All Again

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
BECCA

Then.

Around noon, there was a knock on my door.
I had no clue who it could be. By then, I was still in Harry's clothes -the t-shirt and boxers-and I quickly threw on my own sweats before opening the door.
"Hi!" I heard immediately and saw two pairs of eyes on me.
Harry's sister and Liam's girlfriend.
"Uh hi." I said slowly. "What's up?"
I hadn't seen both girls since the show the previous night, and before that, neither one of them had really made it a point to hang out with me despite our introductions earlier in the week.
"Are you looking for Harry?" I asked.
I looked back at their smiles and Gemma nodded no.
"Can we come in?" she asked me.
I quickly moved out of the way and they strolled in the room. They were dressed and appeared to be in a good mood. It was a huge contrast to what I had seen last night. Everyone's tensions seemed high, but looking at the girls now, you couldn't tell.
"What are you doing?" Sophia asked softly.
I gestured to my bed that was scattered with my book, IPOD and a crossword puzzle.
"Trying to keep myself busy." I said honestly.
They smiled.
"We figured. Harry texted me and wanted me to invite you." Gemma suddenly said.
There was instantly too much to respond to in that sentence.
Harry texted her?
When?
And how come he didn't text me?
He'd been gone for three hours at this point and I was sure, being the texting freak he was, he had looked at his phone. Gemma had just confirmed this.
Lastly, invite me where?
I verbally asked the question.
"Oh. Out." Gemma said casually. "We're going sight seeing and figured you might want to tag along."
"Harry is worried about you." Sophia threw out with a gentle smile and Gemma lightly chuckled.
"Worried?" I asked curiously. "I'm fine."
"He doesn't want you to be bored." Sophia emphasized.
"Yeah it'll be fun. You want to come?" Gemma asked, cutting in after her.
I looked at my bed and the TV; uncertain. I didn't really know these girls. I had spent time with them but I wouldn't say I'd gotten close to them in my short stay. Last night was fun and they had kept me company at the show, but we were far from friends.
Still...I was bored and I could use a distraction.
"Did Harry say when he's coming back?" I asked.
"No." Gemma said. "But I wouldn't wait for him."
"She's right. These kinds of things take hours." Sophia said, then added, "You should come out with us. We'll make it fun. We'll grab lunch and stuff."
"Why not?" I said putting on a smile. They both seemed nice enough and I was in Hong Kong--I should explore.
"Great." Gemma said and pulled out her phone. She began to type and I wondered if she was writing Harry.
"So do you need us to leave so you can get dressed?" Sophia asked gently.
I looked down at my clothes.
"No. Let me just throw on jeans and a shirt." I said and headed to my bag.
Gemma looked around the room as she finished up her text.
"When do you leave?"
"Tomorrow." I said rummaging through my things quickly. I came across Harry's t-shirt from earlier.
I lifted it to my nose. It smelt like him.
"Oh, I was just wondering why you hadn't unpacked, like anything." Gemma asked me softly.
"Oh I've been in Harry's room." I said and then instantly regretted it. This was his sister and who knew what she would think. The intimate nature of our relationship had already been hinted by others.
Of course her thoughts would be pretty on the money at this point, but I didn't know what Harry wanted her to know.
Gemma just grinned and looked back at me.
"Oh okay." she said just as casual as before.
Sophia gave me a knowing smirk then turned away.
My cheeks must have been red.
I quickly stood with Harry's shirt in my hand. I decided I was going to put it back on.
It seemed loose and comfortable.
I headed to the bathroom and quickly changed.
I bypassed the ladies coming back into the room. I gave them a polite smile and grabbed my phone.
By now, they were sitting on my bed and lightly talking while they waited on me.
As I came back out, I caught Gemma's eyes first.
"Is that Harry's?"she asked.
Like a deer in headlights, I glanced at his shirt that was long, but with his tiny frame, snug on my body.
"I don't think so." I said quietly. It was a gray t-shirt and there were literally a million and one in the world. How the hell did she know her brothers?
Gemma said nothing in response again and just smiled.
I felt like she knew more than she was saying and I wondered what Harry had told her.
We quickly left the hotel room and I followed them downstairs.
"Do you think Lottie is ready?" Sophia asked as we walked down the halls.
