Summer Break

“Be honest with me; admit that is a good movie!” Harry spoke, looking down at me in his arms.
I shook my head smiling, “Alright Harry, I guess it’s not that bad.”
“You’re lying.” He accused.
“Harry! I would never.” I looked up at him offended, and then cracked a smile. “You’re right, I still don’t like it… but I did have the right company.” I smiled, laying my head on his chest.
“Same here, the best.” He stated. I laughed and kissed his chest before standing up from the couch.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“I’m putting this pizza in the fridge… or better yet, let me take it to Ash and Jake real quick.” I answered, grabbing the box of pizza we had for dinner off of the coffee in front of us. “I will be right back.” I said, leaning down to quickly kiss him on the lips.
“Hmmm, Hurry.”
I opened the door and said, “I’ll be back before you can say Irish Wristwatch five times fast.”
Before I shut the door I heard, “Irish wrish- oh bloody hell.”
I giggled to myself as I walked to our room, well I don’t know, and knocked on the door.
“Well, Annabelle. I’m surprised Harry let you leave.” Ashley joked, opening the door for me to come in.
“Oh, ha-ha.” I handed her the pizza. “Here, in case you haven’t eaten…” I said walking towards my room. I opened the door, about to close it when Ashley barged in.
“Annabelle, what are you doing?” she asked with a sly smile on her face.
I felt my cheeks burn as I turned to the dresser to search for some-
“Oh my god! You’re going to have sex with him!” She yelled.
“Shh! Ashley shut up.” I whispered loudly, pulling out a deep red lace bra that matched the panties I was wearing.
“I can’t believe it! You’re really going to do this?” she asked.
I sighed and turning my back to her, swiftly pulling my shirt over my head. “I don’t know… if he wants to, I mean I-I think I’m ready.” I reply, switching bras quickly and sliding my shirt back on. “I want to let him be my first.” I spoke softly, nervously pulling my hair to one side.
“Awh, finally!” she says sweetly, then adds. “Tell me how he is, I bet he’s rough.. actually, no. I bet he’ll go easy on you the first time. Does he know you’re a virgin?”
I nodded shyly at her.
“You’ll be fine, and your body looks totally hot… did you brush your teeth? Chew gum? Shave your legs? Shave down there?”
“Okay, okay!” I held up my hands. ‘Stop with the questions you’re making me more nervous than I already am, Ash.”
“Sorry.” She apologized, then moved over to hug me. “I’m just so proud.” She fake sniffled. “They grow up so fast.” She says, pulling out of the hug to wipe her finger over her imaginary tear.
“Oh shut up.” I rolled my eyes, walking out my bedroom door.
“Okay, okay.” She laughed. “Seriously though, it’ll be okay. Don’t feel like you have to do it with him. And use protection… and you know it will most likely be painful the first time and…”
“Ashley,” I stopped her. “Thank you, for being such a good friend.” I smiled a genuine smile to her before opening the front door.
“You’re welcome. Love you girl.” She says rubbing my arm.
“Love you too boo. See you later.” I winked and shut the door behind me, making my way to Harry’s room with an extra pep in my step.
As soon as I open the door with the key Harry had given me, he jumped from the couch proudly. “Babe, I have it! Ready?” he said as I shut the door behind me. I nodded. “Irish Wristwatch, Irisht wish- Dammit! I swear I had it.” He shook his head.
“Oh yea, I’m sure you did Harry.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing the side of his mouth.
“I did, I said it 5 times before you walked through that door.” He said, darker than usual, with a smirk.
“Oh?” I kissed his lips. “What does that mean then Harry?” I ran my fingers through his hair, before kissing him slowly again. “Am I bad luck?” I whispered as seductively as I could, biting my lip, looking up at him with big eyes.
“Oh, you’re far from it Annabelle.” He stated, putting his large hands on my back to pull me closer to him, then kissed me, hard.
I already felt warmth running all over my body as he kissed me, moving his tongue into my mouth. My hands ran through his hair, elbows bending to pull him closer to me, closer than he’s ever been. I felt out of control already, and then he moved his lips from mine, kissing down my neck.
