Forced To Be With Him 24/7

Chapter 27

"I want you to imagine the way my back would arch, how my lips would part and out would fly moans of ecstasy, how my hips would rock in time with yours, how my eyes like glittering stars would burn a hole in you heart. How my nails would paint 'i love you' in your back, how my body would quiver pressed against yours, how small and delicate my face would be in your hands, how my lips would taste like an addiction, how my lips would murmur your name like its every brand of sin. Imagine making love to me, do it now.

For my mind has been fixated on the idea all night - like the way hopelessness fixates on the existence of god." She finishes and presses her soft lips against my neck.

Its beautiful.

I slowly take the room key out of her hand, happy that we shared the same jealousy and need for each other all along.

Alex's POV

Harry picks me up and opens the door. He carries me inside and gently lays me on the bed. I said it. I told him I loved him. I finally did it. Anne, money, the creditors did not matter. He was the solemn reason in my heart.

"I miss this, Alex." he said, laying down beside me.

"I've tried being single. I've been doing it for the past four years. I lived the popstar life and I'm not interested in it anymore. I want that special someone. That person you're just dying to talk to at the end of the day, you know? But I haven't found anyone." He leaned towards me, reaching his hand out and gently touching my wrist. "And then I realized that I'd already found that person." He brought his hand to my cheek, burying his fingers in my hair. "You."

I pulled on my bottom lip with my teeth, blinking at him slowly. I couldn't think of anything to say. I looked into his eyes and felt the butterflies in my stomach begin to stir. I brought my hand to his waist, urging him closer. He smiled softly, bringing his lips to mine.

I felt myself sink into his kiss, feeling like I was coming home again. My hand slid up his back as I leaned closer, pressing my chest against his. His hand ran up my arm and settled at my neck, guiding my head back so that he could press small kisses down my neck. I brought my other hand to the hem of his shirt, slipping under and feeling his warm skin against my icy fingers. His hand tugged at my hair as he returned his lips to mine. His kiss was hungrier – no longer sweet and gentle. I tugged on his shirt, pulling back for a moment to yank it over his head.

His arms wrapped around my waist as he slammed his chest into mine. I matched his intensity – clinging to him and sucking on his bottom lip. I ran my fingers through the hair at the bottom of his neck, as my breathing grew shallower and my heart began to race.

"Harry," I sighed, as he began to run his lips down my neck to my shoulder, digging his teeth in. My body stiffened, nails digging into his neck as I inhaled sharply. I pushed him back, forcing him to meet my eyes. His lips were bright pink, hair falling in his face, and I couldn't help myself.

I hopped on top of him; legs straddled over his and began kissing along his jaw line. I felt a low growl vibrate through his chest. He clutched my cheeks, bringing my lips back to his. He bit my bottom lip, running his tongue back and forth until I moaned his name. I reached for his pants, fumbling with the button and yanking the zipper down. I ran a trail of kisses down his stomach as I slid my hand under his boxers and grasped his erection. He shimmied his pants down to his knees, exposing himself just as my lips reached his groin.

I smiled, running my hand to the base of his cock. I placed a soft kiss on the tip, meeting his eyes with the devilish smile on my lips. I ran my tongue up the length of his cock, hearing him groan softly. I swirled my tongue around the tip, sucking gently.