VALERIE

Chapter 39: Don't read this! OMG

“A little help here, baby?” She asks me while facing the full-length mirror, referring to the zipper at the back of her dress. I briskly walk towards her direction and stands behind her. She practically gathers her dark hair in one hand, lifting it up so I can do the task without intervention.

I can’t help but admire her hour-glass figure. Her curves are so sexy and enthralling. I want to grab and touch them all of the time. My hands are so addicted to the way her breasts and arse feels against my palms. The way her soft and smooth skin creates friction against my own skin, it’s enchanting. I just literally want to feel and touch her every time. I am so obsessed with her.

“I want to fuck you all over again.” I whisper behind her ear and I notice my breath create goosebumps down the nape of her neck. Her cheeks flush and she giggles at my honest and lustful remark. After zipping her dress, my hands explore her body by rubbing her sides, pressing myself against her behind.

“You should get yourself checked.” She giggles once again. Her ticklish shoulder shrugs when I ghost her neck with a kiss. She giggles even more as I continue kissing her earlobe, the spot behind her ear, and her shoulder. I could never really get enough of her.

“Harry…” She mumbles in a whiney tone when I wrap my arms tightly around her. I hum inquisitively over her shoulder as if I don’t know what she’s murmuring about. I lean my chin over her shoulder as I continue peppering kisses on there, back to her neck and onto her cheek. I just really can’t stop. “Baby, we really need to go. Your twenty-five minutes is over.” She chuckles endearingly which makes me want her more.

“Ah, baby…” I whine. “Let’s just stay here… and do it… all over… again.” I tell her between sloppy kisses on her skin.

“You’re a dickhead, you know that? You planned this date, you awaken my curiosity and you won’t even taking account on it. Wow, fuck you.” Her words are harsh but she’s laughing. “Come on, now.” She pulls away a bit, tugging my hand with her as she makes her way to the bed. She sits down on the edge after throwing her towel on the hamper, waiting for me to kneel down to grab her shoes and put it on her.

I comply anyway and wait when she makes her way to the walk-in closet to grab her make-up set. Honestly, I think she doesn’t need any of those; she’s already pretty as it is. Quiet clanks travel across the room as she walks around the room with her shoes before she steps inside the bathroom once again.

While waiting for her, I stand in front of the mirror to examine myself. I run my hands through my curls and shake my head to mess it up. I push back the loose strands from my fringe, stroking my hair for another three times. Adjusting my belt, I pull my tight jeans up for a secure hold—as if it’ll ever fall which is impossible because it hugs my legs firmly. Fixing the folds in my white printed shirt, I scrub my hand in front of me before pulling the collars of my black blazer up to my jaw.

Just few minutes later, Valerie finally goes out of the bathroom completely glammed up. Her sultry make-up complements her fiery red dress rather charmingly, especially with those lovely brown eyes. Her wavy jet-black hair falls down elegantly past both sides of her chest. Her fleshy red lips curves up to an attractive smile. My heart is beating fast, pounding against my ribcage at the beautiful sight. I’m so glad she’s mine.

Her mesmerizing and stunning beauty renders me speechless and ‘wow!’ is all I can muster matching my widened eyes.  

I think I need to reinforce my guard over her against some competition when we go out. I laugh at the thought.

“Let’s go?” She gives me a nod while asking. I nod at her as an answer before grabbing a coat for her and drape it over her shoulders.

And so we end up in a Libera—a famous English all-boys vocal group—concert that I know all along that she’ll love. She is surprised and won’t even stop gushing about it even until we’re finally seated in the front row. I picked the seats especially for her. I know really well that she will appreciate it.