"No. She said come back around three and grab her." Gemma answered.
I'd met Lottie, but hadn't spent much time with her. Still I was quickly understanding that Lottie, Lou, Gemma and Sophia must be 'the girls' crew that Harry referred too.
It was obvious they were all very close.
"How long have you and Liam been together?" I asked curiously as we waited for a car downstairs. All of the drivers were with the boys so we had to get a taxi.
"About two years." Sophia answered me casually.
I had more questions but I didn't want to be rude and invasive. I decided as the day carried on, I would drop them out sporadically.
We eventually waved down a cab and climbed in.
Gemma's phone chimed and she started texting. I once again wondered if it was Harry.
She confirmed my suspicions when she laughed and said "He is crazy."
"Who?" Sophia asked.
"My brother."
I felt my heart skip and drop at the same time. Again I wondered why he wasn't texting me... when I felt my phone buzz as well.
I looked down and 'Harry' appeared on my screen.
*Hey you. Are they driving you crazy yet?*
I looked at the girls who were giggling amongst themselves and pointing out things we passed on the road.
*No they're very nice. What are you doing?*
*You don't want to know.* he replied back but then my phone buzzed again.
*I have to go though, I'll text you when I can. Have fun.*
I was immediately disappointed. I literally got him for two seconds. I texted him a sad face and closed out my messages, turning my phone off.
"So what do you want to see first Becca?" Gemma asked showing me a map.
"I want to go shopping." Sophia interrupted. "I want a kimono or something."
"We should get one!" Gemma said excitedly and then turned to me. "What about you? What do you want to do?"
"Shopping seems fine." I said.
I hadn't brought much money on this trip and already knew I wasn't planning on buying anything, but shopping should be fun.
"Cool." Gemma said and turned back to her map.
The rest of the ride (to some mall they find) was eventful and the girls made sure to include me.
As we entered the mall, I was surprised to find many stores I knew. We stopped in Louis Vuitton, Macy's and Sephora.
While there, like most girls do, we got into a conversation about makeup.
"I'm not that good at it." I admitted as they discussed liners and eye shadows. I didn't understand the fundamentals of the contour and highlights. I was lucky if I could do a successful outer line most of the time.
"You should let Lottie do your makeup for you today, at least before you go." Sophia offered. "She does an incredible job."
Gemma nodded along. "And maybe we could get Lou to do your hair."
I chuckled, a bit overwhelmed by their sudden suggestion. "Oh boy, do I look that bad?"
"No!" they both said quickly.
"But it'll be fun." Sophia added.
"Right, take advantage. You could get a thousand dollar makeover for nothing." Gemma said warmly, nudging me.
I wasn't sure how I felt about the idea. The last time someone attempted to give me a makeover had been in the eighth grade and it didn't end too well.
Still I was curious and wondered what Harry would think.
He seemed to prefer the natural look, but tonight was our last night together and he did suggest dinner...it wouldn't kill to look really nice for once.
"Okay. Maybe." I agreed.
They smiled and we got back to shopping. Time quickly passed.
We stopped at the food court and grabbed a quick bite before heading back to the hotel to get Lottie.
It was then that the questions began.
"So Becca? Can I ask you a question?" Gemma asked as she twirled Chow Mein noodles around a fork.
"Sure." I said taking a sip of my soda.
"What's going on with you and my brother? Like, are you official or....?"
Caught off guard, I immediately looked up from my meal.
"What?" I asked, thinking I had misheard.
"I know you guys were just friends or whatever, but it seems like more at this point." she noted, continuing on.
I swallowed. I didn't know what I was suppose to say this question. What did Harry want me telling people? Hell...I didn't even know if we were official.
We were definitely more than friends at this point, but I didn't know what the future held and what this all suddenly meant.
We hadn't had the 'talk'.
"Uh...we're friends." I answered to keep it simple.
"I know, but are you more? It's alright if you are," she said quickly. "I'm just curious. Harry doesn't really bring girls on tour."
"Ever?" I asked in disbelief. I briefly remembered the video of the girls Harry had dated, and thought of their time together.
What did he use to do with them? The Taylor Swifts, Kendall Jenners and Paige Reiflers...
Gemma nodded no. "Not like this. He normally meets girls on the down low ya know?"
And Sophia nodded in agreement.
