned himself with me and I stared down at him, amazed by his strength.
As he lowered me onto him my walls clenched together and my eyes squeezed shut. It felt like I hadn't had sex with him in years when in reality it had only been a week at the most.
His thrusts started out slow and steady but in no time he was pounding into me relentlessly with no rhythm. Each time he pushed in deeper then I was used to a little squeal would slip past my sealed lips and my eyes would roll back.
It seemed to satisfy something within him because every time I squealed a sickly smirk would spread across his plush lips.
Soon after I was seeing stars and screaming Harry's name, a low grunt emitted from his throat and he stilled in me as he came. His penis would twitch inside me every now and then until he finally recollected himself and pulled out.
I was first to get out of the shower, wrapping a fresh towel around me and watching as Harry followed suit.
We dried off in the room and hopped under the covers with no clothes on, I was too lazy and Harry preferred sleeping naked anyway.
We pulled the covers tightly around ourselves before cuddling into each other. The heat radiating from out bodies was enough without having the blanket, but the extra warmth was appreciated.
In the dark, Harry unexpectedly kissed my nose and then my lips, letting out a content sigh as he snuggled into me further.
"Sweet dreams my little angels."
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My dad rescued two little... Maybe not even three week old bunnies and I am in love! I'm a MOTHER!!!!!
