Heart is beating loud, she doesn’t want it to stop

Harry wordlessly stepped into the room, the door closing behind him. She stared dumbfounded as he looked at her, his tongue swiping over her lips as his eyes travelled down her body. He removed one hand from his pocket and pulled at the belt on her robe, letting it unravel, her robe opening to reveal her nude body.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Lara knew it was housekeeping delivering the towels. She instinctively attempted to cover herself so she could answer the door, when she felt Harry firmly place his hands on her shoulders. His green eyes bore into hers and although he did not utter a word, she could see he wanted her to ignore the interruption.
Another knock sounded and they could hear a muffled voice call.

“Towels m’am.”

Harry pushed the robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. One more knock before the sound of retreating footsteps was heard. She could feel her breath quicken as the cool air hit her body. As if in response, his warm hand reached out to touch her gently, making its way to her ass, where he pressed his hand firmly, bringing her closer to him.

A sigh escaped her lips at their sudden close proximity, and Harry took the opportunity to force his tongue into her mouth. The kiss quickly grew passionate as he backed her onto the bed. His gaze burned down on her as he undressed and she waited with surprised anticipation.

It had been so long since the last time he had touched her, that she could not help but softly whimper as his warm body lowered onto hers, his mouth descending to her lips with a sense of urgency. Her fingernails raked against his back and she heard him breathe in sharply at the sensation, before returning to the kiss.

His lips travelled to her neck and down to her breasts, his lips enclosed over her nipple as she arched her back with pleasure. He licked his way to the next one, his fingers reaching down to feel the warmth between her legs. She spread her legs in response, not wanting to prolong the moment, wanting him inside her, not wanting to waste any more time. He seemed to sense her desperation, and his hands spread her legs even further apart before he thrust his cock into her. He pulled her up so that they were eye to eye, as he slowly fucked her. Lara wanted to speak but followed Harry’s lead on staying silent, apart from the sound of deep breathing and pleasurable moans.

She rolled her hips into his and watched as he closed his eyes in response. It was an exhilarating feeling, seeing the effect she had on him, as he reopened his eyes, still gazing directly into hers. His expression willed her on and she bucked her hips even more. His groans of pleasure grew more intense and he lightly pushed her back onto the bed, bringing one of her legs over her shoulder, allowing himself to plunge in deeper.

She could tell from the look on his face that he was close to coming and it was not long before he exploded around her. She breathlessly watched as he regained his composure and then suddenly bent his head until his tongue touched her pussy. He lifted her legs over his shoulders and plunged his tongue into her, tongue fucking her hard and fast until the throbbing grew so intense she came almost immediately. His lips pressed against her wetness in a final kiss before he lifted himself up and collapsed next to her.

As their heavy breathing subsided, Lara glanced to her side to see Harry staring at her.

“I’m sorry.” Harry said.

“For what?” She asked and watched him smile with embarrassment.

“For being a prick.”

She picked up his hand and studied the black bruises, her finger tracing over a cut before
she tenderly kissed it.

“And?” She prompted

She supressed a smile as Harry paused.

“For not listening to you.” He said.

“And?”

Her teeth lightly grazed over his wrist before moving up his arm and onto his chest.

“For thinking the worst about you.”

She moved stealthily until she was lying on top of him.

“For doubting you.” He added without prompting.

Lara straddled him and looked down at him, her honey blonde hair tumbling down around her. She watched as he studied her as though he were deep in thought.

“I missed you.” He said huskily.

“I missed you too.” She replied.

“C’mere.” He beckoned to her, and she nestled her head into his chest. His arms had wrapped around her naked body, and it wasn’t long before this turned into gentle caresses. She could feel his fingertips lightly dance across her skin and the tell-tale sign of his arousal pressing against her. The look of want on his face sparked her desire again and she found herself succumbing to him once more.

X

They both lazed in bed for what seemed forever, before Lara had the presence of mind to order room service. When the food arrived, Lara noticed a small stack of towels left outside her door and she saw Harry cast an amused look her way, as if was recalling the way they had ignored the knocking on the door earlier whilst in the throes of passion.

His smile disappeared when he noticed a couple of empty wine bottles on the coffee table, and he turned to give her a questioning look.

“Looks like you had a party.” He said.

“I just had a couple of friends over.” She said uncomfortably.

“Friends huh? Well at least I know it wasn’t Louis” He said in a sombre tone.
“James.” She replied promptly, not wanting to let him think she was keeping secrets. “And his roommates.”

Harry nodded slowly.

“It’s okay to have a little fun every now and then isn’t it?” Lara said lightly.

“Drugs?”

The expression on Lara’s face answered his question and he nodded again,

“So did you call and leave that message for me before or after you had your fun?” He asked.

“I don’t remember.” Lara said. She could barely recall what she had said. She knew she must have mentioned the hotel name, otherwise how would Harry have known where she was staying?

“Do you remember all the fun you had with James and his roommates?” Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. Lara shot an angry look his way before flouncing off to the bathroom. She pulled off her robe and turned on the shower taps as she tried to regain her composure,

It wasn’t long before Harry was standing behind her, his arms snaking around her waist.

“I’m sorry.” He murmured in her ear. She looked in the mirror to see his reflection looking back at her apologetically. His lips kissed the side of her neck and she watched as his hand reached between her legs.

