Mine

Chapter 21

Harry and I stayed in the meadow way past dark.
The stars shone down on us, making our little world look so small.
I clung to Harry, his arms wrapped around me.
My face in his chest and his lips on my forehead.
When I first found out that Harry wasn't at all who I thought he was I would never have thought I would enjoy being nestled into his arms so much.
Or even being close so him. But now I wouldn't want be anywhere else in the world.

When the time came that our body heat wasn't enough to keep us warm we walked back to the house.
I didn't want to leave the meadow but I doubted that would be the last time I would ever see it.

The warmth of the house filled my cheeks.
I peeked in the mirror beside the door. My cheeks were a bright pink.
They always got like that whenever I was hot or cold.
It was annoying.
When we got upstairs and into the hallway that would separate us Harry stopped and unexpectedly pushed me up against the wall.
"Maybe you should stay in my room for tonight." Harry suggested.
"For protection purposes" he added.
I giggled and put his hands on my hips.
I was getting that feeling again.
My arms traveled up into his hair and down to his neck.
His hips pushed into mine.
"I wouldn't mind" I looked to the floor then back up at him... And bit my lip.
He smiled, knowing what I was doing.
I began walking backwards, pulling him along with me.
He kicked his door open.
"Ssshhh" I whispered.
He lightly closed the door.
We were both still standing at a dangerously close range to each other.
I was quite a bit shorter than him, but it didn't seem to phase him.
His hands cupped my cheeks as his thumbs circled under my eyes.
All of a sudden my legs were tightly squeezing around his hips as he walked towards the bed.
He carefully laid me down, his hips were still between my thighs.
I helped him pull off his shirt as he did me.
I automatically self cautiously covered my stomach and my breasts.
A white lace bra was covering me but... Still.
His hands caressed my arms then gently pulled them off my body and moved them to around his neck.
His soft pink lips brushed across mine then deepened.
His tongue begged for entrance into my mouth.
I opened my mouth a little inviting his tongue in.
My eyes were closed but I wanted nothing more than to open them and stare at him. To admire his beautiful body and presence.
I felt his hands go under my back and effortlessly unbuckle my bra.
I couldn't even do it that smoothly.
The nerves started to settle in then.
The only other time I did it, it was awkward and weird.
But the connection Harry and I have is completely different.
The electricity between the two of us makes an explosion and I can hardly contain it.
I heard my bra hit the hard wood floor.
Okay I guess that was my que.
My right hand slithered down the front of Harry's black jeans.
Fuck, those are gonna be hard to get off.
His pants were way too tight so I undid his belt and button. Which didn't make anything any easier.
He helped me strip off his pants.
Then went back to kissing me.
It was nearly impossible to do everything at once.
Add the emotion ( which came easily), find the right parts, don't fuck up. Try doing that with your eyes closed.
Harry was completely naked.
I didn't even realize I was staring.
He broke my gaze when his lips attacked my neck passionately.
I went back to stroking his shaft.
"No, I wanna try something different." Harry got up and grabbed something out of his side drawer.
He shuffled around and went back to his previous position on top of me.
He ran his body down my entire front, stopping once In a while to kiss my body.
He stopped when he got to my lips. He rested on his elbows as he kissed me gently.
My hands drifted to his back.
Harry tugged off my pants leaving me with only a Brazilian.
His teeth seductively pulled that down too.
Okay so we were really doing this.
His face then came up to meet mine again.
He tilted to the side kissing my neck.
I gasped at the sudden entrance but then relaxed into him.
He began thrusting into me. My breathe picked up speed as did his.
I gripped the head board and groaned.
"Harry." I whispered.
My hands grasped the back of his curly hair.
"Jane." He moaned.
I moved his head up to connect with mine again.
He moved so smoothly. Both of our bodies could read each other's like they were one.
Me and Harry were one, together.
I groaned again when I hit my high.
So did Harry not long after.
"I fucking love you!" Harry yelled.
All of a sudden I was frozen.
My shoulders tensed and my eyes burst open.
Harry could tell I was uncomfortable. He rolled onto his back and let out a breathe of air.
I was so quiet, you couldn't even hear me breathe. Oh yea I wasn't.
Harry's words frightened me more than anything that has ever happened to me.
I rolled onto my side. I could feel Harry staring at me but I didn't know what to say.
"Did I hurt you?" Harry asked sounding hurt himself.
"No. I'm just really tired." I answered quietly.
"Look at me." He commanded.
I did what I was told.
I rolled around to face him on my other side.
Once our eyes met I felt my muscles relax.
"Your beautiful." He whispered.
He leaned over and kissed my forehead.
Harry's fingers fiddled with my hair.
A smile appeared upon my face. "Come here."
I wiggled closer to him. He wrapped his arms around me. My face was buried in his neck. He smelled like he always did. Forest.
That was the most calm I had ever been since I got here.