Red String 2 {h.s}

Chapter 3

His words make her completely forget what she was doing as she drops everything and turns to face him. He takes that as a yes and doesn't hesitate to bend down, grabbing her legs, and throwing her over his shoulder.

"Harry!" she half-shouts, half-giggles but it only spurns him on. His hand quickly makes contact with her bottom and she gasps in shock.

"Keep squirming and you'll get another one," he says cheekily.

Amy thinks about his words, and then slides her hands into the waistband of his trousers and briefs, squeezing his firm ass.

"Hey!" he shouts and almost stumbles as he is going up the stairs. His reaction makes her cackle with laughter, earning her another smack on the butt causing Amy to shriek.

He gets to the top of the stairs and she is squirming so much that he barely gets to the bed. He throws her on the bed roughly and he enjoys the view as she bounces on the fluffy white duvet.

"You're in trouble, Miss.Bernier," he says, licking his lips as he circles the bed to the window to shut the curtains. The room darkens instantly and Amy feels the mood intensify too.

Amy is lying on the bed, resting backwards on her elbows. Harry moves to the end of the bed and grabs her ankles, pulling her swiftly, her shirt lifting up and exposing her midriff. Harry licks his lips, thinking about running his tongue along her stomach. She sits at the end of the bed and looks up at Harry, who has a shit-eating grin on his face. She bites her lower lip into her mouth and shakes her head at him and his cockiness. In the bedroom is the only time she likes it. When it's dedicated to making sure he is the only one who can make her come over and over.

Amy looks down at the outline in his pants. They are straining at the seams to hold him in. Amy wants to help alleviate that. She reaches out and runs her fingers back and forth along it and he pushes his waist forward, silently asking for more. She unbuttons his pants and slowly pulls the zipper down. Harry keeps his eyes focused on her face the whole time, reaching down and running his fingers along her jaw. She pulls his pants and briefs down together, springing him free. Amy rolls her lips into her mouth, and Harry can see the moisture on them after and it makes him shudder thinking about what she's going to do with her wet mouth.

Surprising him, she reaches out and takes his hand and directs it to himself. He strokes himself a few times observing her below him. Then, he watches her open her mouth, letting her tongue hang out slightly, and look up at him, and he nearly comes just from the sight. He steps closer and rubs his hard member around her mouth once before pushing it fully in. He watches her cheeks hollow as she sucks him in, and he feels her tongue run along the underside. She switches to concentrating on the tip as she uses her hand on the rest, twisting and pulling and bringing him to the edge so quickly.

"Baby...I want to...feel you," he barely gets out between groans.

She pulls her mouth away, but continues with her hand to answer, "I want to taste you."

"Fuckkk!" he moans, his head falling back and looking at the ceiling.

"Please, baby," she begs him and when could he ever turn that voice down?

He nods at her, because only profanities and nonsense is coming out of his mouth right now. She continues to bob her mouth on him and he can feel it building in his stomach, as if it's going quicker now that he has decided to give in to it. But it's building so fast that he feels out of control.

"Oh my...Ame...shit!"

Amy feels Harry's legs start to shake and his hand goes to her shoulder, gripping wildly like he is trying to ground himself or risk floating away. He jerks forward and Amy feels the first of several warm spurts down her throat. She holds his hips to steady him and watches him breathe heavily. After, she directs him to the bed and he sits next to her obediently. Harry takes one look at Amy and takes a deep breath, rolls his eyes back and then does a big, exaggerated exhale of breath. Amy giggles in response to him and he puts his arms around her, pulling her close.