“Not everything can be solved by sex.” She said, and he paused for a moment.

“I know that.” He said after a beat. “I just…. I missed you. I just want to feel close to you,”

His grip remained firm as he held her close and she found herself relaxing in his embrace.

“What are we going to do now?” Lara couldn’t help but ask.

“I’m going to have a shower with you.” Harry responded, his hands already starting to roam her body. “And then we’ll talk… okay?”

Lara nodded as Harry led her by the hand.

X

After the shower, it did not take long for Harry to convince Lara to pack her bags and return to his house. Lara checked out of the hotel alone before joining Harry in his car. She sat quietly as he drove, staring out the window as though she were deep in thought.

“What are you thinking?” Harry asked.

“Nothing.” She replied.

She thought about Louis and how he felt returning to an empty home. She wonderedwhat he would think when he found out she was now living at Harry’s house.

“You sure?” Harry asked.

“I’m just wondering if I’m allowed in your house.” She couldn’t help but give a little dig into the fact that the last time she had attempted to visit him, she had been turned away.

“What are you talking about?” Harry asked.

“I’m talking about the last time I came to your house to see you. The doorman wouldn’t let me up.”

“What?” Harry said in disbelief.

“I wasn’t sure if it was because of you or Julian.”

Harry seemed to pause, and she stole a glance at him as he silently stared straight ahead at the road.

“You know I had nothing to do with that.” He finally said.

“You sure?”

“Yes I’m sure… why didn’t you tell me this before?”

Lara stared incredulously at his profile and he innocently glanced at her before turning into his street.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, right?” She said.

“Kidding? Why?”

“I called you and tried to tell you and you wouldn’t even listen to me!” Lara could not help but sound annoyed.

“Well how would you feel if you came home and found all of my stuff gone?” Harry spat out.
“And then when you do hear from me I’m at some other girl’s house, calling from her phone?”

“I was trying to explain!” Lara cried. “You didn’t listen then and you’re not even listening now!”

The car had stopped in his private parking spot and he now banged the steering wheel in frustration.

“I’m listening now!” He yelled back. Lara faced the front and they sat in silence for a few moments. “You were at Louis’ house. And that made me feel like shit, okay? I didn’t know what to think.”

“He was trying to help me.” Lara said quietly.

“So what is this? You and Louis are friends now? You both used to hate each other.”

“I guess we are.” Lara shrugged. The thought of her and Louis being friends was a concept she was slowly starting to get used to.

“Is that all you are?” He asked stiffly.

Lara turned to him, her expression suddenly softening, despite her earlier anger.

“Yeah… what makes you think we’re anything else?”

Harry shrugged as she reached over to touch him. She kissed the side of his face till he turned to meet her lips with his own, and she kissed him with a certain urgency, causing the heat to pool in her stomach. The kiss grew deeper and she could barely breathe as his hand pressed on the back of her head, bringing her closer, making her weak with desire once again.

“You drive me crazy.” Harry mumbled into her neck as he kissed her.

“You drive me crazy.” Lara muttered back.

“I told you how I felt about you and you couldn’t even say it back.” Harry shot back, his hand reaching underneath her top to cup over her breast.

“You already know.” Lara breathed before returning to the kiss.

“No, I don’t.” He said.

“You know…” She said, her kiss moving to his neck. “You know how I feel…”

“Tell me…”

“You know I love you…” Lara whispered.

“Yeah?” Harry whispered back. “Fuck Lara, we need to get upstairs.”

He was breathing deeply as he reluctantly untangled himself from her embrace and Lara adjusted her clothes as they quickly made their way through the car park and up to Harry’s apartment. Once the door closed behind them Lara was backed against the wall. She could feel his arousal press up against her thigh as he slowly kissed her. He pulled her top over her head and fumbled with the clasp of her bra.

“I don’t know what you see in me.” Lara heard herself saying. The thought had just popped into her head and before she knew it out of her mouth.

“What are you talking about?” Harry muttered as his lips descended to her neck.

“I’m so not perfect for you.” She said her voice rising slightly at the sensation of Harry’s mouth on her breast.

“Perfect?” He said. “These are perfect.”

He licked her nipple with his tongue, and smiled at the little moan that escaped her lips.

“I’m not perfect.” Lara persisted despite the pleasure she was feeling. “Not perfect enough for you or your perfect life…”

“What perfect life?” Harry grumbled, his fingers working to unbutton her jeans.

“You know what I mean.”

“All I know is that I’m about to fuck you. So shut up about my perfect life and get on your fucking hands and knees.”

The words sent a thrill down her spine, until the sound of her phone interrupted their whispers and moans.

“Let it ring out.” Harry demanded as her jeans slid to the floor. The phone fell out of the pocket and they both looked down to see Louis’s name on the screen.

“Let it ring out.” Harry repeated but Lara could not help but wonder why he was calling. Was he angry she had left? Was he calling to find out where she was? The thoughts tumbled through her mind despite the feeling of Harry’s hands trying to manoeuvre her toward the bedroom. The ringing stopped and a few moments passed before a distinctive beep sounded to indicate a text message had been sent.

“Just a second.” Lara said. “At least let me pick it up from the floor.”

Lara grabbed the phone to place it on the table, but quickly glanced at the message as she did.

Eleanor and I have broken up. It said. Need to talk.

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