When we're 19.

Chapter 34.

WARNING: This contains deeply written sexual contents so read it on your on will. Skip this chapter if your going to be rude at the end. I mean it. I warned you now so don't comment 'eww' 'disgusting' or anything degrading. :) ENJOY! :* 

CHAPTER 34

“The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.” 
― Marilyn Monroe

BETH'S P.O.V

His crotch made contact with my flesh, my body tensing. The throbbing bulge was evident under my touch and I suck a breath.

He puffs air on my cheek, his hot breath fan on my face and my breath hitches. Lips pressed soft kisses on my jaw, his hair tickling my face. Giggles escaped my mouth as I wrap my arms around his neck. After leaving a wet trail of kisses on my jaw, he places his lips against mine for a while. My chest rise and falls, our breaths hitting each other's lips.

"I love you." Harry whispers against my lips making me smile. Before I could respond to his confession, he takes my lower lip between his teeth. His tongue grazes my lower lip before he presses his full lips on mine. This kiss was slower than the others we shared. It was more passionate, it felt good. Butterflies start to erupt in my stomach as his lips starts to move in a faster pace, showing the hunger he had tried to controlled but failed. I smile at his craving for something so certain.

Harry asks for entrance, his hand cupping my right cheek. I give him permission, moving my hands to his hard yet fine chest. After taking a good amount of time to discover each other, his lips part from mine, leaving a trail of wet kisses down my jaw and to my neck.

I push him with all the force making him stumble back and giving me space to hop off. It is so fun teasing him. I turn towards the steaming water and turn the stove off. Before I could grab the tea bags for the tea, Harry takes it. I turn towards him trying to get it back but he lifts it up.

He laughs a little as I try to snatch the box from his hand but he kept it higher every time I tired.

"Harry!"

"You can have it later, love please." His usage of 'love' gets my inner self unsettled. "You already know I won't let you have it in peace." He laughs, pressing our foreheads together.

I huff trying to hide the smile but it doesn't help, he's too adorable to not to smile at every time.

I look up at the boy who inter-linked our fingers again. Our eyes were locked with each other like that for a longer time than intended, his lips curving a smirk. He unlaced our fingers, I was a little disappointed but he lifts me up and placed me atop the slap. Standing on the previous position, his hand came to my hair pulling the band off. My hair fall down, his fingers running between them to untangle them. His intense stare came back to my face, his hand cupping my chin as he brushes his thumb against my lower lip.

"Has anyone ever touched you?" Harry whispers, his eyes flicking to my lips where his thumb is already getting the best of me. I kind of have the hint of his question but I need to get confirmed before speaking up.

"W-what?" My breathing is heavy already.

"Has anyone made you feel good? Like gave you an orgasm?" He is talking about sex right? Is he planning to make love to me? But it has only been a few weeks. Holy crap, calm down Beth.

"I-I'm still a virgin, Harry." Abruptness and amusement flashes in his eyes for a few seconds until he chuckles in an attempt to maybe cover it up. I feel my cheeks heat in embarrassment. I can't believe I'm having this kind of conversation with him.