Sunset Lake {h.s.}

*42

Deja vu flashes in my mind. He and I have been here before, wanting to touch each other before. This spot in his vineyard was sacred to my heart. This was where it all changed for us, where we finally let go of what held us back and went after each other. This was where I felt him inside of me for the first time, and I wanted to feel it again.

"We've been here before," I smiled, using my elbows to hold me up.

"Yeah we have," Harry smirked, sitting himself up. "Tease," He shoots a wink over at me before turning his back to face me as he reaches over to grab his magazine.

I giggled to myself, my eyes fixated on his golden, chiseled back. His muscles unleashed something inside of me that gave my craving a little taste. It wasn't enough to calm the storm brewing inside of me, so I'll take matters into my own hands. Plus, I needed to start something that only Harry could finish.

"You know it's just us out here," I smirked, inching my leg closer to where Harry was sitting, and nudging his ass with my toe.

"Really?" He raises an eyebrow, being intrigued. Harry leans the side of his body down, using his elbow to hold him up.

"Mhm," I nodded, slowly spreading my legs so he could get a peak under my dress. "No one could hear us."

Harry's eyes drop down to my panties, licking his lips. He brings his cigarette up to his lips to take a long drag, once he's done I quickly take hold of the cigarette and plant it between my lips for my own enjoyment. Bouncing his eyes back up to meet my glare, the look he has worshiped me.

The small silence grows into a wet desire for temptation. Both of us are eager to touch each other, there's been hints of it constantly. It's built up and now was the time to let it explode. My body craved for him to be inside of me, hear his praises of how well I took him, and how I was a good girl. I was desperate to feel the ripples of pleasure.

Harry rests his hand on my bare thigh, the touch shoots a fire through my body. My body stayed glued to the blanket, my back couldn't bear to move from the spot. Heat rises within my core and I find myself taking a deep drag of nicotine from the cigarette like it was fresh oxygen from the air around me. His palm begins caressing my thigh as he inhales a deep breath.

"But what if..." He teases, his eyes losing their emerald color. His pupils grow, the darkness sending heart palpitations inside my chest.

His fingertips continue gliding up and down my thigh, making a shiver roll down my spine. Slowly spreading my legs, the wetness from my core pools in my panties. His lips part from the sight as his fingers glide over to my inner thigh. With his cigarette in my hand, I bring it to my lips to take a slight drag. 

A sharp gasp comes from my lips when Harry's fingers brush against my core, through my panties. My body jolts immediately, getting a small taste of pleasure. Harry barely applied any pressure on my sensitive bud, but it was enough to awaken the desperation I had. He hums with needs, loving how soaked I am.

"Fuck," He husked, gliding his fingers up and down to gather some of my arousal.

Prompting myself up by my elbows, I lean my head back. My legs had a mind of their own as they spread further apart, needing to feel the heat of Harry's fingers on my clit. He continues his tender motion, moving up and down. Harshly biting down on my lip, I buck my hips up. Harry comes to a stop when he sees my hands traveling underneath my dress. When he realizes what I'm about to do, he grips his fingers around my wrist to stop me.

"Only I'm allowed to take your panties off, do you understand?" Harry cocks an eyebrow, his tone filled with dominance. "I'm not rushing this, Matilda. We're out here completely alone and doing things on my terms. Okay?"