Hide from 'Falling' || H.S

I want to taste her lips
Yeah, 'cause they taste like you
I want to drown myself
In a bottle of her perfume

- Girl Crush by Little Big Town
(The song is important for later)

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When I opened my eyes, still dazed, the sun was already shining into the window in the room and provided brightness. What time is it? I looked to the side and saw Harry still sleeping peacefully. He must have been as exhausted as I was, because he usually wakes up much earlier. I guess we both have insomnia.

Only now did I feel that he had put an arm around me. Even if only slightly, he still clutched my hip in his sleep. When did this happen? It must have happened when I was already asleep, because otherwise I would have noticed it. Although, no last night I didn't notice anything of my surroundings after I came for the second time.

Two orgasms in one night. I've never had that in my life. That was really the best sex I've ever had. And fuck, the spanking made it even more intense as well as the choking where he already knows I'm into it. Why does he know so well what I like?

I'm not ashamed to try new things with him and Harry knows exactly what he's doing. He is so fucking good. I think those were the two strongest orgasms I ever had. Of course I will not tell him that, that would only make his huge ego even more unbearable. The bastard wanted me to scream his name and I did it....

But if I hadn't, I would have gone insane. I was so close to coming that I would have done almost anything. And to be honest, I liked a little bit that Harry treated me like that. Okay, more than a little bit. I loved it. When he called me a slut and spanked me I felt myself getting wetter instantly.

I was now moving my body slightly and fuck he really wasn't exaggerating when he said that he was going to fuck me so hard that I would never forget to tease him ever again. Never before had I been so sore after sex.
Will I stop teasing him now? Of course not. I want to see what he does to me then....wait no it was only a one time thing. We both agreed to it.

Last night I discovered not only a new kinky side of me, but also a soft side of Harry. He had taken me to the bathroom and made sure I peed and brushed my teeth. After that he put a fresh shirt on me and put me to bed.

This peaceful and civil moment between us had to destroy the prick of course directly again, with his speech about cuddling. I don't cuddle either and why the hell did he think I would want to? Is he stupid? And who's cuddling me now, huh?

Fuck, I'm probably the worst CIA agent ever. Especially since I don't regret a single thing about yesterday. Why am I like this? What the fuck is wrong with me?

I got up carefully now, pushed his hand to the side to go to the bathroom but my legs were still wobbly and every damn step was burning. Fuck the soreness. I have never had this so strong and if Harry sees my condition his ego will surely explode. The cocky bastard isn't allowed to know that in any case or I will never stop hearing from it.