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Beating Heart

e i g h t y e i g h t - erotic.

//Julianne//

The amount of erotic shivers racing through my body increases when I see Harry drop his face between my legs, his hands resting on my waist. My heart is pumping a million beats a minute, adrenaline is flooding my veins. With no warning given, he licks a stripe up my slit - making my toes curl and my legs grow weak. They fall completely spread out on the mattress, his forearms underneath my thighs. He chuckles while leaning up, eyes searching for my gaze.

"Is that okay?" He asks me worriedly - despite his display of confidence while doing the action, I can tell he's quite nervous. "Perfect.. keep going." I mumble, pushing his head back down. He laughs lowly, shaking his head at me before diving back in. I grab a hold of his messy, damp hair. The temperature has risen drastically, thanks to the heated motions and his insane body heat. The air conditioner is blasting, but it isn't seeming to be much help right now.

The feeling of Harry's tongue sliding between my folds has my entire body numb on the mattress. I can't prevent the heavy moans from falling out of my mouth, nor the high pitched gasps when he hits a sensitive spot. I can feel the vibrations run through me when he chuckles, this only makes me grip his roots tighter. His fingertips dig deep into my skin, keeping me in place as he laps his tongue, never coming to a stop. I want to scream, but it's quite hard to breathe right now - properly, at least.

"Ha-harry." His name comes out of me in a moan. I take my other hand and grab onto one of his wrists, my nails sinking into his tan skin. He grunts at me, nearly pushing me over the edge. He stops the sliding of his tongue and focuses on the little nub - and he definitely pays it full attention. A deep groan erupts from my throat as Harry starts to suck, hollowing his cheeks in the process. My grip on his hair is at it's strongest, I'm afraid I might take a few chunks out.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any better than this, I feel his long finger slip into my entrance. My eyes roll back into my head. "Please, don't stop." I breathlessly call out as my back arches high off the bed. Harry doesn't give in, he continues to flick his tongue on the nub, hard and quick. Within a moment, I found myself unable to catch my breath. My mouth was wide open, my bottom lip quivering. Harry still hasn't stopped.

"Yes, yes, yes." I gasp, my entire body shaking from the sensations. Harry pulls away from me so that I can begin recovering from that one. He leans up on his knees, and I nearly orgasm again as I look at his handsome face - the area surrounding his lips is covered in my wetness. My heart flutters as he swipes his tongue along his lips, and as far as he can get above and below them.

"I've found my favorite flavor." He says with a smirk pulling on his lips. I feel my cheeks blush, but I do nothing to hide it. He ought to be used to that now. Harry uses the sheet to wipe his chin off. He drops the cover and climbs back on top of me, immediately coming for my mouth. I snap my head to the side, his soft lips hitting my cheek. "Jule.." He mutters, the smile pressing against my skin tells me he's amused by my actions.

"I don't wanna... taste that." I admit, sighing as he grabs my chin with two of his damp fingers. He just lets his eye drop to a wink for me. "Are you ready.. for.. for this?" Harry asks me, his lips dropping to my neck. I bite down on my lip as I feel him begin to form a love mark underneath the corner of my jaw. "Mmhm.. never been more ready for anythin' before." I assure him, running my fingers through his loose curls. He finishes up on the small area of my skin before he decides to lean up again.

"Wh-what about.. pr-protection? Do.. we.. do we need that?" It was almost something that slipped my mind, but I'm glad it didn't. Harry's lips form a smirk, "No baby, we don't need anything this time." Harry assures me, pecking my lips softly. "This time?" I lift a brow, unsure about what that means. "Part of the mating process.. is the bond.. and.. that's the first time we .. have sex together. I promise nothing's going to come from it.. It's just how it works for people like me."

Instantly, I fear the worst - and I remind him of an important detail he shouldn't forget. "I'm not like you." Harry nods, clearly he knows that already. "Just trust me baby doll.. we'll be fine." With that, Harry's lips return to my throat - planting a garden of kisses down to my stomach.
I had to let go of his hair, and his hand, so that he could prepare us for the part I have been dying to experience. All this beginning stuff has been amazing, don't get me wrong, Harry's incredible, but I want this.. I want the big part to happen already.

"Harry..." I softly say his name, causing him to come to a halt above me - hands pressed into the mattress. "What is it, baby?" He asks, worry stuck in his pretty eyes. I bite the inside of my cheek, feeling my nerves start to tingle as the seconds tick by. "I'm sorta.. n-nervous." It's easy to notice how his face softens, any form of sexual lust has disappeared from his eyes. "I am, too. 'cause I know.. I know it's going to hurt you."