"We always know he's meeting a girl, I mean we're not stupid," a chuckle, "But he doesn't broadcast it and we never meet her. Sometimes we only see her because of an article weeks later." She spun her noodles more. "And I mean, don't get me wrong. I don't really care," she said scrunching up her face as if the thought alone disgusted her. "My brother's sex life is not something I like to think about. I'm just curious."
I smiled.
"Cuz you.." she continued on. "Well you've met everyone and you're staying in his room. On the tour. It's just a little strange, since you just popped up."
"I'm not staying in his room." I said quickly. "We just, hang out I guess. We're friends." I said again simply.
Gemma and Sophia didn't believe me and it was more than clear. Giving each other a knowing look, they turned back to their food.
I turned the attention to Sophia, hoping to quickly get them off of me.
I was intrigued by her.
She was me.
Or maybe, would be me in some fantasyland future.
Either way, I was curious to pick her mind about what it was like dating someone so famous; and how she dealt with it all.
"Is it hard dating Liam, I mean...with everything that goes on?" I asked on cue.
Sophia moved some hair behind her ear.
"Of course. But I got lucky."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I got the advantage. When me and Liam first starting hanging out, no one knew, and by the time they did, they couldn't get to me. I had moved everything to private and I keep it that way. The fandom knows about me,"
"And loves her." Gemma cut in quickly.
Sophia smiled back.
"Not all of them..." she chuckled. "But they don't know much about our relationship. We make sure of it."
"But what about the distance?" I asked.
She shrugged. "It's not so bad. I'm not Beyonce or Jennifer Lopez. I'm not on a movie set all the time or going on tours, so I get to be with him more. That is one advantage I guess, but it's difficult. Their lifestyle is very different from ours...and I think it's kind of what happened between Eleanor and Louis."
"Who?" I asked.
"Eleanor." Gemma answered. "Louis' ex-girlfriend. They broke up a few weeks ago."
"How long were they together?"
"Three years. We miss her." Sophia said and pouted.
"I talked to her the other day though." Gemma cut in.
"Oh yeah? About what?" Sophia asked and then they ventured on to Eleanor-whoever she was.
I took the opportunity to turn my phone back on, and glanced at it. It was after midnight back home so no one had texted me, including Harry.
We quickly finished up our food and headed to the hotel.
When we got to Lottie's room, she gave me a big hug.
"Hi!" she said warmly. She was always very friendly in the few times our paths had crossed and I liked her.
The girls settled in the room. Sophia plopped on the couch and turned on the TV while Gemma focused on me.
"So we had an idea." Gemma said smiling at me.
"What?" Lottie asked, looking between all of us.
"We think you should do Becca's makeup for tonight."
Her eyes lit up. "What's tonight?" she asked.
"Nothing." Gemma said. "But it's her last night in town and we think it would be cool."
"Sure." Lottie quickly agreed as if it was no big deal. "Sounds like a great idea. What kind of look do you have in mind?"
I had absolutely no clue and my eyes must have showcased it.
"Just spice her up." Sophia said. "Like you did for me that one day."
Lottie smiled and clapped her hands together in excitement.
Ooh a project!
"Should we call Lou too?" Gemma asked Sophia.
"Oh yeah!"
"Oh no that's not necessary, I'm just grateful for this." I said gesturing to Lottie.
Lottie waved them away.
"Yeah we don't need Lou. She's busy with Lux and Helene anyway. I'll just do your hair."
I had no clue who Helene was either, but I agreed.
I hadn't seen her work but the girls seemed pretty confident that she would make me look good.
"Let's head to the market first." Lottie said. "I want to get some souvenirs."
"No, do her up first." Gemma argued. "We don't know when we're coming back."
"Good point." Lottie said. She headed to a bag in her room and told me to sit.
She began to pull out cases that I knew carried excessive amounts of makeup.
I was immediately overwhelmed.
Gemma took a seat on the couch and dug in her phone and Sophia excused herself to head to her room for a minute.
"Have you ever had your makeup professionally done?" Lottie asked.
"No." I said.
"Not even for like a dance or something?" she asked
"I didn't go to a lot of them." I admitted. "And if I did, I just went bare with a little lip gloss."
"Ooh a virgin." Lottie said with more excitement. "When I get done with you, you're going to be making a trip to a makeup counter."
