Where Do Broken Hearts Go? | Unexpected Series Book One

Chapter 80: Swinging Balls and Second Rounds

Harry's POV

I'm so aware of Beth's skin against mine, how hot it already feels.

And it's not like we haven't been naked together before, but knowing that she's ready makes me both nervous and excited at the same time.

I want to do this right for her and not disappoint her and at the same time, I'm beyond excited having waited for her.

She already feels wet against my cock and seriously, I could just rub myself against her for a few minutes and I'm sure that would be all it'd take for me to come like a teenage boy.

Part of me is waiting for her to change her mind and stop me and as frustrating as it would be, I would completely understand but then her legs wrap around me and her hands gently hold my face as she looks up at me.

Beth moves her hand so her thumb traces over my mouth and I quickly move and playfully bite it, causing her to jump in fright and giggle.

I let out a sigh and lean my head to the side, smiling down at her.

I feel like the luckiest man in the world right now.

Beth stops giggling and bites down on her bottom lip as she gazes back at me.

"What?" she asks, almost shyly.

I can't even begin to put into words how much I love her at this very moment.

It might scare her as much as it kind of scares me.

I run my hand down the side of her face, smoothing her hair before I lean down and place a kiss on her forehead.

"I..." I whisper then hesitate before nuzzling my cheek with hers, a loud sigh coming from me.

Beth begins to gently run her hands up and down my back and it instantly calms me.

"What is it Harry?" she asks.

Everything.

You're everything.

"You feel like home," I suddenly blurt out.

Her eyes widen and her hands stop moving over my back.

Great.

You've fucked it up now Harold.

I pull my head back away from Beth and reluctantly look down at her.

"Just," I begin, "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," I pause 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," she replies very matter of fact, "you're an extremely captivating person."

Sometimes I don't see why people would be, to be honest.

"Yeah, but you see me just for me," I say, "there's a difference."

I'm about to continue and try and put my jumbled thoughts into words when I see her start to bite her bottom lip and look at mine as she does so.

Somehow, I don't think she's concentrating on what I'm saying anymore.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask, wondering what's going on in her head.

"You," she replies, which makes me break out into a smile, "well, actually, your lips..." she trails off.

Is that right?

And I would be perfectly happy to put those lips anywhere she wants me to.

"Were you now?" I ask, "and what exactly were you thinking about regarding my lips?"