“Jump for me Anna.” He whispered.
“Wait, Harry. What if that goes wrong and one of us falls… What about your back? I mean something could-“
“Annabelle,” he groaned. “Just jump.” I did as he said, wrapping my legs around his waist.
He carried me to the kitchen counter and set me down, standing between my legs. He moved his lips back towards mine; his hands ran along my sides.
I moved my hands from his neck and reached for the hem of his shirt; he caught on lifting his hands over his head and stepping back.
I looked over his inked chest, then back to his eyes as he stepped back to me, fingers on the hem of my shirt, playing with it as if he wondered whether it would be okay.
Soon he figured so, slowly pulling my loose shirt over my head so I was left in black shorts and my dark read lace bra.
“Annabelle,” he breathed, looking only into my eyes as he wrapped his arms back around me. “You are so beautiful.” He said before kissing me again, pulling my closer to his chest, then reaching his hands under my legs.
I wrapped my arms around his neck again, pulling him closer, as close as we could get, before he lifted me off the counter. He began walking toward the bedroom with his lips on mine without tripping or running into anything, Impressive.
I smiled against his lips, as he closed the bedroom door behind him.
“What?” he asked, with a small smile on his face as well.
I shrugged, “I’m just impressed you didn’t trip over anything, that’s all.” a shy smile covered my face.
“Oh, is that right?” he asked, slowly walking me over to the bed. “I’m very versatile, Annabelle.” He bit his lip as he threw me gently down on the bed.
A giggle fell from my lips as he climbed back on top of me, kissing my lips once then looking into my eyes. His right hand traveled over my uncovered torso, then just his fingertips skimmed over the skin. Finally, his lips trailed through the center of my breast, and in a line down my stomach until he was at the top of my shorts.
I closed my eyes, feeling his thumb under the waistband of my shorts.
“Annabelle?” he asked.
“Harry.” I answered breathlessly; hoping he understood it meant ‘please take them off.’
He did, slowly sliding them down my legs and pulling them off at the feet.
I was so nervous, but at the same time I didn’t really care. I wanted to be with Harry, I wanted him so bad.
He moved back up to kiss me on the lips, pressing himself into me, rubbing against me.
My arms wrapped him, my hands running over his back.
Harry’s hand moved under my back, causing it to arch up.
“Harry.” I whispered.
He undid my bra with one hand, and now I was really nervous. I bit my lip, avoiding eye contact with Harry as he pulled my bra off. Seeing me in my underwear was one thing, seeing me naked was another.
“Annabelle,” he took my chin with his index finger. “Tell me what you want. I don’t want you to leave again.”
I shook my head, “Harry, I’m not leaving.” I whispered. “I want to be with you, please. I want this.” I say, making sure he knows he’s not forcing me. I kiss him again, and he kisses me back, and I know that this is it.
He moves his hands to my panties as pulls out of the kiss. His eyes stay on mine as he pulls them down my legs just like he did with the shorts. Once they were off his eyes scanned over my body from bottom to top, and when his eyes met mine again he smiled. It was a caring smile, and I knew I didn’t have to be self-cautious of my body.
“Hold on, baby.” He pecked my lips standing from the bed.
I leaned up on my elbows and watched him walk over to his wallet, pulling out a silver packet.
“You carry them in your wallet?” I asked as he walked over to the bed, quickly pulling his boxers down before climbing on top of me.
“Yea, don’t you?” he smiled, causing me to laugh. After he pecked my lips again, he asked. “Annabelle, are you su-”
I cut him off by kissing his lips. “Harry, please. If I didn’t want to, I’d tell you.” I peck his lips again. “Don’t worry.”
“Alright… but if it hurts, I need you to tell me. If you want me to stop I will.”
I nodded in response, watching Harry sit back up and slide on his condom before he moved back over on top of me. He connected his lips to mine, and then I felt his finger run over me.
A deep blush covered my face.
“You’re good baby.” He whispered against my ear.
His tip ran over my vagina, and I closed my eyes. I’m not sure if it’s nerves, or what.
“Look at me.” I opened my eyes as Harry positioned himself in between my legs.
