After a few minutes of standing in our embrace on the beach, Harry’s hand slipped into the front of my leggings while he began to kiss me. I whimpered when I felt his fingers slip under the band of my panties and slowly stroke my core, dipping his long fingers into me. My hips bucked against his hand of their own accord as he deepened the kiss. How can I ever resist this man?

"Always like this," Harry muttered against my mouth. He flicked my sensitive clit with his finger, stroking it rhythmically as I lifted my hips, circling against his hand and feeling the desperate need for release. "We'll always be like this. Promise me.”

"I promise," I choked out. Harry continued stroking my swollen clit, knowing just the right pressure to send me over the edge. I felt the tide of sensation about to hit and Harry kissed me fiercely, swallowing my cries of pleasure and continuing to stroke me until I fell back limply in his arms.

I looked up at him after I caught my breath, stroking his cheek and wanting to reassure him. I was still hesitant about going back to the way things were, but this is what Harry needs. Maybe this is what I need, and I’m just denying myself happiness for whatever reason.

"I love you, Harry. That's all that matters. We'll figure out the rest.”

Harry smiled and I saw his troubled eyes clear of uncertainty. "I love you too, Chloe. You're right, we'll figure it out.”

I smiled back at him, glad that he was beginning to sober up already. Hopefully things will be different this time around, and I can try not to let our relationship consume me.

“Will you come to bed with me?” Harry whispered into my ear.

“I can’t,” I sigh. “The girls are probably waiting up for me, I should get back inside.”

Harry groaned at that. “At least come up for a few minutes.” He smirked as he rolled his hips against mine, allowing me to feel his evident arousal.

“Okay, but I can’t sleep up there,” I tell him.

“Deal. Let’s go baby.”

Harry was obviously eager to get me into his room seeing as he was practically sprinting while he led me back into the house and to his room.

As soon as we made it, he locked the door behind us and made record time peeling off my clothes.

“You're dripping wet, baby. I love that your body wants me. Just like I want you,” Harry growled into my ear. "You belong to me.”

Harry kneeled in front of me and placed each of my legs over his shoulders so that I was forced to keep them open. I clenched my lower body as he nuzzled the top of my thigh, dangerously close to my core.

"I love how you smell. I love how you taste. The way you tremble when I love you with my mouth.” Harry's voice was low and barely audible. "No one else will ever taste you except me. No one will ever fuck you except me." His hands on my hips tightened when I just stared down at him. "Say it.”

"No one will taste me or fuck me except you," I whispered, my desire overpowering my worry. I could already feel how wet I was, so wet that I was practically dripping.

Harry growled in approval as he buried his face between my thighs, lapping me up as if he was starving for the taste of me. The sensations were almost too much to bear and I tried to shift my hips away to escape the overwhelming feeling, but Harry kept me firmly in place, working his mouth over my swollen clit to the point of pain. I cried out when I felt his tongue dart inside of me, licking me relentlessly, returning to my aching clit over and over again until I screamed, convulsing over and over again in a climax so violent it felt like an out-of-body experience.

He continued suckling me through my release, and I pushed at his shoulders, trying to get him to release me.

“Harry," I breathed, feeling spent. “I—I came.”

Harry looked at me, his eyes smoldering as he continued sucking on my clit. "Again," he muttered against me. "Again.”

“Harry, I can’t—" I couldn't continue talking, feeling like I was going to explode from the sensations I was experiencing. His tongue on me felt almost painful, my core sensitized even more by my climax. I was riding the edge of pleasure and pain, wanting to escape it as much as I wanted to revel in it. When I climaxed again, I felt like I was going to pass out, the convulsions so strong and powerful.

As I came down from my high, I saw Harry unbuckling his belt and shoving his pants and boxers down. His erection looked impressive, the end glistening with pre-cum.

"I'm going to fuck you and come inside you, Chloe. Lift up your legs.”

I didn't even think to protest as I lifted my legs, thankful again that I had finally started taking birth control two weeks ago. I think we were both sick of condoms.

There was no gentleness as Harry slammed into me, his eyes glittering as he watched me cry out and arch my back. I felt pure pleasure coursing through me, my entrance so slick that he slid in easily. He began to move in and out of me, holding my legs up so that he could sink himself deeply into me.

"That's right, baby. Take me in. You feel so fucking amazing.”

“Harry!" I cried out, not believing that I could feel the pressure mounting again.

"That's it, baby. Let go. Let go and let me take care of you. You're mine. You're mine to fuck.”

"Yes, yes!" I sobbed, my head thrashing from side to side, unable to control my reactions.

