The Way Things Work

Chapter Seventy Two

Harry lowered himself and gave your forehead a sweet kiss before falling next to you. He pulled you close so that your bare chests were resting against each other's and connected your foreheads as you both panted softly.”I love you so much Sam.” 

“I love you too Harry.” 

“Were you okay, was ‘it’ okay?” You laughed at his tacky yet caring motions. 

“I’m perfect and ‘it’ was great.” You giggled. 

“I’m glad, so can we count that as your first time?” 

“I think so, that was like my forth first. I guess that makes me a liar.” 

“No, it doesn’t.” Harry pulled your bare bodies closer together. “Can we talk seriously for a moment?” 

“Always.” 

“I can’t believe you trusted me.” 

“Why?” 

“You were so hurt by so many people and you still gave yourself to me when you were in a vulnerable position.” He held you tighter and nuzzled his nose into your hair. “I don’t think I could ever get through what you have.” 

“Well it helps when you have someone that loves you around.” 

“But it still takes a strong person to haul through that. I love you so much.” 

“I love you too.” You smiled up at him. 

“Ready to go back? It’s kind of chilly.” He was right, since you stared your evening it had defiantly cooled off, there was a slight breeze and a chill as you quickly got redressed as started walking back to the hotel room hand in hand. You strolled down the board walk and through the hotel corridor until you finally reached your room. He pushed the doors open and flopped down on the bed. 

“I’m going to take a quick shower okay?” 

“Mind if-never mind.” He muffled his words with his hands as you walked over to the bed and leaned over him. The tips of your hair tickled his face as you placed a kiss on three of his knuckled and he drew his hands away from his face. 

“So? Mind if what?” 

“I was going to say if I join you but that’s okay.” 

“You don’t want to join me?” 

“I do but I don’t want to bother you.” 

“It’s no bother, let’s go.” You said as you stood upright and pulled him to his feet. You walked toward the bathroom with Harry’s hands in your own as you dragged him toward you. “Strip Stlyes.” You teased as he ripped off his shirt and pants in no time and was standing in his boxers. You leaned over and turned the water on as the steam slowly flooded the bathroom. 

“Your turn.” He winked as he slowly removed your shirt and shorts. He turned you around so your back was facing him and he kissed each of your shoulders tenderly as he slipped his fingers under the clasp to your lingerie. He turned you back around and placed a hand on each cheek as he drew your face closer. He took in a breath as your lips reached each other’s. His hands slowly slid from your jaw, down your curves and to the tip of your underwear. His fingers fiddled with the lace hip huggers as he pushed them far enough so they'd fall. You were less gently yet still maintained a slow pace as you stretched the elastic waist band to his boxers out and down. He led you to the shower and you both stood under the hot water. It dripped from the tip of your cold nipped nose, down your bare shoulders and over the curve of your back. Harry pulled you close and placed soft kisses on your bare skin. He maneuvered from your forehead to your jaw to your shoulders to your collar bone and back to your lips. You craved his touch because under it, all of your troubles faded into the distance. As the hot water began to deplete you pulled away from his embrace and looked at him. The small droplets of water fell from his hair onto the tip of his nose. You brushed the lose hair off of his face and gave him a quick peck before shutting off the water. You stepped out of the shower and both threw on the white linen robes and wrapped your hair in a towel on top of your head. You proceeded to lie on the bed where you both unintentionally fell asleep wrapped in a mix of towels and each other's arms.