"It won't be your fault..." I mumble out, knowing my words will have little effect on him. "It kind of is.. but I won't worry.. I.. I understand what you're implying." He gives me a quick wink before pecking my lips a final time. I take in a heavy breath, unable to fully comprehend what is about to happen between us. Harry and I have shared some pretty deep conversations, we've done intimate things, but never have we went this far.

I'm prepared, I'm ready, I want this. It's going to be alright, I know I'm in good hands. Harry will be careful and I will be vocal - let him know if I need to take a break at any point. I can tell he's ready, as well. He wants this just as much as I do. He craves this, just like me.

"Let me.. remove these." Harry smirks my way as he holds himself above me with his left hand and uses his right to discard his underwear. It takes a few moments, due to his lack of using both hands, but he got them off and that's all that mattered to me. My heart skips a nervous beat as I glance down, I believe I shouldn't have done that. Now I'm more scared than I was before.

"Don't worry.. I'll.. I'll be easy and gentle." Harry places a kiss on my forehead as he grabs the sheet and messily covers us. "Not to hot or cold?" He asks softly, his hand touches my waist. "Perfect." I murmur back, feeling my lips curve upwards as he lies another set of pecks across my right cheek. "You've gotta be loud.. gotta tell me if anythin's wrong.. or if I'm not.. not doin' good.. I'm gonna need t' know." Harry says with a sigh, eyebrows raised on his forehead.

"I'll tell you if something's uncomfortable.. or if I'm in pain.. or if I want you to stop.. or if I want you to keep going.. and if I don't want you to ever stop.." My naughty words have his skin blushing yet again. "You, my love, are something special. Did'cha know that?" His chuckle warms my soul, his soft lips brush against the corner of my grinning mouth. "Mmhm."

He lifts himself up after allowing me to kiss his lips a few times. "Hope I get in the right ho-" I slap his bicep, a little too hard, before he had to finish his joke. We share a laugh, eyes rolling in amusing at each other. "Stop playing.. hurry up." I wrap my fingers around his nape, tugging him closer to me. "Don't rush.. we have forever." His lids drop just a little as he stares down at me, but I easily recognize that expression.

His brows are relaxed, his lips are smiling gently, and his eyes are hardly opened - he does that when he just wants to look at me. It's different than his stare, or his gaze - it's difficult to explain. I believe I'm the only person who will ever be able to understand it, the only person that will ever feel the love pouring from eyes, the only person who will ever be able to admire the way his eyes never leave mine...

"Can we start our forever right now?" I ask with a loose voice, my eyes roaming all over his handsome features. "Impatient.. a trait you'll never be able to get rid of." Harry smiles one final time before our lips connect - the beginning of a sweet, romantic session. Both of his hands are now exploring my body - groping and grasping sections of my skin, from my thighs to my waist to my breasts. If he can reach it, he's going to grab it.

It was hard to keep up with the fast paced motions. Before I knew it, Harry was leaning himself up to rest on his knees, his hands grab my legs and lift them up, indicating that I need to hold them there on my own so I do.

"Once.. we.. um.. get things going.. you can put your legs down. I just.. I need to.. to make sure.. I, uh, won't be able to use my hands to hold you up." Harry rambles nervously, all while I'm gladly holding my legs up in the air. All he had to do was ask, but my sweet man always goes on and on when he's anxious. I love that about him, I love knowing that such a brave and strong soul can be fluttered and shaky. It makes me love him even more.

"Baby.. relax. You're.. you're panicking again." My words make him huff, but he nods anyways. "Sorry.. it's sor'a a big deal." He shrugs, his eyes dropping to stare between my legs. I get a little embarrassed suddenly, and I'm unable to stop my hand from flying down there to cover me. "Hey, hey, hey.. c'mon.. baby, you can't get all nervous now." Harry knocks my hand away, and his finger accidentally brushes my sensitive nub. I gasp, nearly jumping straight out of my skin.

"Sorry, honey." He smiles apologetically. "Get a move on, please." I sigh, keeping a smile on so he knows I'm not being mean or anything of that sort, just impatient. "Yes ma'am." Harry finally scoots himself between my legs, the tip of his member bumps my center and causes me to gulp heavily. "Let me, uh, prep you some more."

I relax my head onto the pillow after seeing that he's just going to be spitting into his hand. Soon, I feel his warm fingers glide up my slit, focusing on the lower portion, to spread the natural lubrication - his saliva - around, mixing it with what was already formed there. "There.. now.. Are we sure we're going to do this?" Harry asks, already well aware of my answer.

"Without a doubt." I release a breath I didn't know I was keeping tucked in. He nods understandingly, "Let's do it." My heart shakes in my chest the very second I feel Harry grab onto my thighs, spreading them further apart so he can be comfortable between them.

