*Harry's POV*
Obnoxious buzzing jerked me awake, glancing around I realized it was my iPhone on the nightstand. Groaning, I gently rolled to avoid waking sleeping beauty and held the power button until the phone finally fell silent.
Sighing I rolled back into Willow and wrapped her tiny body in my arms, cuddling her to my chest and breathing in her intoxicating scent.
The soft smell of lavender had become a smell that soothes me, putting me at peace, knowing my whole world is right there.
Glancing down, I watched her frown in her sleep and move closer, searching for body heat or searching for me.
"You'll never know just how much I love you" I whispered, planting soft kisses across her forehead and closing my eyes, willing myself to absorb every second of this paradise. "I love you more than the moon loves the sun," I murmured,"more than the forest loves the rain...my sweet sweet flower."
Listening to her breathing, it began to dawn on me how much this woman had begun to mean to me, my entire business could collapse tomorrow but as long as I could still make her happy...it would all be okay.
The thought of losing her...of ever making her unhappy...my chest ached at even the mention.
"I can feel you staring." She murmured, her voice raspy from sleep and her eyes still closed.
"I would apologize," I chuckled, kissing her forehead once more,"but I'm not sorry."
"Watching me sleep now, are we?" Willow giggled, pressing her head further into my chest.
"That would imply that it's a new found habit," I responded.
"You sir, are a creepy man."
"Am I?" I questioning, rolling until I rested on my elbows, my body trapping hers to the mattress.
"Yes," she answered, reaching up and running her fingers through my hair, fondly, "a creepy man that has captured the entirety of my heart."
"I adore you," I whispered, leaning down and letting my curls tickle her dimpled cheeks.
"I admire you." She whispered back, scrunching her cute little nose up.
"I love you...god! How I love you!"
"I love you so much more," She murmured, pressing her lips to my collarbone and running her teeth across my skin.
"Baby," I gasped, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip and gripping her hips, "What are you-,"
"Shh," Willow whispered, pushing me over and straddling my hips, "let me love you."
Smirking down at me, She took my hands in her much smaller ones and placed them above my head, gesturing for me to grip the headboard. "Keep them there."
"But I want to touch you." I groaned, my dick instantly twitching and hardening underneath her.
"I want to feel you," she said, silencing my arguments and beginning to run her hands along my ink covered skin, down my abdomen and back up again. When she had brushed her soft hands across every inch of my exposed skin, she leaned forward and began to pepper soft kisses wherever she saw fit. Lingering her lips on the tattoos she's particularly fond of, she began shifting her body down mine until her clothed crotch rested directly over my almost throbbing erection.
My eyes followed Willow's hands with longing, widening when she reached down and tugged her panties to the side, "Wh-." Choking on my words, I watched her sink down onto me, stopping only when every inch of me was nestled inside her. but that's where she stopped, torturing me with the feeling of being inside her but staying completely still, simply closing her eyes resting on top of me.
"Baby-."
"Shh," She shook her head, her eyes remaining shut, "I'll move but right now I just want to feel all of you ...I want to feel you inside me."
Jaw almost dropping, I laid back and gripped the headboard like a lifeline, holding on with all the willpower inside of me not to thrust my hips up.
She's so soft...so warm...and just dripping around me.
"You're going to be the death of me." I moaned, shoving my head back further into the pillows.
"you're so big," She sighed, so quietly I almost didn't hear her, "so hard...it makes my body ache but I love it, I love it so much...being reminded of you...of what you can do to me...of how you make me feel...it's like a drug."
How? She was just talking. Nothing but the words spilling from her lips and I was gripping the headboard until my knuckles went white and I had to clench my eyes shut.
Leaning forward, Willow arched her back and scraped her nails down my chest, never moving her hips more than an inch "There's not a second in the day that I don't want to rip your clothes off and have you inside me...in the bedroom, in the kitchen, over the couch, anywhere I can bend over I can't help but fantasize about you-."
Her voice was muffled by the deep groan that escaped my lips as I shocked us both and released everything inside me, spilling up into her and feeling it drip back down in between our bodies.
"Harry!" Willow giggled, "you got my panties dirty!" She exclaimed, her voice still low like it always seems to get when she enters any level of her euphoric state.
Resurfacing, I chuckled and flipped us over. "Sorry love, I'll take them off for you."
A/N
This is kinda different but it was a random thought I had and just kinda mde into a scene, I apologize if it sucks lol but another update will be coming soon
I love you all so vv much, Emma
