Longing for you

She looked horrible and it was one of the hardest things I ever had to do, seeing her like that. Her face was covered with cuts and marks and I could see the parts where they had punched her.

Red swellings, which mere most likely to turn into a purple and green color closely, bruises and contusions all over her face and her wrists, where I assumed they held her.

My only thought was: Remember to be careful! She didn´t seemed like she could take another to fast movement or pressure on any part of her body, but she kissed me.

This time she was the one, who decided to do it! My heart flattered like a humming bird as I saw what she was about to do in her eyes the moment she came closer.

My tongue slipped over her lips and I could feel the cracks and I missed the softness of them for a second. Carefully I pulled her closer to me and let my hands wander up her arms over her elbows up to her neck.

The kiss was different this time. It tasted like blood, broken promises, passion and forgiveness somehow.

Her lips pushed urgent against mine like I was her savior in this mess, called life. She was the most perfect creature I´ve ever met in my short life and I didn´t understand how any of these guys could have distorted her pretty, beautiful face while her glancing eyes stared at them.

Some wet curls of her hair fell into mine and I breathed in the smell of it. She fell all over me and we laid on the sofa her on top of me.

I slowly started to kiss down her collar bones and tried to be as careful as I could. She let out a faint moan and I could tell she liked it.

While I turned us around so we were laying under me and I continued my line of kisses down her chest while I pulled up her shirt and I slowly licked over her hipbones.

Her moan got louder and she started to tangle her finger into the curls in my back of my neck. As careful as I could I pulled up her shirt and revealed a white and laced bra as she sat up so I could get it over her head.

Our lips found each other again and I breathed her in as hard as I could. She dragged my shirt over my head as well before she slowly kissed every single one of my tattoos.

The places were her lips touched my skin prickled faintly and I was remembered of warm sun rays, which had the same affect on my it every warm summer day.

Suddenly she stopped and glanced at the big moth over my chest before she began to trace with her finger along the edges of it. Just the feel of her cold finger on my body and the conscience that she was really here, made me let out a sexual sigh.

Slowly she opened my belt and unzipped my pants and I did the same with her skinny jeans, which were just hiding her adorableness and her pale soft skin.

My lips wandered down her neck again, over her collar bones down her stomach over her navel to her panties. As I was getting rid of it, I unclipped her bra with one hand and she placed her hand in my lap.

Little Harry reacted immediately and I harshly breathed in. For more than a week there had been like none action at all, but know I couldn´t waited any longer.

Once her panties were removed I leaned down to kiss her sensitive area. My name left her lips in a groan and I liked the deep tone of it. My tongue moved up her inner thighs and she sat up.

She helped me get loose of my boxers as well and I questioningly looked at her.

“We´re fine”, she let out and she gave me entrance to her. This felt so right and I slowly started to move on top of her.

The moonlight, which shown from the window into the room lightened up some parts of her face and I started to kiss over every single bruise and swelling, making sure my lips just faintly rested on her vulnerable skin for some seconds.

Even through all of them she looked beautiful.

As pretty as on the first day I met her and the last she stepped out of my room, leaving me angry and with tears behind. But know she was here again and it felt like she´d never been gone.

“Oh God”, she suddenly whispered and I was close to my climax as well. We both moaned our names as we nearly came at the same time.

After that we just breathed against each other, staying in the same position we already were. Her lips gently found mine and we kissed one more long and lasting time before I collapsed next to her.

The only noise in the room were our loud breaths and the clock over the TV constantly ticking. They were no words, not one that left one of our mouths´.

I took one of the blankets and pulled it over us and she came closer before I wrapped my arms around her small shoulders. One of her hands rested on my chest, the other was tucked in my curls.

My finger knew exactly what to do as they started to stroke through her hair and I tried to pull her even closer to my body.

Even without any space between us, I felt like she was still to far away from me. I think that was the way we fell asleep.

Close. Healed. Next to each other. She is mine!, was the last thought, which flashed through my mind before sleep came over me.

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