Fool's Gold

Harry kissed my swollen lips tenderly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him close. He dropped to the mattress beside me, taking my body with his. We laid on our sides staring at each other. My legs were shaking and I felt weak. I stroked his hair lovingly while he rubbed my back to calm my body.
I smirked a little, "I know one Bear that will always be better than any Packer throughout time."
"Yeah? And who is that?" Harry asked, seeming amused since he knew I had no knowledge of American football.
"You." I replied gazing into his eyes. Harry pressed his lips to mine sweetly. "I'm so going to get you for that later." I whispered against his lips.
Harry laughed, "I'm looking forward to it." Harry released me from his embrace as he sat up in the bed. He leaned back against the headboard. I looked at him like he was strange. I wanted to cuddle. "You can lay on me, baby." He smiled warmly. I snuggled closer to him, resting my head on his perfectly toned abs. I draped my arm over his hips. Harry ran his fingertips up and down my spine slowly, "Wanna watch a movie?"
I smiled up at him, "Yeah." Harry leaned over without jostling me at all to grab the remote. He turned the television on and started flipping through channels. My brows furrowed when I gazed up at him again. "Harry?"
"Yes love?" He replied without looking at me.
I bit my lip, "You don't want me to...do you wanna make love or...something?" I didn't know why I was so shy about asking. I was a grown woman that'd been with the man next to me so many times.
Harry chuckled, "Not right now. Why? Do you want more?"
I shook my head still blushing, "No. I don't think I'd be able to handle it."
Harry lifted an eyebrow at me, "Then why ask?"
"Well, I mean you just..." I began nervously.
"Enola, I didn't do it to get something out of it. I did it because I wanted to. Because I was feeling cheeky. Not as a way to obligate you. That's not how sex is supposed to work." Harry seemed almost mad at me. "Just because your husband is a selfish dick." He snapped quietly. My heart clenched in my chest. I flung the blankets off my body and went to the edge of the bed. "Baby." Harry sighed reaching for me. I stood from the bed and grabbed my shirt from the floor. "Noli, get back in bed." Harry pleaded grabbing my hand. "I'm sorry. I didn't...I wasn't thinking. Please, get back in bed."
"But you said it." I replied softly sitting down again.
Harry ran a hand through his soft, already messy curls, "I know. I shouldn't have. I'm sorry. But you're better than that. You're more to me than a way to get off." I kept my sad eyes on his apologetic green ones. Harry's words were sincere as he said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. It wasn't meant to hurt your feelings." I just nodded. "Please, baby, lie back down with me." I returned to lying down next to Harry. I rested my head on his chest, wrapping my arm around his abs. Harry put both of his arms around me, holding me as tight as he could. "This is what I want from you. I want to hold you. I want to relax with you." Harry whispered to me. I closed my eyes and tried to will away the tears that wanted to fall. His first wave of jealousy was starting.
"I love you, Harry." I whispered trying to take his mind off the conversation.
Harry kissed my hair lightly, "I love you, Enola. I'm sorry."
"I accept your apology." I murmured, trying to hide the fact that a few tears had fallen. Harry held me tighter and intertwined his legs with mine. I relaxed into him when I felt his fingertips teasing my spine again. "Harry." I whispered again. His eyes met mine, sadness still lingering in them. "You're right though. He's selfish. I shouldn't think you would be too when I know you're not. I'm sorry."
Harry shook his head quickly, "No. Don't apologize to me. I know you weren't asking to make me mad. I shouldn't have gotten mad at you. There's no reason to be mad at you." Harry pressed his forehead to mine, gazing into my eyes. "Let’s just go back to sleep then start the day over when we wake up."
I smiled, shaking my head, "No. I don't want to forget waking up to you kissing me the way you were. I don't want to pretend that you didn't get playful and I definitely don't want to forget that orgasm. Let's go back to sleep then make the day even better." Harry looked relieved as he kissed my forehead.

Notes

Kind of short. I know. But I will be posting another tonight. Hope you guys are loving it. :)