I had the weekend off and I got bored so wrote some random HR goodness. (M rated!)
She had a wicked smile on her face that he'd never seen before. He caressed her cheek lightly and set his lips on hers, soft as a whisper. His tongue gently probed the seam of her lips and she instantly opened her mouth to him. He smiled for a second as their tongues danced together, exploring and tasting each other eagerly. Ruth broke away from him for a second, her blue eyes shining on his. "I love you," she whispered. He swallowed, the words he'd wanted to hear from her for so long and now they were said it all seemed so simple.
"I love you too," he replied. His hands were on her waist as he kissed her again. There was far too many layers of fabric between them but he didn't want to push her too fast. As if testing the waters he pushed the hem of her blouse up an inch or two. When his fingers made contact with her bare waist she gasped into his mouth and deepened the kiss, her hands on the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Encouraged he raised his hands until he could feel the faint contour of her ribs. Ruth moved his hands away but only for the second or two it took for her to pull his jacket off.
By the time it fell to the floor, he'd resumed touching her, much to her delight. She exclaimed in shock as she suddenly felt a wall behind her. He looked into her eyes for a second, waiting for permission to continue. She cupped his face and leant closer to his ear. "Don't ever stop," she whispered. He smiled, incredibly glad that she seemed to want this as much as he did. Moving forward he kissed her neck sensually, tongue darting over her flesh as she sighed in his ear. Her fingers reached up under his shirt, nails scratching his back lightly. She couldn't get enough concentration to get the message from her brain to her hands to unbutton Harry's buttons, so she settled for running her hands all over his skin instead. Harry gathered her skirt in his hand and slid his fingers up the smooth nylon threads of her stockings. He stopped kissing her and instead had her eyes locked in an intense gaze as he kept going higher up her thigh. The movement paused when he felt the lace hold-up.
"God, if I'd have known you were wearing these under your skirts…" he murmured with a glint in his eye. He slid his hand to the inside of her thigh and was pleased when he noticed how her breathing got heavier. His thumb brushed over the lace of her knickers and she moaned with longing. He kept his hands where they were but leant in to whisper in her ear. "You sound impatient."
"Years of waiting can do that to a girl," Ruth said with a smile before pulling him in for another deep satisfying kiss. She started to unbutton his shirt but when Harry pulled her knickers down, her concentration disappeared. Her hands were holding onto his shoulders desperately trying to keep herself standing. He touched her intimately over and over again, wanting to bring her to climax. "…Harry… Oh God, Harry…" she breathed with eyes closed. He thought his name had never sounded so wonderful as when it came from her throat in that gorgeous passion filled whisper. He felt her quiver in the silence as her orgasm overpowered her. She was still shaking slightly when she kissed him again.
She'd actually managed to get Harry's buttons undone and threw his shirt to the floor, her palms running over his chest softly. She kissed his chest open mouthed as Harry unzipped her skirt, adding it to the growing pile of clothing haphazardly thrown everywhere. Her blouse soon followed, all the while punctuated with hungry, eager kisses, wherever skin met lips. His mouth followed the skin just visible above her bra as her fingers worked on unbuckling his belt. She needed him desperately and that was fine with him. Her fingertips moved down his legs slowly as his breathing got heavier. Then he grunted in surprise as her hand took his erection firmly her fingertips teasing him slowly. She had a wicked smile on her face which he considered he could definitely get used to. He closed his eyes in concentration as her touch became more insistent and pulled him closer to the edge. Suddenly he grabbed her hand, making her stop. She looked confused for a second.
"I want to be inside you," he whispered. She sighed with passion as his arms reached around her, fingertips on her spine just before he pulled her bra off. She shrugged it to the floor and smiled as Harry clearly was enjoying the view of her bare breasts for the first time. She pushed his head up to hers and kissed him slowly as he pushed into her and he stilled, waiting for her to adjust. Her legs wrapped around him and he moved fractionally, keeping her pushed against the wall. She bent forward and lightly nipped his earlobe between her teeth.
"Harder, please," she breathed, her voice reverberating through his entire body. He chuckled lightly and did what she asked, making her moan loudly. She still wore her stockings and with every thrust they rubbed against his skin delightfully. He wanted to make this last for both of them but he was getting perilously close to the edge. He reached between them and pushed her clitoris firmly, wanting her to join him in ecstasy. "Oh!" she moaned, fingernails cutting semi circles into the skin of his shoulders. "Oh my God Harry. Oh!" Her legs tightened around him as her second climax ripped through her. He joined her almost instantly, kissing her neck slowly as he came inside her.
She found herself completely still with her legs still wrapped around him, their bodies still joined. She lifted his head and kissed him softly. "You can let go of me now," she said with a smile. He kissed her cheek and pulled away from her slowly. "I'm actually quite surprised we never managed to get upstairs," she said.
"I promise, the bedrooms reserved for round two," Harry said in a low hoarse voice that made her shiver. And they both smiled.
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