"Say it!” Harry sounded hoarse but there was a powerful intensity to his voice.

"I'm yours. I'm yours to fuck. Please,"

Harry gripped my ass, holding me in place as he pounded me mercilessly, his hard cock thrusting into my softness until I screamed out in ecstasy. I heard a shout as he joined me, pumping his climax into me, my convulsions milking his shaft.

Harry fell on top of me, still inside me, and the haze slowly lifted as I realized what we had done. I felt almost angry with myself for letting him think he can be so controlling and possessive of me when all along I’ve been trying to get him to slow down.

Harry stilled my hips with his hands when I made a move to slide away from under him. He lifted his head, sweat running down his face and dampening his hair.

"No," he said with a thick voice. "I'm staying inside of you. I need to make sure you keep every drop of me.”

---

Once the girls finally left the next morning after our sleepover, Harry and I spent a relaxing day at the pool. Anne and my dad were out doing stuff for their upcoming wedding, so it was nice to not have to worry about them catching us.

I’m still a little unsure if allowing things go back to how they were before with Harry is the best decision, but Harry obviously does. I’m willing to try it again in order to make him happy.

“Are you hungry yet? I can go pick up lunch if you want,” I offer as we lay on the sun loungers.

“Yeah, I’ll eat. Do you want me to come with?”

“No, I got it.”

“Okay. My wallets on the kitchen counter. I think I have a twenty in there.”

“I’ll be back,” I lean down to kiss Harry quickly and pull on my coverup.

I don’t bother grabbing Harry’s wallet; he buys me too much. I love that he takes care of me, but I don’t want to be dependent on him.



The sandwich shop is pretty busy by the time I get there. It’s expected though; the place is popular and it’s lunchtime.

I order for Harry and I then move to sit at a vacant table where I wait.

“Order for Chloe Hayes,” They lady behind the counter calls my name when our food is ready.

Once I get up, I grab the bag and thank her. Just as I’m about to head out of the building, someone stops me.

“Excuse me,” I turn around to see a tall, middle-aged woman looking at me. She’s tall and skinny, almost model-looking, and has a bronzed tan.

I look at her quizzically; I have no idea who this woman is or why she stopped me.

“I’m sorry, but I heard the worker call your name. You’re Chloe Hayes, right?”

I wearily nod at the woman.

“You wouldn’t happen to be related to a David Hayes, would you?” She asks.

We both step aside to allow a customer to exit through the door we were blocking. “Um, yeah. He’s my father.”

I try to determine what the look is that crosses her face, but fail. Who is this woman?

“Forgive me,” She smiles apologetically when she notices my facial expression. “I’m Ruth Gunderson. I’m an old friend of Dave— your father. He mentioned you a few times, but we never met. I went to college with your parents many years back.”

“Oh, hi,” I smile politely. What am I supposed to say to her?

“I haven’t seen Dave in a few years,” She reminisces, looking out the window of the shop. Once I don’t say anything, she returns her gaze to me. “How is your mother?”

I fight the urge to let any emotion surface. I can do this. I can talk about her without breaking.

Who am I kidding?

“She’s fine.” My lie comes out as quiet as a whisper. I wish she was fine.

“That’s good,” Ruth smiles. “Well, I shouldn’t keep you from wherever your headed.” She points her acrylic nail to my bag.

“It was nice meeting you,” I offer a smile.

“You too, Chloe. Tell your father I say hi.” She smiles at me again before turning to head out the door.

I dismiss the odd encounter and head home. On the car ride back though, I can’t stop thinking about that lady, and how she asked me about my mother. I realized that I’ve been holding out the truth from many people, and it’s not right. I decide that I need to tell Anne the truth once and for all, because she deserves to know. My mom deserves not to be a secret. She should be honored—not kept secret.

---

“What’s going on, Chlo?” Harry asks and pulls me to sit on his lap in the hot tub.

“Nothing.” I shake my head and mess with the bubbles forming at the surface of the warm water.

“Talk to me,” His plea is a whisper.

I shrug, trying to put into words what I’m thinking. “I need to tell your mom about my mom. I’ve been selfish for not telling her, and she deserves to know the truth.”

“Do you want me to be with you when you do it?” Harry’s arms wrapped tighter around me. “You know I’m here for you. I think it’s good that you’re finally telling her."

“No, I think I should do it alone,” I sigh. “I don’t want her feeling to get hurt when I explain to her why I didn’t tell her in the first place."

“She’ll understand.”

“I hope. And thank you. For being here for me.”

“Always.”

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