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The Only Time

With or Without You

I push my key into the lock, twisting and opening the door. I enter my apartment to find that the lights are on. I’m sure I turned them off when I left for work this morning. I then flinch at a creak.

“Hello?” I call it out, hesitantly stepping forward.

Taking it one small, careful stride at a time, I move further into my apartment. I stop at the kitchen, grabbing a knife, holding it point-side down so I can be ready to stab at any given second. I make it to the closed door of my bedroom and I grip the door handle, turning it slowly. Pushing it open as fast as I can, I get in an offensive position.

“Who’s there—“ I stand in the doorway, dropping the knife and my jaw. I then run up to the figure standing next to my bed. “Harry!”

“Kirsty!” I exclaims, embracing me in his arms. He kisses the top of my head and strokes my hair.

“What are you doing here? I thought you were on tour?” I question, pulling away to stare into my boyfriend’s beautiful green eyes.

“The lads and have a few days off. I didn’t tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise! Well, are you surprised?”

“You bet I am!” I respond, grinning joyfully.

“So…” Harry says quietly, trailing his finger down my neckline and between my breasts. “What do you want to do?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Well, first I need to take a shower, and then we can have some fun. Sound good?”

Harry nods. “Yeah, it does.”

I throw my purse down on the bed and I walk over to my en suite. I close the door, turn on the shower and slowly undress. I’m elated that Harry has come to visit me. He makes me feel like I’m the only girl in the world! I step into the shower and clean myself up. I put on a magenta thong with black lace and a matching bra and I slip my robe on.

“I’m ready—“ I say happily when I come back into my bedroom. But I stop at the scene before me. Harry is sitting on the bed with a solemn expression on his face; my phone beside him. “What's wrong?” I ask.

“Who’s Alex?” He asks in a low voice.

“He’s my guy friend. Why?”

“Are you sleeping with him?”

“What?” I ask, not understanding.

Harry stands, picking up my phone with his right hand. “I read your texts!”

What? What’d you do that for?” A flash of anger hangs in my head, but I try to stay calm.
“Just answer the question,” Harry demands. His face is only inches away from mine.

“No! Jesus Christ, Harry, I would never cheat on you. I love you! Just because I have a close guy friend who I share things with does not mean I’m stepping out on you!” I run my fingers through my damp hair, still in disbelief that we’re having this conversation. I look him in the eye. “Don’t you trust me?”

Harry looks away; his face flushes a deep pink. My boyfriend then makes eye contact with me, pulling me in for a hug. I’m stubborn about it at first but then I let it slide. “Of course I trust you, Kirst. You’re my girl. I’m sorry I lost my temper with you.” He kisses me.

“I forgive you,” I sigh, kissing him again.

The kiss almost immediately turns into something deeper. Our mouths open simultaneously, knowing the exact moment from practice of a million times before. Our tongues glide past each other, growing excited by the sensation.

I put my hand on Harry’s cheek and his wraps his arms around my waist. I love it when he does that. I open my eyes to find that Harry is staring me. It wonders me and I break the kiss.

“You’re absolutely astonishing, Kirst. Everything from your beautiful face to your personality and the work you do saving animals from cosmetic experimentation. I’m the luckiest lad on Earth to have you.”

I feel my face grow red hot and I don’t respond. I simply just untie my robe and let it fall to the ground. Harry’s eyes widen as if he has never seen my half naked body before; I giggle at the sight of him acting this way.

Harry slowly runs his thumb across my chin. Then suddenly, he throws me on the bed. Undressing as quickly as he possibly can, Harry’s clothes fly all over my room. I unclasp my bra and Harry stands before me, slipping his fingers in my thong and sliding it off.

Harry climbs on top of me—both of us completely nude now. I spread my legs, signaling my boyfriend that I’m ready and within a few seconds, I am taken to another place. I grip the bed sheets below me with harsh fists as Harry thrusts himself into me. I squeeze my eyes shut and then open them.

Harry supports himself with his left arm while his right hand caresses my cheek and grabs my breasts. His mouth sucks on my nipple, nipping at it with his teeth. Moans of all different tones erupt from my mouth while grunts and groans explode from Harry’s chest. My eyes fall to Harry’s handsome face and I notice that his eyes are deeper and darker than they normally are. It makes so many feelings boil within me and in between my legs.

An ache forms within my loins; I want more. I need more of Harry. I begin encouraging and chanting him on—almost begging for him to push harder: “Go, Harry! C’mon, Harry! Give it to me!”

And just like that, my body changes, like a rose bud opening up its petals for the first time. A rollercoaster of endorphins and other chemicals release in my brain. It feels as if fireworks are going off inside my head. My eyes roll back in my head and a light moan floats out of my lips.

With a few more hip thrusts, Harry was done as well. He throws his head back, curls whipping through the air. Sweat droplets stream down his red forehead and cheeks. Harry licks his lips, closing his eyes, and slowly cranes his neck down to kiss me. I taste his sweat and his warmth.

“I’m sorry,” Harry whispers every so softly.

“Don’t be,” I mumble back, tucking a untamed curl behind his ear.

Harry opens his eyes, blinking. “I love you so very much.”

“And I love you.”

Harry flips over on his side so that he is laying neck to me. I roll over on my side to face him and he moves some hair out of my face.

“Let’s stay here forever,” Harry suggest with a half-smile.

“Sounds good to me,” I respond.

Notes

I just want to say another thank you to all my readers/subscribers out there! I've gotten some really thoughtful feedback and that just makes me want to write even more! *hint hint* ;) Requests are still closed but I will let you all know when they're back up again. Oh and, I am always looking for new friends so feel free to shoot me a message!

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Title Credit: "With or Without You" by U2

Comments

I love these! You're an amazing writer! (:

Thank you so much I really loved it! Totally worth the wait.

@moonwalker

Sorry but requests are currently closed! I have like five of them to do. Lol.