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Chapter 7 Seduction

Emily was waiting for him in the sitting room; she had obviously showered and changed. She was wearing a calf length cream cotton dress, with no sleeves and pale lilac flowers on it, it clung to her hips and swished around her legs as she walked towards him to hand him a glass of Red wine. Her hair smelled of Vanilla and hung loose, still damp, down her back.

Harry's breath caught in his throat, she was so beautiful, yet she wore little or no make up and was still barefoot, for some reason this struck Harry as very erotic. He had never considered himself a 'foot' man, but the sight of her painted toenails fascinated him.

Before he could change his mind, he led her to the sofa, placing his wine glass on the side table. He sat down and pulled her down beside him. "I wanted to talk to you, but I need to kiss you first," Harry muttered against her lips, before closing the gap and letting his tongue push the advantage as she sighed. He tasted her mouth thoroughly, trying to decide what the provocative taste was. Wine and coffee mixed with her own unique flavour that he couldn't quite describe.

Harry had found heaven, he was sure of it, then Emily pushed her tongue boldly into his mouth and he was lost. They kissed and touched and sighed and moaned until Harry felt as though the room was spinning. He turned his attention to her shoulders, and gently pushed her dress down, so he could marvel at her exquisite golden skin.

The power within him began to build and he quickly clamped in down, he couldn't lose control tonight, he was too desperate to posses her. Emily moaned as he pulled the zip of her dress down and found her lacy bra; he pushed it down with the bodice of her dress and took her tight pink nipples into his mouth. She pushed him away, but before he could register the disappointment she grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it up over his head, then pressed her bare flesh against his damp chest.

"Oh God, Emily," Harry groaned out painfully, "Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?"

Ducking down, she ignored his question and pressed her lips on his tight abdomen, then laughed gently at the ripple of excitement that surged through him. As though emboldened by this, she reached further and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them apart and freeing him. The merest brush of her lips on him, had him ready to explode, and then suddenly she stood up and pulled him to his feet. He walked like a man under a spell, as she led him by the hand to her bedroom.

Pushing him until his legs hit the edge of the double bed; she pulled her dress all the way down and stood before him wearing a pair of lacy white pants. He shuddered as he took in the sight, then quickly sat down and stripped of the rest of his clothes. Then he held out his hands to her, and sighed with relief as she came into his arms.

Frantically kissing her, he rolled until she was pinned on the bed under him. Kissing her neck and biting her earlobes, he crouched backwards until he was kneeling over her. He inched her underwear down, kissing each piece of tender skin he passed and then moved back until he was covering her. He held back, focusing on regaining control and then he looked into her bright eyes and whispered, "Are you sure?" The barest of nods from her had him smiling in relief. He worked his way down her body, finding her secrets and exploring them thoroughly, until he felt her quivering, ready to explode from it. He moved back over her and gently eased into her.

Shock, her eyes were wide and glazed and Harry stilled. She was a virgin; he held himself still and waited for her eyes to focus on him. Then slowly he kissed her, when she stared to move under him impatiently, he moved with her slowly, gently at first, letting her set the pace. Until he could hear buzzing in his ears, then he couldn't hold back any longer. They set of, racing towards some far away goal and then found it together. Shuddering he collapsed onto her, burying his face in her hair.

A few moments later, the world stopped spinning and Harry became aware of wetness on his chest, he cursed himself, he had made her cry. Rolling onto his back, he withdrew gently and pulled her into his embrace.

"Sh, baby, it's alright, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Harry muttered into her hair as he brushed it out of her face, kissing her forehead gently.

"No, it was….I never knew it would be so…." Emily laughed and hiccupped at the same time, "It was beautiful, thank you."

Harry laughed out loud and said, "You're welcome. Did I hurt you?"

"No," Emily smiled, "you were perfect."

"No, I think that you are," He smiled down at her and as he watched her eyelids dropped and then fluttered closed. He lay for a while smiling at her and then felt sleep claim him as well.

It was still dark outside when he woke up and slid out of the bed, needing to visit the bathroom. When he returned he slipped back into the bed and pulled Emily into his arms. She turned willingly and opened her eyes. "Hi," She whispered. "Is everything alright?"

He kissed her gently and replied, "Couldn't be better. How do you feel?"

"A little sore," She replied.

"I have the perfect solution for that," Harry said, and stood up, "Wait here a minute." He went back into the bathroom and filled the bath, searching for a few moments, he found the vanilla scented bath foam and poured it into the warm water. Returning to the bedroom he gathered Emily up in his arms and carried her to the warm bath. Gently he placed her in the water and then watched her eyes widen as he climbed in behind her, settling her between his legs.

Grabbing a soft sponge, he let it fill with water then squeezed it over her shoulders, gently and thoroughly he washed her. Taking his time to enjoy the experience, then he got up and lifted her out, patting her dry with the towel; he wrapped her up and carried back to bed. Following her directions he found her night shirts, taking out a peach, silky gown, he put it on her. Pulling on his own boxer shorts he crawled back in behind her.

"There, feel better?" Harry pressed a tender kiss on her temple.

"Mmm," she snuggled down beside him. "You are wonderful; did anyone ever tell you that?"

Harry laughed, "Not that I can ever remember. Go to sleep baby, your body needs to rest." But the problem with that idea was that Harry's body seemed to have other ideas. He tried to take a calming breath and Emily giggled, "Are you sure you want to sleep?" She wiggled her bottom against his groin and he groaned out loud.

"Behave, you'll be too sore now," Harry ground out through his teeth, "Much as I hate to say it, it's too soon."

With a final wiggle, she sighed, "Spoilsport."

Harry laughed at her and continued to lay still, waiting for her breathing to slow and her to fall asleep.