I just smiled. I didn't think so.
Lottie opened up one of the cases and began applying-what I assumed- were foundations to her skin as testers.
"You have really pretty skin." Lottie said as she bent down close to my face. "Very even. This won't take me that long."
As she leaned, studying my face, I felt she could see every pore and blemish.
I felt myself give a small smile, but I was no longer sure about this.
"Relax." she said with a kind smile back. "I know what I'm doing."
She quickly got to work doing my makeup and refused to let me see when she finished.
"You have to see the final look all together."
"You look great though." Gemma said and Sophia, who was back in the room, agreed.
Lottie plugged up a flat iron, and I sat and waited for it to warm up.
"I can't believe you don't really wear makeup." Lottie said.
"She doesn't really need it." Sophia remarked texting. "You're a pretty girl Becca."
I grinned. "Thank you."
I was glad to hear it. With their persistence for this makeover I was starting to feel like an ugly duckling.
"Do you model in your spare time?" Gemma asked.
"Me? No. I could never be a model." I said and laughed.
"Well how did you meet Harry?" Sophia cut in.
"At a coffee shop." Gemma cut in. "Can you believe that?"
"I'm not surprised actually." Sophia said and giggled. "Your brother is kind of something else."
I nodded in agreement. He was.
And I was already crazy about him.
Lottie moved behind me and began to separate pieces of my hair, straightening.
When she finished, she finally handed me a mirror.
Wow.
I was afraid she would go a little overboard on the makeup, but she had done an amazing job.
I looked great.
My eyes stood out against the black eyeliner and gold eye shadow, and the blush on my cheeks, made my skin shine.
My hair was parted in the middle, and sleek straight. It looked effortlessly chic and the natural wave of my hair was missing.
"Wow. Thank you!" I said.
She shook my shoulders and smiled. "No prob! Anytime."
Gemma stood. "Okay let's go."
It was obvious she was ready to get back to her plans.
I stared at myself more in the mirror and then followed the girls out. We headed to the swap meet and the market. Lottie was an enthused addition to our pair and the trip was a little more fun as she tagged along.
Due to her energy and the girls determination to see everything, time moved fast and soon it was seven.
We agreed to grab dinner and then head to the hotel.
When our food finally made it to the table, I finally got a text from Harry.
*Back at the hotel. Where are you guys?*
I nearly jumped out of my seat and packed up my things right there. I had to admit, I was officially sprung.
*Dinner. Are you all done for the day?*
*Yup. Thankfully. You were suppose to wait for me!*
*I know. I'm sorry. I didn't know when you were coming back* I texted honestly. Hell I had barely heard from him all day.
*It's okay hun. I'm joking. When will you be back?*
I looked up at the girls and everyone was in the middle of the meals.
*Not sure. An hour? Everyone is just starting to eat.*
I didn't get an immediate response and Gemma's phone chimed and buzzed on the table.
She picked it up and I waited for Harry to write me back.
Gemma suddenly laughed loudly.
We all turned to her and she flipped her phone, primarily so I could see.
It was a text from Harry.
*Stop stuffing your face and bring Becca back to me. Now!*
I smiled. She typed in a quick reply.
*We're eating. Patience.* she replied. *Besides don't forget who is the older sibling here*
Harry texted her and me back at the same time. She laughed again as I looked down at my phone.
*I took care of it. See you soon* he said to me and posted a smiley face.
Gemma flipped her phone for me to see for the third time.
Harry had wrote.
*Anyways. Just bring her back please. All the fucking love*
Gemma laughed and I did as well. They had such a close-yet weird- relationship, that it instantly made me miss my sister.
We went back to our meal and Gemma continued her banter with her brother. She even snapped a photo of her plate and captioned it 'Eating very slowly...'
In the end, it did take us a little over an hour to get back to the hotel.
On the way upstairs, Lottie gave me a smile.
"Wait until Harry sees you."
I had completely forgotten about my make over and become instantly shy.
How would he react to my new look? Would he even like it?
We headed up to my floor first, since Gemma wanted to see Harry and yell at him and Sophia wanted to reunite with Liam.
As the elevator door opened, we came into chaos.
A soccer ball flew through the air and Niall charged towards us.
"Oh touchdown!" Liam cheered excitedly, noticing us.
