CP 14

The newlyweds said goodnight to their family as the lot of them made their way up the steps to their bedrooms. Only Mr. and Mrs. Weasley stayed downstairs to see the couple off.

"Have a wonderful night, and we'll see you soon," Mrs. Weasley said bringing Ginny into a fierce hug.

"We will, Mum, and we'll see you sometime on Monday," Ginny said, now embracing her father.

Harry hugged them both as well. "Thank you both for today, it was really perfect," Harry said, squeezing Ginny's hand.

"Welcome to the family, Harry," Mr. Weasley said.

"Thank you – it means a lot to me."

Harry and Ginny smiled as Harry pulled her tight to him. "Good night," he called as he turned on the spot with Ginny in his arms.

XXX

They apparated directly into the suite that Harry had spent most of the morning in with Ron, and Ginny smiled.

"It's beautiful, Harry, and a brilliant idea," she said, tightening her grip around his waist. "Two whole days of doing nothing but loving each other - sounds like heaven."

"I quite agree. It's a pity there's nothing at all going on in London this weekend. We'll just have to stay right here and amuse ourselves somehow."

"That's going to be tough…but I think we can manage," she said, chuckling into Harry's chest. "Do I have any clothes here?" Ginny asked, smirking.

"Yes," Harry said, laughing with her. "I did manage to pack you a few things…very few. Everything is already in our room, and in the bathroom."

"Thank you. Do you think you can help me with these, Harry? I want to get out of this dress," Ginny turned her back to Harry and pulled her hair around her neck.

"Sure," he said and approached her again. He kissed her shoulder as he began undoing the multitude of tiny buttons running down Ginny's back. "This dress is so beautiful, Gin. I was so nervous today until you turned that corner and I saw you, then everything was alright."

"I know what you mean, Harry. My hands were shaking so hard until I saw your face, then the nerves disappeared. I was so calm then, so happy."

Harry smiled as he finished with the last button. He held the dress as Ginny steadied herself against Harry's shoulder and stepped out of her dress. She turned to him.

"Jesus…" Harry said in a low, ragged voice as his eyes raked hungrily over her body. He took in her sheer, lacy white bra, matching barely-there panties, lacy thigh-high stockings and her high-heeled shoes. Ginny smiled.

"You like?" she asked, waiting for his reply, swishing her hips back and forth playfully.

"I love," he replied, approaching her slowly. He watched the swell of her breasts as her breathing deepened. The lacy white material of her bra did nothing to hide the puckering of her nipples, and Harry groaned as he ghosted his thumb across her breast.

He leaned down and kissed her, running his hands down her ribs to her waist. "So beautiful," he said as his lips found her neck and shoulders. He licked her skin and moaned. "Ginny."

"Mmm…" she replied, her eyes closed, enjoying his kisses. "You make me melt when you say my name like that," she whispered against his hot skin. "I need you, Harry."

Harry took her hand and began to lead her to their bedroom when she stopped him.

"It's too far," she whispered, running her hands down Harry's chest, popping the buttons of his shirt open as she went. Harry smiled and led her instead to the couch, helping her rid him of his shirt.

She slid the button open on his black pants, and unzipped them swiftly, pushing them to the floor and then pushing him down onto the couch when he was fully naked. Harry chuckled as he watched her straddle his hips, then his laughter was gone as Ginny ripped her tiny panties from her body in one swift motion and tossed them to the side.

Harry followed the trajectory of her underwear with his eyes, unable to believe what she had just done. Ginny ran her nails down Harry's chest, slowly tracing the line of dark, soft hair that swirled from his navel down to his groin. She grasped Harry's erection in both of her hands, a smile breaking out across her face. Harry stared at her face and licked his lips.

"Mmm…God, Harry, do that again," she said, her eyes locked on his perfectly-shaped lips. He did, running his tongue slowly around his lips, a smile tugging at the corners while she watched, transfixed. "Jesus…" She leaned in and kissed him, sucking his lip into her mouth. She moved her hips a little then, and without preamble, lowered herself onto Harry's shaft, making them both moan out loud.

"Ginny," Harry breathed into her ear, licking her there. "Mmm…yeah."

"I couldn't wait, Harry," she said in a low voice directly into his ear. "I needed this now…" she emphasized her point by impaling herself again and again on Harry's dick, moving her hips swiftly back and forth, up and down, circling.