I felt him on me again, before he leaned down and kissed my lips, down my jaw and to my neck, and then he was slowly beginning to push himself inside of me. I then realized the kiss was to distract me, nice try Harry.
As he really began to enter, I took a deep breath, already feeling a bit of pain.
I hooked moved my hands to Harry’s back again, as I kissed him on the shoulder. He moved deeper into me, his lips still attached to my neck. The pain was getting worse, but I only pressed my lips harder to his skin.
He pulled from my neck to look into my eyes, I nodded, then he roughly connected his lips with mine, his tongue slipped into my mouth, and then I felt him push in all the way.
“Oh,” I let the word slip from my mouth, causing Harry to flinch, but he still kept his lips on mine as he moved again.
I moved my lips back to his shoulder holding him tighter to me as he created a slow rhythm. I winced with every move, how the hell do people enjoy this?
Harry moved a bit faster, causing me to hold him to me tighter and squeezing my eyes shut.
I accidently let a tiny sob fall from my mouth, then Harry pulled up to look at me stopping his movement..
His face was filled with worry as he moved his thumb to wipe away a tear, I didn’t noticed has fallen, from my cheek. “Annabelle, are you alright? I can stop.”
I shook my head. “No Harry. Keep going.” I whisper, wrapping my legs around his waist from support.
He continued to move, kissing me over and over before pulling away. “You are so amazing.” His breath fanned over my face.
His movements became faster and he started panting in my ear. The pain was still there, but it wasn’t nearly as bad.
I bit my lip, but it was getting harder for me to keep my breath steady with each thrust. I couldn’t handle it; I pulled his face to mine, kissing him as hard as I could. My hands rand through his curls as his pace became even faster.
Suddenly more pleasure ran through me than before, and I became breathless. I felt my stomach begin to tighten.
“Harry.” I moaned against his lips.
I felt his smile, but I couldn’t return it. I could only focus on him inside of me, and how good it was.
“Annabelle, are you close?” he breathed.
“uh huh.” I think I am at least.
He moved even quicker, causing the bed to shake. His breath was unsteady as he looked down at me. “Anna,” he struggled.
I moved my hands to his back, feeling all over his muscles flexed underneath my hand.
Inside of me turned, and I knew this was it, this was gonna be the pleasure.
“Harry, I’m gonna…”
“Me too.” He said, thrusting quicker and quicker and then, we both released together.
Our breathing is heavy, Harry was breathing in the crook of my neck, while I was on his shoulder.
Once our breathing was back to normal, he slowly pulled out of me, causing me to wince and threw his condom in the trash beside the bed.
He rolled onto his back looking at the ceiling “Baby, that was…” he trailed of as if trying to find the right words. “Oh my god.”
I laughed. “Yea, it was.”
He turned on his side and I faced him. “You okay?” he smiled.
“I’m more than okay.” I smiled, pushing the hair that stuck to his face back. “I mean, it still hurts but it’s nothing I can’t handle.” I shrugged.
“So it was good for you?” he asked.
“Yes Harry! Of course it was.” I laughed. “What about you?”
“Annabelle, that was… That was the best I’ve ever had.” He said sincere.
The butterflies in my stomach fluttered at his words.
“Really?” I yawned, not meaning to.
“Really, I’ve never felt like that with anyone... We should go to bed, you look tired.” He said.
I nod my head, still smiling.
“I’ll get the light.” He said standing from the bed, turning the lamp on before walking to the switch, exposed.
I took the opportunity to stare at his naked, beautiful body.
I hadn’t realized my eyes had closed until Harry was lying next to me, pulling the covers over us. I opened my eyes to him on his back, and I crawled to put my head on his arm and wrap my right arm around his chest.
“Thank you.” I whispered, closing my eyes.
“What for?”
“Everything… for the best summer vacation to the Bahamas in the history of, well probably forever.”
He chuckled, stretching away and I heard a click.
“Thank you, Annabelle. For being exactly what I’ve need, for being yourself, and for being a part of my life.”
I try to reply but what come out of my mouth makes no sense.
“Goodnight, Annabelle.” He whispered, kissing my head.
“Mhmm.” I hummed, letting sleep take over me.

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