A/N: I'm skipping Beth's POV for the next couple of chapters because I don't think we need it...I think it needs to all come from Harry ;-) Enjoy...xo

Harry's POV

Looking at her standing in front of me in nothing but her stockings and her high heels as she looks up at me, a coy look on her face as she holds her arms out to me, wrists bared, has my heart beat accelerating even more as I drape the ties over my shoulder.

I'm surprised she can't see it thumping against my chest combined with the anticipation of what's to possibly come causing goose bumps to rise over my skin.

So many thoughts invade my mind, mixing with her scent of mango and the light smell of my own sweat sends my senses into a spin, overwhelming me.

The only thing that's clear is how much love I have for this woman.

Before I even realise it, my hand reaches out and grabs the her by the back of her head, cradling it as I tangle my fingers in her hair and pull back, my mouth roughly connecting with hers as my other hand lands on her lower back, pulling her body against mine.

She responds eagerly, a small moan escaping as my mouth eventually leaves hers to trail kisses down her jawline and onto her neck.

I nip at her skin, causing her to inhale sharply and I smile at the effect I have on her.

"Tell me if you need me to stop at any time," I whisper as I start to slowly walk her backwards towards our bed.

"I will...but I won't," she replies, pulling away to give me a look, one that dares me to continue.

I let my hand trail lazily up the side of her body, running the tips of my fingers along her skin, past the swell of her breast and over her collarbone until I reach her mouth, my index finger tracing over her swollen lips until her tongue darts out and swirls around the tip of it.

I push it slightly into her mouth and she obliges, sucking on it, wetting it for me before I reluctantly remove it, bringing it back down to her breast and running it around the nipple, watching as it slowly hardens under my touch.

Beth stands in silence, holding her breath as she lets me explore her body with agonising slowness until I pinch the pebbled, wet nipple between my thumb and finger.

Hard.

She gasps and jumps slightly, her eyes widening.

"Let me kiss it better," I murmur, lowering my head so I can run my tongue over it, planting light kisses in between.

Her hand tangles in the back of my hair as she sighs so I continue to lick and suck at her.

"Haaaarrrrry..." she draws my name out with a moan but I ignore her and suck harder on the swollen nipple, "fuck..." she whines and the hand in my hair tightens as her back arches slightly but still I don't let up.

I move my mouth to the fleshier part and start to suck, hard enough to leave a mark, ensuring I do when I bite into her skin before running my tongue over the reddened area.

Beth's other hand has wandered down her stomach and between her legs and I quickly grab it along with the hand tangled in my curls.

"What do you think you're doing?" I ask, standing up to my full height and looking down at her.

"I just need to come," she says, returning my gaze, her chest heaving as she breathes out heavily.

I move to hold both her wrists in one hand, the other reaching for one of the ties on my shoulder and securing them together.

"Of course you do," I smirk, "but it's going to be when I do it," I reply, earning a huff from her, "and whether that's with my fingers, or my mouth, or my cock," I pause, "or all three, I haven't decided yet."

I pull on the tie that binds her wrists together to check how secure they are.

"Too tight?" I ask.

"No it's fine," she assures me.

"Good," I reply, "now onto the bed, on your knees with your hands on the bedhead," I instruct her, earning a glare in return.

I pull sharply on the tie, turning her body slightly and smack her on the arse, causing her to shriek a little.

"I said, onto the bed now...don't make me repeat myself," I order.

She smiles at me and I know she wants me to be rough with her and god knows I find it challenging because she's my angel and it goes against everything my mum taught me but I won't lie and say it doesn't send a thrill through me when I am.

A forbidden thrill.

I look over at her and find her in the exact position I asked for, looking over her shoulder at me.

Following her onto the bed, I kneel behind her and reach around to use the other tie to secure her already bound wrists to the bedhead.

"Ready?" I whisper against her ear, my hands moving to cup her breasts.

She answers me by grinding her arse against my groin, the hard diamond rubbing over my cock.

"Fuck baby," I murmur, tingles running through my body, knowing I'm going to experience another first with her tonight.

She looks so good that I realise I want to capture this moment forever so I quickly duck over to my jeans and grab my phone out of my pocket.

"What are you doing?" she asks, her eye widening.