He immediately reached for Sophia.
Harry was further down the hall, and hadn't noticed us yet.
He had a water bottle and was spinning it between his teeth. He was talking to Mark the trainer and laughing about something.
He looked insanely hot, even from the distance.
I just couldn't understand it. He could be the most plain boy-wearing nothing but a t-shirt and jeans, and could completely take my breath away.
"Hey Styles!" Gemma called suddenly, and his head turned in our direction.
I avoided the ball that was thrown at that moment, and was grateful when it didn't take my head off.
"I need a word with you." Gemma continued. But Harry was looking past her and he was looking at me.
Our eyes locked and I smiled.
As we closed the space that separated us, Gemma reached him first and punched his shoulder.
"Ouch!" he said rubbing his arm but looking at me.
Then he really took me in. His eyes grew wide as he observed my new look.
"Wow." he said.
"Wow back." I flirted.
He was in his signature black jeans and a patterned shirt. His hair was pulled back in one of his buns.
Behind us the ball bounced and the attention was temporarily on the boys who were still playing soccer.
I turned to watch.
I smiled at Niall and watched as he kicked the ball, then I felt a gentle hand touch me.
I turned and it was Harry, who was smiling at me.
He brought a hand to my hair, and pulled a couple strands between his fingers. "What's this?" he asked.
"We gave her a makeover. Doesn't she look beautiful?" Gemma cut in.
His eyes searched mine and he seemed to take in every detail. "Well I don't think she needed a makeover per se, but you do look beautiful. Gorgeous even."
"It was just for fun."Gemma remarked.
He didn't take his eyes off of me.
"So, like my work?" Lottie asked cutting in. She had been stopped, talking to her brother,but was now caught up.
"Love it." Harry said, finally taking his eyes off of me. "You did a good job."
"I always do." she said boastfully.
Harry playfully rolled his eyes and looked us over.
"So what did you girls do today? I see bags."
Gemma looked down at the bags in her hand and shook it. "We did just a tiny bit of shopping. Nothing too crazy."
He looked at me.
"Did you get anything?"
"I did." I said with a small smile. "Your Valentine's gift."
"Valentine's?" Gemma asked quickly and Lottie looked interested as well.
Harry ignored both of them.
He turned to me, and once again the ball wheezed past, this time slamming against the wall and almost hitting all of us.
"Niall, what the hell!" Gemma said immediately, and picked up the ball and threw it at him.
Lottie chuckled and chased the ball, jumping in the game.
"Sorry." Niall said and he and Liam fought over it.
Harry used the distraction.
He moved his hand over mine and rubbed my fingers gently between his.
I was surprised by the contact.
"Well I'm tired." Harry suddenly announced. "Long day."
"You're going to bed?" Gemma asked turning around to face him.
At that moment, Harry pushed our connected hands behind his back, so it was not immediately visible.
"I worked all day." he emphasized. "I deserve some rest."
"So why did we rush back here? We could still be shopping." she began to argue.
Harry quieted her down, by using his free hand and flipping some hair onto her face. She playfully swatted him away.
He broke our hand contact, and used the other to wave goodbye.
"Goodnight!" he announced again and quickly opened his hotel door.
Gesturing for me to enter, the chorus of bye's and see you later's, followed me into the room.
I thanked Lottie again quietly and then watched as Harry said adieu for a final time and came into the room.
He shut the door quickly.
"So you're tired-" I began, but he cut me off.
His hands were in my hair and his lips were against mine before I could even process it.
After a few seconds of him taking my breath away, I pulled away.
"I've missed you all day." he said against my lips. His voice was deeper, rugged even and his breath hitched.
"I've missed you too." I said softly. "I thought you were going to text me more."
"I didn't have time." he said moving a hair from my face. "Besides I didn't really have my phone by me much."
"Oh." I said and wrapped my hands around his neck. "How was your day?"'
He kissed me again quickly. "I don't want to talk about it. I just want to get lost in you tonight."
It instantly turned me on.
"Get lost in me huh? What does that mean?"
"It means whatever you want it to mean. Tonight is yours."
"Is it?" I asked seductively. "Even no more waiting?"
He shook his head no and licked his lips.
"You don't understand. You're so fucking hot Becca. And what Lottie did..." his voice trailed off and he scanned my body.
