The Adventures of Harry and Me (H.S.)

A New Type of High

"Darling..." Harry releases a small growl at the end of my name, making my body tingle as the wetness pooling between my thighs ruins my expensive knickers. "Wha' do yeh think yer doin'?"

"I wanna join the club!" My voice is soft and seductive as I take his earlobe between my teeth, nibbling softly. I move my lips to his jaw, sucking and kissing as I make my way down his neck.

"The mile high club?" Harry throws his head back, giving me better access to the skin on his throat. "Yeh got ta be takin' the piss. Are yeh serious?" Harry is surprised; I am not typically very spontaneous when it comes to sex, but here I am, straddling my husband while he sits on the couch of a private airplane.

"Mmhmm." My lips hum against his skin. I kiss his collarbone; my fingers find the buttons on his cream color dress shirt, slowly unbuttoning the ones that are still fastened.

"Shit." Harry breathes. I can feel his excitement harden as I lower myself down so I am sitting on his lap. I run my hands up his stomach and to his chest, opening up his shirt. "Yeh ready ta join the club, darling?"

"Yes!" I bite my lip, pushing his shirt off his shoulders. I lean down and attack his nipple with my mouth, drumming my tongue against the hardened bud. Harry lets out a hiss when I bite down slightly on his skin. His reaction makes me smile.

I kiss my way across his chest, leaving a wet path leading me to my treasure. I tease my husband, hovering, my lips above his, pulling back when he attempts to kiss me. His hand grabs my neck, causing our lips to crash together in a kiss that is so passionate I feel my lips burn.

I whimper when I feel his teeth scrape against my bottom lip. My tongue travels through his mouth, investigating the familiar space like it is the first time. His kisses are well known, but this experience of sex on an airplane is all new.

"Mmm baby..." Harry groans as his hands slide under the skirt of my dress, landing on my backside. I feel the metal of his rings against my skin, and it makes my stomach tighten. His hands rub and squeeze as he continues to kiss me with a fire that could light my soul for eternity.

Harry slides his hand along my back and against my thighs. Creeping his fingers up my spine, he finds the zipper on my cream Gucci dress and moves the metal down, taking my dress off slowly. I peel my arms out of the fabric. Pressing my hands against his chest I break our kiss so I can stand up, allowing the expensive article of clothing to fall to the ground and pool at my feet.

"Those are new." The cheeky smile that is spread across my husband's face makes me feel all sorts of tingles between my thighs. I watch as his eyes take in my lingerie, the cream lace fabric resting against my skin softly. "Come 'ere!" Harry reaches out and grabs my hips, bringing my body close to his. I stand between his legs and bite my lip as his hands roam my body.

"Yeh know..." He pauses and his hands find my bra clasp resting in the middle of my back. His fingers pinch the middle and my bra releases, the straps falling down my arms. Harry's mouth falls open slightly as my breasts are exposed. "I have the most beautiful wife in the world." His hands skim across my skin, his fingers landing on my nipples, giving them a small tweak and twist which makes them harden.

"Harry..." I moan, my head falling back at the sensation of his fingers against my nipples. I suck in a breath when I feel his warm mouth against my left nipple, suckling softly and adding in a small nibble. "Baby..." I whimper now that I am putty in his hands. I move my right hand down against my stomach. My fingers pry the waistband of my lace knickers away from my skin and my fingers dance their way down towards my clit.

Harry's tongue paints beautiful circles around my nipple and my fingers follow his pattern against my swollen bud. When he taps his tongue against me in a steady rhythm, I speed up my movements, drawing a figure eight, bringing me closer to the edge.

Harry releases my boob, giving my nipple a soft kiss before drawing his full attention to my breast that is starting to feel left out.

"Take wha' yeh need darling. Wan' Yeh to cum." His voice is like smooth chocolate dripping off a freshly covered strawberry. I feel my stomach tighten, and my breathing becomes labored. I feel my orgasm begin to bloom, the waves of my climax crashing into my body. Harry's hands settle on my hips, holding me steady while I ride out my high.

"We won't be needin' these." Tucking his fingers in my knickers, Harry slides them down my thighs. The fabric falls to the floor. I drop to my knees and move straight for the button on his Gucci trousers. The fabric is checkered with small red hearts scattered around, and it looks amazing on him, but it's starting to look even better as I slide it down his thighs. Lifting his bum, I help Harry strip off his trousers, leaving his socks on his feet.

I kiss softly up his leg, moving to his inner thigh. I make eye contact with my husband as he threads one hand through my hair. I can see the outline of his hard cock under his black boxer briefs, and I don't hold back. I swipe my tongue up the fabric of his pants, wetting the material as I feel the twitch beneath my tongue.

A small groan comes from the most beautiful man in the world as I peel the waistband of his boxer briefs down, allowing his hard cock to breathe.

"Wow!" I whisper. The sight of his hard cock has to be one of the most beautiful sights in the world, and it still takes my breath away. My hand softly grasps his length, running my thumb up to the top, rubbing up and down along the dip.

Harry bites his lip and allows his head to roll back. His hand tightens in my hair when my mouth lands on his head. I take his cock into my mouth painfully slowly, making sure I can feel every vein and ridge that makes his penis so beautiful.

His struggles to hold still, thrusting into my mouth, excited for me to continue. I cup his balls as my mouth ascends up. Rolling his balls in my hand causes Harry to let out a loud moan that makes me worry the pilot might think something is wrong.

"Darling..." His teeth are clenched as I make my way down his hard member again. His hand comes under my jaw, pulling me back up to the top, popping me off and forcing me to look in his eyes. "I need yeh. Right now." His voice is needy, and I can hear the urgency in his words.

"Need to be in me?" I stand, placing my hands on his shoulders; my tongue wets my bottom lip before it is brought into my mouth, my teeth scraping across it seductively.

"More than yeh know." His hands rest along the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. I kneel on the couch, legs on either side of his body. "Look at that, all ready for me." Harry swipes his fingers along my sex, gathering the wetness that has been pooling. Wetting his cock with the liquid on his fingers, he lines himself up ready to enter.

"Hey, I love you." I say before capturing his mouth in a kiss. I lower my body down, taking his cock inside me slow and deep. My insides tighten around his length, I pause, allowing my body to relax. Harry places his hands on my hips, keeping me steady when I start to move.

"I love you so much." Harry says into my mouth as I grind my body against his. The connection I feel when Harry is inside me is unlike anything I have ever felt. It is a feeling I hope I will experience even when we are old and grey.

Harry's moves his hand across my stomach, finding its home on my clit, bringing me to the edge once more. I feel his breathing pick up as I speed my movements.

"I'm gonna..." His explosion takes over his body before he can finish his sentence, which in turn pushes me over the edge. My body crashing into his has me experiencing a high unlike any other.

I feel his fingers tickle up my back as we allow our bodies to calm down. Our breathing starts to normalize. Harry turns his head, kissing my temple in the most tender way.

"Welcome to the club, babe." He says with a small chuckle.

"I love you!" I say, lifting my head off his chest and kissing his lips sweetly; tasting him against my lips makes my heart feel warm. "That was one hell of a welcome."