Stranded

Chapter 59

Songs for this chapter:
Adore You~ Miley Cyrus(I don't particularly like her but this song is amazing!)

Crazier~ Taylor Swift

~Harry's POV~

I continue to brush my nose up and down the length of her neck, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

"You're so damn frustrating, Cassidy Rose Pryce." I mumble against her neck, leaving soft kisses to her flawless skin. "Does this feel good?" I ask and she nods. I push my crotch into her again. "I didn't hear you, babe."

"Yes." she breathily answers. I spin her around to face me and lift her chin up with my fingers. Her eyes are soft and innocent, but wild and lustful at the same time. I don't hesitate to unite our lips in a passionate kiss.

My hands rest on her hips, her hands around my biceps. I pull her closer to my body just as her phone rings.

"I should probably get that." she mumbles against my mouth and I nod, but neither of us make a move to get the damn phone.

"It could be someone...someone.important like..." she breathily says and I continue to nod even though I'm not really processing her words. I'm too preoccupied with the sound of her slightly shaky words and kissing all of her soft, flawless skin. "Like my...my friend Blane." she finally finishes her sentence. "You remember her right?"

"Mmhmm." I mumble against her neck and she shivers.

"Well she...she uh she..." she stumbles over her words.

"She what?" I lowly whisper and gently nip at her earlobe.

"I don't remember." she admits. "Or it could be Rebecca. You know she uhm...she went missing."

"Did she now?"

"Yeah. She did and she could be in...in trouble again." she rambles on and I lightly press my forehead to hers, both our eyes closed. I ghost my lips over hers, barely touching. That damn phone still hasn't stopped ringing and if my mind wasn't preoccupied at the moment I would throw the fucking thing against the damn wall without hesitation.

"Then you should probably answer it." I whisper.

"Yeah, I should." she whispers and tries to press her lips to mine but I pull mine back just a fraction, leaving her wanting. "Or I could uh...you could..." I've never seen her so out of her element. Not sassy, but she still has that ever-burning flame.
"I could what?" I ghost my lips closer to hers.

"Well I mean...we could play a game?" she whispers and I go back to grazing her neck with my lips.

"What kind of game?" I ask, hot breath fanning over her exposed skin and goosebumps appear almost immediately after. I'm so fucking happy I still have this effect on her. If I didn't, I think I would go crazy.

"We could play charades or...Monopoly."

"I suck at both those games."

"Me too." she says. "Then maybe we could watch a movie? Or go out to...to dinner. There's this uh really good new restaurant a couple blocks from here." her breath hitches as my lips attack themselves to the spot right underneath her right ear, the spot that makes her go bat shit crazy.

"I'm not hungry." I mumble. "And I'd much rather stay here."

"Then what do you suggest we do?"she breathily asks, still not daring to open her eyes.

"I know what I'd like to do." I say. "But tell me what you reallywant, baby." I encourage her.

"You." she leans her body in towards me, leaning on me for support.