(basically chapter 24 continued x) 

“You don’t have to do anything, Harry,” I reassured him.

 “I want to,” he said firmly, eyes locked on my own.  “I just don’t… don’t know how to, exactly.”  He was blushing now. 

“That’s fine, babe, just… do what you feel,” I said, smiling softly at him and reaching my hand up to run my knuckles along his jaw.  He nodded before lowering his lips to mine again, tongues weaving together.  After grinding himself against me one more time, earning another groan from me, he slid his body to my side, upper body still hovering over me as his mouth stayed connected to mine.  His right hand, which was no longer needed to support himself curled around my neck gently before trailing down my side, large palm brushing my breast accidentally.

“Oh, um, I’m sorry,” he whispered automatically, blush returning to his features.  I giggled.  The fact that he still thought of my breasts as off limits after what we had just talked about was adorable.  Instead of replying, I reached down to grab the hem of my shirt before pulling it over my head.  Now in just a bra and jeans, I was more exposed than I had ever been with him.  He was trying very hard to look anywhere but my body. 

“Harry,” I said quietly, trying not to giggle again.

“Hmm?” he asked, voice incredibly deep as he looked at my face intently.

“Do what you feel,” I repeated, raising an eyebrow at him and smirking slightly before reaching up and pulling his slightly stunned face back to mine, kissing him again.  After a few seconds, his hand, which had frozen kind of on my shoulder, slid down to rest on the cup of my bra.  Squeezing lightly, I felt him exhale harshly at the feeling.  His thumb swiped along the bottom of the fabric, kneading his hand gently before sliding it further down my body to the skin on my ribcage.  Everywhere his fingers touched felt like I had been ignited.  The rough calluses on the tips of his fingers made me shiver.  When he reached my hip, he squeezed tightly, pushing his body into my side.  I could feel his heartbeat through his chest, matching the pace of my own.  Running his hand down the outside of my thigh and back up again as he kissed me, I could tell he was stuck. 

Slowly, I reached down to unbuckle my jeans, giving him a hint.  He let out a sigh of relief, hand replacing mine as he tugged down on my zipper.  His pinky finger drug across the fabric there, causing my insides to clench and my hips to roll slightly against the mattress.  Sliding his hand back up to my hip, he looped his fingers through the belt loop there and pulled, trying to free me from my jeans.  One side was tugged down to reveal the light blue lace of my thong while the other stayed fairly set on my hip. 

I giggled once more as I hooked my thumbs under the band and helped wiggle my way out of them and tossing them to the floor so I was now in just my undergarments.  This time, his eyes didn’t attempt to avoid my body.  My chest rose and fell rapidly as his caring eyes traveled from my face, down my body and finishing on my legs, slowly taking in details he had never seen before.  Usually, I felt uncomfortable under such scrutiny, but with Harry, I wanted him to see everything, every tiny detail and flaw.  I didn’t feel self conscious in front of him as I had with everyone else; I felt beautiful. 

“You’re so gorgeous, Joey,” he breathed, eyes returning to my own.  I couldn’t stop the blissful smile that spread across my face.

“Oh, Harry,” was all I said as I reached for him once more to kiss him.  My fingers tangled in his hair, breath coming in heavy pants now.  His hand slid up my leg slowly, trailing his fingers along my skin before reaching the top of my thigh.  His thumb ran across the lace strip of fabric that covered the skin there.  After stroking his thumb back and forth a few times, he slid his hand to the inside of my thigh before slowly, excruciatingly slowly, dragging it across the fabric that covered my center. 

A gasp blew out of my mouth against his at the gentle touch.  He curled his fingers up and relaxed them, running them against me through the fabric.  I couldn’t hold my hips still, and I was incredibly turned on by his tortuously slow movements.  He ran his fingers up my center once more before reaching the top of my underwear.  Tentatively, he slid his hand beneath the fabric, feeling me for the first time.  Carefully, he drug one finger up my center, coating it in my excitement.  His breathing grew even heavier as he did so, experiencing everything for the first time. 

My body felt like it was vibrating when he touched me, so incredibly cautious and gentle was he as he explored me with his fingers.  He slid his fingers up and down me a few times, always slowly, before finding my clit and putting pressure there.  I gasped as he did so, surprised that he had known to do that. 

The pads of two of his fingers surrounded the sensitive nerves, circling slowly around it.  Our kissing, which had been fairly consistent up until this point, paused, his mouth hovering against mine as I breathed heavily against it.  He had hardly touched me and I was already incredibly worked up.  After circling my clit a few more times, he trailed his fingers back down my slit before finding my opening and pausing. 

