It Takes Patience
Chapter 44: You’ve got it Confused
Reagan grabbed the keys to Laurie’s apartment and opened the door to go out into the hallway. As soon as the door shut behind me I grabbed her hips pulling her back to my front as I continued the assault I started on her neck. As we stumbled down the hall to the elevator, Reagan let out a soft moan when I found the sweet spot right above her collar bone and began to bite and then lick over the area.
I know I was the one who said we had to take it slow, but fuck that right now. A mixture of the alcohol and the dress that Reagan is wearing made my cock twitch every time I looked at her. When glasses reached forward to press the up button on the elevator, I pulled her back to me and began lifting up her skirt to toy with her before the door opened. We stumbled into the elevator, and Reagan turned around in my arms. The look in her eyes was feral and I knew right then that she needed this as much as I did.
“Jump. Now.” Reagan does as I command and wraps her legs around my waist. I hold her between me and the wall of the elevator as I kiss my way back up from her neck, to her jaw, and back to her lips. Our mouths move freely with each other and I bite at Reagan’s bottom lip. She knew what I wanted and smiled into the kiss before she opened her mouth to grant me access. The doors slide open and as they do, Reagan breaks the kiss to move her hand down to the space between us and rub my dick through my jeans.
“ I love it when you get hard for me.” Reagan whispered into my ear and squeezed my junk as I carried her down the hall.
“If you keep talking like that and touching me I will bend you over and take it in this hallway.”
“You wouldn't.” Reagan’s voice was huskier than usual and I couldn’t be more relieved that we finally reached her door.
"Don't challenge me. I would." She gave me the keys to unlock her flat and when I got it open I kicked it closed behind us after I put Reagan down. She pushed me against the wall of the living room before her lips are pressed to mine again and her fingers began to unbutton my shirt. When will she get that I’m in control? I grabbed her hand to stop her from undressing me and picked her up to sit her on the kitchen counter.
“You’re a little too eager. I’m in charge of this and we’ll go at the pace that I want to glasses. Do you hear me?” I whispered in Reagan’s ear and she nodded as I opened her legs to stand in-between them. I hoisted her skirt above her waist and tore off her black lace thong throwing the ripped material to the floor.
“Yes Harry!” Reagan moans and at this point my dick is so hard it’s painful. I hold back the urge to pound into her and continue my tortures further. I slide my hands up her inner thighs and stop right before I touch her most sensitive spot.
“Oh my god! Please Harry? Please? I can’t take being teased anymore tonight!” I couldn’t help but chuckle as Reagan began to squirm under my touch and I haven’t even done anything to her...yet.
“What do you want me to do hmm?” I look at Reagan innocently as I begin to rub from her clit to her opening and press there as if I was going to put a finger in. She moans again, but I want her to be vocal like she was the other night.
“Words glasses! Use them or I’ll stop all together and we both know I will.”
“Will you now? I think we both know you’re too far gone for that.” Vocal Reagan is back and she grabs my dick through my jeans again causing a deep guttural moan to escape my lips. I hear her start to chuckle when my eyes refocus and then she kisses me.
“Who’s in charge now?” She whispers seductively into my ear and now I can’t take it anymore. I take the condom that I had out of my pocket and chuckle slightly when I think about the first time I was here and she got mad at me for not having one. I moved Reagan’s hand off of me before I unzip my jeans and pull them and my boxers down just enough to free myself. I rip the condom package open and roll it on with one hand and I toy with Reagan’s juices with the other causing her to curse under her breath and try to grind her hips into my hand.
“Harry hurry please!” I pick her up off of the counter and put her on the table instead. Her legs instantly wrap around me before I slowly slide into her. Reagan takes in a sharp breath and digs her nails into my back before she begs me to move, not wanting to wait until her body fully adjusts to my size. I begin to pound into her and she screams while her face twists in pleasure and relief. I can tell that this isn’t going to last long when I feel her insides clench around me.
“Who’s in charge?!” I pant through gritted teeth needing to hear her talk again. I only get a moan in response.
