Criminal

Chapter 24

I broke my daze and I focused on what was really going on. Harry and I were actually going to have sex. If you asked me a few months ago what I would be doing, if probably say doing chores or something. Never would I say that I'd be having sex with a guy I was falling in love with.

Harry kissed down my body and I felt shudders rush through me at his touch. I felt him move around me and he grasped my bare bottom. Holy cow.

We stood up touching each other until he broke away and I smiled at his eyes which were wild, as always. He grabbed my hand and led me over to the blanket laying in the other room. I grinned and he lightly laid me down.

Harry got on top of me and kissed me lightly and I pushed him up a bit.
I was ready.

"Are you sure you're ready?" Harry asked, obviously unsure of this.

I nodded. I needed this.

"Caroline," he muttered and I pulled his face down and lost myself in his kiss. He reached over and I realized he grabbed a condom. He unwrapped the little foil and slid it onto his beaming erection.

I gasped at the size and length but he just lightly touched my thigh.

"You expand as well," he said and I laughed nervously. This was literally a huge moment for me, but I wanted it to be with Harry.

He was staring into my eyes when I blinked a few times, wondering what the wait was for.

"You really want this?"

"Please."

He grinned. "Pull your knees up."

I obeyed him and he got closer to me.

"I'm going to fuck you now Caroline," Harry said and I felt sparks through my whole entire body. He slammed into me in one push and I cried out, covering my mouth with my hands.

"You're so fucking.." Harry gasped. "Tight. You okay?"

I nodded and released my hands, resting them on Harry's hands which were right by my sides.

"I'm going to go slow, baby," he muttered and I felt his voice shaking.

Oh my gosh. He breathed hard and pushes in again. I moaned out loud and he grips onto my hands.

"Caroline are you okay?" He asks, his voice tight.

"Yes," I murmur and his eyes close tight, repeating and this time he doesn't check if I'm okay. He keeps going in and out and it starts to feel better as he goes on.

He moves so he's more on top of me, and he lightly presses his lips to my cheek. I can feel the body heat between us, but it doesn't affect me.

"I'm going to come," he moans and soon he is calling out my name and thrusting hard inside of me.

I felt the energy and I stifled my loud breathing as I noticed I just orgasmed as well. I opened my eyes to see Harry already laying on his side next to me, our breaths in sync.

He lightly grazed my jaw with a his fingers. "Did I hurt you?" I have to grin.

"You could never hurt me," I said and I meant it. My limbs were weak, but extremely relaxed at the moment.

He kissed me lightly. "But seriously, are you okay?"

I rested my arm on his hip that was sticking up. "Harry I want you to fuck me again," I whispered and his eyes went wild.

He sits up and without a word, he readjusts me and he is behind me now, I am on my hands and knees.

He holds my hips in place as he starts to move around, close to being inside me again. He bends over me and I feel his unsteady breathing against my cheek.

"You are mine," he said softly. "Only mine. Don't forget it." His voice is like a song. I love it.

After everything happened, Harry wrapped his arms around me as held me close. We were both breathing heavily, but it was romantic.

Harry was stroking my hair and planting kisses on my forehead when I looked up and smiled at him.

"Are you okay?" He asked once again.

"Fine," I said for the last time and kissed his collarbone.

I was drifting off, but I swear that I heard him tell me he loves me.

I woke up and it was still dark out. Harry was sprawled across the floor, his arm still around me. I smiled and sat up.

I walked over to my clothes and put my underwear and bra on. Harry set up a blanket and such to sleep on, it was nice.

He moved his arm around and when he realized I wasn't there he sprang up. "Caroline?!"

"Shhh, I'm right here," I said softly. I bent down and hugged him around the shoulders.

He was panting and I smoothed his hair. He leaned onto me and I realized there was sweat on his forehead. "Harry are you okay?"

"I thought you left, sorry," he said in a little voice.

I kissed his cheek and he sat up.

"One direction has a concert here in a few days," he said and I felt my heart leap.

"Really? Why didn't you tell me?"

He shrugged. "I don't know it doesn't really matter."

I focused on my hands, I didn't want to look into his eyes. It makes me nervous. "Right," I said and he stood up and pulled his underwear on.

"What are you doing?" I asked and I could see through the little bit of light that his eyes were red.

"Were leaving," he said and I nodded slowly.

"To where?"

"Anywhere but here," he said and pulled his shirt over his head.

"But why?"

"Because Caroline, I'm not letting you deal with that house when we get back," he said and I leaned back quickly as if I were backing away from a side kick.

"What do you mean?" I really had no idea. I didn't tell him anything negative

"I heard you talking about Fay," he said and grinned. "I didn't sleep with her because I loved her, I did it because she said shed leave you alone."

I felt a sting in my chest of the idea of him sleeping with her. Anyone but me really. I was still confused.

"I never talk negatively about Fay."

He let out a laugh as he pulled his skinny jeans up his legs. "Caroline you sleep talk every single night," he said and I covered my mouth.

"I thought I got over that!" I shrieked and he let out a hand for me to stand up. I grabbed his hand and he shook his head as he yanked me up.

"Not over it yet," Harry said and I blushed as I pulled my shorts on.

I started to put his hoodie on when I caught him smiling. "huh?" I asked playfully and he shook his head.

"Nothing," he said and I raised my eyebrow.

"I doubt it's nothing," I said and he grabbed my hand. I twirled into his arms and he embraced me. I looked up and when our eyes met he winked and kissed me.

I smiled and bent down to put my shoes on.

"If you ever.. Ever want to go home, you can tell me," Harry said softly and I froze in my tracks.

I stood up and I searched for his face, although it was dark. "Home?" I asked and he swallowed hard. I could hear it.

"Your, uh, dreams."

I nodded slowly and bent down to finish tying my shoes. So he knows everything I dream about? I don't know if that's a very good thing. In fact, that may be a bad thing. It's like he can see inside of my head.

"You are my home," I said softly and I swear I heard him agree.

That's right, I'm in love with a criminal.