Harry's POV

I stand in front of the door, the bottle of chocolate sauce in my hand as I give Beth a sly grin.

Fuck, I can feel my pants tightening already.

She looks from me to the bottle and back to me again, her eyes slightly wide.

"I thought you were actually kidding," she says.

I never kid about chocolate sauce.

"Nope," I say as I start to walk over slowly to Beth.

"So you actually assume I'm going to let you put that on me?" she suddenly says, pointing to the bottle.

Fuck.

Well yeah.

"Oh," I say, "I...uh..." I just assumed...

"Harry," she curls her finger up and beckons me with it, "I'm only teasing."

Thank fuck for that.

You thought your hand was gonna get a workout tonight instead hey Harold.

I focus on the cheeky girl in front of me.

"You're going to pay for that," I raise my eyebrow at her.

And she does it right back to me.

"I hope so," she replies.

Fuck yes.

If I had my way her clothes would be ripped off her and I'd be burying myself balls deep into her right now. Or perhaps have her sitting on top of me as she rides me hard and fast.

Or both.

Both is good.

I lean down and let my lips just graze her ear and I catch her light scent of mango.

"I'm ready for my dessert," I whisper before nipping lightly at her ear lobe.

I hear her gasp and then her head leans back just a little as my mouth begins to move along her jawline, slowly kissing her skin.

I'm surprised when I feel her hands reach out and grab onto the waistband of my jeans just above my hips.

I continue to kiss along her jawline until I reach the corner of her mouth and place my last kiss there.

Then I stop.

My lips are just inches from hers as I wait for her to open her eyes.

When she finally does, she doesn't say anything.

I'm left staring into her beautiful deep blue eyes and I'm suddenly lost for words.

But then Beth moves forward just that little bit and closes the space between our lips and presses hers against mine.

Oh fuck me.

I throw the bottle on the bed before I wrap my arm around her back, the other reaching up behind the back of her neck, pulling her against me as I deepen the kiss.

I want her so fucking much.

I gently grind my hips against hers at the same time I push my tongue into her mouth and she eagerly meets mine with hers.

I feel her hands let go of my jeans and move up my chest, slowly undoing the remaining buttons on my shirt until it's open and she moves away slightly, roughly pulling it off me.

I would not have objected in the slightest if she had ripped the buttons off.

Hell.

I would have ripped my own buttons.

I miss the touch of her body against mine already.

How fucking needy am I?

I let my hands wander down her back and down to her ass, pulling her roughly against me as I grind against her again, my mouth leaving hers and moving down the soft skin of her neck, causing a small whimper to escape her lips.

Christ.

I don't think I could get any harder right now.

"Do you feel what you do to me Beth?" I whisper against her skin.

Of course I've been in this position before with other girls where I've lusted after someone.

Wanted to have sex with them.

Reacted with a hard on.

But I've never quite felt like this.

That the want, or is it the need, for someone seems to live in every single nerve in my body.

That I ache for her if she's not near me.

That I don't want to ever let her go.

Does she even realise the effect she has on me?

My mouth sucks lightly at the skin on Beth's collarbone and a moan escapes her as I reach for one of her hands and place it on my cock.

"Feel what you do to me," I groan against her skin.

She palms me with her hand and I rock against it, desperate for her touch.

"I can't feel a thing Harry," she murmurs wickedly, "you might have to show me.

Go Harold.

"Fuck," I growl as I reach for her jumper and pull it from her body as quickly as I can, throwing it on the floor.

It's then I notice she has a white lace bra on and I can see her nipples clearly through it and the more I stare the more they harden and my tongue darts out to wet my lips cause they're awfully dry all of a sudden.

As is my mouth.

Before I can stop myself, my hands come up to cup her breasts and I lower my head to take one in my mouth, material and all.

Oh my fuck.

I actually can get harder.

Her hardened nipple and the lace against my tongue is so fucking hot.

I feel her hand tighten around my cock and I let out a guttural moan against her skin.

"I want you naked," she pants as she begins to pull at my jeans until they're off and I'm left standing in my boxers, my cock straining against the material.

Fuck I am just overcome with lust for her right now.

"I just want you," I rasp as I push her gently back onto the bed.

I crawl over the top of her and lay myself over her body, my naked torso against her lace clad breasts. Her hands move down my back and stop where the elastic on my boxers sit on my hips.

I feel her grasp it, but I also feel her breath hitch in her throat and the nervous breath she takes after it.

I know she's not ready.

No matter how much I want her and how amazing it would be and how gentle I would love her this is not about me.

It's all about her.

