Where Do Broken Hearts Go? | Unexpected Series Book One

Chapter 79: Weird Dicks and Little Bubbles

Beth's POV

Even though it's typical winter weather outside, biting winds and bitter cold, here in Harry's bedroom...

It's anything but.

His skin is hot against mine as he lays his body over me and I welcome it as my legs wrap around his and my hands gently hold his face in them.

I run my thumb over his lips before he captures it between his teeth, playfully biting and growling, causing me to laugh before he sighs and leans his head to the side and smiles down at me.

"What?" I ask, feeling a little bit self-conscious under his intense gaze.

But he doesn't say anything.

His hand smooths down the hair from the side of my face before he leans down and places his lips on my forehead, leaving them there in a long, lingering kiss.

"I..." he whispers against my skin before nuzzling my cheek with his, sighing loudly.

I gently run my hands up and down the smooth skin of his back.

"What is it Harry?" I ask.

Maybe he's doesn't want to do this.

Maybe he's having second thoughts.

Maybe he's-

"You feel like home," he suddenly blurts out.

Oh.

My eyes widen and I stop stroking his back as he pulls his head up to look at me.

"Just," he begins, "I've always been happy with everything I have, I mean, I've been so incredibly fortunate and I've loved every minute of it," he pauses for a moment, "but you make me so happy in a different way."

"Well it would be hard for anyone not to be enamoured by you Harry," I reply, "you're an extremely captivating person."

He smiles at me, almost shyly.

"Yeah, but you see me just for me," he says, "there's a difference."

I watch his lips as he talks and I start to bite my own as I think about them on mine.

"What are you thinking about?" he asks, a quizzical look on his face.

Shit.

"You," I reply, which earns me a smile, "well, actually, your lips..." I trail off.

Which now earns me a smirk.

"Were you now?" he asks, "and what exactly were you thinking about regarding my lips?"

Cheeky bugger.

"Hmmm...how nice they are and how much I like them," I reply.

"Good to know," he says as he leans down to kiss me, both of us sighing at the contact.

It's slow, sweet and unhurried as I gently run my fingertips along his spine and down across his bottom, feeling him shiver against me.

So I do it again.

And I'm rewarded with a moan that catches in his throat.

Third times the charm right?

I run my fingers down again, letting them glide gently over the sides of his thighs and coming back up over his bottom, specifically dipping between the cheeks.

The hand that cradles my face grips my hair in his fist and the moan that I previously heard turns into a growl as he pushes his tongue into my mouth.  I eagerly welcome it as my hands run up his back and into his soft, curly locks and his hips move against me and I gasp as his already hard cock rubs over my clit.