Running [h.s.]

forty seven | harry

warning - sexy stuff

"I genuinely can't handle the way you make me feel, baby," I whisper into her ear after detaching our lips from one another.

Hearing the way she gasps so innocently when she hears my words makes me absolutely weak. I hope she knows I am completely at her mercy in this moment, even though she probably feels the same way towards me.

I gather the hair that is falling in her face in my hand and gently pull it to the side so it is out of the way, I want to see her ethereal face in all of its glory. She has the kind of eyes that can bring a grown man to their knees, but still they hold so much sadness. If she only knew how magical, how powerful, how completely, mind-blowingly gorgeous she is, she could easily break my heart in half without even blinking an eye.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" She whispers as her cheeks flush red.

Whoops. Didn't mean to zone out. I guess I really can't handle her beauty. "Sorry, angel. I was just admiring you," I whisper back.

She smiles and connects our lips once more. Although I like to be on top of her, having her small body underneath mine where I am in complete control of her, I want to show her how powerful she is. I hook my arms underneath her back and pull her body to mine before I flip us over on the large cloud-like couch. I lay back, my curls pooling around my head on the pillow and gaze up at her above me. Her beautifully tanned thighs are spread on either side of my waist and her hair falls in her face as she leans forward to kiss me.