“I wanna do something special for you baby” Harry mumbles in my ear, tugging my earlobe between his teeth. After coming home from our fancy anniversary dinner, Harry has me pinned against our bedroom door.
I hum against his neck in response and lift my head to look into his jade eyes. Hugging my arms around his torso, he brings one of my small hands to hold in his while pressing his forehead against mine. Fingers lazily toying with the diamond that has been on my left forefinger for the past incredible five years, lips moving down to plant soft and gentle kisses on my neck.
“Get on the bed.” he urges, lightly jolting my hips forward as encouragement.
I feel a fire in my skin, excitement for what’s to come coursing through my vein. My body longs for Harry’s touch, as if depending on it to stay alive. Heat rushes down south as I think about all the possibilities of what may happen tonight. Obeying his command, I make sure to sway my hips as I walk over to our bed and lay myself down.
Coming over by the edge of the bed, Harry kneels down in front of it and pulls my ankles so that I’m now at the edge of the bed with his face is eye level with my core.
“I’m going to make you feel so good.” he whispers, his palms creeping up my thighs at a torturous rate, teasing me, until they grip at the bottom of my dress before pulling the fabric up and off of my body painfully slowly.
“Don’t tease me” I whine. His teasing is taking a toll on me, turning me on with every touch. I’m sure that my arousal is making itself visible through the light fabric of my thong. I tug at the flimsy material, lifting my legs up, urging him to take it off. With a smirk on his face, he follows my silent plea, and I sigh in content as my heat is exposed to the cool air.
“So pretty.” Harry whispers against the skin of my thigh, unhurriedly pressing his lips against my skin, getting closer and closer to where I need him most.
“I want to make you feel so good tonight,” he coos. “How about I make you cum five times, one for each year we’ve celebrated, yeah?”
I can only moan in response, the thought of it causing more arousal down south, and goosebumps to appear wherever his lips met my skin.
“I’ll take that as a yes” he smiles, finally attaching his lips to where I crave him the most. Pleasure rakes through my body at the sensation of his tongue licking me top to bottom, sucking my folds into his mouth before circling the tip of his wet muscle around sensitive bundle of nerves. Unshameful moans tear through my throat at the pleasure he is giving me.
His eye contact meets with mine as his mouth continues to work on me, quickly bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I don’t even attempt to suppress the string of curses falling from my mouth as he licks, nibbles, and sucks at my clit.
“I’m close, Harry” I manage to gasp, the knot in my stomach churning before finally relaxing as I release into his mouth. Moans and whimpers of his name echo in the room as euphoria takes over all of my senses, my toes curling and my legs tightening around his head, leaving me panting and gasping for breath as I come down from my first orgasm of the night.
“You taste so good, (Y/N). I want more” he says against my core, continuing his assault on my sex. I know it won’t take long for me to reach my second high since I’m still sensitive from my first one.
Suddenly, I feel the pads of two of his fingers circling around my entrance before easing them inside of me, and I can’t help but cry out at the feeling. I feel my wetness pool around his fingers as they string me along. Harry moans against my core at the taste of my juices, the vibration adding to my pleasure and searing through my body. I try to form coherent sentences as I try to let him know of my oncoming orgasm, but epicly fail as the sensation courses through my body, igniting all of my senses. A massive amount of my juices releases itself as I experience a high even stronger than my first one, covering around Harry’s mouth and fingers.
“Fuck fuck fuck, so good Harry” I whimper, clinging onto his curls so pull him closer to me as I ride out my powerful orgasm.
As I relax my muscles around him, Harry pulls away from my core to stand up and remove his clothing that is a huge nuisance to him. It’s impossible to ignore the huge tent in his pants, looking almost painful. He hurries to pull off his jeans and boxers, letting out a sigh as his cock is finally free from it’s restraints. Coming over to rest his body against mine, I let my hands roam his body, taking in the silky skin of his torso. His lips kiss up my torso, igniting a flame wherever they touch. Irritated by his slow pace, I grab his face in my hands and tug him up to crash my lips against his in a desperate, needy kiss. His lips mold against mine as they move in sync, his tongue swiping against my bottom lip for entrance, which I easily grant. I pull him tighter to me as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. After a few moments, I pull away, gasping for air. Harry takes this opportunity to leave kisses everywhere around my neck, finding my sweet spot and paying extra attention to it.
“Get up on your hands and knees, angel.” he says against the skin of my neck before pulling away to let me crawl to the headboard to obey his command. I turn my head on my shoulder to see Harry following behind me, giving his cock a couple of tugs.
I then feel the tip of him rubbing up and down my pussy teasingly, causing jolts throughout my body.
“I love the way your body reacts to me. Always so wet and ready for me, and eager.” he whimpers.