"I'm gonna need something for when I'm away and you're not with me love," I reply, holding the phone up, preparing to take a picture, "unless you really don't want me to?"

She bites both her lips in thought before letting out a breath and nodding her head in approval.

I grin like a little boy as I take a couple of pictures of her.

Yep.

Definitely going to use these on those nights she's not with me.

I put the phone onto the bedside table and move to kneel behind her.

Curiosity gets the better of me and I let run my fingers down her stomach and around over her hip. She shivers when I reach the base of her spine and pushes arches her back, pushing her bottom out which encourages me to keep moving down.

I reach the smooth stone, feeling the coolness under my fingers and instinctively I grasp the end of it and pull on it slightly before pushing it back.

Beth hisses and I feel her body tense so I repeat the action, pulling and pushing on it ever so slightly a few more times, watching her head fall forward and her hands grip the bedhead.

"You like that?" I ask, mesmerized by her body's response to such a small thing.

She looks over her shoulder at me, her eyes half-lidded, her breathing heavy.

"I'll like it much more when it's you that I'm feeling instead," she replies.

Well fuck me.

I mean her.

Me fuck her.

Yes Harold.

I let go of the plug and reach down, grasping my cock in my hand so I can guide it between her legs, teasing her as I rub it through her folds, her wetness covering it.

"Please Harry..." she moans, moving her legs slightly wider, inviting me in.

But I don't.

I keep rubbing myself between her legs, my other hand fondling her breast as I place kisses along her shoulder.

"Harry..." she moans again.

Not good enough I'm afraid.

"Beg," I reply, "I want to hear you beg baby girl..." I nip at her shoulder.

Her head whips around and she glares at me.

Yes I know you're used to doing everything your own way love.

But not tonight.

"Tell me how much you want it, how much you want me to fuck you," I ask as my hand leaves her breast and moves up to her neck, my fingers grasping it and squeezing slightly, causing her eyes to flutter and her mouth to fall open.

"Fuck me Harry," she says breathily, "fuck me however you want..."

As soon as she utters those words my hand guides my cock into her pussy and I bury myself to the hilt, both of us crying out at the feeling.

With one hand on her neck and the other grasping her by the hip, I begin to fuck her slowly.

Slowly but deeply.

Pulling almost all the way out and slamming back into her.

She feels amazing around me, the way she's clenching every time I enter her, the sounds she's making.

I could listen to her for hours.

My hand leaves her hip and moves around between her legs, finding her clit and massaging it in a circular motion.

"I want you to come," I whisper, "I wanna feel you come on my cock, on my fingers...I wanna hear you baby..."

She begins to move back, meeting my every thrust, biting down firmly on her lip before she throws her head back and lets out a noise that's between a whine and a moan.

"Oh fuck, ohhhh fuck, ohhhhhh..." she cries out as her body begins to shake as she comes and I nuzzle into her neck as she does, determined not to come yet as she clenches around me.

Beth moves her hips sharply away from my hand, signalling she needs me to stop because she's feeling sensitive.

And usually the gentleman in me would listen and respond appropriately.

Not today.

"What's wrong love?" I ask, "you want me to stop?"

"Yeah," she replies shakily, still coming down from her high, "I can't anymore..."

"Too sensitive?" I respond, knowing damn well she is.

She nods in response, breathing out heavily.

"Sorry sweetheart," I kiss the side of her neck, "want me to kiss it better?"

Her eyes shoot open in response.

"No Harry...no!" she says as she starts to twist her body around before remembering she's tied to our bed.

I pull away from her and regard her for a moment from behind.

"You're right baby girl, I think I am fast becoming a fan of diamonds," I muse before flipping myself onto my back and moving my head between her open legs.

Wrapping an arm around each thigh, I lift my head up and gently blow onto her soaking wet pussy, earning a shudder that runs through her body.

"Oh god Harry...I can't..." she pants as I run my tongue through her folds.

"Are you sure love?" I murmur against the inside of her thigh, kissing it before I return my attention to her clit, teasing it with my tongue.

"Fuck..." she moans as she starts to move her hips over my mouth, "I hate you..."

I chuckle against her before sucking harshly on her clit.

"Harry!" she cries out, trying to move off me.

"Ride my mouth," I tell her, "I want you to come on my tongue baby..."

