Hideaway [h.s]

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Amelia Adams

"Babe.." The deep raspy voice enters my thoughts like an echo, making me slowly open my eyes. My vision is blurry but it adjusts to see Harry laying next to me on his side and his hand rubbing my hip.

The bright morning light from the window and the balcony door blinds me because I'm my used to it. I spent months underground where the only form of light was from a lightbulb.

"What time is it?" I groan and shut my eyes again, placing my arm over my face to disguise the light a bit more.

"8:30." He answers in his rugged morning voice, making me groan again and diving my face into the pillow.

"We have some stuff to do today." He says while now rubbing my back.

"Harrrrrryyyyy." I whine in the pillow, annoyed that I'm up so early.

"Mmmm I love it when you moan my name." He says teasingly before crawling over top of my back. I feel him kiss the back of my neck and run his hands up under my shirt to hold my sides.

I giggle a bit at his silliness. He rolls up my shirt and starts kissing down my spine, snaking his big hands beneath me to cup my breasts under the flannel.

"Harry!" I laugh and squirm a bit under him.

"Yeah that's it." He pretends to be jokingly seductive while trailing kisses down my back. I flip around underneath him so I lay on my back. My shirt is all rode up from him to expose all the way up under my breasts.

He hovers over me on all fours like last night, smiling down at me with a cheeky expression.

"C'mon sweetheart you need to get up. You've been asleep for twelve hours." He chuckles. I grab the pillow next to me and put it over my face so its not so bright.

"Just let me sleep for one more hour." I compromise into the pillow.

"No!" He laughs.

"Please! I'm really tired."

"You'll be fine once you wake up."

"It's going to take me a while to be wide awake." I muffle into the soft fabric I have held to my face.

He sits back to straddle my legs and hunches over to kiss my stomach, trying to get me up.

"C'mon Amelia." He says while littering my midsection in kisses.

"Harry I'll be up in an hour. 8:30 is too early." I complain while he kisses my skin with his soft lips.

"I don't think so." He murmurs before ripping open my buttoned up flannel so my bare chest is exposed. He immediately runs his tongue between my breasts before moving his mouth to one and massaging the other with his hand, swirling his tongue around.

I bite my lip as he takes my breath away in his movements. If he thinks I'm going to get up out of bed by him doing this then he's wrong.

But my god it felt good.

I whimper into the pillow I keep held to my face, hoping he doesn't hear the pleasure he's giving me.

He moves back down my body, trailing kisses all the way down to the boxers I'm wearing of his. I expected him to give up at the point, but he immediately rips the material off my body.

My stomach knots as I know I'm completely exposed from the waist down. I'm also exposed from the waist up but the red flannel is still on my arms.