***Warning: SMUT content. This chapter contains smut and mature content.***
Also just remember Melanie hadn't been wearing any clothes, just a bra and panties since Harry has stripped her when he layed her down to sleep after rescuing her. Just in case you wondered if I forgot about her clothes. Thanks :)
***Harry's P.O.V***
I noticed a shiver race up Melanie's spine with my words. I couldn't help but smirk as her breathing pace increased with nerves, her chest rising and falling. My eyes darkened with lust as they fell towards her breasts, that moved quicker as she took in sharper and quicker breathes. I trailed my fingers up her arms, across her shoulder, towards her breasts. Her eyes squeezed closed as I traced shapes over her chest.
"No, keep your eyes open angel" I breathed in her ear.
She was slightly hesitant, but obeyed me, knowing it was foolish to do otherwise. "I'll make you feel so good baby" I whispered, before my hands cupped around her breasts, squeezing them gently. I watched as her lips parted, before she quickly clamped them shut again. If felt good knowing I was close to making her moan. If she though that felt good, wait till I get started.
"Please," her voice quivered, "Don't hurt me."'
I couldn't help but smile down at her as she spoke those desperate words. Melanie was so perfect, so gentle, so innocent. "Shh" I cooed. "It will only be pleasure, no pain. I promise."
Melanie didn't reply, I could tell she was afraid. I rested my forehead on hers as I let my hands trail over her perfect body. Her perfect curves, her soft, skin. Melanie peered up at me through her eyelashes, watching me with her big fearful eyes.
My hands continued to trail gently over her body. "So soft" I mumbled into her shoulder, kissing her there, knowing it calmed her down when I kissed her on that spot. "So perfect." A small faint whimper left her lips as my fingers grazed over the hem of her panties. It was so sweet, it sounded like a melody to my ears, and I wanted to hear more. I wanted to her moans and the calling of my name fall from her pink, plump lips, making a beautiful tune to my ears, just like her angelic voice did.
My fingers curled into the hem of her panties, and slowly pulled them down her long, beautiful legs. I peered up at her, and noticed her take her bottom lip between her teeth, fighting back her nerves. If only she knew how much that turned me on.
"Just pleasure" I purred, glancing up at her, knowing she would be fighting back tears filled with her fear. I promised I wouldn't make anymore tears fall from her eyes, and I'm going to keep that promise. I noticed her slowly nod her head. I admired how brave she was, she really was perfect. I smiled at her, not smirking, knowing smirking would only make things worse. I wanted to pleasure her, not only for me, but for her. For my girl.
I parted her legs a little, and she whimpered again in anxiety. I smiled up at her, to let her know I would be gentle with her. I shuffled on the bed so I was on my knees, in between her legs.
"I'm going to lift your legs up onto my shoulders, okay princess?" I soothed, speaking in a very calm tone.
"O-okay" she whispered so faintly, I almost missed it. I would have, if I hadn't been watching her, watching her lips part as she spoke the words.
"Good girl." I purred. I gently lifted her legs up, placing each leg on one of my shoulders, whilst she lay still on her back, clearly afraid to move. I smiled at her one more time, before bowing my head. My nose swiftly, yet purposefully brushed her clit, and a fragile whimper left her mouth. I wanted to taste her so badly, and wasted no time in running my tongue along her centre. Triumph blossomed in me when I heard a ever so soft moan fill the room. I repeated the action, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw her hands curl up and fist the sheets on the bed.