“Harry, I’m so sensitive” I whine, my pussy pulsing.
“But baby, we still have three more to go. I know you can handle it, you can take me.” I can practically hear him smirk and he slowly pushes the head into me, before sliding in fully inch by inch. A whimper slips from my lips, my body already shaking as the pleasure is too much for me to handle. After taking a moment to adjust, he pulls out of me slowly before slamming back in, powerful grunts escaping his tongue.
“Good girl,” he says in between moans as he thrusts into me at a swift pace. “So wet and warm and tight around me.”
My body begins to shake uncontrollably and cries leave my lips as he brings his hand around to circle my clit.
“Too much, Harry, too much. I’m gonna cum.” I whine.
“Come on, (Y/N), cum for me” he grunts.
My body trembles as the fire in me explodes, and I can’t contain my screams as my body falls forwards, his hands moving to hold me up so that I don’t collapse on myself. I feel my juices squirting out of me harshly all over his cock as my orgasm consumes me completely.
“Fuck, (Y/N). That was incredible” Harry gasps, eyes wide as he witnesses me come completely undone before him. My body finally comes down, leaving me gasping for oxygen.
Harry pulls me down to cuddle with him, trying to calm me down as I attempt to even out my breathing. He pulls my body close to his, his fingers parting my sticky hair from my forehead.
“Don’t get too tired yet,” he says to me when he notices my breathing evening out. “We’re not done yet.” His hands grip my waist, pulling me on top of him. I easily catch on to what he wants me to do, but I know that I can’t oblige because I am way too worn out.
“No, Harry” I whimper.
“Come on, I’ll help you” he pleas, lining himself up at my entrance again. I sigh, knowing that I’ll never win this argument.
After a few more deep breaths, I sit up and sink myself down onto him, making him groan. I cringe at the unwanted intrusion, still not fully recovered. Harry grips my hips again, slowly guiding me up and down. Leaning forward, I rest my palms on his chest for leverage and begin to grind my hips against his. I continue this motion before lifting my hips up and circling my hips back down.
“Fuck yeah, keep doing that.” he groans. Encouraged by the fact that I’m giving him pleasure, I keep going, beginning to feel my pleasure slowly building inside of me.
It doesn’t take long until I’m at the edge once again, moving my hips at a rapid rate, chasing my orgasm that I know is only seconds away. I feel my walls clench around him, raising the volume of the animalistic noises leaving Harry’s mouth.
Before I know it, I’m tumbling off of the edge once again as I continue to bounce on Harry’s length to ride out my orgasm until I collapse on top of his chest. In this moment of weakness, Harry takes this opportunity to flip us over so that he is now on top again.
“One more,” he whispers. “This time I’ll go slow, okay?”
I nod my head in response, not able to form words.
Harry slides himself in gradually and grabs my small hands in his larger ones and places them by my head. Resting his forehead against mine, he leaves a short, chaste kiss on my lips.
“Open your eyes, love. Let me make love to you.”
With much difficulty, I managed to do so, my eyes immediately met with his piercing green ones. Harry begins to rock his hips into mine at a leisurely pace, letting us both take in the feeling of each other. Strings of moans and ‘I love you’s’ are let out from both of us. There is no rush in the way that he moves his hips into mine, showing me how much he loves me in the way we are physically connected. The emotion and love is strong between us, no words needing to be spoken as it’s all written in our eyes. How much we love each other, care and long for each other. Everything that Harry does to me, every action he takes, every kiss, every touch, every word, is always out of love, as do I to him. The yearning for each other has always been mutual, the feeling of not being able to live without one another. The message between us is sent with mutual understanding and feeling. Harry’s hips continue to collide with mine, the sensual feeling resonating from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. Our lips inches apart, he leans his forward even closer to attach in another kiss. This one, unlike our previous one, is much less heated, not out of need or hunger for one another, but full of emotion and love. Only the need to express to the other all of the love and happiness between us. Feeling my walls begin to clench around him, I pull away from his lips to breathe.
“Harry, I’m close.” I warn, my voice barely audible.
“Me too, (Y/N). Come with me.”
“Okay”
“Ugh, I’m right there. 3..2..1..” and with that we come undone together, in a bliss of an indescribable high. I watch him as his eyes screw shut, his eyebrows pinching together, and his mouth falling in an ‘O’ shape as he rides out his orgasm. The sight of him only makes mine course through my body harder, before we both come down trying to catch our breaths.
“Happy 5th anniversary, babe” I smile, once my breathing is evened out.
“Happy anniversary,” his grin reciprocating mine. “I love you so much.”
We re-attach our lips one more time in a simple kiss, lasting a few seconds.
“I love you too. So much.”
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