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

You Will Find Me

"Oh.... right the... Harry... don't stop." My hand shifts to his head of curls as his tongue moves faster against my swollen clit. The sensation is unbelievable and he has found the perfect spot, flicking my sensitive bud back and forth. "Pleaseeeee..." I whine; his fingers insert inside me and my insides contract. I lean against the back of the overstuffed chair; a whimper releases behind the bite I have on my bottom lip.

My breathing increases as he pumps his fingers inside me and moves his tongue faster than I ever thought possible. My stomach tightens, and I feel my orgasm building, making my body warm, preparing for a moment of ecstasy. His mouth attaches to my clit, sucking at an intensity that brings me over the edge. My thighs close on his head, and I ride out my high against his mouth.

"Holy...." I can't even form a sentence as he kisses the inside of my thigh before slowly sliding his fingers out of me.

"That was fun." Harry smirks at me before sucking his long fingers into his mouth, cleaning them off as if it was his dessert after a five star meal.

"Don't think I can walk after that." I say, grabbing the sides of my silk robe, wrapping the purple material around my body, tying the ribbon into a knot, holding it in place.

"No need to, darling." Harry stands from his position on the floor, and tucks one arm under my legs and the other around my back, lifting me up into his arms. Placing me on our bed, he gives me a soft kiss on my lips. I can still taste myself on him, and it makes me want to start all over again.

"Hey." He looks at me, his eyes locked tight on mine as if he is trying to ingrain them in his memory. "I love yeh." He kisses me again; this time the kiss is longer, but still soft and tender. I'm gonna miss his kisses. The thought of not having them makes me want to cry.

"I love you too." I reply as he breaks our seal. I watch his eyebrows rise and a smile slide onto his face.

"Gonna get a snack. Wait here. Don't move." His expression is extremely cheeky, and I smack his bum as he walks away from the bed and out of the room.

I draw in a deep breath and try to control my emotions. 17 hours. That's all I have. 17 hours and then he is on a plane to Australia to finish out his tour. Without me. These past two weeks have been absolutely amazing having him home. But I'm not ready for him to leave again.

I'm brought out of my head when I hear the clinking of a spoon against a bowl. Scratching his tummy, Harry's cheeks are puffed out with cereal as he walks towards the bed. Handing me the bowl, I take a bite of cereal while he climbs on the mattress, crossing his legs comfortably.

"Apple Cinnamon Cheerios?" I am shocked at what is currently gracing my tongue with its presence.

"Yes. Apple. Cinnamon. Cheerios." He taps my nose between each word, then takes the bowl from my grasp, and ushers another spoonful into his mouth. His smile is adorable as I can hear the crunch with each bite.

"When did you buy these?" I say, leaning forward and taking the spoon from his hand, giving myself another bite of the best cereal in the world.

"Yesterday. Figured you might want some comfort food." He shrugs his shoulders, and my heart breaks into a million pieces. He knows this isn't going to be easy. These last two weeks have been heaven for both of us, and I can tell he isn't excited about leaving either.

"I'm gonna miss you." I am quiet with my words. They aren't fun to say, but needed. I trace his tiger tattoo with my finger, imprinting every stroke of ink into my brain. The crunching has come to a halt, and I hear the bowl being set on the nightstand next to the bed.

I refuse to make eye contact because I know I will burst into tears if I do. I feel his body shift, moving towards mine. His arms wrap around me in an embrace that feels warm and safe. A place I want to experience for the rest of my existence.