Black & White (Colorful Sequel | H.S)|✔️

47

E l l i e

When my eyes flutter open, I take in the beautiful bedroom in front of me.

Harry's.

Turning my head slightly, I see Harry's peaceful sleeping face. For once I'm the one doing the creepy staring while he's asleep. It feels great to have the advantage.

God, I'm so thankful for him. My apartment flooding added a newfound stress on my life. When Laine called yesterday, I was terrified. It was even worse when I was practically swimming to my bedroom to grab whatever I could before it got ruined.

Let's just say I have to do a lot of shopping.

If Harry wasn't here, I'm not sure what I would've done. I'd probably spend hundreds on a hotel until everything blew over. And hotels in LA aren't cheap.

Checking the time on my phone, I decide I have a few spare minutes before I need to be awake for work. So I decide to repay Harry back in the best way I can think of.

As I remove the blanket from his body, he doesn't stir at all. Sometime before I had come in, he had taken off his pants leaving him only in his boxers. And man, does he have morning wood.

Nothing I can't take care of.

Excitedly smiling at what I'm about to do, I slowly kiss down his bare chest. With gentle fingers, I slowly pull down at his waistband until his erection springs out. He doesn't move a muscle.

Easy. Also a little worrying.

I take a deep breath before parting my lips over his shaft. As soon as I flick my tongue over his head, his eyes pop open in mixed shock and awe.

I innocently smile as I continue to suck him off. He lets out a throaty groan as one of his hands curl up in my hair. I can tell he's barely awake and processing what's going on, but he's not complaining.

I'm so stupid. I coerced him into taking a bath with me last night. I didn't realize that was teasing. I guess my mind isn't as horny as his is.

But I'm so glad he didn't tempt me. I wasn't in the right mindset.

Still, I feel terrible, hence the morning BJ.

I continue to swirl my lips at his ridge. He releases a lot of continuous groans, each getting breathier. I nearly gag when I try to take him in his entirety.

Never again.

"El... I'm..."

His entire body tenses. Before I know it, he's blowing his load into my mouth. I swallow. It's been a long time I've tasted him and it isn't as terrible as I remember. It's just salty.

Salty goop.

Aren't I a romantic?

"Fuck, Ellie," Harry groans. His hold on my hair loosens - thank God because he was pulling too hard. I'll never understand how he likes that. Then again, I don't think I pull as hard as he does. He props himself up and looks at me in amusement. "If you're going to wake me up like that more often I might just have to keep you here forever."

"It was a one-time thing," I playfully tell him before adjusting his boxers again. He grabs my face and lightly kisses me. I don't allow any tongue action though. As I pull away, he pouts. "Morning breath," I tell him.

He rolls his eyes. "You didn't care about that as you wrapped your sweet lips around my cock."

"Your cock can't taste now, can it?" I retort back before crawling out of bed – or attempting to, at least. He quickly wraps his arms around me and shakes his head, closing his eyes. "Nope. I have to get to work. Besides the whole point was to wake you up."