Blinded by You

Chapter Twenty Five- You still have to squeeze into your jeans

HARRY'S POV:

Walking with her toward the guest house through the cold, we were immediately surrounded by warmth as the door to the guest house closed behind us. Slipping out of her boots, Ellen smiled at me.

"C'mere," she murmured, her voice sultry and her arms wrapping around my neck.

"Have you been drinking?" I teased as she kissed my jawline, moving down to my neck.

"I'm probably buzzed off the pain medication. But, I'm fine." Her hands ran under my scarf, pulling it off before removing my jacket as well.

"Silly girl." Chuckling as she possessively undressed me, her cool hands teasingly ran over my torso. As I undressed her, it was almost like it was the first time I'd ever seen a girl in a bra and underwear. Walking toward the bedroom, my eyes followed down her tan back and legs as she walked ahead of me.

"Oh my God," she groaned. "Is this really what I look like?!" Her forehead creased and she ran her hands over her stomach. "I'm a fucking whale. Jesus Christ. I mean. Look, I'm so sorry you've had to lift me up."

"Elle," I laughed and wrapped my arms around her waist, hugging her from behind. "You're beautiful. I promise I'm not just saying that." Her tummy and curves were something I adored about her.

"I need to work out more."

"Right now, you just need to calm down." My voice was barely a whisper as I kissed her temple, tuning her around toward me. Her hands ran through my hair and I closed my eyes as I tried to hold back a moan. Pulling off the rest of our clothes, my hands loosely gripped her warm, slightly squishy hips and I smiled into our kiss as we walked toward the shower.

"At least it's big enough for the both of us," she breathed wrapping her legs around my waist as I turned on the water. Speechless, I pulled her under the hot water, watching the water cascade over her like a fat kid in a candy store.

"Still want to go slow?" I teased, softly running my hands over her warm tummy.

"I'm on my fucking period. God almighty," she groaned, looking down at the shower floor. Way to cock block me, mate.

"Ellen, why don't we just wash up, you lay down, and it come back over soon?" I suggested, trying to hide my now blue balls.

"No," she pouted. "I don't want you to leave, but apparently Mother Nature does."

"It's okay, my darling. For now, I'm going to let you shower," I smiled, kissing her forehead and stepping out before grabbing a towel. Walking toward my clothes scattered on the ground, u picked them up and put them back on. After what seemed like 10 hours, Ellen finally came out of the bathroom.

"I'm ugly," she groaned, plopping down on the bed.

"I'm gonna go, but I'll be back soon and I can rub your tummy. Okay?"

"Okay," she sniffled. Good lord, she was hormonal.

"Bye, gorgeous," I chuckled, kissing her forehead and walking toward the door with a small smile that she was all mine.