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I changed the release date of Jessica's album! It was originally June 6th, but it is now June 22nd! I wanted more stuff to happen before it released (:
// warning: mature content in this chapter (PLEASE COMMENT & VOTE)
West Hollywood, CA
9:00 pm
Jess
"How are you so perfect?"
"Well, I wouldn't describe myself as that," Harry argued.
We'd just finished the dinner Harry had prepared for us. We had chicken fettuccine and Caesar salad. All I had to say afterwards was that Harry was definitely the chef prodigy in this relationship.
I shifted the position of my head that was on his chest so that I could place a kiss against the base of his throat. A low groan vibrated his chest.
When I threw my leg over his waist in bed, I could already feel the hardness growing in his sweats.
I couldn't contain the quiet giggle that left my mouth shortly after. I hid my face in the warmth of his neck.
Harry wrapped his other arm around me and pulled me over on top of him. I shrieked in surprise, then smiled down at him after I saw that I was now straddling him. His hands rested on my thighs and he grinned up at me.
"I'd have to say that you're the perfect one," he insisted.
I brought my face down to connect our lips in a passionate kiss. His hands knotted in my hair, holding me close. Our lips fought for dominance and eventually he won, his tongue finding its way between my lips.
I gripped onto the ends of his curls, then rested my hand against his jawline. A wave of confidence rushed over me and I took his lower lip between my teeth, pulling gently. He let out a shaky breath and cradled my face in his hands so that we kissed again, this time a lot rougher.
I slowly began to grind my hips against his and his hands moved down to cup my ass. "Don't be a tease," he murmured against my lips.
I tilted my head back and bit down nervously on my lower lip, knowing that it'd drive him crazy. I watched his eyes literally turn three shades darker.
"Who said I was teasing?" I tempted.
A growl-like sound fell from his lips as he flipped us over so that I was now beneath him while he balanced himself over me with his forearms. His lips attacked my neck with open mouthed kisses and soft bites. Quiet gasps left my mouth.
His lips trailed down to the base of my neck, then to my throat, and then towards the end of the deep v-neck I wore.
"Your shirt is in the way," he rasped, his breath on my bare chest sending goosebumps throughout my body.
"Then take it off," I replied simply.
I was so surprised at my behavior. Never have I acted so confidently.
His hands moved down my waist and clenched on the hem of my shirt. Slowly, he pulled the nuisance of a material off of me, leaving me in only my white lacy bra.
Yes, I was anticipating this moment so I dressed accordingly.
"Bloody hell, Jessy," Harry practically whimpered the words. His hands grazed over my chest before they found their way on either side of my face. He kissed me softly. I moved my hands down to the bottom of his shirt, yanking on it to let him know that if my top was off, his had to be, too.
Harry took his hands off of me for only a second to yank his shirt off and toss it to the side. My eyes immediately took in his tattoos. He was breathing hard as he watched me admire the designs across his body.
After a few moments, I wrapped my arms around his neck, causing our chests to collide as our lips touched. Our tongues danced around in my mouth before he broke our kiss and started a love bite on my neck.
I gasped as soon as his teeth grazed my skin. That soon turned into a moan.
When his mouth left my neck, I nudged him to the side so that I could be the one on top.
I straddled his waist. His eyes followed me intensely as I climbed off of him and the bed so that I could take off my leggings, leaving me in my lacy panties that matched my bra.
I loved how Harry was looking at me.
Not wasting a second, I straddle his waist again, running a hand through my hair to get it out of my face.
"You're so beautiful, babe," he breathed. There was a little perspiration on his forehead causing stray hairs to stick to his skin.
I grinned and leaned down to place my lips against the base of his throat. I could feel him growing harder by the second.
His hands held firm on my back and we, yet again, switched positions. I let out a giggle as the bed creaked and jumped underneath us. Harry chuckled at my reaction.
He kissed down the valley of my breasts and down my stomach. Each kiss sent a wave of heat through me, my back involuntarily arching at the contact. He dauntingly looked up at me through his thick lashes as he became eyelevel with my lace undergarments.
I knew what he was thinking of doing and we'd never done it before.
He raised an eyebrow as a way of asking for permission to continue on. I gave a shake of my head, letting him know to keep going.
A smirk cursed his swollen, pink lips as he slowly slipped off my underwear. Instinctively, I pressed my knees together in embarrassment. When Harry's gaze held mine, he gave me the most gentle look with his piercing eyes.
"Jessy, you're so breathtaking," he murmured as if he were reminding me. He stood up and slipped off his sweats, leaving him in only boxers before he climbed back onto the bed. He hovered over me to press a long kiss to my lips and then a short one to my cheek. Right after, he returned to his previous position.
He looked up to me again and I just leaned my head against the pillow, allowing an anticipating smile to fall on my face.
As soon as I felt his breath on the most sensitive part of me, I gasped. But nothing was able to prepare me for the feeling of his hot tongue.