"Remember.. it's gonna hurt at first.. but it's gonna be alright, baby. I'm gonna be here the whole time." Harry smiles sweetly at me, waiting for me to reply. "Okay. I'll be fine.. I promise."

Without another word or interruption, Harry begins to push his tip past my entrance. I wince at the pain, not expecting it to hurt like this. Harry slows down, his left hand sits down on my thigh, his thumb starts to rub circles into my skin. "Stop or go?" He mutters out, biting his lip anxiously. I squeeze my eyes shut, as much as I want to watch him do this I can't handle the pain. I have to cope somehow. "Go."

He pushes further, maybe an inch and a half? I'm not sure on the length, all I'm certain on is the fact that he's inside of me - and I believe he's broken whatever barrier existed before. "Go.." I repeat after a short moment of stillness. Harry moves himself further in, while I'm laying here whining the entire time. I can feel his body tense up with every sound of pain I let out - he wants to stop, I can tell. But he's not going to because I haven't told him to - and I won't.

"Julianne." Harry grunts out my name, I can see that this is affecting him as well. "Talk t' me." He insists, his voice thick as he attempts to hold in his pleased groans. "Keep going." I nod, knowing that his eyes are staring at mine even though I've shut them. "Baby doll, tell me if it's okay." Harry elaborates, being specific on what he wanted from me. "I'm alright.. don't stop."

I'm having to push myself past the thought of the pain I'm experiencing and focus only on the pleasure. It's steadily growing, the erotic feelings are increasing with every couple of seconds. I knew it would hurt, Sophia semi-explained some things to me a few weeks ago. I know what to expect, somewhat.

"Ooh- stop stop stop." I blurt out, my fist grasping the sheet below me. In the same moment he comes to a pause, his hand expands on my waist, his long fingers reaching different spots of my skin. "Tell me what I need to do." He's worried that he's doing something wrong, and I don't want him to ever think that. This is the first time either of us have done this, surely he understands that we're both going to be nervous. I hope he knows he's not doing anything that's purposely hurting me.

"W-want you.. cl-closer." My words are stumbling, a sign that I'm quite unsure about things myself. Harry's not the only one that's having anxious feelings right now. "O-okay." Harry grants me with what I want the most right now - to have him against me.

He leans down, carefully keeping himself still down there while he adjusts himself above me. His right elbow sinks into the mattress beside my shoulder, and his other hand is keeping a nice grip on my waist. "Like this?" He questions with the desire to make everything perfect for me. I open my eyes, staring straight into his green ones. "Closer." My hand finds its way to the small of his back, where I try to force him down on me but I lack the strength needed to do so.

Harry notices my actions, and his body is soon pressed almost completely on mine. "I love you." I breathe out the words as I use my other hand to caress his scarred cheek. He smiles gently at me, "I love you." I almost forgot that he was inside of me - that is, until he shifted his lower half just a hair's width. "Fuck." I gasp, biting down on my lip.

"I'm sorry." He gulps loud enough for me to hear, and that makes me start to feel afraid. I don't want him to get all worked up with his anxiety and end up not continuing this with me. "Baby, I'm fine." I assure him, pecking his lips a few times. They're swollen from the treat he gave me.. but I like it. It's attractive, very attractive.

"You can go now." Harry and I share a stare for a few moments, it's almost as if I had never said anything to begin with. He lowers his face down to mine, our lips meeting for a proper, yet filthy kiss. His tongue is exploring my mouth, and my hands are doing the same to his toned, warm body. He grunts as I sink my fingernails over his shoulder blade, and my other set scratches down his muscled back.

He tears away from our kiss, breathing heavily already. Suddenly, his lips are all over me - my throat, my face, my shoulders, my collarbone - everywhere he can currently reach. I could barely keep up, before I knew it Harry was all the way in. It was burning, the stretching was more painful that I expected. But it's over now - there's no more adjusting to do.

The only noise in the room is the slight squeak of the mattress as Harry thrusts in and out of me, and the mix of our moans and sharp breaths. I'm whispering soft compliments and encouragements to him here and there, remembering to keep him focus and calm. His hands are roughly grasping me, I can already feel bruises beginning to form underneath his fingertips. I don't mention it to him, he doesn't need any distractions.

"Baby-" He groans, smacking his mouth onto mine. Everything is dizzy around me, all I can see clearly is Harry's pretty face. My heart is racing, my lungs are heaving, my entire body is so caught up in the euphoric sensations of sex.

Harry slams a hand onto the headboard, I quickly take note of how the muscles in his arm are straining below his skin. "Hey, shh.. it's okay." My thumb rubs the corner of his mouth, grabbing his attention. Little sparks begin to grow in his eyes, lighting up his green orbs. I nervously swallow the lump in my throat, just calm him down and he'll be alright.

