Masterpiece {h.s}

43. Hard way & Flustered

I'm updating from my phone, sorry for the mistakes xx.

Harry was chasing me to his room. I ran, laughing on my way there. As I reached it, I tried to close his door but before I could, he was already there to stop me. I giggled, amused by our little game and tried to force on the door and keep him out, but I knew that it was no use, Harry was much stronger than me.

"We can do this the easy way, or the hard way, baby." He said on the other side of the door. I couldn't see his face but I didn't need to, I could easily picture him smirking, his dimples in full display, and his eyes shining with amusement.
"The hard way," I replied laughing.
"As you wish."

I heard him laugh before the door started to slide my way. I tried to dig my heels in the floor to stop the door from moving but Harry had already made his way into the room. I took a couple of steps back and Harry closed the door behind him.

"Now, you have to be quiet. You don't want to wake my father up, do you?"

I shook my head, unable to say a word. His voice was so deep and low and it stirred something deep inside of me. His mood had gone from playful to lustful. I bit my lower lip and didn't move an inch as Harry took a step towards me. He smiled wickedly before making the few steps that separated us.

"Why did you run baby?" He questioned teasingly.
I shook my head. "Because you're a pervert."
"You like it," he stated proudly.

I do, i thought but said nothing and jumped lightly as I felt Harry's touch on my hips. They went up my sides, gliding under the t-shirt that I was wearing. Suddenly I became very aware that I only slept in a t-shirt and my panties and him in his boxer. As I looked up, Harry's lips met mine fervently. Carefully, he backed us off on his bed and let us fall onto it. One of my hand went directly into his hair as I laid on his bed. The other rested on his shoulder, caressing, grabbing.

He was overwhelming, making me feel all kinds of emotions, good and bad, but I wouldn't change him for anything in the world. He made me feel alive and lit my whole body on fire with a simple touch.

His mouth stayed hard on mine as he pulled my hips closer to him. I could feel his growing bulge through our underwear and moaned as i felt him move slightly against me, hitting just the right spot. Harry seized the occasion to slip his tongue into my mouth. I grinded my hips against him and he grunted as he intensified the kiss. I craved him closer so I pulled on his hair and he grunted against my mouth.

We had always kept it reasonable but right now, as we were kissing and touching each other, I wondered why we never went there together, because Hell it felt so good.

"I love you," he whispered as he pulled away slightly.
"Harry" I said his name in between moans.

I stood up slightly to catch his lips, not wanting them to be away from mine any longer. He hugged me tighter before pulling away and kissing my face all over.

"No more fighting," he promised and sealed it with kisses.

He started to trail his lips down my neck, giving me slow, teasing kisses. I kept my hand in his hair, tugging at his roots while he went along my collarbone. I bit my lower lip, trying to avoid another moan to escape my mouth. His hand rested on my hips and slowly slided down to my ass before squeezing it slightly. I opened my eyes to look down at him and caught a wicked smile on his lips.

"This is in the way," he remarked as he took a hold of his shirt that I was wearing between his teeths. "Can I take it off?"

I nodded nervously and Harry caught onto it. He came back up and pressed several sweet kisses on my lips to calm me down. As he did it, his hands grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and slowly pulled it above my head. Once the shirt was off, i took his face between my hands and kept him at my eyes' level. I looked at him, showing him how nervous I was.