One Of These Days

Chapter 5

I can't help the moans that rise up from my throat and out of my parted lips as Harry continues to fondle my hardening member with slow maddening strokes. Arching my back, thrusting into his hand, moaning out his name.

Harry groans as his pace picks up as he crashes his lips into mine in a slow but erotic dance. Breaking his intoxicating lips from mine with his free hand, Harry slides my shirt up; sitting up I help him by taking the shirt off completly. Harry's lips attach to neck where he bites and sucks leaving markes as his lips travel down to my chest and stomach leaving behind love bites.

When he has trailed his lips down to my swollen member he removes his hand and his hot moist mouth replaces it as he takes me in his mouth. He drives me into further bliss as he bobs his head up and down my length while running his tongue over the fat vein on the back causing me to writhe in a pile of moaning mess under him.

"Mmm, Harry, mmm, I'm gonaa cum," I manage to moan out trying to give him time to pull away. To my surprise and delight he doesn't and a moment later, I arch my back and shoot into his mouth.

Harry cleans me completly before he pulls off with a wet pop just before he attacks my mouth, thrusting his tongue into my mouth allowing me to taste our mixed scents.

Pulling apart to catch our breaths, I manage to say while blushing, "Thank you, Hazza even though you didn't have too."

"I know but I wanted too, my love," Harry tells me as he brushes my fringe out of my eyes as he studies my eyes intently. "I would like to continue but I don't want to pressure you," he finishes off as he green eyes darkenwith lust and love.

Smirking at him, I take his impressive ten inch length into my hand; gently stroking him as slow as he had with me. Smirking at him I slowly take his thick cock into my mouth until it hits the back of my throat. Unable to take the rest, I use my hand on the remainder as I suck him off; within minutes Harry is shooting his load down my throat.

Swallowing the whole load before clean his cock off, I give him a shy smile. "Was that alright?" I ask unsure of myself and how I performed.

"More than alright love, that was awesome," Harry praises causing my face to flush from pride and embarrassment.

I'm drawn into Harry's arms as he lies back on the bed on his back; settles me on my side with my head against his chest under his chin. Harry softly runs his hand up and down my arm, causing pleasent small shivers racking my body.

We fall asleep in each others arms under my thin blanket but between that and our body heat, we are plenty warm. We are awoken by my alarm clock the next morning causing me to grown as I move from Harry's warmth and slap it off with a groan.

Turning back to Harry, I study his sleeping form; he looks even younger while sleeping yet still sexy as hell. "It isn't nice to stare love," Harry mumbles his lips quirk upwards.

My eyes instantly flip to his but they're still closed. "How did you know I was staring?"

Harry's seafoam green eyes open slowly, blinking the sleep from them as his smile grows. "I could feel you staring at me," was his simple answer.

"Okay but it's time to get out of bed so we can ready ourselves for a day in hell, a.k.a school," I tell him climbing out of the warmth where I just want to spend the entire day.

Harry just groans at me as he follows behind me. Once I've completed my morning routine, I leave Harry to do his as I head downstairs to scrounge something for us to eat.

Harry comes into the kitchen humming; glancing at him I feel like I need to wipe the drool from my chin. He's dressed in a pair of tight dark blue jeans, one of his crazy floral print short sleeve button up shirt that he's buttoned halfway revieling a tight black tank top underneath and his black Vans.