I opened my eyes to see him looking at me, judging my reaction to what he was doing.  He raised his eyebrow slightly in a question, as if asking if his actions were correct.  I pulled my lower lip into my mouth before nodding, reassuring him.  Leaning down to kiss me, he restarted his movements, running his finger around the edges of my opening before slowly sliding one finger inside me.  My mouth fell open at the feeling, my muscles clenching around him.  He circled his finger around, feeling the different muscles there, taking notice of my reaction when he did so. 

When he slowly drew his finger out, I exhaled heavily, missing his pressure immediately.  Pushing back into me slowly, he tugged on my lower lip with his teeth, earning a quiet moan from me.  He repeated the movements of his hand, pulling me closer and closer to the edge when he suddenly paused.  I could feel the pad of a second finger resting at my entrance, unsure of what to do. 

“You can do that, Harry,” I told him quietly after pulling my lips away from his, answer the question he hadn’t asked.  His breathing was ragged through his parted lips as he looked down at me.  He gave the slightest of nods before bringing his lips down to my neck, placing open-mouthed kisses there.  When he pulled his finger from me once more, another one joined it as it slid back it, filling me even more and causing me to gasp. 

He continued the movements of his hand, working my body up so much that I couldn’t hold still; my hips rolled against his hand, my hands clutched at his hair and traveled over his skin, my lips connected with whatever part of him I could find.  When his thumb pressed firmly on my clit, I couldn’t suppress the moan that rose from my throat.  He was way too good at this; I started to doubt he had never touched anyone before.  After a few more careful movements of his hand, I felt my body beginning to wind up, heavy weight building in my stomach as my muscles continued to clench around him.  He looked startled at the harsh breathing coming from me.

“Keep doing that, Harry,” I instructed, eyes closed, fingers tugging on his hair, the other hand clenched around his sheet.  He obeyed, repeating his motions before I reached my peak, muscles contracting quickly around his fingers, pleasure flooding through my body at my release.  He slipped his fingers free from my underwear as I rested my head back against his bed, breathing evening out now that I had hit my release.  I felt his lips press against my flushed cheek, then again, then again as he worked little kisses on a path to my mouth.  When he pressed a soft kiss to my mouth, I raised my hand to hold his cheek, keeping him there for a few seconds before pulling away.

“I’m calling bullshit,” I said, breathing out a laugh as his eyes met mine.

“On what?” he asked, amused.

“There is no fucking way you’ve never done that before,” I said, running my fingers across the soft skin that covered his jaw.

“Promise I haven’t,” he said, pressing his lips together trying to hide the smirk on his face.

I shook my head, refusing to believe him.  “There is no way.”

“So it was okay, then?” he asked, sincerely concerned now, nervous.

“That was amazing, Harry,” I told him.  “You swear that was your first time doing that?”

“I swear.”

“Then how did you know how to do that?” I asked incredulously.

He shrugged, blushing slightly before answering.  “We, uh… we learned about… female anatomy in Biology, remember?”

I couldn’t help but giggle.  Sure, we had learned the basics in class, but not exactly what to do with them.  I smiled at the thought of Harry taking notes in class, secretly thinking about the meaning and potential behind the clinical terms from the textbook.  “I suppose so,” I giggled.  “Thank god for your diligent study habits.”

“You helped, too,” he said, looking at me.  I smiled at him.

“You didn’t need a whole lot of help.”  It was then that I noticed he was still pressed against me; I could clearly feel the weight of his bulge leaning against my hip.  He had definitely earned a little attention from me.  I slid my hand up his thigh as he looked intently at me, breathing speeding up again as I got closer and closer to his crotch.  He didn’t stop me when I ran my palm across the front of his bulge, putting pressure there causing his hips to twitch towards my touch.  I wanted to return the favor, but I also wanted to see if he’d let me take things a step further. 

After feeling him a few more times through the fabric, I pushed my hands up to the top of his pants, once again swiping my fingers under the band.  His eyes watched my movements while mine watched his face, gauging his reaction.  When I slid my hand all the way under his pants, he closed his eyes and bit his lip as I grasped him.  I ran my hand up and down his considerable length a few times before tracing my thumb around his head, earning a moan. 

I closed the small space between us as I kissed him, tugging on his bottom lip with my teeth before trailing kisses across his cheek and down his neck.  Sucking lightly on the skin there, I continued down my path until I reached his collarbones.  My tongue grazed across the prominent bone before my lips closed around it and sucked harshly, all the time my hand continuing its movements.  Somewhere in the whole process, we had switched positions; his back was now pressed to the mattress while I hovered over him, slowly moving down his body as my lips worked against his skin. 

