"I could feel my toes curling, Harry tracing the shape of my side, fingertips grazing my warm skin. He was so delicate, gently kissing my lips as his eyes remained on me. My left leg lifted to rest and curve around his back, heel pressing into his lower spine. The tip of his ready, slick length brushed me twice before carefully pressing in. Harry caught hold of the duvet, smoothly sliding it up his naked back to encase us in warmth. I knew the temperature would rise in the next coming minutes, but at that time it felt perfect. As he gradually guided himself in, small sounds escaped from my mouth, captured in the breath Harry inhaled. My fingers lightly tugged at the sheets, unaccustomed to the feeling of experiencing anything so intimate. It still felt odd, but nothing like it had when we first had sex." http://wattpad.com/story/4761290
