The Unexpected Journey-A Prince Harry Fan Fic

Chapter 11

Maddie wasn't entirely sure what it was that made her blood so damn warm. It could have been a great number of things. Maybe it was because she hadn't really been kissed in a long time and her body had forgotten what this was like. Maybe it was because she had been drinking and was soaking wet. Or maybe it was because Harry had these amazing lips; firm and soft and making an art form out of the dance they were doing with hers.

Her hands were greedy as they traveled up his arms, over his shoulders; planting in the hair at the base of his neck and pressing him closer. She wanted more of this, so much more of this. "Harry...." Her voice came out in a small moan, falling into his mouth and making him groan and she wondered if maybe she was making him just as crazy as he was making her.

This moment between them had started out slow and soft, with Harry asking silent permission for his actions. But when she called out his name like that, when she pressed her hands against him like that—his passion was ignited and he gave in to his instincts. Stepping closer to her, his mouth moved over hers, blazing a path across her cheek towards her jaw.

"I have...wanted to do this since..." His mouth blew warm air under her ear as he spoke. "Since you forced me to unload that truck six months ago."

"Oh?" She sighed at the rush she felt as he nipped and sucked at the soft skin of her neck. "You like to be bossed around huh?" Her voice dropped low and heavy. "I should make note of that."

He nodded in agreement; his eyes dancing as he pulled back just enough to smile at her, to offer her this warm, smug, smirk that took over his lips at the idea of her ordering him around. When she smiled back her promise to do just that, his want surged. His large, strong hands moved to her waist. With very little effort he lifted her up off the ground; placing her on the table she had been leaning against, bringing her up to his eye level. Full of desire, he nodded his head. "You really should."

"Mmmm..." She bit at her bottom lip, moving her legs to make room for him between them. His hands ran up and down her thighs as he leaned in and kissed her again. The heat between them was compounding with every stroke of his fingers, with every pass of his lips. Without putting much conscious thought to it, Maddie reached out and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, pulling him tighter to her.

And he went. With a groan his lips moved back to her neck. With a sigh, Maddie let her head fall back, granting him the access he was requesting. As he kissed and caressed his way from her chin to her collar bones, she felt nothing but warmth. Behind her pressed-closed eyelids, she could see nothing but deep, warm colors.

Harry's hands were hot as they slid up her throat, they were gentle when he cupped her face and tipped her head upright. And when he breathed her name against her lips, her eyes drew open and she smiled. When she caught the look in his eyes and her stomach flipped. There was so much going on in those deep blue eyes; it was almost too much to take in.

Their breathing was labored, their hearts pounding and everything around them seemed to have faded into the backs of their minds. Unable to pull her eyes from his, Maddie's hands released the bunch of shirt she had been holding onto and slipped down his chest, over his flat stomach and, with an absolute purpose in mind, she lifted the hem of his shirt. Sucking in a breath, her hands slipped up underneath; skin meeting skin.

And his mouth returned to hers.

His body had a visceral reaction to her touch; his muscles jumping and flexing under her fingers, a groan escaping his mouth, his lips pressing more urgently to hers.

Maddie's heart skipped at his response, her lips curling up into a smile as they kissed his. Spurred on, her fingers continued their glorious walk up his chest, taking the fabric of his shirt with them.