My Favorite Mistake (1D / H.S./ Harry Styles)- REVISING

Chapter 40

Harry's POV

I wake up in pitch black. It takes me a minute to figure out where I'm at. A smile comes over my face as it all plays back in my head. I cannot believe Sam did that for me. That had to be the most erotic thing I have ever been a part of. I will never forget tonight. I don't normally kiss and tell but this one is going to be really hard not to brag about.

Sam is amazing! Wait! I reach out and feel her curled up with her back towards me. I hook my arm around her waist and bring her in close. She doesn't stir. I bury my head in her hair and it brings me back to multiple memories of us together...not all of them are sexual, mind you. I smell her hair with every hug and every cuddle. I am so comfortable with her. Why do I let myself fall back into those stupid feelings like back in high school? Sam will always find her way back to me. I just know it. I'll have to be patient until she figures it out.

I can't go back to sleep. Replaying tonight's events in my head and having her close to me has got me wanting more. I begin to rub her thigh slightly and she begins to stir.

She rolls onto her back allowing me better access to between her legs. Her eyes flutter open.

"Apparently, someone didn't get enough." She smiles and says with a hoarse voice.

"Of you? Nope." Falls out of my mouth before I could catch it.

I lean in and begin kissing her on the lips before I say anything else incriminating. Her tongue quickly enters my mouth. I love it when she takes the lead. It makes me feel like she wants me...really wants me. My hand is still between her legs. Dammit is she wet!

I need to be inside of her and now. I leave her for a second to grab a condom. She whimpers a little for breaking our bond.

"Did you just whimper?!" I chuckle.

"No!" She pouts. "Hurry up and get your ass back over here so I can dig my heels into it!"

I can't hide the smile that creeps onto my face. "My...my...don't we have a dirty mouth!" I tease her.

She grabs the condom package from my hand, tears it open, and rolls it onto me. Shit! That is such a turn on!

She wraps her legs me and digs her heels into my ass pulling me deeper into her. God! I love that! We begin to go faster.

"Fuck me harder, Harry." She growls through clenched teeth.

I love it when she talks dirty to me. Then, she bites that damn side of her bottom lip. It gets me every time. I comply to her demands. She get more verbal and louder. Her back begins to arch. God! I don't think I can hold it back anymore...and I spill into my condom. She follows me just seconds later.

I pull out gently because we are both so sensitive and dispose of the condom. I return to bed and she rolls over laying her head on me. She begins to trace my bird tattoo on my chest so softly with her finger. That feeling is so comforting.

"What time is it?" She asks in a hoarse sleepy voice.

I check my phone. "4:12." I'm not sure if she heard me because she's already softly snoring and her finger has stopped tracing.

Moments just like right this minute, are the times I treasure with Sam the most. I kiss her on the top of her head and stare up at the ceiling until my eyelids get too heavy and I fall back to sleep.

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I open one eye and look at my phone. 7:38. I have to go to the bathroom. I look over and Sam is sleeping in the fetal position facing me. Her hair is hiding half her face. She is so beautiful.

I begin to slide out of bed when something slams down on my stomach dragging me back in. I jump out of my skin. What the hell?!...and then, I realize that Sam's arm has pinned me back down to the bed. I look over at her and she's peering at me through her mess of hair and smiling. I start laughing.

"You scared me! I damn near shit the bed!" I tell her.

Her smile becomes bigger. "I'm sorry."

"No, you're not."

"You're right. I'm not."

We laugh and I pull her in close. She can be such a playful shit.

"Well, I'm going to hop into the shower." She announces. "You are more than welcome to join me."

"I'd love to but I don't think it's a good idea."

"Why not?"

"I won't be able to keep my hands off you and I'm all out of condoms. I didn't plan for a round three." I tease.

"Have it your way." She says getting up but not pouting like I expected. Then she adds, "I started birth control pills four months ago." And sticks out her tongue.

"You are just full of surprises, aren't you?" I smile while playing out all kinds of scenarios in my head of what I could do to her right about now.

She begins to get out of bed, turns to me, raises an eyebrow, and motions towards the bathroom.

"I'm coming...I'm coming." I say.

"For God's sake, Harry, you make it sound like such torture." And off she goes smiling at me as she glances over her shoulder.

This? Torture?! Never! The miles apart and only being able to have contact through our phones, that's torture. Maybe now is the time to tell her how I feel...wait! Do I need the distraction of a girlfriend right now? That's assuming she'd say yes, of course. What if she doesn't feel the same way? Then, I've lost one of the most valuable things in my life. Shit! Fuck these feelings!

I make my way into the bathroom and climb into the shower behind her. I love helping wash her hair and how the entire bathroom smells like her. As she applies her conditioner, I run my fingers through her hair as she backs into me. I get hard instantly as she slides her ass over me. She begins to move her ass up and down me as I take a trick from last night and grab some of her hair. I give it a tug to expose her neck to me and begin to kiss and nibble on it. She moans at the motion. My other hand reaches around and cups her breast. I begin massaging it, pinching the nipple.

I spin her around and place my hands on either side of her face. I press my lips against hers and try to convey my every emotion towards her with my lips and tongue. I've got no walls...no boundaries when we are here. I just want to be one with Sam.

I move towards her moving her closer to the wall. I press myself against her when we reach it. Reaching my hands around her ass and hoisting her up, she wraps her legs around my waist without breaking our kisses. I slide myself into her. God! She feels amazing without a condom on. I really need to focus or else I'm going to be done before we ever get started.

She wraps her arms around my neck and begins to ride me. I place my hands on her waist guiding her speed. She is still really aggressive since last night. I'm starting to like this side of Sam a lot. I'm about to explode and I can begin to feel her muscles tighten. Her moans are louder. God! She's close. Suddenly, she completely unravels and I am quick to follow. There is no way I could hold it any longer with her.

She buries her head into my neck as I slowly pull out and slide her down my wet body. I hold her until she can stand on her own without her legs wobbling. I grab the soap and begin to wash her body...every inch of her.

She looks up at me with her deep blue eyes through her eyelashes as she returns the favor and washes me just as slowly. I turn off the water and hand her a towel. I exit the shower and grab a towel for myself.

"Are you hungry?" I ask.

"I'm starving!" She responds.

"Hurry up and I'll take you to breakfast."

"Okay." She smiles and begins to pull her clothes out of her overnight bag.

I wish every morning could be like this...with her. Wait! What?! After an amazing last eighteen hours with this girl, I'm planning the rest of my life with her. What in the hell is wrong with me?!

Pull your head out of your ass, Harry. This isn't high school. If she wanted be more than...uh...whatever we are, she would have said something. Just accept it for what it is...uhm....but what exactly is it?