"I really hate you," she mumbles as she rests her head on her hands.

"Best you ride me hard then, get some of that anger out," I sass her before returning my mouth to her pussy, relishing the view of her, using my mouth to make herself come.

And come she does.

Cursing me repeatedly as she shakes and shudders above me, my mouth and chin covered in her orgasm before she lifts her leg over me so she can let her exhausted body kneel next to me, her head resting on her arms.

I sit up and cuddle her from behind as I reach around and untie her from the bed.

"Such a good girl," I tell her as I remove the ties from her and turn her around so she's lying on her back.

"Fuck off," she replies, "you know if you play with it too much it'll fall off."

I laugh out loud at her before leaning down and flicking my tongue over a nipple, feeling it harden as I tease it before releasing it.

"You look so sexy when you come you know," I tell her, "you sound it too, especially when you curse..."

I run my fingers lightly over her stomach, watching goose bumps rise on her skin as I move lower, through her wet folds until I find my intended destination and pull on it slightly.

"You can pull it out," she says, looking up at me as she rolls over onto her side and looks at me over her shoulder.

Well fuck.

I'm ready but I'm not.

I feel like an excitable schoolboy again sneaking a look at my mate's Playboy magazine's he stolen from his dad and kept hidden under his bed.

She reaches over and grabs a tube off the bedside table, lazily dropping it on the bed between us.

I can feel my heart beat speed up as my fingers run down her spine and grasp the diamond before pulling on it, watching with fascination as it comes out, Beth letting out a moan when it does.

Fuck what do I do?

Do I just go on in?

Is there some sort of warm up I need to do first?

Pre-preparation?

I mean, you must make sure it's good to go so it doesn't hurt.

Harold.

Calm down.

It's not a fucking game of football where you've got to draw up a game plan and discuss it with your team mates.

Or in this case, your dick.

Beth interrupts my internal debating by rolling back so she's facing me, reaching for the tube and flicking the lid open.

"First you have to make sure you're ready to go..." she says with a smirk on her face, squeezing the clear liquid into the palm of her hand and then wrapping it around my dick.

I jump a little because of the coolness of it but I soon relax and she runs her hand up and down, her thumb teasing the tip and oh my lord...

"That feels so good..." I close my eyes and enjoy the sweet sensation, opening them again when I feel her tongue gently flick my bottom lip.

"And now," she releases me, much to my slight annoyance and rolls her body away from me again so I'm greeted with her back again, applies more of the liquid to her hand. Dropping the tube on the bed, she looks over her shoulder at me as she moves her hand to her bottom, "now I have to make sure I'm ready for you..." she trails off as she massages the liquid between her cheeks and down to her pussy.

Wet.

So fucking wet.

I bite my lip as I watch her fingers move from one opening to the other and I pull my gaze away to look at her, a smirk on her face, knowing what she's doing to me.

"You're such a tease," I tell her, leaning down to kiss her on her shoulder.

"I have to make sure that every little bit of me is wet and ready to take you in, you know?" she arches her eyebrow at me.

"Don't make me smack you again," I reply.

Again she takes hold of me and guides me to her bottom.

"Just take it really slow Harry," she instructs, "little pushes until you're in okay?"

"Is it cause I'm so big?" I whisper back, earning a snort from her, "hey!" I pretend to be offended, "I'm kidding," I tell her.

As she lines me up, I slowly and gently begin to push, little by little until the head of my dick enters her.

I stop for a moment, letting her adjust before beginning again.

Actually I think I'm letting myself adjust as well.

She's so tight and wet around me and it's such a different sensation.

Her hand reaches behind and grabs me by my thigh, pulling me, encouraging me to continue.

So I do.

Remembering to keep it slow and as gentle as I can until I realise I'm fully inside her and fuck if I'm ready to explode already.

Her fingers tighten over my skin, her nails digging in and I move my hips against her in response, both of us moaning when I do.

"God Harry," she breathes out, "you feel so good...I've been waiting all day for this..."

Well if I'd known this was happening I could have been waiting all damn day too.

Then again.

I probably wouldn't have been able to wait all day if I'm honest.

"Can I move now?" I ask, though I'm not sure if I'll be able to last very long because this feels way too fucking good.

She clenches around me and I wrap my arm around her stomach and bury my face into the crook of her neck as I start to move my hips.

