Her Deliverance (vol. 2) ON HOLD

Forty-five

Gotta post that birthday selfie.

And I don't care how basic it is, I HAVE to say it...

I'm feelin' 22. 🤷🏻‍♀️🎉🎂

Thank you to those of you who sent birthday wishes yesterday! Love you guys. Enjoy ❤

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E m m e l i n e

Waking up, the first thought I had was that last night had all been a dream. Hearing Harry say those three words I'd been dying to say out loud for weeks, had been a figment of my imagination. It seemed impossible that he'd actually ever reciprocate my love for him, but when I blinked the blurriness from my eyes, my gaze fell onto the hand lying limply on the bed right in front of my bare chest. The black inked cross blaring at me, screaming that 'no it wasn't a dream'.

A slow grin pulled at my lips, a blush spreading over my cheeks as I brought my thumb to his hand. I ran it over his inked skin, tracing the tattoo with my lip between my teeth as I reminisced the time he told me the meaning behind it. Another caress to his hand and I felt him stirring behind me, his arms tightening around my waist and confirming that I'd waken him.

"Sorry." I whispered when I heard his breathing become more regular. He groaned into the pillow behind my head before he shifted his body closer to my back. His skin felt hot and my lower region clenched the moment I felt his hardness poking at my ass.

"Don't be. I like when you do that." He spoke into my neck, his voice low and raspy from sleep. The hand I had been previously touching moved to cup my breast and I inhaled quickly when he squeezed gently. "Just checking that you're real and that last night wasn't a dream," he sighed and released me. "It wasn't."

"No, it wasn't." I smiled and turned my head to the side just after he kissed my shoulder. Green sleepy eyes met my brown ones and he grinned cutely, closing the space between us to place a gentle kiss to my lips.
I sealed my mouth close to hide my morning breath.

"Mmph," he grunted against my mouth when I refused to open it, pulling back to look me in the eye.
"Let me kiss you."

I pulled my hand over my mouth and shook my head. "Let me brush my teeth first."

"Baby, I love you. You think I care about that?" He asked and my heart soared at the sound of those three words again. His smile grew and I knew the look on my face was giving away how much I truly loved the sound of that. Before I could move, he dove in to kiss me again but I abruptly turned my head and gave him my cheek instead. I laughed when he grumbled against my skin, my hand still clamped over my mouth as he moved his kisses to my jaw.

"You like when I say that, don't you?" He mumbled and I nodded. His hand on my waist slid to my
hip, trying to turn me properly around to face him but I rolled back onto my side, giving him my back. I giggled, hearing him whine like a child until he hugged me.

"Yes." I finally answered after he playfully bit my shoulder. His hands splayed over my tummy and for once, I didn't shrink away or feel self-conscious that he was currently touching the little fat there. The only thing I felt in that moment was love. I felt loved.

He hummed, lips kissing my shoulder. "I love you." He said again, placing more kisses over my skin until his mouth was at the nape of my neck. "So much."

"I love you too." I whispered, a gasp leaving my mouth right after when his fingers found their way between my legs. They circled my sensitive bundle of nerves, slow and with meaning. I shifted my legs a little to allow him more access and the action caused my backside to rub against his front. My need for him grew immensely and Harry groaned, slipping his fingers between my wet folds only to disappear inside me seconds later.