Chapter 11

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Harry pov:

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The minute I put my lips on hers, I let out a sigh of relief. The feeling even better then I imagined.

Her lips seemed to fit perfectly against mine, even though there was no movement going on.

I let go of her hands, so I could caress her perfect features.
Her skin was so soft, the pad of my fingers behind her ear, while my thumb stroked her cheek.

I started moving my lips, and the minute I did, she opened her mouth seeming to ask for my tongue, witch I gladly put in.
I was desperate to kiss her, not wanting to go slow.

I have been waiting to long.

She pushed her tongue against mine, moving around together while our lips stayed still.

I've never done this before, but fuck it turned me on. Then she started to move her lips, along with mine.

Her tongue tasted so sweet. A hint of mint in her breathe, probably from her toothpaste.

Her hand came up around me neck, pulling my body closer.

I knew she wouldn't deny me, I can see it in her eyes that she wants me too. I pulled back a little, and she whimpered. My hands came down to her hips, squeezing, going up her sides to feel her curves threw her shirt.

She was fit, and had a perfect hour glass. She has gotten thicker, the perfect size sense I first seen her. So bony, and skinny. But now, she's just absolutely flawless, just like the was before, but better.

Her hands on my neck squeezed, and she looked into my eyes begging for more.

I leaned in, missing the feeling of her lips already.

I tilt my head to deepen the kiss, and pressed my tongue in as far as it would go. Along with her, wrestling with mine, lips moving in sync.

I moved from her lips, to her jaw line, then down her neck searching for her sweet spot.

I darted my tongue out, and sucking. My mouth in seach of her sweet spot. Once I found it, she moaned.

Fuck.

I could feel me getting harder by the second. That was the hottest sound I have ever heard. I traveled back up to her lips, but once they reached it, she pulled away, this time, her lips moved down my neck.

Her mouth caressing the sensitive skin, how I had just done to her a second ago.

She found my sweet spot just below my ear, where hers was, and I couldn't stop the moan suppressing my lips.

"Oh clarity.." I said, my eyes fluttering closed, adoring the feeling.

Fuck, I wanted to fuck her so bad.
But I would never, ever, so anything she didn't want too.

I've only ever done 4 play with a girl, never fully having sex.

I wasn't a virgin anymore, but that was not my choice. I was only 7 when a girl forced herself upon me. And I know people may say "guys can't get raped" or "if they did, they liked it" it a damn lie.
It may not hurt like it does for girls, but it's a terrible experience especially when you're just a little boy.

It was not my choice, so I sill consider myself a virgin. But I pushed those terrible memories away, as her lips made there way back to my lips, immediately pushing her sweet tongue in.

Our mouths fit so perfectly together, it freaked me out sort of. I've never kissed anybody where there lips fit with mine.
Her lips though. They shaped with mine, in the most sweetest way, and I knew she felt it too.

We pulled away to catch our breath, out of our heated kiss.

I wanted to touch her, so feel how wet I made her, witch I know I did. I can tell by her panting, and want breathing that she is just as much turned on as I am.

I pressed my groin against her, wanting her to feel what she did to me.

"Harry.." She said breathlessly, I added more pressure, wanting to hear that sound again.
She groaned, seeming to adore the pressure down there.

"Harry stop.."

She caught me off guard by saying. I pulled away, now worrying I had done something terribly wrong.

"Clarity? Baby did I do something?" I couldn't help but feel terrible for that now. I thought she liked it..

"We're going to get caught."
Those words seemed to make me let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. She was only scared of getting caught, not of me.

"I'm sorry baby, I couldn't help myself."
She chuckled, now knowing she has made a great affect on me. In my lower region of course. But also every where else.

"It's okay. I-.. I liked it." She smiled softly. "You did? I didn't so anything wrong?" I had to here her say it, I felt terrible still.

"No you didn't." She moved her hands to my face, her fingers behind my ear, while we thumb was stroking my cheek.

She leaned he four head on mine, noses barely touching. "I'm sorry."

What?

"For what?" I was confused by her apology.

"For.. You know.. Getting you excited."

I laughed. A little to loud. She put her hand over my mouth, giggling at me. "Don't worry babe, I like it."

She gasped, startled by me being so straight forward, but I was comfortable with her and knew she wouldn't judge me.

"I like it too.. A lot actually.

What the fuck. What the fuck?"

"You like it?" I backed up, so shocked by her words. I was NOT expecting her to say that.

"Yeah. I like knowing I can have an affect like that I you. I didn't even think a guy would turn there head to get a second glance at me, let alone make him hard."

"Clairty. Guys would break there necks to get a second glance at you. Guys would fall down to there knees for you. So don't you ever. EVER say that. Plus, you can obviously see the evidence down there." I smirked, pressing my groin against her just once more. She moaned, eyes fluttering clothes.

"Yeah, I like that."

"Fuck, where are these words coming from?
She was so sexy, and I loved her talking about how hard I am for her.

"I am just comfortable with you."
She blushed looking down.
I grabbed her hands, intertwining our fingers, our hands hanging between both out hip bones.

"I'm comfortable with you too."

We both looked at each other at the same time, smiling like crazy.

We both leaned in, both missing the feeling of hour lips on each other's.

It was a small kiss, us both knowing we had to get back.

"Let's go." I said pulling away.

"WAIT!" She whisper/yelled. I turned around fast, my chest bumping in to each other's chest.

"What?"
"Shhh! I heard something." She said whispering.

That's when I heard a voice coming down, but only one voice talking. The voice sounded like the staff that picks her up to takes her to counseling at breakfast.

She must be talking on the phone.

"Hold on."
The voice said. Me and clarity looked at each other, nervous of what might happen.

We backed to against the back of the closet, her foot, knocking over a broom witch seemed to be louder then we thought.

"Shit." I cursed, the same time she did.

We looked at each other and smiled, but quickly turned our heads to look at the door nob twisting and the door opening.

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