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Chapter 6 - Aftermath - Part 1

A/N: Comment as you read, yeah? Might make a double upload today to make up for the wait. 

When I woke up the next morning, I only had the faintest memory of a nightmare. Harry had woken me up in the middle of the night, and then volunteered to hold me until I fell asleep. It pleased me that he hadn’t gone anywhere yet. I could still feel his chest rising and sinking with every breath on my back.

In all honesty, I hadn’t felt so well-rested in a while, and I hid a small smile as I gently pushed a bit back against his body.

Only problem I could think of right now was the dang metal underwire of my bra that currently tried to pierce my boob. It was so uncomfortable. This was the very reason I always slept in a loose shirt only.

Harry’s arm was around my waist, his hand loosely on my wrist. I gently tried to move my hand in order to reposition my breasts, but when he stirred behind me, I immediately stopped as he snuggled closer to me.

Whoa. Not all of him is asleep.

Just below my butt, I could feel Harry’s morning wood, poking my inner thigh. It reminded me of last night, and how he hadn’t wanted me to touch him yet. It had been one of the most erotic, yet fulfilling experiences of my entire life.

I wanted to do something for him too, but I honestly had no clue what that to try. Sure, I wasn’t completely out of the loop on how these things usually went. However, I didn’t exactly think that my tenth-grade sexual education, and those two uncomfortable minutes I walked in on Jackie watching porn would suffice—or be of any help at all.

Instead, I tried to wiggle my way out of the sheets to fix my bra issues. It ended up causing my butt to rub against Harry’s groin, and I mentally prayed this wasn’t going to wake him up. No such luck, though.

“Cami,” Harry said. “If you keep doing that, I’ll never get it to go away.”

I stopped moving. “I didn’t do anything.”

His fingers caressed the skin on my arm, tickling his way up to my shoulder where he planted a light kiss. “Is that so?”

“I don’t know, honestly,” I admitted. “I’m not exactly what you’d call experienced.”

“Could have fooled me,” he said and placed his arm on my shoulder, applying slight pressure to make me turn around. I obliged, facing him.

“Morning,” I muttered.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked.

I nodded, taking his hand and entwining my fingers with his. “Better than I’ve slept in three months, actually.”

“Me too,” he muttered. “You just seem to have that effect on me, I guess.”

“I have an underwire poking my boob, though.” I frowned. “Plus a terrible case of morning breath.”

He groaned. “Right. We have to get up, I know.”

“You can rest here while I freshen up, though.” I smiled. “Can I take a shower?”

“Sure.” He smiled. “I could take one with you. You know… to save water and all for a better earth.”

I laughed. “Really? That’s the only reason?”

“Sure.” Harry looked down at my body, his eyes taking on an almost hungry look. It made me feel butterflies in my stomach. He returned to my eyes with a smirk. “Just doing my best to preserve mother earth.”

“Steven would probably approve of that.” I grinned. “I’ll think I’ll pass, though. But I’ll be back quickly.”

“Great,” he said. “Another time then.” He rolled over on his back, looking rather satisfied with himself. “There’s extra toothbrushes in the cabinet.”