I clenched my fingers hard against the bed sheets. A loud moan left my mouth, but I was no longer self-conscious about it. The only thing on my mind was Harry's mouth.
Pressure built up at the pit of my stomach as he continued.
"Shit," I breathed out as I felt his finger join his tongue.
Every cell in my body felt like it was vibrating with energy. My hands somehow left the covers and wound themselves in Harry's hair. A groan left his mouth that was still pressed against me. The feeling was completely euphoric.
"Harry," I moaned aloud when his fingers pumped faster. I soon reached my climax and he continued to run his mouth along my core.
Moments later, he came back up to hover his body over mine. My hands blindly found his boxer's waistband as his mouth fell in sync with mine. My hand gripped his hard on through the thin material.
Harry hissed and gently took both of my hands in one of his.
He shook his head. "I won't be able to last that long thanks to you moaning my name so much."
I bit down on my lip but wasn't able to keep in a short giggle, only making Harry's lips attack my neck again with small kisses.
He pulled back and took off his boxers, showing off his length and causing me to yet again clench down on my lower lip.
He looked down at me. "You're driving me fucking insane, doing that, Jessy," he practically growled.
I brought his face down and connected our lips. I tugged gently on his bottom lip, making him gasp.
"Need you," he murmured against my mouth.
He pulled back for a quick second to take in my reaction, making sure I wanted the same thing.
Like I'd let all of this go on if I didn't want him.
I leaned forward against him so that I had enough room to take off my bra. As soon as the thin layer hit the floor, I saw his eyes fixate on my chest for just a second before he kissed me gently.
He disconnected our lips to lean over and open my nightstand drawer.
That fucker really put co ndoms in my nightstand.
He opened the wrapper and put the co ndom on before positioning himself over me. I tangled my hands into his hair to connect our lips. Simultaneously, he thru sted in me. His hands were on either side of my face as he hovered over me. He sped up his pace and I pulled his face down to attach our lips. Each of our moans were muffled by the others' mouth.
He moved down to his elbows so that his mouth could move down my throat. He nipped at my ear and continued on an already sore love bite.
"I love you so much," he breathed onto my skin.
"I love you," I said back and tugged at the ends of his hair when he thru sted in me harder.
A couple minutes later, neither of us could hold it in any longer. We reached our highs and Harry rolled over onto his back. Our heavy breathing was all that could be heard.
An overwhelming feeling of exhaustion fell over me. Harry pressed a kiss on my cheek, his hand touching my waist briefly.
"Sleep, love. I'm going to shower and come back to bed, okay?"
I nodded my head and smiled when his swollen lips made contact with my forehead. He got out of bed and I closed my eyes, curling in on my side and falling asleep.
•••
When I woke up, I was pressed against a chest. His arm was underneath my pillow and his other was slung across my bare waist. I could tell Harry was awake from his uneven breathing and the way his fingers gently rubbed circles on my hip.
"Morning, love," a deep, raspy voice hummed into my ear.
My eyes opened and Harry pressed a soft kiss to my lips. Memories of last night flooded into my head and I smiled over at him.
I tugged the covers so that they completely covered my chest. "Good morning."
Harry rested himself on his elbow, facing me. He gazed down at me with such a fond expression, that I almost didn't believe it.
"How are you mine?" He muttered, his eyes flickering down to my lips.
To shut his exaggeration up, I grabbed his face with my hands and kissed him hard. Right after, Harry jumped out of bed and I got a great view of his bare ass cheeks.
"Cover your ass up, Harold," I demanded. That only caused him to turn around and show off everything. I covered my eyes with my palms in mock innocence.
"M'sorry, love. I didn't hear you," I heard him chide.
I finally uncovered my eyes to see him walk out of my room with a pair of sweats in his hands.
A giggle spilled from my mouth.
God, I love him so much.
I laid in bed for a few more moments until I decided to take a shower. I walked quickly, because of my nakedness, to my closet and grabbed a t-shirt and shorts. I disappeared into my bathroom and rinsed off in the shower for just a couple of minutes.
After I got out and dressed, I brushed my teeth, then walked out of my room and into the living room. Harry was scavenging the pantry and the fridge.
"Why even look? You know I don't have breakfast here," I laughed, walking up behind him. I'm hardly ever here to start with so there's no point in going grocery shopping.
"I was going to make a really romantic breakfast, babe," he whined and turned around to snake his arms around my waist.
"We can get a romantic breakfast at that donut place down the street?" I suggest in a hopeful voice, tilting my head up to him.
He pressed his lips against mine then smiled down at me. "Sounds okay to me."
I scrunched my nose up. "You have morning breath." I tried to squirm out of his hold, but he only tightened his arms and let out a heavy breath on my face just to terrorize me.
"Ah! No! Get away!" I shouted, attempting to turn my body away from him. Finally, I got out of his grip and became a laughing mess.