"Relax baby girl, I know you don't want to go all the way," I whisper, "besides, there are plenty of other ways we can make each other feel just as good..."

She instantly relaxes against me and her mouth finds mine again as her legs wrap around my waist, her hands now impatiently pushing at my boxers.

"Uh uh," I smirk, "you first," I say as I pull away from her and kneel between her legs, my fingers undoing the button on her jeans before ridding her of them.

Now she's laying in front of me in just her lace underwear.

I gaze at her laying there, taking everything in.

Beth's eyes are hooded, her lips red and swollen and her mouth is slightly open. Her body is flushed and her bra strap is off her shoulder as her chest rises and falls with her rapid breathing. I follow her trail of curves down to her knickers and see she's already wet.

Honestly.

I can't even think straight just looking at her.

Calm the fuck down Harold before you come in your boxers.

"You are still far too overdressed for my liking," I say, "besides, you wouldn't want to dirty your pretty underwear?"

I'm not ashamed to say I want her naked right now.

Okay maybe a little.

But mostly not.

I lean down and place a kiss on her navel, feeling her suck in a breath as my mouth makes contact with her skin, before licking a line from it and up to between her breasts.

I want to taste her beautiful soft skin.

My hand reaches around her back and she arches against me and her bra is off and on the floor in no time.

Greedily I cup both her breasts, my tongue instantly on one nipple, then the other.

I am one fucking happy man.

The moment my tongue is on her, a moan escapes her and it shoots straight to my cock.

Reluctantly I pull away and look down at her laid out under me.

And fuck if I'm trying my hardest not to come right there and then.

But it's time to get serious and do what I originally intended.

I pull my hair tie off my wrist and put my hair up into a bun before I reach over and pick up the bottle, flipping the lid as I grin at Beth.

"I believe I'm ready for my dessert," I smirk as my tongue darts out onto my bottom lip.

Beth bites her own lip in anticipation and I notice her squeeze her thighs together.

And I know the reason why.

The fact that I make her feel like this makes me feel a little bit proud of myself.

"I'll get there soon enough love," I wink.

I watch as the chocolate finally hits her skin and she gasps from the contact. I begin to trail a fine line from her neck to her navel.

I lower my mouth to her navel and my tongue licks up the chocolate all the way up to her neck before I lazily kiss her skin.

"Mmm...sweet," I murmur between kisses.

Then I have an idea.

I sit up and squeeze a whole lot of the chocolate onto her stomach before my fingers smooth it over and cover it entirely.

It's like finger painting.

"Harry! What are you doing?" she laughs as she looks down at her chocolate covered stomach.

"Wait..." I say as I concentrate on finishing my masterpiece.

Happy with my work, I look up at Beth, a smile on my face.

She looks down at her stomach and what I've done to it.

Harry

My name on her.

She smiles and shakes her head.

"Why?" she asks me.

"I wanted to paint what I lo-like," I stutter, "paint what I like...and I like you..."

What the fuck did I nearly say then?

I mean, I don't love her.

I like her very much, like a lot, and care very deeply for her but it's not love.

I'm sure I'm just caught up in the excitement of all this.

I've been in love and...

I'm not in love.

I'm in lust.

Yeah that's it.

I look back at my name staring at me and lean down to lick it off her stomach, feeling some of the chocolate rub off onto my chest.

I watch as Beth reaches out and runs her finger through the chocolate on my chest, before bringing it to her mouth and sucking on it.

Fuck me.

She reaches out and repeats the process but as she brings her finger to her lips again, I decide to grab hold of her wrist and bring her finger to my mouth, sucking it clean.

She smiles at me as she sits up and does it again, and I watch with amusement on my face as I wait for her to lick it off her finger again.

But instead of sucking it off, she wipes a trail from my navel down to the waistband of my boxers.

Uh...

I look down at it and then back to Beth.

I wasn't expecting that.

Then she leans down and her tongue licks the chocolate off from my navel and begins to travel downwards, her mouth going over my hardened cock in his boxers.

I really wasn't expecting that.

"Fuck...Beth..." I moan.

If she doesn't stop I'm going to beg her to put me in her mouth and suck me.

Instead I push her back onto the bed, grabbing the bottle again and holding it above her breasts before I drizzle lines over both of them.

I know she thinks I'm going to lick them straightaway, and I know she want me to, but instead I lay myself next to her and run my finger over her skin, lightly touching her breasts but purposely ignoring the nipples. I glance up from her breasts and up to face as I draw swirly patterns though the chocolate, teasing her as she arches her back against my finger.

"Harry," she whimpers.

