It's been over an hour now since Harry and I laid down but I couldn't fall asleep. I couldn't even get myself to doze off and that's what was pissing me off. My mind was spinning and my thoughts just kept getting jumbled every time I tried to sort them out. It didn't matter how many times I attempted, I couldn't clear my head.
I looked over when I felt Harry begin to toss in his sleep. He was either having a bad dream or was awake and still trying to get some sleep. I pressed my palm lightly to his face to try and calm him some but that only resulted in him wrapping his arms around my body and pulling me into his chest. I let out a small laugh at his actions. He is so protective of me and I loved that feeling.
My laughed stirred him from his slumber and his eyes fluttered open and focused on my face. He smiled when he saw me and I returned the gesture.
"Hey," he mumbled.
For only being asleep for an hour at the most, he had a morning voice going on and I loved it. "Hey," I whispered.
"You just wake up?"
"No, I couldn't fall asleep, you?"
"I fell asleep but I had a bad dream and when I heard you I woke up."
"What was the dream about?"
His face suddenly became serious and he looked angry, "they took you away from me."
"Who? Who took me away from you?"
"The people who worked from that piece of shit who called himself your grandfather..."
"Harry, they won't ever take me from you-"
"How do you know?"
"Because you wouldn't let them," I smiled.
"Wh-what if I couldn't stop them..."
"Don't think like that- I know that you would stop at nothing to protect me."
That seemed to make him feel better because that beautiful smile I knew returned to his face making me smile as well. The next thing I knew, I was pushing Harry onto his back and straddling his lap. He looked at me surprised at first but when my lips met his, all the surprise vanished.
My lips seemed to melt to his and my emotions were getting the best of me but I don't care. I let Harry's wandering hands explore my body even letting him lift my shirt up my body. I separate our bodies and take my shirt and throwing it to the ground before pressing our bodies back together.
I could feel Harry tearing at the side of his shirt to try and get the buttons to pull loose. He managed to get the top buttons to undo but the bottom buttons were being stubborn so I lifted my body up slightly and tore the rest of his shirt off. We were both shirtless and breathing heavily.
Harry's hands moved down my body and to my sweats tugging them down leaving me in just my undergarments. His eyes looked at every inch of my body that he could take in before he pulled me back down to him and flipping us over so that I was below him.
Our lips still attached and his hands cupping my face ever so lightly. I moved my hands lover and went to tug his sweat's down but he stopped me before I could. He seperated his lips from mine and was staring at me with his dimpled smile.
"I wanna do something for you first," he said as he began moving his lips down my body.
He kissed down my neck then between the valley of my chest before fluttering pecks down my stomach and stopping at my panty line. I could feel my self grow hotas he looped his fingers under the top of my panties and gently pulls them down my legs. I'm left bare on my bottom half and completely exposed to him.
He tests his boundaries by scattering more gentle kisses along my body. He then begins to tease me by pressing sloppy kisses on my inner thighs. After taking his sweet time being torturious, I feel him press a kiss on my throbbing heat.
I gasp and feel the tension rising as he begins to place more kisses there. They are sloppy and uneven. My breath becomes more and more but he just keeps going.
One of my hands is tugging on the ends of his hair whilst the other is clawing at the sheets. I feel him trace a line with his tongue all the way up my folds and I can't help but to moan loudly at the sensation running through my body. He keeps tracing a line up and down my folds but soon turns them into lazy traced lines as he pushes a finger into my sex. His fingers begin to work their magic, pushing in and out of me at a rapid pace whilst his tongue still teases me.
"Harry!" I scream.
My pull on his hair becomes harder and I gain a moan from his mouth. The action sends vibrations to where his mouth was pleasuring and I feel my stomach do flips. The tension was rising with each passing moment that Harry's mouth was devouring my most sensitive area. I could feel my body being pushed closer and closer to the edge. I was just barely holding one.
His moan assured me that he was enjoying what he was doing and that pushed my body even further. I couldn't stop the light moans and muffled screams of Harry's name from escaping my mouth. I was panting heavily and begging for more. Both of my hands were now raking through his hair, tugging, and pulling him closer to me to get more attention from his devilish tongue. When I couldn't pull him any closer, I rocked my hips back and forth creating more friction.
The tension was so high, making the room feel like a million degrees as I was finally pushed over the edge. My vision went black and my breathing was still heavy. I felt Harry move to above me and when I opened my eyes, I was met with his green eye'd smiling face.
"Did you enjoy that?" He whispers.
I can't manage any words. I fear if i try, only moans of unsaid pleasure will roll off my tongue. I am forced to nod at him with heavy breath.
I can hear heavy footsteps out in the hallway before I hear my brother yell, "are you two done? Because I'd like to have a freaking talk about everything that is happening."
I look back up at Harry and notice that he is trying to hold back a laugh but as soon as he see's me doing the same, he looses it. We both can't stop laughing at the fact that we just got caught by my brother.