Chapter 12

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You nodded and grinned as the sparkle reached his eyes again. He took your hand and half dragged you back towards the bedroom. You squealed as he entered and spun you, pushing you up against the wall and kissing your neck. The immediacy and urgency of his actions was sent straight to your nether regions and you inhaled sharply. He picked you up in one smooth motion and bit down just above your collarbone, your hands grasping at his hair and back. He'd chosen to just put on a simple white tshirt and black sweatpants and you wanted nothing more than to rip the shirt from his body. He spun you from the wall and carried you swiftly to the bed. He set you down and you kneeled on the mattress, dragging his shirt off his body and tossing it on the floor. He had yours off directly afterwards and quickly undid your bra and tossed it as well. His cock was pushing against the fabric of his sweats and he stilled suddenly. "Got an idea, be right back." You stared at him a little peeved as he darted out of the room and plopped down on the bed. He came back a few moments later with a bowl and then went into the closet. He came back to the bed and set the bowl down. You tried to look to see what was in it, but he blocked your view. "Turn around." You frowned at him, and his gaze darkened slightly. "Turn around." Your frown remained, but you obeyed. You felt his arms come around you and then nothing as he blindfolded you with a silk scarf. You tensed slightly, but relaxed as his lips connected to your shoulder. "I've got you love." He laid you down and you felt him tug at your leggings and underwear. He pulled them off and you heard them land somewhere on the floor. Your body was tensing and relaxing as you tried to listen for clues as to what he was doing. You heard something clink and rattle and sat up. You felt his hand on your shoulder and laid back down. You felt him lean against the bed and tried to steady your breathing. The anticipation of his next move was killing you and you quickly realized you were not at all prepared for what was to come. His fingertips gently traced lazy patterns along your chest and tits and swirled slowly around each nipple and then shock. You inhaled sharply, gripped the sheets, and your back arched to the ceiling as an ice cube connected to your neck and agonizingly slowly made its way down your neck and chest, and slowly across each breast. It left a trail of goosebumps in its wake and your chest heaved at your pants as he swirled it around each nipple. Your senses were on full alert and your lack of sight was sending alarms all over your body. You heard him grab another cube and this one found its way to your stomach while the other melted on your heated skin. As they each melted, the bed shifted as Harry rose and grabbed another cube. You felt him crawl on the bed and he kneeled at your feet. He lifted your leg and one hand held your ankle in the air as the other traced and ice cube down your inner leg, starting at your ankle and working its way up. This time, Harry followed the cube with his tongue and the hot vs cold was sending you into overdrive. You moaned and writhed beneath him as he neared your inner thigh. The pattern slowed and became more intricate the closer to you he got and just as the last piece of cube melted and you could feel his breath where you wanted him most, he lifted and repeated his actions on the other side. You whined out for him and your hands found their way to your center subconsciously. You started to touch yourself, but were quickly swatted away. "Patience love, I'll get there soon." You moaned out and reached for the blindfold, needing to see his face. He tore himself from your inner thigh and crawled up your body. You felt his heat hovering over you and wrapped your arms around him trying to pull him down onto you, but he resisted against you. He reached and grabbed your arms with one hand and pinned them above your head. His other hand reached for the bowl and grabbed a cube. "You're getting greedy love. If you don't slow down, I'll drag it out even longer." You whined and then cried out as his hot mouth attached to your neck, while he reached down and swirled a cube around your nipple again. Every inch of you was aching. Beads of sweat were collecting on your skin from the arousal and your hips were rolling against his thigh. He pushed his thigh against you and your breathing deepened as he bit and nipped at your neck and ears. His thigh was moving slowly up and down against you offering ounces of friction and you were rocking wildly against it. He grinned against you and whispered. "Want something love?" You jerked against his grasp as he ran his hand down your body. His fingers found your center and ran through your folds. He smirked and declared proudly, "someone's ready for me." You whined he rubbed your clit with his thumb as one finger poked into your entrance. You tried to rock him further into you, but he stayed shallow and swirled slowly. His thumb was creating a completely different sensation as it rubbed you roughly. Your breaths were only moans now