Forbidden Love

Harry's POV
At this moment there was nothing in this world better than my beautiful wife. As she laid beneath me, smiling, I couldn't help but think of all our past memories. But now was not the time for those, it's time to make some new memories. Maddie looked so perfect in her black and blue laced bra and matching underwear. I new she wasn't the one who felt perfect about her body, but as her husband, it was my job, my responsibility to tell her the truth and how I felt. And as her husband, I say her body was perfect. There was literally nothing wrong with it. Everything was even and shaped exactly the way I imagined my future lover to be formed. Although, she didn't think the same, I knew she was perfect. And that's why I married the girl...she is perfect.

Maddie's POV
Harry and I never really had a certain routine, we usually just winged it and felt the joy and pleasure of each other's company. But there was always the foreplay. the circulatory teasing he would add before we really got heated. His hand glided effortlessly down my body, from my neck down to the true beginning of my legs, stopping there. He tweedled his fingers slowly back up, so that his hand was above my centre. "Harry, stop being such a tease..." I whispered. He laughed at my junction, feeling the urge to need him and want every square inch of him forever. His hands guided themselves back up my body, sending a shiver down my spine. His hands stopped above my breasts, reaching his other hand under my back, and unhooking the double latched hinges to my bra. Thinking of my body size made me insecure, just like most women. I wasn't afraid of Harry seeing me, but I wasn't one to feel comfortable walking around my house naked whenever I pleased. "It's alright babe, you're perfect the way you are" harry sensitively said, knowing why look of fear come across my face. "I'll take care of you...don't worry" He said, waiting for a sign of approval. Harry was currently at the yellow light, wait. I nodded, him pulling off the lacey. Harry knew I didn't like him widening his eyes in bed so to keep from busting his habits, his lips dug into mine, concentrating on getting my next garment off. He had no problem with the panties, they were silk and easily slip-off. Once again, my body was bare while Harry over here still had his garments on. "Are you gonna make me do everything?" He whispered seductively in my ear, his foggy breath lingering my eardrum. I bit my lip, understanding his statement. 'Okay Maddie, let's just take off the boxers, not biggie...you've seen Harry naked...there should be no problem taking off his boxers...but make it creative' I thought to myself, in deep thought. I hatched and idea. I slid my body lower down his body, my mouth at the tip of his boxers. With my teeth. I pulled off the boxers, Harry moaning in surprise. I threw his now removed garment across the room and made my way up to his face level. "I thought we said no teasing" He said, a drop of sweat forming at the top of his head. "That was just pay back" I whispered to him, nibbling the soft loab beneath his ear. Without any warning, I felt the familiar form slide into me, catching me awfully by surprise. "Pay back always comes with revenge my sweet" He said, referring to his sudden entrance. "You ran a red light..." I said, staring at Harry. "Oops.." He said with a smirk. "I'm gonna give you a ticket..." Before he could fully understand, I flipped us over, and now I was on top. It felt nice to be the one in control, but I was absolutely clueless on what to do. Thankfully, Harry flipped me back to the bottom.Thank God! I would need to get some advice before taking my own trail on top. "You're going to be carrying our child for the next eight months, I'm sure I can do all the work for one night" He said to me, his sweat now starting to build up on his forehead. As pleasure (and pain) flooded through me, I grasped Harry's hair on the back of his head. His moaning left me thinking I was doing something right, but what? I was barely doing anything. "Harry, what's with the moaning...you're doing all the work?" I said between breathes. "I'm getting pleasure out of me doing the work too ya know!" He said, his face tightening. Listening to his soft, sweet pants reminded me of Liam and Louis when they exercised. The memories of them were noww taking over, me totally zoning out of my well deserved pleasure treatment. Memories of Louis and Liam filled my brain and just thinking of the two brought tears to my eyes. "Babe?" Harry said snapping me out of my memorized phase. "You look like you're about to cry...should I slow down--?" I interrupted him, still enjoying his movements, now noticing he was going a different speed now, and doing different movements, also known as 'positions'? I don't know, I'm mostly new to this stuff. "NO! I'm fine...just thinking about some things" I said, tears threatening to spill. " Babe you wanna talk about it?' I shook my head. "I don't think Liam and Louis should be on my mind at this direct point in time..." I said, shrugging...while panting, still. "oh...it's about them...good to know you think about Liam and Louis when your with me!" He said sarcastically. "I'm not! Your panting reminded me of Liam and Louis while they exercised and I started getting some memories...sorry" I said, one stray tear falling down my cheek. "I'm sorry babe...I know you miss them, especially Louis...but it was for his own good and our own safety" He said, now slowing down his movements. "I know..." I said mumbling. "Hey, but would I be here in bed with you tonight if we hadn't done what we did? Probably not!" He said laughing. I laughed along, enjoying the sweet conversations and compliments Harry sent me while in bed. Still playing with his tousled and sweaty hair. his moaning grew louder. I was for sure the neighbours new my name because of how loud he was screaming it. "Harry calm down...this isn't a concert!" He giggled at my funny comparison. Harry's moaning and screaming versus a loud concert filled with screaming fans. Eh, pretty accurate. And soon enough, the pleasure came to an end Harry realising his final moan. "Well, now we might how two babies!" Harry managed to say between breathes. That thought scared me. TWO BABIES?! Wait, why didn't we use protection. We didn't need to but any other time we would've...did Harry want more than one baby? "Harry do you want more than one kid?" I asked, also out of breathe. He looked over at me with a weird expression. He stared at me in silence for a few long seconds and his silence didn't answer me a single thing! "Harry?"

Notes

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