CHAPTER 21 - GOOD KISSER

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A/N - Fucking finally...this was probably one of my fave chapters to write :) 

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Shut up and let me kiss you. Those words alone trapped air inside my lungs, holding it hostage and absorbing every last piece of oxygen.

His emerald eyes turned forest green with flecks of golden embers scattered across his irises as his pupils dilate in pure lust. Suddenly, it seems as though the busy world around us has come to a stand still and our surroundings become hazy as this moment entraps us. It feels as though we're moving in slow motion as my senses heighten and my heart clamors in my chest. No doubt he can hear my heart beat as it jumps straight out of my chest. My blood runs cold as my hands begin to tremble, the slight shaking sending red hot signals to my brain.

Now is not the time. We are not backing out of this.

Clenching my fists around the soft cotton of Harry's shirt to control the trembling, I exhale the breath I was subconsciously holding. At the same time, I feel his warm breath on my lips as subtle mintiness fills my nostrils. Closing my eyes, I bask in his soothing scent. The warm vanilla mixed with refreshing mint is simply euphoric. Dropping my head forward, my forehead gently rests against his as I feel his tender hands move from my hips to run up the sides of my body. As he passes my waist, electric sparks whisk up my spine, sending goosebumps across my entire body and creating a whirlpool in my stomach. His hands keep travelling up my body until they reach their final destination on either side of my spine, resting on my shoulder blades.

Sighing out a shaky breath, I lift my head and allow my eyes to meet his for the millionth time tonight. My eyes flick between his, trying to find even more reassurance than I have already gotten. Jetting my tongue out slightly, I lick my bottom lip and bite down on the corner as hesitation ripples through me. My eyes graze down his chiseled features slowly until they reach his pink lips. Closing my eyes once more, I take a deep breath as I feel Harry begin to twirl loose strands of my wavy hair around his long, ring-clad fingers.

I want this more than anything.

"Okay." I say aloud, my voice barely above a whisper as my eyes open to meet his. My fists release their hold on his shirt as I start to reposition myself in his lap. In the blink of an eye, Harry has one hand on my face, his thumb resting on my cheekbone, as the other has a firm, yet gentle hold on my neck where it meets my jaw. There is no time to process his sudden movement as his lips come crashing into mine.

The warmth combined with how supple his lips are astounds me. With both of our lips parted slightly, they intertwine with one another. This feeling is utterly intoxicating. My entire body stays frozen as the room around us begins to spin, creating a slight dizzy feeling in my head. My nervous system is sent into overdrive as each individual nerve ending ignites into millions of tiny flames from his touch. The kiss is gentle, completely void of urgency and simply filled with passion. Even so, there is a vast amount of pressure as our lips are tangled in one another, moving naturally as the feeling intensifies.

My hands travel up Harry's chest and grab onto either side of his neck with the pads of my thumbs resting on his diamond-sharp jawline. There is absolutely no fighting the butterflies swirling around in my stomach or the rapid quickening of my heart beat. This kiss could send me into cardiac arrest, and I would not give a single damn.

I never once believed I would experience a moment as special as this.

Running my hands back, I feel his pulse jumping out of his skin under his neck. Realizing how much this magical kiss is affecting him too, I suck in a quick breath through my nose. My hands reach the back of his neck as my fingers run up into his whimsical chocolate colored curls and graze his scalp. I don't know what has come over me, but I push his head further into mine to deepen the kiss. A low hum escapes Harry's chest and vibrates through our lips.

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