"Hmm?" I ask.

"Harry..." she repeats, desperation creeping in.

"Tell me what you want," I say.

I know what she wants but I want her to tell me.

"You," she whispers.

I continue to traces lines through the chocolate.

"What parts of me do want Beth?" I ask, "I wanna hear you say it."

Her beautiful skin flushes pink with embarrassment.

"Why?" she asks.

I bring my finger to my mouth and lick the chocolate from it before looking down at Beth.

"Cause it turns me on," I reply as I bend down and flick my tongue over her nipple, causing Beth to gasp and arch her back, desperate for more.

"I want..." she pauses, "I want your mouth..."

"Like this?" I bend down and take a nipple into my mouth, sucking roughly at it until my mouth releases it, a popping sound coming from it.

"What else?" I ask, wanting to hear more from her.

"Your tongue..." she pants.

"Ah..." I move my head to my other breast and lazily run my tongue over her other nipple until the chocolate's completely gone.

"Anything else?" I ask as I place a kiss on her nipple before blowing air onto it, causing it to peak.

"Your fingers..." she moans.

"Of course," I reply and my hand lightly traces over her breast, "here?"

She swallows and nods her head.

"Or here?" I move my fingers ever so lightly down her stomach and onto her thigh.

She starts to move her body, wriggling under me.

"What about here?" I move my fingers from her thigh to inside it, lightly ghosting over her centre, "or do you want all of them there?

I'm dying to touch her wherever she wants, however she wants.

She only has to tell me.

My finger leaves her and she lets out a whimper.

"Harry..." she whines.

"Delicious," I whisper as I lower my head again.

"Yes...god yes," she moans as my mouth starts to lick and suck over the whole breast, lapping at the chocolate.

My hand grabs her other breast and I pinch her nipple roughly before bringing my hand to her mouth.

"Suck," I tell her and she opens her mouth and sucks and licks at my fingers.

Oh my fuck.

Her mouth is warm and wet and I almost think I'll come imagining her tongue is licking my cock instead of my fingers.

"Fuck," I moan, "if that's what your mouth can do to just my fingers..."

I remove my fingers and replace them with my mouth, slipping my tongue straight into her mouth.

But she surprises me when she starts to suck on my tongue.

Fuck.

No one's ever done that before and I can't help but groan at the sensation and my hips move against her side as I shamelessly rub my cock against her.

"Beth...fuck...want you..." I rasp and I move my mouth down to her other breast and lick away at the chocolate.

I'm so aroused right now at the sounds she's making and the way her body responds to me and she must really be feeling it as I see her hand move down between her legs and she starts to play with herself.

Fuck that.

That's my job.

"Mine," I growl, as I move her hand away.

"Well take it!" she snaps at me.

Oh love you have no idea how much I want to take you.

But I want her absolutely begging for relief.

"Patience," I say as I pour more of the chocolate onto her thighs.

I smile as I know I'll soon have my face buried between them.

I grin at a rather flustered and impatient looking Beth as I lean down and lick a line along one of her thighs and then along the other before I run a finger down it until I almost touch me between the legs.

I hear her growl a little when I stop.

"Harry...please..." she begs as I continue to lick at her thighs.

And there it is.

I lick all the way down to her knickers before pulling them off, leaving her completely naked.

Fuck I don't know where to look first or where to touch.

I want her so fucking much I can't even think straight.

But I know the perfect place to start.

"Exquisite," I admire her as I put my hands on her thighs and push them apart before lowering my mouth to just touch the skin on her mound before I sit up again.

She whimpers again and I ignore the need between my own legs as I grab the bottle again and squeezes it so that the chocolate covers her mound.

But instead of staying there, the chocolate starts to slowly drip down between her legs.

Oh my fuck.

It's almost mesmerising and I find myself biting my lip because it looks so fucking hot.

I sound like a fucking horny teenager.

I've just never done something like this with anyone before but Beth makes me feel like I can do anything.

She makes me feel confident in myself to want to try.

I reach out and let my finger trace over her mound before following the path the chocolate has made as it slowly runs down, over her clit and through her wet and glistening folds.

And then I stop.

I wanna go further.

I look up at Beth and see her gazing at me intently, her breathing shallow, but she doesn't say anything though I swear she knows what thought is running through my head right now.

I bite my lip again as I let my finger continue to follow the trail of chocolate until it reaches her bottom.

Should I?

I really want to.

I swallow nervously and let my finger move lower, slowly, in case she wants me to stop.

But she doesn't.

I start to slowly, almost hesitantly, circle her other hole and wait for her to push me away.

