Virgin Mary

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Harry sat back on his heels, cock bobbing against his stomach before he wrapped a fist around the soft base.

I was completely vulnerable to him.

We were both naked and painfully turned on, but now Harry was sitting back, admiring my body that was laid out in front of him.

“Do something. Please. Touch me, something. Harry.”

But he wasn’t listening. Instead, he was stroking himself up and down, looking at the curves of my body and the way my chest was heaving with anticipation.

“I want-” he cut himself off as he ran his thumb over his leaking slit. “Fuck, I want to watch you,” my brows furrowed, unable to take my eyes off the way his face was twisting in pleasure, “touch yourself for me.”

“Harry,” I started, but he cut me off with a shake of his head.

“Trust me. C’mon, wanna see you.”

I gave him an apprehensive look and he let go of himself, leaning forward to open my legs hesitantly. I allowed him to, feeling the cool air in the room brush over my most intimate spot.

He never took his eyes off mine, the intensity in his gaze had me willing to open my legs wider, until he was shuffling into the empty space and leaning forwards to kiss me.

My hair was wild, spread out everywhere on the pillow and Harry didn’t seem to mind as he tangled our fingers together and licked into my mouth.

I moaned around his tongue, it felt nice and heavy in my mouth. “Touch me.” I pleaded needing some sort of release.

He kissed down my body, wet open mouthed kisses that left my body lifting off the bed in an attempt to get closer to him.

“You eager babe?” he asked and I nodded, carding my fingers through his hair I held his head down so he could kiss on my body a little harder.

“Want you.” I moaned and he chuckled into the skin of my hip – he looked up at me, eyeliner slightly smudged with the heat of the room, and smirked before brushing his nose over the top of me.

“Want to watch you.” He moaned placing a kiss on my clit.

I shifted my legs on either side of them, letting my lower half go slack at the brush of his tongue.

“Harry.” I chastised as he pulled back, but he only smirked at me.

“I wanna watch you, if you’re not comfortable, we can stop but Jesus, I need it.”

My heart pulsed erratically in my chest at the thought, but I wanted to do it. If he wanted it, I would try, for him.

I had touched myself a few times. One of the times was just to find the spot to put in my tampon, but I had tried it nonetheless.

“I’ll help, promise.” He whispered into my thigh and I nodded running my hands over my hipbone nervously.

“So sexy.” He groaned before taking my hand in his and stretching out my fingers. He slipped two of them into his mouth and raised his eyebrows in an attempt to get me to wet them. I did as he requested.

Swirling my tongue around the tip of his fingers before pulling off them.

“Mmm.” He groaned and I was the one to smirk this time.

The room was filled with laboured breathing. Neither Harry nor I were said anything as he placed his fingers on my clit. I sighed happily, a tiny bit of satisfaction spread across my abdomen.