Past Time // H.S.

Past Time // H.S.

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"God I missed you." He says breathing against my lips. Lifting me up against the wall, he pulls my thighs around his waist. "The dumbest thing...I've ever done..is leave you." I say between breathes as I wrap my hands around his neck pulling him closer, he puts his lips on my neck, sucking, making me flinch. I lightly moan, and feel my breath start to hitch. His big green eyes gazing into mine with awkward silence. I try to resist him, we haven't seen each other in four years. I thought our chemistry would have faded, but four years without touching anyone is hard. His eyes were still glaring into mine, waiting for acceptance to go any further. "Harry..." I begin to say, until his lips are pushed against mine hungrily. Feeling his kiss was the only thing I could think about. I missed his touch, he made me feel so good.
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Written by: Han-Rawr (I'll update when she does!! and I'm not the author I promise you that!) "i can tell you're to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

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