Instead a small gasp comes from her mouth and I look up quickly to see her eyes flutter slightly at my touch.

'Harry..." she moans.

I inhale deeply.

Fuck.

She likes it.

And I really, really, like that she likes it.

I move my body quickly between her body and lower my head between her legs.

I let my tongue touch her clit gently and then pull away, hearing her let out the sigh of relief.

My hand grabs her thighs and my thumbs spread her pussy wider to me but I decide to lick the chocolate covering her mound first.

"Fuck...Harry..." she huffs in frustration as she tries to close her legs up but I won't let her.

After I lick the remaining chocolate off with my tongue, I place my whole mouth on her mound and suck at the skin.

I feel Beth move her hips in the hopes my mouth will go lower on her.

She moans again and I watch as her hands move to cup her breasts, her fingers running over the nipples, pinching them as she closes her eyes and arches her back.

"Make me come Harry..." she moans breathlessly.

"Thought you'd never ask love," I murmur against her skin.

I now want nothing more than to feel her come against my mouth so I roughly hook my arms under her thighs and throw her legs over my shoulders, pulling her body closer to me as I lick her right up her centre.

"Fuck!" she cries out and I feel her close her thighs around my head.

"No you don't love," I say as I pull them apart.

I start to alternate between licking and sucking at her clit and by the way her body starts to shake and how loud her moans are, I can tell she's pretty close.

And I did that.

My tongue is everywhere and fuck I can't get enough.

My mind is just screaming at how much I want her.

Then I pull away slightly as a thought enters my head.

And again I look down at how wet and swollen she is.

I look up at her and meet her gaze and I'm so caught up I don't even think.

I just do.

Keeping my gaze locked with her, I lower my mouth again and slowly circle my tongue around her vagina, my eyes never leaving hers.

I take a deep breath and move my tongue lower, following the chocolate trail until my tongue lightly touches her back entrance.

I watch as her head falls back onto the bed and her back arches as a strangled moan leaves her mouth.

Fuck.

Her reaction almost makes me come right then.

I lick her lightly a few more times, unable to tear my eyes away from her and the way she's reacting.

How I make her feel.

I move back to her clit to bring her back close to finishing.

Her hips move against my mouth and her hands are now gripping the sheets of the bed.

"Fuck my mouth Beth," I tell her before I finally push my tongue inside of her.

"H-H-Harry!" she breathes outs and bites down on her lip as her whole body trembles and her legs shake around me.

Her hips start moving against my mouth as she reaches down and pulls at my hair, making my scalp sting but I'm not bothered by it.

I like it.

"I'm so close Harry," she moans.

I move my thumb over her clit and begin to rub it as I keep fucking her with my tongue.

"Oh my god...H-Harry..." she gasps and her whole body jolts like she's had an electric shock.

She opens both her legs wide and grasps at my hair with both hands, her hips thrusting against my mouth as her head rolls back.

I've never had a girl react like this to me before.

Actually, I've never seen a girl react like this.

Anything like this has always been done with the lights off.

It's unlike anything I've ever experienced.

Actually seeing it.

Moments later her body clenches as she comes, her hips bucking wildly against my mouth.

She moans out loud every time she thrusts and it's sounds so wanton when she does it.

I keep my mouth and hands on her until her movements start to subside and I hear her whimper slightly, pulling away.

"Stop...stop..." she pleads, pushing my head away from between her legs.

I stop immediately and begin to work my way up her flushed and panting body, placing little licks on her skin, looking for any missed chocolate until I'm hovering over her.

I can't wait to see what she looks like after I get to fuck her.

No.

Make love.

I would definitely want to make love to her first.

I place a soft, lingering kiss on her mouth before pulling away.

"Breakfast might be the most important meal of the day," I say cheekily, "but dessert is certainly the most delicious."

Beth's laying there absolutely breathless, her breathing shallow but she has a huge smile on her face.

She looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and wraps her arms around me, pulling me down onto her as she nuzzles her face into my neck and I just stay in her arms grinning like an idiot.

Fuck what is she doing to me?

"You're all sticky," I finally say as I bury my face into her neck now.

She makes some sort of snorting noise.

"I somehow don't think that's going to matter Harry," she replies.

I don't understand.

"Why's that?" I ask curiously as I lift my head up to look at her.

She bites her lip as she looks at me before lifting her head up to meet mine, her tongue darting out to touch my lips lightly.

"Because it's my turn for dessert Harry," she says, "and after that, I'm feeling rather hungry..."

And just when I think I really couldn't possible get any harder.