"Hurry, let's get ready. I'm starved," he said, chuckling.
Twenty minutes later, we walked out of my building. The LA air was brisk, but the sun was warm. I wore a black, cropped long sleeve that clung to my skin, light wash high-waisted shorts, and black ankle boots. I had my small, brown purse strapped across my chest.
Harry and I walked hand in hand down the sidewalk. It was around ten o'clock in the morning, so there weren't all that many people walking around. We hadn't spotted any paparazzi yet, so that was already a good sign.
"So, I was thinking..." Harry suggested aloud. "We should go on vacation in the fall."
I smiled at the idea. "Yeah! Where could we go?" I asked.
As Harry thought about his answer, he absentmindedly began swinging our arms.
"Hawaii? I've never been," he told.
My jaw dropped. "You've never - we have to go there now!"
Hawaii was pure paradise. I went once with my parents back when I was fifteen. We'd gone to Maui and ever since then, I'd decided that was my favorite place in the world.
"Okay, then," Harry agreed sheepishly. "We'll go to Hawaii in October."
I grinned along with him and leaned my head onto his shoulder.
As we neared the donut shop, Harry and I, at the same time, noticed the stray guy a block down and across the street with a camera. We had no choice but to cross the street onto his side, but we ignored him.
"Shit, that sprinkles donut looks so good," I ogled when I saw some donuts on display through the window. Harry opened the shop's door for me and followed me in.
As we waited in line, I kept my sunglasses on. Harry's arm was wound around my waist and mine went around his back.
"Ooh, coffee," I hummed aloud.
"Should we grab extra donuts for you to bring to the meeting today?"
I almost forgot about that important management meeting.
I nod. "Yeah. So I can get on their good side," I joked.
"That's probably a good idea," he confirmed.
A minute later, we gave our order to an older man. We ended up getting two dozen donuts. One for us and one to bring to the meeting.
I insisted that I pay for them since it was my management that we were providing for.
"We have an audience," Harry informed while I put creamer and sugar into my coffee. I subtly turned my head and saw three guys with cameras just outside the shop. That then caused the customers inside to send Harry and I curious looks.
"We're okay. They may be nice and we aren't that far from home," I assured myself mostly.
We walked through the door and I smiled politely to the men. While we waited for the crosswalk sign, they kept their distance and asked respectful questions.
"How are you, Jess?" one asked.
"Good, thank you," I replied.
"Busy day?"
I laughed quietly. "Hopefully not."
"Are you excited for the new album?"
"Very."
The walking sign turned on and we started to cross the street, the paps following.
"What do you think of Justin Bieber starting his comeback?"
I raked my brain for how I could answer that.
"I respect what he's doing, yeah," I answered vaguely.
We finally made it to the block my apartment was on.
"My daughters are huge fans!" one of the men exclaimed.
I stopped just outside my building and turned around.
"Do you want me to sign something for them?" I offered.
"That'd be amazing. Thank you!"
I smiled and nodded in acknowledgement. Harry waited off to the side with the donuts as I gave a quick signature and note on one of the napkins I'd grabbed from the shop.
"Have a great day, you guys," I told them as Harry and I started to head inside.
•••
"The press really took the conference well. We haven't seen any misquotes," Harrison, the Rocket Management rep informed us at the meeting.
"I noticed," Jane chimed in.
"We also want to take this time to discuss some routes we'd like you to consider for your career."
Hit me. I've heard them all.
"I'm sure you've heard about this comeback Justin Bieber is creating," he explained.
Maybe I hadn't heard this route before...
"Yes, I have," I confirmed.
"He contacted us saying that he'd be very happy if you'd feature on a track of his."
I blinked. "Has the track been written?"
"Yes. He likes your voice and respects your talent and he thinks you're a missing piece to this song."
Well, shit. You don't get asked by Justin Bieber to feature on a song of his on a regular basis.
"Yeah, I'll do it," I said with ease.
"Great. I'll send you his manager's number later."
"There's one more thing," my publicist, Kendra said.
I looked over to her expectantly. She had a look on her face like she was about to give me the best news of my life.
"We believe that you've reached a point in your career that a movie seems like a correct path to take," she announced.
Um...honey, I'm not that good of an actor.
"I'm not sure about that," I said honestly. "I haven't had a lot of experience with acting..."
The whole room filled with laughter and I quickly became confused. I waited patiently for someone to explain what the hell was going on.
Kendra spoke up again. "Not a narrative film with actors, Jess. One about your life on the road and at home. A documentary."
A/N: I deserve an award for being the world's worst chapter ender hahahha (also I apologize if the beginning sucked. I'm so awful at writing mature scenes afsgajks)
This upcoming week is finals week for me and I'm so nervous and I just want to get it over with! Once this week is over, I'll be updating regularly (every 5-6) or maybe even a little early!
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