Picture Perfect

Chapter 8

                   

VICTORIA'S POV:

I am in a deep sleep but I feel the weight shift on the bed.  I'm groggy but I feel it.

"I've been thinking about you for the last hour" he says. "I can't sleep."

The voice is familiar and I need it in my ears.  I desire him in my bed. I shift closer until I can feel the heat of his body. I feel the electricity emanating from him, it feels like a constant buzzing through my entire being.

I feel his lips against my neck, soft and demanding.  Then his lips are dragging down my chest, between my breasts until he stops at my nipples.  He's aggressive and precise.  I moan in pleasure at the pleasure and sensation.

His lips move down further, to my stomach and my belly button.  I crave his touch.  I feel the fire burning in my core.  I need more.

"I know you want me, even though you pretend you only want to be friends, but you're trembling underneath my touch" his deep voice resonates in my ears.

"I do want you, please don't stop" I whisper in a needy voice.

"I have no intention of stopping" he says, his voice full of need.

His lips continue moving down my body until he's nearly there, there where I need him most.

"Please, Harry."

"Say it again, angel.  I love hearing your words" he demands.

"Please" I beg, my hands grasping his hair.

"You're so wet, angel.  Do you know how sexy this is?"

"You think I'm sexy?"

"Yes.  This, is so sexy, how wet you are.  Is this all for me?"

"Yes, Harry.  This is all for you" I moan as his tongue finally reaches me where I need him.

His tongue licks me up and down, his tongue slides over my clit.  I can feel the pressure building in me.  My legs are beginning to shake as my orgasm washes over me.  He continues to lick me through the orgasm until my body stops shaking.

I tug at his shoulders, pulling him towards my head. 

"Please kiss me, Harry."

"Yes, angel" he says as his lips now crush against mine.  His body is now on top of me, warm, hard and in just the way I need him.

I drag one hand down his chiseled abs and down beneath his belly button, brushing against the soft tuft of hair above his cock.  His moan of approval makes me braver, I reach for him.  His skin is soft but he is so hard, hard for me.  I wrap my hand around his cock, teasing his tip, feeling the bead of precum.

He takes my hands and places them above my head, holding them in place with one hand.  His long fingers holding me gently but firmly.

"Tell me you want this, Toni.  Tell me you need me inside you, making you feel all the pleasure you deserve" he commands.  "I need to hear the words from your lips, angel.  Do you want this?"

"Yes, Harry.  Please, please fuck me" I plead as I spread my legs as he shifts into position.  His brilliant green eyes staring at me, wild with lust.

He's almost there...almost...

I hear a knock on the door.  I wake up, I'm alone in my bed and Harry is knocking on my door as I am trying to catch my breath.

"Toni, are you okay?" Harry says in a concerned voice.  "I thought I heard you crying out."

AN:  I know, it's short and a tease.  I couldn't help myself.  Let me know what your feelings on it.