Dice [h.s.]

79

"I have to get up." Harry frowned and stayed exactly where he was.

"Just stay for a little white longer." I shrugged as if it was a suggestion. It was very much a demand.

    Harry locked his eyes with me and smirked. He searched my eyes for a second before moving. He pulled himself so chest was above the blankets and he was taller than me. He placed one of his arms around me and pulled me closer to him.

    I laid my head against his chest as he began to draw the tips of his fingers up and down my arm. His other hand remained on my exposed stomachs, failing to suppress the butterflies hitting against my abdomen, dying to get out and fly.

"Did it help?" I asked, taking his hand from my stomach and intertwining my fingers on top of his.

"Yes." He whispered beside my ear.

"Good." I smiled, proud of myself.

    Harry turned my hand over so our palms were touching and laid it against my stomach. I could feel him breathing from my back as he could feel my stomach moving up and down. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"I don't care what you did. Nothing can make me change the way you make me feel." I say embarrassingly, wanting to immediately take back every word that just escaped from my mouth.

    He didn't respond right away but he did squeeze my hand. I could feel his body slightly tense by my words. But I couldn't tell if it was because of my words, or the big secret he was hiding from me.

"I regret doing it. Every single second of it. I don't want to lose you too." Harry pressed a kiss to the top of my head and smelled my hair.

"I told you, I'm not going anywhere." I turn my head up to look at him. He's already staring down at me.

    Instead of saying anything, he lowered his head and kissed me. It was gentle and hesitant, but I quickly kissed him back. I turned over, keeping our kiss going and getting to my knees. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he held my waist under my shirt, needing to touch my skin.

    I pushed into the kiss, pushing him against the wall and our bodies to be skin to skin. He began to knead circles with his thumb on my tummy, forcing me to break the kiss to breathe but he pulled me right back.

    I gripped onto the back of his head, pulling gently at his hair as the kiss slowly escalated into more than just a kiss. He continued to circle my skin as he welcomed his tongue into my mouth. They played and danced with excitement.

    Harry moved his hands to my ass, squeezing it and moving me so I was straddling his legs. I could feel him under me, slowly getting harder and his dick beginning to struggle.

    His hands found his way under my shirt, he ran his hands up and down my sides before sliding his hands up to my chest. He cupped my breast with hands before beginning to play with my nipples.

Good fucking morning

    I found myself moaning into his mouth as he continued to play with my tongue and kiss my lips. It was the ultimate multitask. I began to roll my hips against his, creating friction between us.

    Before anything more could escalate, Harry pulled our lips apart and removed his hands. His eyes squeezed shut as his head hit his wall. I froze, wondering what just happened. I thought we were having morning sex.

"I can't do this knowing I'm keeping a secret from you." Harry tried to move but I squeezed my legs against him so he couldn't.

"You didn't have a problem fucking me on an STD filled couch." I pouted.