Broken Promises (A One Direction Story) {Book 4}

Chapter Nineteen

Mild sex in this scene. You'll see what i mean when i say mild. If you don't want to read it, just skip till you see Gracie, kay? xx

Chapter Nineteen

H A R R Y

        "Fuck," i moaned, finally entering Aria. I knew it was going to feel good, i just didn't think  it would feel this  good. I fisted the sheets in my hands, my eyes closed and my forehead on hers. I felt her body relax and her breath fan my face as she sighed, feeling good as well. We've never done this and now i was wondering why. This shit felt amazing and i haven't even moved yet. "Are you okay?"

        "Mhm," she nodded. "I'm fine. When... whenever you're ready." I nodded, kissing her forehead before i started moving my hips in a slow, yet amazing pace. Her mouth fell open slightly, allowing me to surprise her by kissing her and slipping my tongue in, moaning with her. She tilted her head more, deeping the kiss and pulling the hair at the back of my neck. Fuck, i knew i grew it out for a fucking reason. This shit felt amazing, even more so with my hair being longer. 

        I moved down to kiss her neck now, going for the spot that i knew drove her insane. It felt amazing knowing that only i could make her feel this way. Many have tried but they couldn't do what i could do for her, and that was just more than fuck her brains out every night. It had become a thing with us, fucking every night and then on special occasions making love. Before, i didn't know the difference between fucking and actually making love to a person until i met her. Making love with her opened me up completely, letting her see every little flaw i had. It exposed me to her and at first, it was terrifying. I didn't know i was capable of loving someone and getting through what we've been through until i met her. It was all by chance, meeting her and now i can't even remember what it felt like to live or even breathe without her. I couldn't thank Zayn enough for getting us together and actually making me go on that date. At the very last minute he managed to change my mind about the whole thing and now as i look back on it, i would've been stupid if i didn't go and just stood her up that night. 

        Her moaning brought me back to reality as her lips were right next to my ear, my head buried into the crook of her neck. She reached over to her side of the bed, grabbing her bowl that was still packed. She nudged me with her head, signaling for me to look at her for a minute. She inhaled from the bowl, grabbing my cheeks softly and placing her lips on top of mine for her to blow the smoke into my mouth, making me inhale it before she pulled away. I laid my head back, closing my eyes and exhaling the smoke into the air before looking at her again, feeling the high stronger than ever. I began my pace again, a bit quicker this time as i didn't take my eyes off of her. I couldn't, she was just too beautiful. 

        She began to close her eyes, her core tightening around me as she was nearing her release. I placed my forehead on hers, whispering to her. "Open your eyes for me, baby. I want to see you." She nodded her head, opening her eyes slowly to look into mine. I didn't understand why she hated her brown eyes so much. Her eyes were gorgeous and i never got tired of looking at them, into them. They were perfect to me. 

        I kissed her passionately as her release came, mine coming slowly after. We both didn't say a word, we just let it pass through us, awakening everything in us and at that point, i felt one with her and i absoultely loved it. I loved how she made me feel and how she wasn't afraid to show me how i was making her feel. She showed it off and didn't hide it at all and that was important to me for some fucked up reason. Maybe it was because i never experienced something like that before, i don't know. All i knew was that i was high off of a drug, and i was high off of her.