𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒏 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 30

Grace's POV.

I lay on my bed naked for a while till I find the strength to get up and get dress to check on Joy. I know Harry didn't mean to leave like that, I'm not upset for the way he stormed out of the room. He felt like I was playing with him which I understand, I just wish I could have reassured him before he felt like I was turned off by him.

Joy is sleeping like a rock, Hunter opens one of his eye to check me out then go back to sleep. I tiptoe downstairs only to find Harry on the couch zapping on the remote furiously.

I make it to the other side and smile reluctantly to him. He just puts the remote on the little table and acts like I'm not there.

'' Can I?'' I ask to his legs spread all over the couch. He doesn't answer me right away but take them off sitting himself up, quickly waving with his hand.

I sink into the soft couch and wait a few moments before shifting closer. I know him as the palm of my hands and when I almost refused to touch him, was because I was scared he wouldn't want me any more. I know I'm not exactly as he thought he would have found me, but I've been going through a really hard time, he has to understand that now I'm fine again.

I place my head on his shoulder and let one of my leg rest at the top of of his knee, starting to rub gently.

'' You're mad, aren't you?'' I playfully state extending myself till I can kiss his neck. Harry stiffens almost immediately while he tries his best to keep his hands on himself.

" You have made it more than clear how do you feel about me touching you. I don't need another lesson.'' he meanly blurts out and I just smirk.

'' You're pouting!" I giggle surprise and Harry rolls his eyes. I drag his head down and kiss his temple.

'' I am!'' I rub the tip of my nose on his and steal a quick kiss.

'' I'm sorry for turning you off,'' I apologize and run my palms on his bare chest. He avoids my gaze and I lower my voice, trying to sound as persuasive as I can.

'' I was worried about Joy. She rarely cries in the night and... I couldn't focus... I'm sorry.'' I reach for my nightgown and pull the strings enough to uncover my breast. When my bare skin makes contact with his hot one, Harry's wide eyes finally lace with mine and I smile in victory as his arm tightens around my waistline. He lifts me from the couch and places me at the top of him.

'' Grace, don't provoke me,'' He harshly huffs and I raise on my knees pulling down his pants. Harry uncrosses his legs and I take down the fabric till it touches his mid-thighs, then I climb up lifting my nightgown. I let it fall to cover my white legs and fist Harry's hair as i kiss the life out of him.

'' Don't torture me,'' he begs almost crying while his hands grab me by the hips moving me closer.

'' Oh, I know you like it.' I grin as I get him in again.