Duplicity [h.s]

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"Looks like she can orgasm after all..." Harry whispered into the blazing room, knowing he just gave her something she didn't know she could do.

Even how out of breath she was, nothing was stopping her from smiling to him. She was so overwhelmed at what just happened, trying to take it all in. The room was quiet now, but her panting was still drowning the area between us.

When Harry brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean, he tasted how pleasant she was. It was almost sweet to his tastebuds, but he knew she would be. What he just did for her was something he doesn't do a lot to a woman, to that dramatic extents. He spent nearly forty five minutes just trying to pleasure her—he's never spent that long on anyone. He always fingers a girl before fucking them, but not to an orgasm. He just wants to feel how wet and tight they are, after all that's why he doesn't wear rings on those two fingers.

But with Aven, he actually ate her out and fingered her to her first climax. He never really gives head, only to a few girls in his past that he just desperately wanted to taste.

But tonight, was different.

Harry leaned forward and planted a soft peck to her prominent collarbone, glancing at the mess of red marks all over her neck he left during this exchange. Aven was yet to know what the right side of her neck looked like, but that was tomorrow's problem.

"Want me to set you free?" He asks regarding her wrists still belted to the bed frame behind her head.

She nodded, read to have her hands back as she was still recovering. Her mind was still on cloud nine, her chest rising up and down while she came down from that natural high.

"Please." She panted out.

Harry nodded and got up on all fours to crawl over her naked body, reaching the headboard to see her tied wrists. Harry brought his hands up to undo the intricate tie he created in the heat of the moment, knowing it would take a little bit to undo. As he started, his mind pondered to what just happened. Like her, he wasn't completely able to process what just went down between them.

He felt good, really good.

He didn't even want anything in return, he was fine if she just wanted to go to sleep. What he went through with her had a bigger impact on him then suspected, it felt like he reached his climax just by watching her hit her first one. He was ready to just lay here with her, something that was very unlike him.

But then it happened— the wave.

He stilled his hands on the belt he was still undoing, Aven's eyes drawing down his torso at this point so she didn't notice how he stopped. His fingers froze on the belt knot that was almost loose, his chest going tight.

"No, please not now..." Harry mouthed to himself without making any noise, his eyes shutting in internal pain.

It was hitting him totally off guard, out of complete nowhere again.

He opened his eyes again and quickly undid the rest of the restraint on her wrists, his heart rate immediately starting to pick up as this feeling was hitting him hard, only going to get worse. He needed to stay calm, but rest assured he had to get out of here now.