It seemed we’d been here forever. I was pinned to the shower’s wall, my hair hanging down the length of my back in our embrace. Thoughts of the conversation that had taken place minutes ago now replay in my mind. The steam from the showerhead beat down between us, the feeling of pleasure invading my senses. His wet lips were trailing the area around my neck as he held his grip on me. I felt him intensely as his breathes became deeper. My legs rested around his waist, my arms around his neck. His hair now hung wet around his head, his curls relaxing. I watched as his green eyes watched me enjoying him. I felt my hands drop slightly, now placed firmly on his shoulders. His hands gripped my bum as he continued, his eyes fell shut with the sensation of me. He withdrew himself slowly before cautiously pushing back in. I could tell by the wrinkles on my fingertips that we’d been in here a while. My arms pulled his face to mine as he continued the actions of his hips. My eyes fluttered shut, my brain trying to unearth my escaped thoughts. His name filled the shower, as he repeated himself. My back had been pressed to the shower wall holding me up as he ground into me. My lips parted as I felt myself near.
Winter:
“Harry…”
He moved impossibly closer, taking my lips again and biting softly. My eyes closed again to allow my senses the intensity. His tongue slipped pass my lips as he kissed me hungrily. My hands gripped his shoulders tighter the more I got near. I didn’t think I’d last nearly as long as I did; now burying my damp head into the croak of his neck. I placed kisses there as he continued slowly, my head becoming increasingly foggy as did the shower’s glass. I’d bitten down multiple times around the area of his neck as I fell apart against him. I could tell he enjoyed the sensation, humming into me in satisfaction. I lost myself in him as our hips met again. Before I knew it, my orgasm had overtaken me, he coming into his within me. I felt him entirely, as he pulled my hips closer into him. Our sounds filled the showers glass in our release. Still he kissed me hungrily as he caught his breath, my mouth filling with the warm of his tongue. I waited for him to release me, but I knew I most likely couldn’t stand. He’d read my thoughts holding me while letting me down, my toes touching the shower floor for the first time since entering. He held my hips sensitively, as I felt his length warm against the flat of my stomach. He dropped his head, wet curls tickling my skin and placing kisses along my shoulder now. I felt balanced in his hold but I knew the moment he’d let me go I’d collapse. He’d reached across me grabbing the soap before handing it to me. His dimples showing me he’d enjoyed our shower together. The buzz had left me, the high of my orgasm had taken its place. I watched as he washed himself, my eyes now adoring his bum. He grinned at this realization, creating bubbles with the soap between his hands before turning me around. He rubbed my back slowly and gently as if he knew my fragility. His hands rubbed in circler motions as he squeezed gently.

Harry:
“You’re so beautiful.”

Not a day went by that he hadn’t reminded me. I sensed his lips against the skin of my back now. I felt so comfortable with him as he touched my soft skin. It was first experience with this kind of care, my eyes closing to realm in it. I grabbed the soap next, repeating his actions and rubbing it against his toned stomach. He was beautiful. My hands traced his nipples, going down to the dots that mimicked them. His eyes traced me carefully, trying to interpret my thoughts though I was sure it wasn’t hard to. He pulled me in with his strong arms, hugging me as water pattered across our skin. We’d stayed there washing and exploring each other for a while longer before he opened the shower door, grabbing a large towel. He turned around motioning me forward and wrapping the towel around us both in an embrace. It had been cold in the air of the bathroom in contrast to our steamy shower. I shivered as he hugged me into him, drying my hair and the length of my body before doing his own. I stay quiet, as he took care of me.

Harry:
“I have red marks all over my neck, Winter.”
I laughed as he shared his realization with me. He smiled to show me he hadn’t mind.
Winter:
“I’m really sorry.”
His face was serious now as he absorbed my words.
Harry:
“Never be.”
He
rubbed my legs as he spoke comforting words to me. I loved being with him so much.
Winter:
“I’m going to miss that.”

We’d been in the bed in our underclothes now, his head resting on my stomach as I looked down at him. His eyebrows fused together in confusion at my words.
Harry:
“What do you mean?”
He pressed kisses to my stomach in casualty as I took breaths to enjoy him.

Winter:
“My period’s either tomorrow, or Thursday.”
He’d laughed a lot louder than I’d expected continuing the moments of his lips. He turned his head resting the side of his face against me now before he spoke.
Harry:
“You and I both, then.”
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Sarah:

“He has to look hot without a shirt.”

Caitlin:

“Yea, is he a good shag?”