Harry grabbed her hips and moved with her, pausing only to undo her bra and free her beautiful breasts. She leaned up for him then and he sucked her nipple into his mouth and Ginny cried out again, her hips increasing their rhythm.

"Harry…yes…yes…" she chanted as her hips moved to a fevered pitch, throwing her arms around him - trying to get closer. Harry moved, too, one hand on Ginny's hip, and one cupping her ass.

"Ginny…Jesus…yes," Harry said, close now as well.

"Please say it, Harry…you know I love it and I'm so close," Ginny said, looking at him now. She kissed him, breathing heavily into Harry's mouth. She ground her hips again as she clenched her internal muscles tightly around Harry, making him cry out as he came.

"Fuck!! Yes, Ginny, fuck, yes!" Harry screamed as he erupted in long, deep pulses into his wife. His hands clamped down on her hips and held her tightly to him.

"God, that's it, Harry. Yes!" Ginny screamed, coming, too. Her forehead pressed into Harry's and she held on as wave after wave flowed through her body. "Mmm…"

She collapsed against Harry's chest as the last spasm passed through her and her breathing slowly evened out.

After many minutes, Ginny climbed off of Harry's lap and laughed when he didn't move. He looked at her helplessly, and grinned.

"Gin," was all that Harry could mutter, a thin sheen of sweat still glistening on his skin. "I don't think I can move…"

Ginny chuckled, took Harry's hands and helped him to his feet. "Come on, baby, you need your rest. We have two whole days…"

Harry groaned, but grinned at the same time. "I have no idea how I'm going to survive this."

XXX

Harry woke the next day groggy from lack of sleep. He opened one eye and reached out his arm for Ginny, but she wasn't in bed.

"Gin?" he called. Then, he heard the water running in the bathroom, and he grinned. He turned over and grabbed his glasses from his bedside table, smiling as he thought about last night. He chuckled as he spotted the shredded remnants of Ginny's stockings and stepped over her hastily discarded shoes as he got out of bed and stretched his muscles.

He padded his way to the bathroom and creaked open the door, finding Ginny laid out in the bathtub with the water up to her neck and a gentle smile on her face. Hot swirls of steam were rising from the water and Harry approached her. She turned her head as she heard him, and smiled.

"Morning," Harry said as he sat on the edge of the tub, running his hands through Ginny's wet hair. She closed her eyes.

"Mmm…morning," she replied, sleepy but happy.

She caressed his thigh with her wet hand, water running from her arm down the side of the tub puddling on the floor next to Harry's foot. Ginny opened her eyes and saw her husband staring at her with a gleam in his eye and she smiled. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, laying her head on Harry's lap. He threw his legs over the side of the tub, trapping Ginny in between them as she came up onto her knees.

She dipped her head and licked the inside of his thighs as Harry grabbed the sides of the tub and closed his eyes. He felt his dick becoming harder as she licked him and sucked in his breath as Ginny rubbed her cheek along his lengthening shaft again and again. God, he loved when she did that.

She held Harry's cock by the base and stroked him with her cheeks, occasionally placing a hot-breathed, open-mouthed kiss on his head, driving Harry slightly mad. He watched her closely as she seemed to get more and more aroused as she glided Harry's dick against her skin. She licked him from the base of his dick to the head, and Harry groaned loudly.

Ginny leaned forward and pressed Harry's cock between her breasts and moved up and down him slowly, closing her eyes. "Harry…you feel so good," she said softly.

"Ginny…fuck…" Harry said, looking down at her breasts surrounding him. "Jesus…that's incredible…" As she moved up and down him, Harry's hips seemed to thrust of their own accord. When she trailed her hard nipple up and down him, Harry snapped.

"Ginny, please…God!" he yelled. She smiled as she bent her head, taking in as much of Harry into her mouth as she could and swirled her tongue around him as she bobbed her head. "Ginny…Jesus…so…close…!" He thrust his hips up again and squeezed his eyes shut as he came into her mouth.

She moaned as he came, licking him everywhere. She laid her head on his thigh and he ran his fingers through her wet hair as he worked on bringing his heart rate back to normal. She held him, her hands running down his back to his ass and back up again. "Love you," she whispered.

"Lean up a bit," Harry said and Ginny scooted forward so that he could slip behind her. She relaxed back against Harry's chest, and he folded his arms around her, securing her to him. They floated there in the warm water for a few minutes before Harry reached for the shampoo on the edge of the tub. He put a few drops into his palm, and began working it through Ginny's long, thick hair.

