It had been three months since you had last seen Harry. The distance was slowly killing you. Thankfully, you would finally be seeing Harry tonight after all this time. He had come to see your dance company’s final performance and you knew he would probably be bored, but you were thankful he had came. “Dionna you look so fucking beautiful.” He smiled as you ran into his arms. The drive back to your flat was nice. Harry would not stop complimenting you the entire time. Once you were finally back inside of your flat, Harry nearly shoved you against the wall. “I’ve been resisting the urge to do that all night.” He admitted as his hands raced all over your body. “Harry…” You whispered as he abruptly cut you off with a deep kiss. “I’ve wanted my hands all over you since I saw you in that little dancy thing.” Harry said and you laughed outloud. “You mean my leotard?” He nodded vigorously “yeah, that” his lips managed to find your neck, and articles of clothing were quickly shed. He was about to show you how sexy he really though you looked.
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