I couldn’t believe the bluntness of their words. There was always a bombardment of questions anytime I’d gone long without filling them in. We walked through the mall, as I pushed my hair back from my face coyly. I knew it had turned rosy at their words, and I was grateful they hadn’t yet mention Scott again after I told them it was over. They’d hardly even known him because hanging out with my friends wasn’t really his thing. I assumed they didn’t care that we’d parted considering that being with him mostly meant distancing them. He always would rather me stay home so he’d have me all to himself. It was like I’d forgotten them when Scott and I had moved in together, and I knew they assumed I’d been playing my part. Now they’d been waiting for my answer but it was hard discussing my intimacy with my new boyfriend with them.

Winter:

“Can we please talk about something else?”

I knew it wouldn’t work as we sat down at the tables of the malls restaurant. Rachel and Caitlin had sat across from me there eyes glued to me curiously.

Rachel:

“Do you love him Winter?”

I’d looked down at my fingers shyly as they lay firmly against the table.
I pushed me hair back behind me ears in a deciphering manor as I nodded my head timidly. They awed in response, deepening the core of my embarrassment.

Julie:

“Aw, you two are so adorable.”

The conversation had been too much about me. Not that I hated their urgency, I was use to it. But with Harry everything between us seemed so private and closed. How could I ever put into words, to begin to explain the way he made me feel…

I realized I’d been doing little talking, I assumed they did too and I braced myself as they prepared the rest of my quiz.

Rachel:

“How many times have you… you know.”

I look down as my eyes rested on my fingers again. They’d been my distraction for the day. It was hard keeping contact with their eyes beaming down on my like the sun on a summer’s day.

Winter:

“A few.”

Again with the awing. I hadn’t expected them to like me with him so much, and though they’d drilled me about Scott before, the conversation usually held a different connotation.

Caitlin:
“Oh my gosh, I bet it’s great.”

I closed my eyes in embarrassment, covering my face in my hands. I loved them really, but this was a lot to take in.

Rachel:

“He’s definitely the hottest boyfriend you've ever had, no offense by the way. And you look so happy Winter, I love it.”

Julie:

“Yea, when can we meet him?!”

There was no way I was letting that happen.. not anytime soon. Harry and I hadn’t yet been together that long and I just wanted to take everything by day, I was still getting to know him myself.

Winter:
“Guys… You’ll meet him eventually okay. I just don’t want to jinx it.”

It was enough to get them to back off at least and I was relieved when the waiter had come to take our drinks. His name tag read John and he looked masculine in build. He had great skin, his hair seemed too perfect and his eyelashes were long and thick.

John:

“Drinks ladies?”

His voice was deep and I could tell by the body language of the girls that they’d found him attractive. They sat stirring at him blatantly as it remained silent at the table. I’d say it was rude but by the smile on his face I could tell he’d been taking it as a compliment.

Winter:

“Water’s great.”

I mean I knew the point of the situation on their part, but it was seriously becoming awkward.

John:

“Will that be for everyone?”

Winter:

“Yea, thanks.”

He focused on me while the girls laughed secretly, backing up as if to hold my eye contact. He smiled showing his perfectly white teeth, the girls smiling back in approval.

John:
“Coming right up.”

I was glad he’d gone so I could hear what the girls had been thinking, though it wasn’t hard to tell.

Rachel:
“I think we’ll be eating here a lot from now on. right girls?”

They were so giddy and the compliments of him flowed across the table expectantly.

Sarah:
“He totally likes Winter though.”

The girls nodded in agreement as I try to comprehend the subject of the conversation. I shook my head violently in disapproval.

Winter:
“Gross, no he doesn’t.”

I honestly found every guy gross now that I was with Harry. It was hard to explain but I rarely even found anyone else attractive. Julia had sighed in disbelief.

Julie:
“She’s so naive.”

I was so offended. I rolled my eyes as I became increasing annoyed by the situation. It sucked to know that anytime we’d come to the mall now everyone would be hungry. I sat still in my seat toning out the girls momentarily as my mind drew back to Harry. I wondered how he felt, what he’d been doing or if he’d been okay. This had been becoming second nature to me lately and I knew my feelings for him were true. I thought of the wet curls that adorned his head in our steamy shower the previous night, wondering if he’d been thinking of it too. I pulled my phone from my bag, texting him while I focused back on what the girls were saying.

Winter:
Harry, what are you doing later?

I hadn’t realized the waiter had returned until the table fell quiet again.

