Breaking Fate

My back hit the luxurious mattress as Harry held me firmly to the mattress.

After we had left the Eiffel Tower, we had come back to the kid-free hotel and the next thing we know, we are in the master bedroom.

I moan as Harry massages my right breast through my thin shirt fabric. I lift my head up and push my lips to his, causing him to gasp as I take control. He tries to slip his tongue into my mouth, but I teasingly deny him entrance. He growls a sexy, low growl as he slips his hands under my shirt and starts to trace small circles on my breasts as his finger dips into my bra cup and grazes my erect nipple. I moan as the feeling of his warm hands touching me there, flows through my body. He takes that opportunity when my lips open, and slides his tongue into my mouth. I wrap my arms around his neck and with all my strength, I flip us over so I am now on top. I pull away from the heated kiss and stare deep into his eyes as I start to grind my hips onto the bulge that is starting to make a tent in his pants. He groans and mutters through a wave of pleasure, "You drive me crazy Karina." I smirk at that as I take the hem of his shirt and slip it over his head. Harry immediately pulls me back underneath him as he presses his lips to mine again. I trace my fingers down his perfect abs and wrap my arms around his back, pulling him as close as humanly possible. I feel his fingers rolling my shirt slowly up my body as it finally clears my head, leaving me in my black, lacy bra. He licks his lips a he glances at my full, rounded breasts that are bulging out of my bra. "What size are you," he murmurs as he starts to pamper kisses along my stomach, slowly making his way up. "D," I reply simply. "And you are wearing what?" He continues. "32C," I sigh as I bask in the feeling that is left behind after he kisses a part of my skin. He looks up at me and says, "You are way to modest." I raise my eyebrow at him and reply, "And is that a bad thing?" He smirks and says, "It depends who you ask he says as he winks at me. Of course he wants to see me wear a D size everyday-what man doesn't?!

I feel Harry slide my shorts slowly down my legs as he stares at my black, lace matching panties. He looks up at me questionably as he brushes his finger atop the hem of my panties. I shake my head slightly and say, "I want to wait until our wedding night to go all the way. I don't want to make the same mistake that I made last time." He pecks me on the lips softly and says, "Thank you-I don't want to regret my past again." He moves back up and starts to nip and bite at my neck, slowly starting to form a hickey. I moan as my hands move up to unbuckle Harry's belt. He kicks his pants off and I hesitantly move my hand to place it on the bulge of his boxers. He draws in a sharp breath as I rub the bulge softly. He moved my hand away and starts to rub me in between my legs. I moan loudly as he hits my clit. He stars to rub faster and in a circular motion. Through my ecstasy, I realize I'm not doing anything for Harry. I roll him over with a small grunt at his weight as I straddle him and start to grind back and forth really fast.

My breath starts to shorten after a couple minutes and I can feel a burning sensation in my stomach as I move my hips one more time and my underwear become soaked. I hear Harry groan, and I can feel him shaking underneath me as he finished too.

We lay there for a while before my mind starts to turn off and that amazing night when I got engaged in Paris flashed trough my mind as sleep consumed me. I woke up in what felt like hours, but was more like 45 minutes to a knocking on the hotel door. Who would be knocking at this time of night. Who would it be, who would it be, who would it-The boys! Shit! I
grab a robe off the hooks in the bathroom and I throw one to Harry who is just waking up and dash to the front door. As I pull open the door, I see a pretty girl with soft brown hair and green eyes like Harry's standing there with Aiden and Nicholas. The sleepily stumble into the room and head towards the pull out couch which is already set up for them. They curl up and I can see them falling asleep fast as I turn towards the women in front of me. " You must be Gemma," I ask as she replies, "And you must be Karina." I nod as I adjust my robe. As I adjust the robe, it skips off my left shoulder, revealing the hickey that Harry left there. Gemma smirks as she catches a glimpse of if. "Now I see why Harry had me take the kids," she says in a knowing tone. I blush, at a loss for words. I move my left hand up to tuck my hair behind my hair in embarrassment and that's when Gemma then sees my ring. "Oh my gosh, did he propose to you," she squeals as I look at the floor as my skin turns a bright shade of red. I murmur, "Yeah." She claps her hands together and replies, "We'll I'm so, so happy for you guys and I can't believe Harry didn't tell me this! Wait, did he propose tonight? Where did he propose? Do you know when the wedding will be held? Or where it will be held?" she says really quickly. I grab a piece of paper and scribble my number on it and say, "We will get together sometime and then we can talk." She nods as I hug her good-night and she walks down the hallway.

"Lets get some sleep," says a huskily voice from behind me. I nod as he leads to our bedroom in the heart of the most beautiful city in the world.

Notes

Finally, finally, finally! I'm sry-I'm on my mobile again and I'm so sry if it's a crappy chapter! And that is the first sexual scene that I have ever done in any of my stories so I'm sry again if its crappy.