After bringing blood to the surface of his skin covering his collarbone, I continued to trail kisses down his chest.  My lips had reached the top of his abs when he raised his head, causing the muscles there to contract deliciously.  He finally seemed to realize what my intentions were.  His eyes locked on my own as I pulled my hand from him and placed another soft kiss to his protruding hipbone.

“What are you…” he trailed off and rolled his head back, closing his eyes as my tongue darted out to trace a small line across the small of his stomach.  I smirked as I noticed his hands clench into fists, growing tighter with every lick of my tongue on his skin.  After placing one more kiss just above his waistband between his hip and the thin trail of hair leading down from his belly button, I paused. 

“Can I, Harry?” I asked softly.  His head came back up to allow him to look at me positioned between his legs now, lips hovering over his lower stomach, fingers toying with the tops of his pants and boxers.  He breathed out heavily before slowly nodding, holding my eye contact.  A smile stretched across my lips as I hooked my fingers under his pants and boxers, slowly tugging them down.  His impressive length was revealed to me in its full glory the more I pulled.  He kicked his pants and boxers off once I got them down past his knees. 

I ran my hand up his length one more time, swiping my thumb across his slit once before laying my tongue flat against his base and dragging it up the entire shaft.  Once again I was struck by how huge he was; I had never tried this with someone so big.  As soon as my warm tongue pressed against him, Harry groaned from above me.  I already knew he wouldn’t last very long, but I wanted to make his first time as amazing as possible. 

Once my tongue had reached the tip of him, I closed my mouth around his head, swirling my tongue around him and across his slit, just as I had with my thumb.  My hand closed around his shaft again, pumping up and down slowly as my mouth focused on his head.  His breathing was very heavy now, chest rising and falling quickly as his hands grasped at whatever they could: my hair, the sheet, his own hair.  After flicking my tongue against him one more time, I pulled as much of him as I could into my mouth.  He hit the back of my throat before I was anywhere near his base, which frustrated me. 

I continued to move my hand against him as I bobbed my head up and down, dragging my tongue across the velvety skin.  When my other hand reached to massage his balls, his entire body jerked, making me smirk.  I could tell he was very near his end.  Pulling back, I focused my attention back on his head, swirling my tongue around the entire tip as my hands worked his shaft and balls.  He let out a loud gasp as his muscles tensed up, his hand in my hair tugging harder than ever now as he came.  I felt the warm liquids shoot into my mouth, which I promptly swallowed.  With one final lick, I pulled him from my mouth and slid my body back up his, resting on top of him. 

I rested my weight on his chest, forearms pressed on either side of his head so my face hovered over his and smiled down at him.  I was surprised when he reached up to grab both sides of my face with his hands to pull my lips down to his.  He kissed me heavily, pressing his mouth firmly against mine before letting me pull away on inch, grin taking over my face.  I was surprised he had kissed me; every other time I had done that, the guy had been too grossed out to kiss me.  Harry hadn’t had a second thought.

“I’m seriously the luckiest guy in the world,” he said, looking me in the eye and smiling up at me.  I couldn’t help but lean down to press another quick kiss to his lips.

“Oh, hush,” was all I said.  If anyone was lucky, it was me.  How I had managed to find this amazing boy was beyond me.  Surely I didn’t deserve such an amazing, kind, smart, funny, beautiful and all around wonderful guy as my boyfriend.  He was the very definition of a good person, and more interesting than anyone I had ever met.  Despite my disbelief, here he was, laying completely naked beneath me and smiling up at me.  Absolutely crazy. 

I felt his large hands travel up my sides, starting at my hips before sliding up and down my skin.  Since I was still in just my bra and underwear, I was practically naked as well.  Goosebumps trailed after wherever his hands made contact.  I pressed another lazy kiss to his lips before completely lowering myself, running my fingers through his hair and nuzzling my face into his neck.

“I could stay here forever,” I told him, words slightly muffled by the proximity of my lips to his skin. 

“Let’s,” he said simply, now running his hands down my back, trailing his fingers along my spine.  I puckered my lips to press a soft kiss to his neck as I sighed contentedly.  We laid like that for several minutes, not saying anything; just listening to each others’ breathing and heartbeats, tangled together, we were both in a state of bliss. 

I could have laid with him forever, skin pressing on each others’ skin, hands slowly exploring each others’ body, and probably would have it weren’t for the sudden creaking of his front porch.  His hands froze, neck strained as he lifted his head to listen more closely for another sound like the one he had just heard. 

When another creak came from the porch, we both looked at each other with wide eyes, frozen for a half a second before springing apart and flailing our way out of his bed.  His mother was apparently home from her banquet and was about to find two very naked teenagers in her son’s room.

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