Foreign Affairs |H.S.|

Chapter 48

Harry's P.O.V.

"Oh Harry," Mia said, looking up at me, and placing her small hand on my face. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to melt under her touch. I opened my eyes again and her seemingly doey eyes were examining my face. I looked at the now grey mascara stains that lined the sides of her face. Our eyes met.

"Mia," I said and began placing rough kisses on her neck and lips. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, making me let out a groan. I listened to her heavy breathing as my tongue explored her mouth, and hers mine. I laid her down on to the bed and her hands became intertwined with my hair.

"Mmm, Harry..." she breathed.

"Daddy..." I stopped what I was doing to look at her. "Yes, baby girl?"

"I-I'm still sore Daddy..." I rolled from in between her legs and I laid next to her.

"Did I hurt you baby?" I asked

"No, I'm just sore. That's all. I'm just not used to the feeling."

"Well," I said, scooting closer to her and stroking her hair. "Daddy still wants to please his babygirl." I kissed her forehead and her lips. Meanwhile, my hands were trailing under her shirt, squeezing and playing with her boobs, and then going down towards her entrance. I watched her face the whole time. I watched the way she wriggled at one light touch from me.

"Do you like that baby," I questioned, still watching her face. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her lip.

"Mhm..Y-yes Daddy. Please don't stop." I began rubbing small circles on her clit through her underwear with my index finger. She let out a whimper. I put my index and middle finger to her lips. "Suck," I demanded. She opened her mouth enough for me to put both fingers in and she slowly took both in until they reached her throat, making her eyes water and causing her to gag a little. But the whole time, she kept her eyes trained on me, batting her lashes and swirling her tongue around my fingers. I moved back in between her legs, and removed my fingers from her mouth. I went straight into her underwear and slowly slipped both fingers into her wet heat. She hissed through clenched teeth and her hand moved down to grab my wrist. I loved looking at her in this state. She was wriggling and panting. I continued watching each facial expression, each 'O' that her lips formed, each frown of her eyebrows. I felt myself grow harder and harder as I looked at her.

"Oh, Daddy, yes."

"Good girl," I said, quickening my pace. She started rocking on my fingers, grabbing onto the headboard and rocking herself up and down, her head thrown back.

"Uh, ooooh Daddy, right there, God baby..." At that moment, I pulled my fingers out and moved down, teasing her clit with my tongue, lapping up and down in quick licks. I inserted one finger and began pushing in and out of her quickly, my eyes trained on hers. I felt a tug on my hair, and while it hurt a little, I felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure and I groaned. Then she arched her back and pushed my head closer to herself.

"Mmm, aah Daddy fuuck!"

"You like how Daddy does that?"

"Uh-huh, oh yes I do. I do."

"Can anyone else do this for you?" I continued moving my finger in and out rapidly. She was beginning to clench around my finger.

"No, fuck no, only you." I moved my other hand to her throat and squeezed, not too hard, but not to light either. It was just right.

"That's it. Let the neighbors hear who you belong to."

"Harry...Daddy."

"Louder baby, c'mon. I won't let you come until you say it."

"I-i'm yours Daddy, ahhh.."

"Louder!" My hand was still wrapped around her neck and she was getting tighter and tighter around my finger, which was still sliding in and out rapidly.

"Mmm, fuck Daddy, pleeeeease please Daddy please. Let your babygirl come Daddy please, I-I..." She said breathlessly, on the virge of an extreme high.

"C'mon baby. Just a little more. You can do it."

"UGHHHH, HARRRYYY! HARRY I'M FUCKING YOURS, PLEEEEASE HARRY PLEASE!" She was gripping onto the sheets, knuckles white, even though she had that beatiful tan/caramel complexion that I loved so much. I kissed her roughly, my hand still around her throat, and I began feeling her body raise off of the bed as if she were a demon getting exorcised. Finally I broke our kiss, and buried my face in her neck.

"Come for me baby," I whispered in her ear. She screamed out, her scream filled with pleasure. I felt a liquid spurt out onto my hand as her body slowly relaxed and fell back onto the bed. She was shuddering and shaking. "That's a good girl," I said, My hand cupping her face. I swept my thumb over her bottom lip and kissed her. She stared deep into my eyes.

"Now, let's get you a shower and breakfast, and then wash these sheets," I said, crawling off of the bed to go wash my hands. As I walked to the bathroom, I looked back and saw the beautiful mess that was still quivering but nearly paralyzed on my bed.