John:
“Here you go.”
He distributed the drinks across the table as their eyes burned his skin.

John:
“And I’ll be back over to take your orders.”

I avoided eye contact this time around, remembering the girls’ odd observation.

Winter:
“Uh, thanks again.”

He was off, as my phone vibrated with a text from Harry.

Harry:
Oh, I forgot to tell you babe. I have to work around 10. But I’m free until then. What’s wrong?

It was like I could hear his beautifully deep voice as he spoke his soothing words to me. I really did miss him but I didn’t want to sound too attached.

Winter:
Uh, it’s nothing. I’ll call you later okay.

I’d merely forgotten that he had to work, I was planning on spending my night cuddled into him. I watched their eyes on me as I peered back.

Julia:
“Is that Harry?”

Her tone was teasing, but it’d been amusing that she had to ask. I was in the jest of answering her question when the phone began to vibrate against my fingers. I wondered why he’d been calling but didn’t know if I wanted to answer him in front of the girls. The decision was made as I put a finger up to my lips, advising them to be quiet.

Winter:
“Hey.”

The second I answered they’d began making kissing noises in the background of the call. I motioned for them to stop as they laughed overwhelmingly.

Harry:
“Hey. Are you okay?

He sounded protective as always, and I’d felt grateful that it’d been over me.

Winter:
“Yea, just having lunch with the girls.”

He paused momentarily before continuing the content of his thoughts.

Harry:
“Are you with them all day or…?”

Maybe it’d been a good idea to spend more time with the girls because I didn’t want to smother him. It’d always been him and I, and I figured it was healthy to miss him.

Winter:
“Yea, I think I will.”

I didn’t know what caused his silence but I’d jumped in before he could say anything.

Winter:
“I’ll call you when I get home alright?”

The noise between them had been beginning again and I was seconds away from leaving the table to finish my conversation with him.

Harry:
“Uh, okay. Sure.”

There was a different tone to his voice now but I couldn’t dissect it with how annoying the girls were being.

Winter:
“Alright.”

I didn’t know how I would feel being away from him for that length of time but I’d pushed it to the back of my mind.

Harry:
“I love you.”

His words were sweet and it gave me a tingle throughout my body at it’s honesty.

Winter:
“I love you too.”

They awed loudly in the background as I hung up the phone. I was sure my facial expression had said it all as the annoyance grew.

Winter:
“You guys are impossible.”

The waiter made his way back as I forced the phone back in my bag, listening to the girls chatter again… It was going to be a long day.



I’d heard a knock at the door. I got up from the computer racing to answer it, knowing it could only be Harry at 2 o’clock in the morning. That was another thing I hated about his job. I glanced through the peephole with my hand plated against the door before turning the knob. He’d hugged me into him, his hands around my waist as I squeezed back.

Harry:
“You’re not mad at me or anything, are you?”

I felt confusion at his words, shorting the length of our embrace.

Winter:
“No. Why would you think that?”

He closed the door behind him as he pulled off his jacket, the chill of the weather still lingering on me from our passionate hug.

Harry:
“I don’t know. I just felt a difference when I called you earlier.”

I looked down as I tried to remember my words to him. Maybe it’d been my haste to get him off the phone, but I honestly hadn’t intended it in that way.

Harry:
“You want to talk about it?”

I was surprised that he’d sensed this about me when I thought I’d been so believable. Nevertheless, he wasn’t wrong.

Winter:
“I… I just missed you was all.”

He looked down at me, the life of his eyes taking my breath away.
Harry:
“Winter, why didn’t you say that? I thought you wanted to be with your friends, I would have stopped by.”

I had a feeling he’d say that and I suddenly wished I hadn’t said anything.

Winter:
“It’s alright. I don’t want to smother you.”

He traced my words as he walked over taking my hands with his.

Harry:
“You can never smother me okay. I think It’d be the other way around.”

His dimples were like the craters of the moon. I felt warm at his touch as I snuggled my face into his chest.

Winter:
“It can happen.”

He rubbed my back as we stood. His heartbeat was steady with mine. I finally had what I’d longed for all day.

Harry:
“Would it help if I said I like when you smother me.”

The humor in his voice caused me to laugh into him. He held me there for a while longer before kissing my lips. It was long and slow, causing goose bumps to prick my skin.

Harry:
“Now come on. It’s pass your bedtime.”

I laughed again at his words but it stung a little to know I’d be repeating this again when he left for work tomorrow.

Notes

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