"Is that my shirt?" he asked suddenly.
I smiled and just nodded.
"You wore it all day?" he asked proudly and I could tell he liked the idea.
"I mean, maybe I just wanted to be close to you." I joked.
He smiled and cupped my ass and kissed me again.
I instantly wrapped in him again, kissing him back.
He pressed his tongue in my mouth, gliding his against mine.
Our kiss was passionate and we made our way to the bed.
My shirt was removed quickly and Harry's as well.
As we fell on the bed, his mouth was all over me; kissing and exploring.
Outside the door I could still hear the boys playing soccer.
"I want you so bad." he whispered against my skin.
"Take me." I said simply.
He smiled and went for my pants removing them. His hands quickly found their way to my underwear and he began to rub my clit.
I instantly moaned.
He came back up to my ear and whispered. "I want to make you feel so good tonight." he said.
"You already do." I panted.
He didn't respond, and his mouth connected to my neck, sucking gently.
His hands continued their assault in my underwear and my sex became wetter and wetter.
"Take your pants off." I instructed.
I had waited days for him and I didn't want to wait any longer.
He temporarily broke the contact with my body and jumped off the bed.
He moved to his carry-on bag and pulled out a golden foil packet. Sticking it between his teeth, he began to pull down his pants.
I watched him in deep interest and lust.
"Boxers too." I said since he didn't immediately remove them.
He removed the condom from his mouth. "Patience. Ever heard of fourplay?" he teased.
I sat up and unbuckled my bra.
"Fuck foreplay tonight." I said, tossing it across the room.
He smiled. "You're so crass when you're horny. I kind of like it." he said in amusement.
I snapped my fingers at him. "Take off your boxers. Now."
"Why don't you take them off for me?" he challenged.
That I could definitely oblige.
I smiled and went over to him. I dropped on my knees before him and pulled his boxers down springing him free.
I was still in awe of his size and the thickness of his cock.
I moved to taste him, but he stopped me.
I looked up at him and his intense green eyes.
"Fuck foreplay." he said softly. His eyes were dilated and filled with lust too.
He pushed me back gently on the bed and then removed my underwear.
The foil packet was still in his hands as he kissed me.
"I've wanted you since the first moment I saw you." he whispered as he climbed on top of me.
"Me too." I said aching for him.
"You didn't even want my picture." he teased.
"Because I didn't want a picture. I wanted you."
It was bullshit but he smiled and then reached down. He angled himself up, placing the condom on.
I automatically spread for him and he settled in between my legs.
His green eyes peered back at me and I felt like I was already coming.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked softly. "Sex changes things."
He sounded slightly fearful and I wondered why he was so worried.
"I'm sure." I said. "I want you. I want this."
He nodded 'okay' and bent down until his mouth reconnnected back to mine.
He kissed me soft and tender and then, I felt him begin to enter me.
I could feel him stretching me and my hands instantly went to his back.
He released a small grunt and rested his head in the crook of my neck.
"Fuck. You're tighter than I thought." he muttered.
I should have been. At that point, I hadn't had sex in months. Still, I was a woman, so I didn't know exactly what it felt like wrapped around him.
"Is that a good thing?" I asked in slight alarm.
"It's amazing." he said kissing my neck. "You feel fucking amazing."
I shifted underneath him so he could go deeper and he grunted again.
He lifted his head and met my eyes, then I felt him finally begin to move back and forth inside me.
It instantly felt like internal bliss and I had to close my eyes. I had missed having the feeling with someone. There was something about the intimacy of sex and feeling the wholeness of someone inside of you. With Harry, I was filled, and he felt amazing as well. So much, that my eyes remained closed as I took in the new sensations he was bringing to my body.
"Look at me." he whispered against my lips.
I opened my eyes with resistance and saw his perfect green marbles looking back at me. His eyes were so clear and beautiful.
"Does it feel good?" he asked, pumping in and out of me.
"So good." I whimpered and it did. He seemed to fit my body perfectly.
It's going to sound so cliche, but it felt complete.
"Do you want me to go deeper?" he asked and I nodded yes.
He pulled out of me, and then suddenly slammed into me hitting a new spot.
I instantly screamed in pleasure. He smiled and cupped his hand gently over my mouth.