"Fuck..." I murmur, "so fucking tight..." my mouth opens and I begin panting into her skin, unable form any coherent thought right now.

My hands roam over her body as I cradle her to me, touching anything and everything, marvelling at how perfectly we fit together.

I start to move a little quicker, both of us revelling in the sensations, the pleasure that's overwhelming.

Beth arches her back and makes a low, moaning sound that I've never heard before but it's one of the sexiest things that I've been blessed to hear come from her.

And I made her make that sound.

"Fuck...Harry..." she moans as her hand moves to cup her breast and pinches at the nipple before moving down over her stomach and between her legs.

She hooks her leg over mine and looks over her shoulder at me, biting her lip as she moves her hand, playing with herself.

It gives me an idea.

I stop moving and grab Beth's hand that's between her legs.

"Baby, I have an idea if you wanna try it..." I suggest.

"Sure," she replies.

"Tell me if it's uncomfortable though yeah?" I remind her.

"Yes Harry," she says before rolling her eyes at me.

Before I can stop myself, my hand smacks the side of her bottom and she gasps and looks over her shoulder at me.

"Don't roll your eyes at me," I say in a stern voice.

"And if I do?" she challenges me.

"Then I'll smack you again until you learn not to," I reply.

I feel her clench around me again and I know she's dying to roll her eyes at me again so I smack her again, a little bit harder and with my hand tangled in her hair so she's unable to turn and look at me.

"You like that don't you?" I say, my voice low, "smacking your ass while I fuck you from behind...you like it when I'm rough with you don't you?" I punctuate my question by thrusting into her.

"Yes..." she breathes out softly.

I tug on her hair, earning a yelp.

"I couldn't quite hear you love..." I say, enjoying the position we're in.

"Yes..." she says more loudly this time, "I love it when you hurt me..."

"You want it rough?" I ask, "rough and dirty...?"

"God yes..." she moans out loud, her hand reaching down between her legs again but I slap it away, "only when I say you can, understand?" she moans reluctantly in agreement, "or I'll tie your hands up again..."

My dick twinges at the thought of binding her wrists again and having her lie face down while I fuck her from behind.

Maybe another time.

For now, I place my hands under the backs of her thighs, and careful to keep myself inside her, I roll us both so that I'm lying on my back with her on top of me, spreading her legs wide.

Pity I didn't have a mirror in front of us.

I make another mental note to remember to fuck her in front of a mirror.

Focus Harold, focus.

I begin to move, thrusting slowly into her to test how comfortable she is, her head falling back onto my shoulder and her hands reaching up to fist my hair tells me everything I need to know.

So I increase my pace, watching her breasts bounce with each thrust I make into her, my hands holding onto her hips to keep her on top of me.

The sound of skin slapping together, dirty thoughts whispered to each other, moaning and groaning fills the air mixed with the scent of sweat and that smell that is uniquely sex.

"Do you need to play with yourself?" I groan, "need to make yourself come?"

"Yeah...I need to come...so bad..." she moans.

"How?" I ask, "you gonna rub your clit until you come, or fuck yourself with your fingers?"

She turns her head and bites down on her lip, looking at me with half-lidded eyes as one hand slides up to hold her breast again, pulling and pinching at the nipple until it hardens while the other hand moves down between her legs and begins rubbing in circles.

"Clit it is then," I say, watching as her eyes close and she bites down even harder on her lip, "I can always fuck you with my fingers later..."

Her fingers let go of her nipple and her arm comes up under both her breasts, pushing them up together and fuck me, I gotta remember to ask her to do it again later so I can take a photo of her looking like that.

Her hand moves quicker and she begins to make little panting noises as her body tenses and I know she's close.

"Come on me love," I urge her, "come all over me, I wanna hear you..."

"Fuck Harry!" she suddenly screams out, crying out with every thrust I give her as she orgasms and from the way her body is moving and the sounds she's making, it's intense.

I slow down on my thrusting as she comes down from her orgasm and I feel the full weight of her body as she falls against me, limp and breathless before turning her head and kissing my cheek.

I lift her up briefly by her hips so I can slide out of her and wrap my arms around her, my mouth meeting hers so I can return her kiss.