"Mmm…nice," Ginny said softly. She sat up a little, giving Harry better access and he massaged her scalp as he cleaned her hair, running his fingers through the long strands again and again. She dunked her head under the water to rinse out the soap.

He leaned down and kissed her shoulder, still working his fingers through her hair. "I love you, Ginny," he whispered into her ear. "You are the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen."

She smiled and turned herself over, stretching her body to fit tightly to Harry's. "I happen to love you, too, Harry." She slithered up Harry's body until her mouth was level with Harry's ear, and she began licking it and sucking the lobe into her mouth. "Love you," she whispered. She kissed his neck and stubbly chin - she kissed down to his adam's apple and across his collar bones. Ginny gripped Harry's strong shoulders and then ran her hands slowly down his arms.

"So beautiful," she whispered. She brought her knees up to either side of Harry's hips so that she was straddling him. Harry sat up straighter in the tub and pulled her hips to him, holding her closer. He ran his hands down her sides and back coming to rest on her ass cheeks. He caressed them slowly, Ginny's head resting on his shoulder – kissing him repeatedly there – her breathing becoming heavier.

"I want you," she said into his ear and raised her hips for him. Harry reached between them, grasping his hard shaft in his right hand, finding Ginny's opening with his left. He ran his fingers up and down her slit, dipping his fingers into her core again and again, making Ginny moan into his ear. The sound of her panting and moaning so close to his ear was making Harry crazy.

"You want me?" he asked. Ginny moaned and nodded into his shoulder.

"Tell me," Harry said.

"I want you, Harry. I need to feel you inside of me, right now. Please, now," she answered, breathing into his ear. And, in a voice so low Harry couldn't be completely sure that he had heard anything at all, she said, "Fuck me, Harry."

He couldn't wait any longer and he entered Ginny, nearly coming immediately at the intimate contact. She moaned again loudly, cursing as well, making Harry smile as he sucked in his breath.

Ginny didn't move for a minute, just enjoying the feeling of Harry's dick filling her so completely.

Her breathing heavier then before, Ginny licked Harry's ear again. "Mmm…" she moaned, "You feel so fucking good, Harry."

She sat back from him a little then, and began moving, riding Harry slowly, feeling every inch of him moving in and out of her. Her nails traced circles around Harry's chest, raking over his nipples as they went. Harry shivered, trying to move his hips, to enter her faster and deeper, but she stilled him – she wanted it her way. She wouldn't have it quickly this time.

"Ginny," Harry managed to gasp. "I…oh, God…I can't…"

"Hold on, baby…" Ginny whispered. "I want us to enjoy this. I can feel you, every single inch of you, and you feel so good." She raised her hips again and slowly sank down onto Harry, looking down at her husband. His hands were on her hips, letting her set the pace, trying to hold on, trying not to come.

One thing was for certain – Harry couldn't look at Ginny. If he opened his eyes and saw her beautiful breasts in front of him, or saw her hips rising and lowering herself onto his dick, he wouldn't be able to last – he would come right there – he knew it.

Harry kept his eyes tightly shut, his head back - focusing on the feeling of the muscles in Ginny's vagina squeezing him every time she impaled herself on his cock. Sweet Jesus, there weren't any words to describe this feeling. The friction, the beautiful friction – he was able to feel every ridge inside of her.

"Harry…" she breathed again, leaning forward once again so she could speak right into his ear. "God, Harry, I'm so close…close…you're gonna make me come. Mmm…"

She began moving her hips a little faster, circling, gyrating on Harry. He sucked in his breath then, and opened his eyes just as Ginny raised her arms to run her hands through her hair. It was an image of Ginny that Harry would remember for the rest of his life. She was perfect.

"Fuck, Ginny," he said softly, leaning forward to flick his tongue across her nipple. "I'm not gonna last…I…oh, God, Gin…" He squeezed his eyes shut again, but thrust his hips up, meeting hers and they both gasped.

"Yeah...oh, God…Harry…again…one more time…" she said, moving her hips faster as well, meeting Harry's thrust for thrust until she couldn't take it anymore – she cried out. "Fuck, Harry!! Yes!" Her walls contracted around Harry.

Harry grunted loudly as he came, holding Ginny's hips tight his forehead coming to rest on her chest.

"I love you," Harry muttered, his arms pulling Ginny close. He turned his head to the side and listened to her heart beating, completely content.