"Relax, baby.. you're doing good." I continue with the whispers of praise, knowing that doing this will not boost his confidence, but also calm him down some, get rid of the fear he's holding inside. Instantly, the glowing disappears and I'm left with the Harry I love the most. His eyelids are limp as he looks down at me, he's taken over by the pure pleasure of the moment - I don't blame him at all.


//Harry//

"H-harry.. gosh.." Julianne's gasp goes straight to my lower half, resulting in me going a little faster, slightly harder than before. Those small hands all racing across my skin, trying to feel every inch that they can reach. I drop my lips to her warm neck, not wasting anytime with the placement of kisses. I nearly lose my sanity as I feel her touch on my scalp, those little fingers tangling into my hair. "F-faster.." She utters into my ear, those precious lips leaving behind pecks of affection.

I give her a grunt, implying that I heard her and I'm definitely going to do as she asks. "Harry." She moans out my name again - I've lost count by now. It's good to know that I'm fulfilling her needs. She's highly enjoying this, as I am, and it's such a relief. I was so afraid that I would do horrible, that I wouldn't make her feel good. Clearly, I have nothing to worry about..

"H-hand.. give me.. y-your hand." She stammers, blindly searching for my hand. I lift myself up slightly, forcing all of my weight on one elbow as I allow her to take a hold of my wrist. Intensively, I watch her bring my fingertips to her lips. I'm close to exploding while I watch her suck on my fingers, spitting onto the tips just a few seconds later.

The confusion leaves my mind when she shoves my hand between us, down to her center. I know what she wants, and she's going to get that. I take over the movement of my arm again, and gladly press down onto her clit - moans erupt from her throat that very moment.

"Please, please, please." She groans deeply, her body pushes up into mine as her back arches high off the mattress, pleasuring flooding through that gorgeous body of hers. "A-are you cl-close?" I question lowly, my mouth returns to bite down onto her throat. "Harry.. Harry.. Harry.. Harry!." Her voice breaks out into a scream, validating my thoughts.

She wasn't the only one who was close to the edge. I am easily feeling my stomach knot up, my insides flipping violently as I drive into her perfect body. The warmth she's putting off is incredible - the clenching of her walls is about to push me over. I'm extremely close, but I won't release until she does. My girl deserves it first.

The sound of our bodies hitting together, on top of her moans and my own grunting, has us both tipping closer to climax. "Al-almost.. don't-don't stop, Harry." Julianne's soft palm smacks against the side of my face, her sharp fingernails anchor into my skin. Her other set of nails are clawing down my back, leaving her mark all over my body.

I've increased the pace of my hips, as well as the speed of my fingers circling her little nub. She's writhing beneath me as whimpers fall from her plump lips. I feel myself twitch inside of her, only to receive a strong squeeze in return.

"Harry.. I'm gonna come." Julianne gasps loudly, her eyes shooting open - directly meeting my lustful gaze. "Fuck, fuck.. please.. f-faster.." She tugs at my roots as her eyes roll back, completely engulfed in the satisfaction I've giving her. "Yeah, baby.. Come for me.. come all over me." My mouth attacks hers, there's no stopping now.

I feel her insides throb as her back comes off the mattress, those fingertips tearing up my skin, and I can't dare forget the beautiful moan of my name that comes from her beautiful mouth. Moments later, she's still twisting under me, and I've shoved myself as far as I can go - spilling into her. I thought I was done, but I shot out again, and again.

The feeling of fingertips dragging across my skin make me lean up, but not without her lips being attached to my throat. I allow her to bite down in different spots, giving me her affection. I sigh out in utter relief, I can't comprehend the fact we just successfully done this. And here she is now, marking what's hers and what will always be only hers. My beautiful girl, my precious angel.. My naughty nymph, my sweetheart.. My everything. Only for her, my sweet creature.

Before long, I was the one biting down into her pale skin - leading us to a second round..


Notes

+++ I purposely kept things... sorta PG13 rated. I didn't want to go into the nasty, over explained, heavily explicit detail! maybe another time ;) Besides, I know some people don't like that ++++

just a handful of chapters left! I'm excited to see how you guys like the ending, and the beginning of the sequel! most likely I will post the prologue to the sequel on this story just to give you guys a sneak peek!

leave me some thoughts in the comments! much love xxxx

PS: It's very early in the morning when I'm uploading this.. I swear I proofread it twice but I'm sure there are still some more mistakes. I will fix them eventually..

Comments

@Allie Miller @Harry02
super sorry about just now replying to you guys! thank you for the love. I hope you like the new update ;)

Oh my god, the new chapters are amazing! Thank you for updating :)

Awesome updates my love :) Can't wait to see what's to come. Keep up the great work girl

Great new chapters! Can't wait to find out what's going to happen next :)