woman ➳ h.s

Prologue

Cambri

    I was tossing and turning in bed, fussing with my sheets and tugging at my clothes, anything for me to get tired enough to fall asleep. It was two o'clock in the morning, and I was nothing far from wide awake. I fumbled with my phone, scrolling to the only contact I knew I could call at two in the morning. I pressed the phone to my ear, and received an answer just after the second dial tone.

    His raspy, rather attractive morning voice creeped through the phone, leaving chills down my spine, as he groaned. "What is it, Cambri," I could imagine him sitting up in bed, with a face of pure annoyance for waking him up at this time.

    "I can't sleep, Harry," I responded, and threw myself back on my bed.

    "What do you want me to do about that," he retorted, sounded much more awake now.

    "Can you come over?" I hesitated to ask, but I knew it's what I wanted.

    "Right now," he paused, and began to breath heavily through the phone, "You know what's going to happen if I go over, Cam." He remarked aggressively.

    "Oh, I know," I responded, and he didn't wait a minute to reply.

  "I'm on my way."

*

    The doorbell rang sometime five minutes later, and I ran to open it. My mother worked really late shifts, so I had no worry about her catching me sneaking him inside.

    The second the door opened, I saw a very sleepy Harry, who threw on a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. We seemed to sort of be matching, seeing as I was wearing one of his t-shirts he forgot here, during one of our other encounters.

    He forced me inside and immediately smashed his lips onto mine, grabbing at the back of my thighs to lift me up, carrying me back to my room. He threw me on my bed, and began to take off his jeans, before tackling me on the bed once again. I reached for the bottom of his shirt and started to pull it off of him, revealing his toned torso, and the arms and chest covered in those tattoos.

Slowly, more clothes started to eliminate themselves, as I felt his two fingers slide down to my legs, pulling off the only piece of clothing I had on left. I bit my lip in pleasure, allowing him to do whatever he wanted to me.

He began nipping at my neck down to my chest, and back up to my lips again, biting at them. Then, almost suddenly, he stopped and started staring into my eyes, as he licked his lips and groaned, "You're mine, Cambri," and I felt him push into me.

    In between moans, I gazed into his dark, green eyes and responded, "I know, Harry.. I'm yours."

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