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"Why?" He says as he traces a finger over the lips of my pussy and I relax again, my hips rock a little, trying to get his fingers to slide down and in.
"I…I usually keep it like this. I just hadn't had a chance to visit my lady before I went to Ghana...so you got the beaver edition." I laugh
He laughs quietly. "As long as it's yours, I don't really care. But I do like this. Your skin is so soft." He slides down so he's lying in between my legs, his hands grasp my hips and his mouth presses against me. "Yes. This smell is my kryptonite. It's all you." He takes a long, luxurious lick and streak of heat it sends through makes my whole-body buck.
"Oh yeah,” he sighs and his breath teases all of the sensitive nerve endings in the cradle of my hips. “I could eat you every day, all day and I wouldn't ever get enough." His tongue dips, skimming my clit before he blows cool air over it.
"Ah. Oh my God." I gasp, my finger searching for purchase, finding it the folds of the comforter that covers my bed.
What Harry does with his mouth, I can't describe. I only know that it feels like I'm being turned inside out in the most pleasurable way.
"God, I can't wait to fuck you." He says when he slips two of his big, work roughened fingers inside of me.
"I don't know what I want more. To fuck you or eat you." He murmurs as he pulls at the hood of my clit and oh so gently sucks the sensitive bud into his mouth. I whimper, the pressure, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
"Oh, God. Harry, please. Just hurry."
"Your wish is my life’s mission." And then we're done talking.
Harry eats me with a vigor that makes me come hard and deep. He rolls a condom on and enters me with one hard thrust and curls my toes, arches my back and drags a loud groan from me.
"Dammit, fuck, yes" He mutters and there's not a hair on my body that's not standing on end, each hard thrust of his hips sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me.
I cling to him, because he's my life line. He brought everything I thought I'd never have again back. And I love him for it.
As my orgasm builds and our bodies move in a rhythm as old as time, but also as new as the feelings that have grown between us. My mind completely succumbs to the battle cry of my heart. "I won't ever let you go. I don't ever want to lose this." My vow leaves me in a sob, but one of release and exaltation.
“Me neither." Harry says, kissing me, licking the drops of sweat that cling to my temple.
Those words hang between us and our lips come back together. His tongue slides past mine and I try to reach for it. We prod and parry and feast on each other.
“I keep thinking that this can’t get better. But it does, every time.” He leans down to kiss me. His hair, sweaty and drooping over his eyes, brushes my forehead and I put a hand up to push it back. His eyes are fervent and bright as he talks to me.
“You. Not the sex. Everyday teaches me something new about you. And everyday, is better than the one before it.”
My heart is caught in my throat. I can’t believe any of this happening to me. This beautiful, generous, honorable man is looking at me like he’s never seen anything more beautiful than me.
“This is perfect" I whisper and stare into his molten chocolate eyes and see a bottomless well of happy endings.
This is what happens when souls that are meant for each other collide. They create something new. Something that no one has ever had before. It’s unpredictable, with a will of its own. It refuses to be mastered or tamed.
Harry’s eyes flutter and his head rolls back a little and I know he’s starting to come.
He drops his body onto mine, burying his face in my neck and thrusting hard and deep. “Stay with me. Don’t go back.” He breathes into my neck and my heart gallops.
I whisper, “Yes,” and feel like I'm flying.
He rolls us, so I’m on top of him.
"You're more beautiful than anyone has the right to be." He murmurs, his hands coming up to brush my hair off my shoulders. "I want to watch you come."
Palms on his chest, I set my pace and I make love to this man who has transformed my world.
When we're sated and sweaty, we fall asleep in a tangle of exhausted bodies.
Later on, when my world has burned down around me, I’ll remember this night and wish, we’d stay awake. I’d lament that I hadn’t found the courage to tell him everything before it was too late.
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