Unpredictable Love

Chapter 52

(A/N: Beware this chapter has dirty and graphic content, I suggest skipping this chapter if you do not want to read the sexual details.)

Chapter 52

Kakreigh's POV

The attraction I have for him is uncontrollable and a throbbing need for him, is growing in my stomach. I can't help the words that spill from my mouth, and I'm not quite sure where they came from.

"Touch me, like you did in the bathroom?" I practically beg. Harry nods, his green eyes watching my every move.

His green eyes never leave mine, as his hands slide down my legs to remove my underwear. Lifting my hips slightly, he slides the panties down my legs.

His hand moves down my stomach and between my legs. With his other hand, he rolls me underneath him so he's hovering over me. My head rolls back against his pillow and my eyes flutter closed and he massages my most sensitive area. My hands grips Harry's broad shoulders, nails digging slightly into his perfect skin.

I'm unable to prevent the moan that escapes my lips at his pleasurable touch. "Harry," I pant and he presses his lips to mine.

"Shh, baby. I've got you." He tells me and I whine in pleasure. I grip his arms tighter and scratch my nails down his spine as my back arches up off of the bed.

"So beautiful." I think I hear Harry murmur under his breath. His fingers came to a slow, as I reached my climax. My breathing heavy, and in rushed pants.

I opened my eyes and Harry was watching me. I reached over and laid my hand flat against his bare chest.

I leaned up onto my knees and climbed on top of him again. My hands lingered by the button of his jeans. I shifted my gaze to his face, and nervously bit my lip.

"Could I..?" I hint at a question. Hopefully he catches on to what I'm trying to ask. His eyes fall down to where my hand is resting and flicker back up to me. He gives me a curt nod, and watches as I unbutton his pants, teasingly slow.

"Kalreigh," he begs me to hurry and I giggle. I shake his jeans off of his legs, to find a bulge already prominent in his boxers.

I nervously look up at him and he gives me an encouraging nod. With my palm, I press against the bulge in his boxers. A low hiss comes from Harry s mouth, and he closes his eyes as I massage against him.

I slide down his boxers and take his length into my hand. Harry lets out a groan and I smirk at the effect I'm having on him. Pumping my hand up and down his length he continues to huff and moan. His eyes are clamped together, so I lean down and wrap my lips around him.

His eyes dart open and he watches as I take him into my mouth. "Karleigh, shit." He swears under his breath as I continue to bob up and down. I flick my tongue against the slit on his tip and he cries out in pleasure. His hand reaches down and he rubs gently against my arm.

"Karleigh," he warns as warm liquid starts to fill my mouth. I pull away, as white liquid flows out of him. I tug my t-shirt back down and peck my lips against his chest, before moving up to lay beside him again.

His eyes are open and he's watching me. "How was that?" I shyly ask. He nods entergetically, and holds up his thumb of approval. I smile and bat my eyes at him.

He cups my cheek into his palm. "You drive me insane." He pants and I close my eyes at the touch of his gentle hand.

We lay in silence, my eyes closed. "Sing to me, my song." I ask.

His fingers comb through my hair as his husky voice fill the room, of my new favorite song, as I drift off to sleep.

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I gradually wake up and stretch my limbs. I turn onto my side to see if Harry's awake, which he isn't. With a quiet sigh, I climb out of the bed, trying not to shift the bed too much because I don't want Harry to wake.

Quietly, I dig through Harry's dresser drawers and pull out a pair of baggy boxer shorts that I slip my legs into. The door creaks slightly as I step outside of his room, but I close the door behind me as I exit.

I pad down the steps and cross the living room to get to the kitchen. Zayn and Niall are sitting at the small table in the tiny dining room beside the kitchen. "Good morning boys." My sleepy voice catching their attention.

They both turn to look at me, and Zayn covers his mouth to prevent laughter while Niall gapes at me.

"What?" I snap as I turn to look at him.

"Jesus Karleigh, what the hell attacked your neck?" Niall asks in a sarcastic tone. What is he talking about? I step out of the kitchen and into the nearby bathroom, when my eyes land on my reflection I let out an ear piercing scream.

I storm out of the bathroom with my hand cupped over the massive hickey on my neck. "What the fuck." I state in shock and both Niall and Zayn erupt into laughter.

"No need trying to cover it now, we've already seen it." Niall's voice is full of sass and my hand drops down to my side, exposing the deep purple colored mark.

"Fuuuck." I groan, while walking towards the coffee pot that is full on the kitchen counter. As coffee fills the mug that I intend to drink from Niall glances over at me. "You know, makeup won't cover that. It's too dark."

"Shut the hell up Niall." I growl at him and Zayn chuckles as I take a seat at the small table with them.

"It's not that bad..." Zayn tries to insure me as he inspects it from his distance. I glare at him and flick Niall off who is trying to hide his laughter.

Just then, Harry comes padding down the stairs into the kitchen. His green eyes fall on me, then my neck, and a devious smirk appears on his face.

Niall and Zayn glance over Harry, to find that he's in tip-top condition. "Perfect shape!" Niall announces after he scans over Harry from a distance. Harry rolls his eyes and turns away from us to pour himself some coffee. My mouth drops open as we all see Harry's back and biceps, that are now marked with red and pink scratches.

"Spoke too soon." Zayn mutters to Niall and I giggle. The mug I was drinking from is now empty so I rise from my seat and join Harry in the kitchen. I run the warm water and rinse out my coffee cup, then turn to Harry.

"Good morning beautiful." He murmurs and presses his lips gently to mine, while lifting me and sitting me on top of his counter. Without thought my arms snake around his neck and his looks at my hickey that he formed.

"Now, now. Be careful kiddos, that's exactly what got you into this mess." Niall teasingly scolds us and I shoot dagger at him with my eyes as Harry and Zayn explode with laughter.