Unexpected

Chapter 27

(it wont be as detailed as it will later in the story but if you don't like sexuals contents you should skip that chapter) 

Samantha's POV:

I open my eyes again to see that Harry shifted himself up to his elbows and is watching me. His face is nearly touching mine and his breath tickles me.

“Harry” I say under my breath.

“I'm sorry” he whispers and leans closer “I'm sorry but I have to” he brings his lips to mine.

I close my eyes as soon as I feel his soft lips on mine. I want to tell him that he can't kiss me whenever he likes but I don't have the power to push him away, again its feels like my brain wants him to let me alone while my body needs him with everything I have. I can feel that he kisses me with more passion this time and the way he presses not only his lips onto me makes me feel like I never felt before. My whole body is reacting to him. He softly grabs my face, trying to pull me closer as he opens his mouth. Again I don't think about what I'm doing, the sensation of him kissing me takes over my whole body. I lift my hands and bring them up to his body, I flinch slightly as I realise he is still shirtless but I relax soon. He chuckles and the vibration, sends shivers over my whole body. His hands move down my body, stopping at my hips. He slips his hand under my shirt without any warning and I let out a gasp. He takes that chance to keep my mouth open and slides his tongue into my mouth. I sigh at the familiar feeling, his tongue feels so warm and soft, but still his kiss is hard and forcing. I move my hands over his shirtless upper body and try to touch him only with my fingertips. He groans in response and moves his whole body over me, without ever breaking the kiss. I gasp as I feel his body weight on me but he supports his weight with one arm and strokes my cheek with his hand. The other hands moves up my body. I feel goosebumps appearing on my skin but I don't have time to think about what he is doing, his lips and his tongue take my mind away.

The way our tongues fight with each other and the way his short and hot breath is covering my face, I press my body harder against him. I want him closer, closer than he already is. He chuckles as I close my arms around his body and press him down. I grab his curls with my hands and softly tug on them, he lets out a groan and I have to say I like it when he does those noises. I tug harder on his hair and he moans louder before he looks up at me and smirks.

“I like it when you're feisty” he whispers, his voice is huskier than normal and his eyes look different.

The seconds his lips leave my lips I already miss them I grab his neck and pull him back down but he only pecks my lips and chuckles. I am confused and he moves his hand under my shirt, his touch makes me go crazy. I don't have time to think about it, he presses his lips against my neck and traces wet kisses down my jawline. I try to press myself closer against him as his hands touch my breasts. I freeze.

“Don't be scared” he whispers into my hair and to my surprise his words calm me down.

As if he could read my mind he pulls his hands out from under my shirt and brings them back to my face. He looks me into the eyes before he traces my lips with his thumb.

“You've never experienced something like that right?” he pecks my lips as I shake my head.

I try to snap for air, it feels like I'm hyperventilating his lips are again on mine, catching me off guard. He holds my face with both of his hands now and kisses me passionately. No doubt that he is the one with so much more experience but he basically shows me how to kiss him back. His tongue slides into my mouth again and explores my mouth slowly at first but faster with the time. I have trouble to breathe and I can tell he is getting excited about this.