Chapter42

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KENDALLS POV:

Everything was coming together. I'm so so happy.

At the moment, harry was upstairs painting the twins rooms. We decided to keep this house. We've got so much going on lately, we cannot deal with the stress of moving house.

Me and harry have done everything together these past 2days. We went beach. We went for a meal, and on a boat trip. I've never been this happy.

I was downstairs washing some dishes.

I know what you're thinking..

Why does a top celebrity have to do dishes?

Well, I honestly hate being famous. Just because I model, and I'm good at it makes me popular? It's probably from my mum.

I always try to be as normal as I can. Act like I'm not the only important person in the world. I'm doing this for my children and harry.

This is for them all. I love them with all my heart, and I'd do anything for them.

I washed up the last plate, and went to dry my hands with the cloth.

I then went back over to the window, putting in my rings and watch.

Harry gave me back my ring, so yes we are still engaged. I shouldn't have thrown it back at him like I did.

I only just realise how pathetic I was. I seriously was. I'm suprised harry would want me back to be honest.

I smiled down at my ring, and turned around, banging into harry, who's got paint all over him and he's smirking down at me.

"What's so funny Harold?" I gave him a cheeky grin I walked to the stairs.

"Don't call me that ken, you know I hate it!" He started chasing me to the stairs, but I didn't bother running.

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"More reason for me to call you it." I looked back at him and stuck my tongue out.

"You're a little diva shit aren't you Kenny" he laughed, now this made me turn around properly so I was now facing him.

"Come and say that to my face Harold" I laughed, but acted serious at the same time.

He slowly walked up to me, and kissed me lightly.

I smiled into the kiss. I know he didn't mean that, and that he would never have the guts to say that to my face.

He pulled back, kissing down my neck, trying to find my sweet spot.

I leaned my head to the left, giving him space to kiss my neck.

I felt a couple of moans wanting to come out, but I held them back.

He automatically found my sweet spot, sucking in it rouchly.

At this point, I was moaning so fast, and all he was doing was sucking on m sweet point.

Hounestly, I have missed mine and Harry's intimate relationship. I've been craving it since I became pregnant.

He pulls his head up, kissing my lips roughly. I grab his curls behind his head, making him moan.

I can tell we've both missed it so much. It probably won't hurt having a bit of fun, of course we won't have sex..maybe?

We somehow walk ourselves to the sofa, still having our lips connected.

I slump myself down, with harry on top of me.

I rip his shirt off him, and run my hands up and down his bare chest. Gosh I've missed this so much.

He unbuttons my shirt, and unclipped my bra, making my breasts go on full display.

He separates our lips, and starts kissing down my neck, and down to my chest.

My heads leaning back, moaning like hell because Harry's cupping my left breast, while sucking on the other.

He nips at my nipples, sending a tingle through my body.

I pull harry back up to face me, and I begin to unzip his trousers, and he does mine at the same time.

We both look into eachothers eyes and smile, we are so used to this.

In a matter of seconds we are both naked. I literally mean naked. We haven't got our underwear on. I guess I just got lost in his beautiful eyes.

I kiss his lips quickly, and trail my finger down his chest, down towards his dick.

We swap places so that he's laying down and I'm on my knees by his legs.

I brush my fingers along the tip of his dick, just to send him a few tingles before I give him the real pleasure.

He pulls his head back, grabbing his hair. I laugh at his response.

I wrap my hand around his now throbbing dick, and pump up and down. I did it slow at first, so that he feels all the pleasure come to him slow.

I began to get faster as I hear harry moan my name faster and faster. I started to enjoy myself, maybe even more then he is.

I think I've reached the fastest I could pump, so I lean down, licking the tip, making it all wet before I put his whole dip is my mouth.

I feel harry fidgeting his body, then I feel his hand on the back of my head, helping my thrust his dick in and out my mouth quickly.

I stop once I feel this warm liquid hit the back of my throat, and Harry's moans to slowly come to an end.

I pull back, wiping the excess cum of my face and smile at harry who is now breathing heavy.

"T-that..was..amazing.." He rests his head back, smiling up at me.

I lean down, kissing him lightly.

He pulls back, smiling at me with a sexy grin. I look at him confused, he's obviously up to something.

"Please Kenny..." I stare at him trying to figure out what he's talking about. Then it hits me.

"Harry..we can't. I don't think it's safe.." I look down at him, seeing a frown grow on him.

"Can't we try? Please.." He rubs his thumb on my cheek, smiling at me.

We can't. It can't be safe, it could kill them. Well I think it could. Eugh!! I want to have sex with him, but I don't know if it's safe? Should I? I literally want to pull my hair out now.

"I'll be careful kenn.." I look back at him, and without realising, I feel myself nodding my head.

Oh god. What have I gotten myself into.

I feel him starting to kiss my neck, giving me such a good pleasure.

I guess it's time..if he hurts me or my baby's I'm going to kill him.

His hands trail down to his dick. He places it in his hands, and moves to towards my cli!t, hovering it over, before inserting the tip.

Someone please help me..

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