Second Chance

And with that, goodnight...

{Dirty scene upcoming. Please feel free to skip if this doesn’t tickle your fancy. Literally.}

-Harry’s POV-

She looked genuinely shocked as I opened the doors. The look on her face was so worth going to three different stores just to get fresh flowers and her favorite candles. 

“So…. Uh.. This is why I disappeared earlier. I needed to get fresh flowers and stuff for tonight. And I don’t want you to take this as a pressure sort of thing. Nothing has to happen. But I just wanted a quiet, romantic evening for us. And considering all that happened tonight, this seems even more appropriate now.”

But now she seemed frozen and I became a bit worried. 

That is, until she practically attacked me and from the moment our lips touched, passion ensued. 

Her hands were in my hair, pulling slightly on my curls which felt amazing. My hands travelled from her back slowly down to her bum and I squeezed until she hopped up and wrapper her legs around my waist. 

I carried her to the bed and threw her down, trying to be sexy, but Ava just let out a loud laugh when she bounced on the bed. Damn her being so light. Not quite what I intended. 

I hovered over her as I pulled up her shirt, just enough to expose her stomach and I began kissing her from her belly button and trailing kisses up between her breasts, to her collarbone, on her chin and then finally to her lips and I noticed, as I touch her arm, that her body had reacted with goose bumps. 

All of a sudden, she flipped us over and was an all fours over me. I sat up so that she was straddling me and we kissed for a while until I gathered the courage to slip her shirt over her head and threw it to the ground. 

Truth is, I’d been with girls. Not too many, but I’d definitely had a couple of serious relationships and a couple of stupid one night stands after big parties, but this was different. I was nervous. 

I want to be amazing for Ava. This isn’t just about me. She was everything to me and I wanted this night to be perfect for my woman.

-Ava’s POV-

This night was turning into something amazing. 

Harry was kissing my neck and I was so turned on, it was difficult to contain myself. 

He seemed a bit nervous, I wondered why.

As we continued making out on top of one another, rolling all over the bed, Harry ended up without his shirt on and me without mine on too. At one point he pulled away from me and I was thrown off.

“What? Did I do something wrong??”

“Uh no love. No, not at all. I just.. I… Um… I don’t want to do anything you don’t want to do.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Harry… Truth is… I’ve been waiting for you to rip my clothes off and give me a night I won’t forget.”