Storm [H.S.]

chapter 9

Harry smashes his lips against mine with so much force that we stumble back as he holds the sides of my rib cage, steadying us. My hands automatically grab onto his shoulders for support and I feel an instant shock to my lips that spreads throughout my entire body. His mouth is so warm against mine and I'm afraid if I move, the moment will end. I want to live in this moment forever.

Holy shit...Harry is kissing me right now. My coach is kissing me. Wait oh my god my coach is kissing me. I come back to reality and realize where we are. Moving my hands to his chest, I push him away from me breaking our kiss. The sound of our lips separating makes me crave hearing it over and over again.

Harry just stares at me with those green eyes, looking just as affected from only that touch of our lips as I am. I look down at his and I can still feel where they were on mine. Am I dreaming?

We continue to just stare at each other speechless and all I can think about is kissing him again. Oh fuck it. We already kissed...might as well dive all the way in because this might be the only chance I get.

I quickly reach out grabbing the front of his shirt in my fists and pull him back to me hard. He looks shocked at my action before his lips slam onto mine again. This time I open my mouth to deepen the kiss and he eagerly does the same as our lips start moving together. His tongue touches mine for the first time and I feel like I'm on fire. He tastes like cherry and everything I've ever wanted.

Harry holds onto my upper arms as we go at each other with an intensity I've never experienced. I feel like my legs don't work and if he lets go, I'll fall right over. Fireworks are going off in my head as I drag my hands from his chest to his sides, pulling on his shirt to somehow get him closer to me.

I've never kissed anyone like this before, not even Jacob and we were together for two years. My heart is beating so fast I think it might come up my throat and into his mouth.

Harry turns us to the left and pushes me up against the hallway wall with a thud. He slides his big warm hands over my shoulders and up the sides of my neck to grab my face. His tattooed hands and cold rings leave goosebumps on my skin in their wake. I reach up and grab onto his upper arms for leverage and immediately feel how thick and muscular they are. I take this god given opportunity to feel them up as I meet each movement of his mouth and thrust of his tongue.

He slides his hands past my neck and down my back as mine find their way into his soft curls, grabbing on for dear life. Harry then breaks our kiss as we both take a sharp breath. He grabs my bottom lip with his teeth and lightly tugs. It snaps back into place when he lets go and I feel like I'm gonna pass out. I pull his head to mine as I lift my face, trying to connect our lips again but he moves his head back with a smile. He watches me chase his lips, teasing me. With an inch between our mouths, our rapid breathing mixes together and I make a noise I've never heard come out of me before...a whimper. I'm so desperate for him that I whimper.

"Fuck." Harry breathes against my mouth before capturing my lips again.

His hands slide down onto my ass and roughly grab it. The only noise in the hallway now is the sound of our mouths moving against each other over and over again. He breaks our connection yet again to kiss across my jaw and down my neck. He pushes my ass into him, grinding our lower half's together as he sucks on the spot right under my ear where my neck and jaw meet. I feel his very hard erection pushing against me and he moans into my neck. Harry is definitely large in all areas.

"You drive me crazy Violet." His deep voice breathes into my ear before kissing any spot he can find on my neck.

I can't believe how into him I am. Is this what kissing is supposed to be like? I can feel how wet I already am and if it's like this just from kissing him, I'm scared of what Harry could do to me. I never thought I would ever experience this.