"They're still outside." he whispered but I didn't care. They could hear every word and scream if they wanted too.
He moved slowly in me drawing out the pleasure, before slamming into me again.
That thrust felt deeper and I immediately recognized him hitting my g-spot.
I bit my lip.
Fuck!
I had to shut my eyes again.
"Open them." he demanded but I couldn't. I was lost in ecstasy.
I felt him kiss my neck again and I moaned his name. As he increased his speed, it was harder for me to stay quiet.
It felt so amazing that even the most stiff person in bed, would be calling out his name.
He continued to move inside me and I continued to moan, enjoying every part of this ride. I could hear his sighs and muttered whispers of my name.
Suddenly I heard the TV turn on. In confusion, I finally opened my eyes, and Harry was still looking right at me.
One hand was propped over me and the other was holding the TV Remote. He turned the TV up; LOUDLY.
So loudly that I was sure people could hear it two and three rooms down.
Then he threw it across the room.
He pulled out of me and slammed in me again and my eyes slammed shut again.
Damn he was too good at this.
"Tell me how much you like it." he demanded.
"I love it."
"Tell me louder." he said increasing his speed and I felt like I was going to die.
"Tell me how much you love how I fuck you."
There were too many sensations going on inside of me to even understand how much more turned on I was after that statement. The pleasure was so intense, I could feel a mind blowing orgasm building.
I moaned loudly and chanted his name. "Harry, you feel so good....Fuck Harry..."
He rested his head in the crook of my shoulder again.
"Tell me louder." he mumbled. "Scream it." he said. His voice was breathless and it seemed he was just as gone in me as I was him.
"Damn it Becca, you feel so good. You have no idea."
His breath increased and I could tell we were both getting close.
His movements maintained fast, but started to become sloppy.
I was so close to coming.
I could feel it...
More...
More...
Almost...
Just right there...
Suddenly he pulled out of me and I immediately missed the feeling.
"What the hell-" I began.
"Get on top of me." he panted and cut me off.
It took seconds for us to switch positions and for me to climb on him.
I grabbed his penis and placed it inside of me.
We both moaned in appreciation as we reconnected.
Normally I would draw this out, playing various games with my hips, but I had been so close to orgasm that I just needed to get back to that feeling.
I began to move quickly up and down on him and rocking in a circular motion building the momentum. His hands found my hips and he gave soft grunts.
"Yes that's it...I'm so close." he said as he watched me.
And I was as well.
I was on the brink of multiple orgasms.
Suddenly he grabbed my hips roughly and bucked his hips up. He met me with each other thrust until we both climaxed.
Expletives were screamed and I collapsed on his chest.
For the next few seconds, all that was heard was our breathing trying to return back to normal.
I rolled off of him. My body tingled and my legs were completely numb. It was easily some of the best sex I had ever had and I needed to internalize what had just happened.
"Wow." I said and he turned to me and smiled.
"Wow back." he said softly.
His green eyes were alight and so beautiful as they looked back at me; cheekily.
Harry shifted off of his back and rested on his elbow. Connecting the space again, he kissed me and ran his hands through my hair.
His kiss was slow and tender.
He cupped my chin and then pulled away.
"Are you alright?" he asked. "Was I too rough?"
"Are you kidding? You were perfect. I haven't come like that in a long time." I said honestly.
"Long time huh?" he questioned. Then he snapped his fingers in disappointment.
"Damn it."
"What?" I asked quickly.
"I thought you were going to say 'at all' or like 'ever'."
I realized quickly what I said and what he must have thought.
"No it was good." I said. "Amazing."
"But it wasn't the best?" he asked, teasing me.
I didn't answer and spread my legs under him, allowing my body to answer for me.
"Part two?"
He smiled widely. He was still hard despite coming and seemed ready for round two as well.
"Hold on." he said.
I watched him remove the condom seconds later and move to his bag for another.
He headed to the bathroom and when he came back, the old condom was missing and the new one was already on his dick.
I smiled appreciatively.
He came back over and climbed on top of me. I shifted on the pillow getting comfortable. I had just had an amazing orgasm, but I couldn't wait to have another.
His hands found my thighs and he pushed them up so that they were close to my chest.
He gave me a final kiss, then he dove back in.
Yes.

Notes

The 'Now' returns next chapter. :)