"You haven't come yet," she points out as she pulls out of the kiss, concern on her face.

Right.

Yes.

I bite my lip as I think about how I'd like to but I've never had the courage to ask a girl if I could do it.

"What are you thinking?" she asks breathlessly, a smile on her face as she gently tugs on a lock of my hair.

I bury my face into her neck and plant a few kisses to try and distract her.

But it doesn't work.

I forget sometimes she knows me so well.

Beth rolls off me and onto her stomach, pulling herself up so she's on her knees and moves to straddle me.

In all her very naked glory.

She puts her hands on my chest and leans forward, pushing her own chest out which she knows drives me crazy.

I reach out and grab my phone off the bedside table.

"Harry no!" she gasps, horrified as she frantically tries to grab a sheet to cover herself, "I look horrid!" but fails as we're laying on top of them.

"Love...please..." I pat my chest invitingly, "put your hands back on me," I ask, "I just want to capture how gorgeous you look...I know you don't see what I see but you're sexy as fuck...please?" I give her my puppy dog eyes, pleading at her.

She closes her eyes and shakes her head and I think I'm gonna have to argue the point again but then she puts her hands on my chest and puts herself in the same position she was just moments ago.

I reach up and tweak one of her nipples, causing her to gasp and for it to begin to harden.

So I do the same with the other nipple and earn the same reaction, this time her gasp is more of a moan.

"Lean forward love," I whisper, which she does and I lift my head up to gently suck on each nipple, leaving them swollen and wet, "much better," I murmur in appreciation as I push her back slightly before bringing my phone up to photograph her, "open your eyes love," I urge her and thankfully she does.

Then she bites her lip and it's my undoing.

Sitting on top of me, her breasts pushed out, nipples wet with a satisfied look on her face that you know says she's just been fucked...

I want to drive myself straight into her again but I know I can't.

Yet.

"Tell me," she purrs, "how do you want to come?"

"I...well I..." I start but end up blushing as I trail off.

"How about you just show me then?" she says, pushing herself off me, "tell me how you want me..."

I swallow nervously, hoping she doesn't think less of my dirty fantasy.

"On...on your knees, on the floor," I tell her, earning a smirk from her in return which surprises me.

She moves off the bed and sits herself on the floor, looking up at me.

"And my hands?" she asks, holding them up, "on my thighs, my breasts, behind my back?"

"Behind your back," I tell her, moving to stand up off the bed and in front of her, "look up at me," I demand as I grab my cock in my hand and begin to pump it, knowing it won't take very long.

I so want to put it in her mouth right now.

The downside of fucking the backdoor I suppose.

"Can...can you play with your breasts for me?" I ask, changing my mind of where I want her hands.

She bites her lip as her hands come up and cup her breasts, rolling them in her hands, pulling at the nipples.

My free hand reaches down to cup her face and I slip my thumb into her mouth, letting her suck on it, swirling her tongue around it.

Fuck I wish it was my dick in there.

"I'm so close..." I mumble, my eyes fluttering as I watch her hands move over her skin.

Glorious, smooth skin that both my hands and mouth know so well.

So intimately.

My hand moves to tangle in her hair, holding her in place as my orgasm nears.

"Open your mouth for me baby," I tell her, watching as she responds by opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out.

My orgasm suddenly shoots out, all over her face as my hand grips her hair so I can hold her in place as I shoot my load all over her, groaning out loud as my body spasms.

"Oh fuck Beth..." I look down at her, my cock going limp in my hand as I finish covering her and god she looks so beautiful and dirty covered in it.

My orgasm finishes and I lean down and kiss her, not caring I can taste myself on her.

"Thank you," I whisper, earning a confused look in return, so I clarify myself, "thank you for letting me have this, for letting me explore without judgement, for trusting me."

"Happy birthday baby," she smiles up at me and I know she gets it.

She gets me.

I grab my phone off my bed and take a couple of snaps again, much to her annoyance, before scooping her up so that her legs wrap around my waist and my hands are under her bottom.

"Let's get cleaned up so we can be dirty again," I suggest as I carry her to the bathroom.

"We're not gonna just shower, are we?" she asks with a knowing look.

"Of course we are," I reply as I walk in and transferring her weight to my one hand, reach in and turn the shower taps on, "among other things..." I smirk.