as each of your senses was heightened to full potential and your sensitivity was at what you believed to be its peak. He sank his finger in a little more and you moaned out for more as he teased you. His restraint of your hands coupled with the blindfold was sending you crazy. His fingers were still chilled from the ice cubes, but you were hot with desire as he pushed in deeper. He slipped in another finger and curled and twisted them inside of you, eliciting a frenzy inside your mind. He pushed you closer and closer and just when you were about to fall off the edge his hand left your body. You gasped and called out begging him to let you finish, but he remained still. Just when you had started to come back down, his hand returned and pushed you right back to the edge before pulling away at the last second. You cried out and continued to beg. He continued this pattern twice more and you were almost in tears from the massive amount of tension inside of you that needed to be released. You were writhing in his grasp, legs quaking, barely able to breathe, a sweaty mess, and finally, he sank his fingers completely inside you and rubbed your clit furiously. "Now. Cum for me love." His words were all you needed and you dropped off the edge, screaming out his name, and your entire body shaking as the blackness of release overtook you. Your high lasted longer than ever before from the extent of his edging and Harry watched you lustily as he pushed it to go as long as possible. As you came down, he slowed his movements and removed himself from you. He licked the remnants of you from his fingers and then bent down and kissed you. You kissed him back weakly, a little shocked by the taste of yourself on his lips. You rested for a few moments and he removed your blindfold. You basked in the afterglow of his skillful surprise and revelled in the showering of kisses and praises he was peppering on your neck and shoulders. After you felt you had recovered long enough, you turned your attention to him and grinned. You drug the silky scarf up his torso and kissed his chest. "Your turn." His brow furrowed as he contemplated your suggestion, but he didn't take long to agree and allow you to blindfold him. You hoped the task wouldn't feel too monotonous since he just did it to you, but decided he'd like it anyway. You rolled off the bed and looked at the bowl, seeing the ice cubes were melted. You drug his sweats off allowing him to be free and kissed just above that ever enticing patch of hair. "Be right back." You went off to the kitchen and returned to find him pumping himself. You crossed the room, set the bowl on the nightstand and crawled over him. You took both of his hands and pinned them against the headboard. "I don't think so sir." He almost whined at the loss of contact and you felt him twitch beneath you as you nibbled at his left ear. You pulled your lips from his skin and took a cube in your mouth. You let it stick out a bit and traced his chest and tattoos with it. Being sure to be as slow as possible, you got a new cube each time one melted. He hissed and grunted as you swirled his nipples and groaned aloud each time you dropped your hips and ran yourself along his cock. You teased him and smirked smugly each time you heard him react to your touch. You dipped your hips down and sat gently against him, rocking your hips back and forth against his cock ever so lightly. Suddenly, his arms ripped from your loose grasp and ripped his blindfold off. His eyes were dark and dangerous as he growled, "that's e-fucking-nough of that." You sat up startled at his mood switch, realizing that with the blindfold on you were unable to see his eyes change. He stepped off the bed and dragged you off of it too as he stood behind you. You bent over, hands on the bed, instinctively and he smirked behind you. "Guess you know what I want don't you?" You nodded and pushed back against him. He smacked your ass and you called out at the sting of his rings. He lined himself up with you and pushed in. You inhaled deeply at the stretch and whined as he sank in full hilt. He stilled for a moment and then put both hands on your hips and pushed you on and off of him. His breathing was labored and heavy as he held on, needing you to finish again. You knew you wouldn't take long and rocked your hips back and forth against him. His pace was relentless and intense as the sound of skin meeting skin echoed throughout the bedroom. Your moans increased in volume and frequency as he pushed you close again, smacking your ass occasionally to shock your senses forward. He hissed and grunted behind you as he fought off his own release. It didn't take long for the both of you to hit release and you revelled as he cried out and let himself loose, the second he felt you begin to hit yours. You both hit and came down and collapsed on the bed. His panting body collapsed down to the floor and dragged you down with him. You leaned against the bed and rested against each other as you attempted to regain control of your breathing. Harry smirked and looked over at you. "That's four."

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