Insecure

Baby I'd give you my world*

You Can Go Your Own Way - Fleetwood Mac

Sara-

If I said Harry's talk with my sister didn't put a damper on the rest of the trip, I'd be lying. It's almost as if he feels like he's going to lose me or something but I'm not going anywhere. We spent our final day on the beach feet from our room and then our final night in bed watching Titanic which I've come to find it is Harry's favorite movie. He said there was something so romantic about Rose changing her name in the end, also that their love was a love of a lifetime. One that survived even death, he added as he looked deep into my eyes.

It was then that I felt a feeling I had never felt before, yes he had made my stomach flutter but this time it was my heart. But it wasn't just fluttering, it was warm and my heartrate increased also. Almost as if I was having an emotional heart attack or something. It also resulted in the most passionate night of sex I have ever experienced.

Now I laid here in Harry's arms completely bare as he snores softly, it's now that I especially wish I could say those three simple words. Words that I feel but can't say, words that scare the living shit out of me but I know he craves them desperately. I do love Harry, I love him more then I have ever loved anyone in my entire life. 

Even myself.

So instead of lying here wishing I could say those three simple but terrifying words, I show him by brushing my lips against his soft pink ones. "Mm good morning." Harry whispers in his sexy sleepy rasp that has quickly become my most favorite sound in the entire world. "What time is it?"

"It's fifteen past noon." I reply.

"Shit, we have to hit the road by two." He curses.

"Order some room service and join me in the shower then." I wink before pulling my body from his, Harry whimpers as I sway my hips and start up the in room shower. He grabs the phone and shouts inaudibly as the hot water pours over my body, after a few minutes the door opens and I'm no longer alone in the glass stall. "Took you long enough." I purr as I glance at him over my shoulder, Harry wraps his arms around me and kisses my shoulder before snaking his hand around my front and teasing my clit.

"I love you." He whispers huskily in my ear before sliding into me causing me to cry out in pleasure, Harry doesn't even give me a change to respond as he pins me against the glass wall and pounds into me mercilessly. His fingers and throbbing manhood have me coming unraveled within minutes, I whimper as he pulls himself from me before spinning me and pinning me against the glass wall.

Harry kisses me hungrily as his large hands slide down the back of my thighs, he lifts me up before sliding back into me without breaking the kiss. "You feel so good baby." He whispers against my lips. 

It doesn't matter how many times we have sex, it's always new and always thrilling. Nothing ever feels the same, nothing ever gets boring. The change in position makes it feel so much more intimate as our bodies collide together. "God yes Harry." I groan as his moments apply a delicious pressure on my sensitive nub. 

My nails dig into his shoulders and he pulls his lip between his teeth as my moans grow louder and louder until my orgasm shatters through me causing me to squeeze around him. "Fuck Sara." Harry moans as he spills inside me, he kisses me gently before setting me down. "You ok?" He asks and I nod.

"I'm perfect Harry." I reply softly as I brush a curl out of his face. 

**

After room service arrived we packed up the things we bought and called a bellboy to bring them to the front desk where they would be shipped to us. it's a chilly fall day so I slid on one of Harry's hoodies over my bra and some leggings before tugging on my boots. "Ready to go?" Harry asks as he pulls on his red flannel over a white shirt, his normal skinny jeans and boots.