“Who’s. In. Charge. Reagan?!”
“You are H!”
“Say it again!...AGAIN!”
“Ahh! Yes H.! You’re in ch-charge! Fuck!! Ahh Harry! Harry! H.! OH GOD! I Love you so much!”
Harry’s eyebrows furrowed and he looked down at me confused. He thrust a few more times before I went over the edge, but then he stopped, removed himself from me, and threw the condom away.
“What are you doing?”
“...I’m fixing my jeans...”
“No, I mean why didn't you-”
“We should head back down to Laurie’s so the others don’t get suspicious.” I know why he’s acting strange now and it’s eating away at me. The words came out of my mouth like water running out of a faucet. There was no going back now and I didn’t want to. I do love him, everything about him. Harry has taken control of me in more ways than one. He is the first person I think about when I wake up and the last person I think about before I sleep. He’s enslaved all of my senses and I would gladly hand them all over to him if he asked me but, I am afraid of the feelings that I have for him in such a short amount of time.
When we got on the elevator to go back down to Laurie’s apartment Harry wouldn’t even look at me.
“What?” Harry looked around the elevator and stopped his gaze on the floor level light. When the doors slid open as we got to Laurie’s floor Harry exited the elevator and stood at her door waiting for me to unlock it. He’s not getting off the hook that easy.
“Harry did you hear me when we were upstairs?”
“What are you on about? Look we don’t have time for this not now! Just unlock the door.” Harry whisper shouted at me so I know that he knows what it is I’m talking about. When we got into the apartment everyone was still sleeping and Harry took his place again in front of the television before he lied down and went to sleep himself.
When I woke up around noon the next day, everyone was gone except Channel and Laurie. While we sat on the couch and discussed Channel’s escapades with Liam, I took out my phone to text Harry hoping that he would be awake. There was a notification in my inbox, but I know it was Peyton. I decided to ignore it while I waited for my response.
To: Harry! Pleassssse?!
I know you heard what I said last night....
From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Yes glasses, I heard it and instead of making an awkward situation more awkward I ignored it. Why won’t you leave it alone?!
I felt my chest constrict as I read the text and curbed my emotion in front of Laurie and Channel.
To: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Because I meant what I said Harry...I love you..
From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
I think you’ve got it confused. You love what we were doing. That’s fine, there’s nothing wrong with that. I did too. Sometimes we say things we don’t mean during sex I know I have.
To: Harry! Pleassssse?!
No Harry! I’m not some idiot who can’t decipher between emotions! I know what I feel!
From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Lust is an emotion. You lust me...I lust you also.
When Harry text me back, I was hurt and angry but that wouldn’t stop me from ending things with Peyton. I opened my notifications and read the text from him I immediately felt as if I would have an anxiety attack.
From: Peyton χ♥χ
Dinner tonight? I have to talk to you and I can’t wait any longer Xx.
I agreed to his request and figured that it would be easier to let him know in a crowded area. I have never really had to tell anyone that I didn’t want to be with them before because I have never really been in a real relationship myself. I know it can’t be easy but if I say the right things to him, there is a possibility that we can still be friends. Peyton could be a valuable person to have in my life. He’s incredibly smart and knows so much about his field and psychology in general. I know that he’s sure to get far and win awards for his research and work that is put in front of him much like Dr. Baker. He has even helped me open up my eyes to some things that I didn’t understand about Harry. I know I’m not supposed to discuss his case, but early on I really couldn’t place H. and Peyton knows about bipolar disorder than I could ever imagine.
When Channel and I went up to my place, I helped her pack and asked her for advice on how to ‘break up’ with Peyton.
“Uggh Rea-Tard I don’t even know why you would want to leave him.”
“Channel since that’s not your concern, will you please just help me and keep your comments and opinions to yourself? Where is my supportive friend? I’ve missed her.” I didn't mean to be so short with Channel, but she was starting to get on my nerves. I know how she feels about Harry, but she doesn't even know him to judge him so strongly. Channel looked at me and rolled her eyes before she gave me her best advice on how to let Peyton down without pushing him away.
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