Orphan

Chapter 30

Kiss me." I whispered more to myself than him, hoping this would clear my head. Maybe this would be the start of something better. Something different. Maybe if I did this, I'd be able to live with him… with all of them.

I, at the very least, had to try.

His stare never moved from mine and in that moment he wasn't the person I thought he was. He was someone completely different. He took hold of my hand and placed his lips to mine, I carefully kissed him back while he held my hands pinned beside my head. This time he was giving me the freedom to move, I wasn't being forced in one place on the bed. His lips moved from mine to the delicate skin which covered my neck, it was gentle yet fierce. I felt an immense pressure balled up in my stomach as he started to grind his hips to mine. This was getting strange, but I had to open myself up to this if its what I had to live with.

As he bit down on my neck sucking the sensitive spot I let out an involuntary moan. Which only seemed to urge him on more. My breathing increased as I started to arch my body against his, his warm skin pressed to mine. Our lips attached again, this time with more of an urgency, a hunger. His tongue taking complete control of me. "Harry we've got to go. Security is low in town, the house is open." Niall's voice boomed from behind the door, with a loud knock soon to follow. I sighed, as did Harry; his grip on my body loosening. I knew exactly what they were talking about.

Abigail's grandfathers house. They were going to get the job done. "Can it wait?" Harry mumbled sitting up on the bed as he awaited the response, though I think we both knew what the answer was. "No. This is the only chance we'll get until who knows when. Its now or possibly never." Niall sighed getting quite annoyed himself with the lack of speed in Harry's movements.

"I'll be out in five." He said swiftly and stood to his feet. I can't let them do this, not again it would crush her. I needed to stop it. "Harry..." I spoke softly as his head turned to me. "What?" He asked grabbing his clothes as I stood up and walked carefully over to him. "Stay. Please?" I frowned taking hold of his hands and putting his clothes down slowly. He looked me over once and then contemplated.

I placed his hand on my hip, he reacted, holding my waist with both his hands. "Please." I breathed out walking backwards sitting on the bed and pulling him down on me slowly. He was confused. He was intrigued, but I could see it in his eyes, he was completely stunned. I stared at him shortly as we lay there, him above me as I mentally prayed he wouldn't be mad at me for stopping his work. "Niall we'll leave it for now." he called out as shuffling was heard, then a loud 'what?!' "Harry. Mate. I don't think you unders-"

"-I said no." Harry reprimanded as his voice boomed throughout the walls and bounced off of them. A sigh was heard. Then silence. It was back to being just us.

"Be gentle. Please." I whispered into his hair, pulling him against me while he lifted my leg around his body. He froze for a while as if registering what I had just said.

Then began to kiss my jaw, up to my ear running his hands across my body softly as he lifted the sheets over us. Massaging and stimulating all my pressure points.

Making sure I was ready for him, before he did anything further. My eyes shut tightly as my lips slightly parted while he slid into me and I soon regained my breath. My moans were silenced by his tender lips pressed to mine in a gentle dance. Soon I gained a steady rhythm as our bodies became one, this time though it was different. Completely. He had taken everything from me before. And now I felt like I was taking a piece of him.

My body tensed as my nails dragged across the sheets and a high pitched moan left my mouth while the beads of sweat trickled down our bodies and I reached my high for the first time since I had met him.

We continued slowly as his jaw clenched and he collapsed tiredly beside me. I breathed heavily holding onto the sheets, suddenly feeling an overwhelming insecurity over myself. "Are you okay?" He spoke up finally after a moment of pure silence, not a breeze was heard. "Yes. Sorry I made you stay." I apologized, ashamed of my actions. "You didn't make me do anything." he corrected sitting up straight. "I...okay." I sighed tying up my hair and getting up before being tugged back by my wrist. "Stay." He sighed and a sense of déjà vu filled the air, I couldn't help but smile slightly as he pulled the same face I had when I had asked him to stay. "Okay." I mumbled sitting back down as he pulled me close.