Chapter 23: Trust

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AN: The smut begins, this is your warning. don't forget to vote and save the book incase Wattpad marks it as mature, tends to make it harder to find.

Harry's POV

I lifted her up in a swift motion, my hands slipped under her dress as I pressed my fingers into her thighs. She wrapped her legs and arms around me as I carried her to the room. Our lips attached, her tongue finding mine hungrily. I bit her lower lip, a bit harder than before, pulling it between my lips to ease the sting of the bite.

I kissed her chin and jaw, moving down her neck, a small moan escaping her lips, driving heat through my body. When we reached the bed, I placed my knees one at a time on the bed, laying her down softly, as my hands removed her panties, throwing them to the side. I hovered over her smiling, the look on her face craved more of me and I felt my hardness press against my pants.

I lowered myself, kissing her deeply, unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, before moving my hand back up, wrapping my fingers in her hair. I tugged her head back using her hair and bit her neck, sucking on the same area, feeling her breath catch in her throat. My other hand moved down to her warmth, running my fingers softly along her inner thighs, her skin so soft, until the goosebumps began to form against my fingers.

"Harry." She breathed my name, I moved her head so that she could lock eyes with me.

"Is this okay?" I whispered softly and she nodded, attempting to push herself up to kiss me, but I tugged her hair again pulling her back.

"I'm in control, remember?" She nodded and I ran my lips softly along her jawline, until I reached her ear, kissing it softly and nipping at her earlobe.

My fingers continued their way up her inner thigh until they reached her warmth. She was already wet and I bit my lip, reminding myself to not rush this. I lowered her head again and kissed her softly, as I slipped a finger inside her, my thumb pressing small circles on her sweet spot as I did.

I felt her bite my lip, and couldn't help but smile, I slipped another finger in, curling them softly against her inside, and the sexist whimpers began to leave her mouth against mine.

"Does that feel good baby?" I whispered softly and she instantly nodded, "Can I slip one more in. Can you handle that Margarita?" I felt her muscles flex around my fingers as she nodded again, "Yes Harry," she whispered and I slipped a third finger in. Her eyes rolling back, her whimpers now full moans.

I moved my fingers in and out of her, her moans intensifying as I continued to muffle them with my kisses. I felt as she began to tense around my fingers, her head turning away from my lips as she moaned my name, wrapped in profanities. I kissed her neck, continuing to move my fingers in and out of her, my thumb pressing more rapid circles, until I felt her come undone. Her muscles tensing around my fingers, her moans echoing softly through the house.

I placed small kisses down her neck, slowly pulling my fingers out of her. Her breathing was still rough, as I sat back on my legs, my knees bent under me, pulling her forward onto me, slipping my hand under her back to sit her up against me. I knew my pants would be ruined with her wetness, but I didn't care, I wanted more of her.

Maggie's POV

I felt as his finger ran up my back along the line of my zipper, until he reached the top, unzipping it as he began kissing me again softly. My body felt on fire and everywhere he touched me filled with electricity.

He moved his hands up to my face as I clinged to his body with my legs, deepening his kiss. I felt chills combine with the heat of my body as he slid his fingers down my neck and shoulders, slipping my dress off, exposing my chest to him. I broke the kiss and rested my forehead on his, his eyes locked on mine, as he hands cupped my breast, his fingers moving over my nipples, pinching softly. I bit my lip, holding back the moans that wanted to escape.

"You're so beautiful Margarita." He whispered, and everything about the way he said my name drove me off the edge. I reached up and wrapped my hands in his hair, grinding against him. He let out a soft moan, sitting up so that we were both on our knees. I reached and pulled his pants and underwear down, as he moved to slip my dress over head.

He threw the dress to the side and pushed me down on the bed softly before getting up, and slipping out of his pants and underwear. He walked over to his dresser and opened a drawer pulling out a condom. I watched as he quickly slipped it on making his way back over, climbing on the bed over me.

I expected the same rough energy as before, but instead, I'm met with the most tender kisses all over my chest, his tongue moving around both my nipples, then up my neck to my lips. He kissed me gently, his tongue against my lower lip, but not pushing to meet mine. Everything felt so loving now. He pulled away softly, whispering, "Maggie, are you sure?"

"Yes," I whispered, "I need to feel this close to you. I want to feel this close to you."

"Okay," he whispered as I felt him reach down, and rub the tip of himself against me, "Beautiful, amazing woman." He pushed slightly inside me, and my breath caught in my throat. "You're everything to me Maggie." He kept whispering sweet nothings to me as he pushed himself further, his pace still slow as he made himself deeper inside me. "I don't want anyone else. God, you feel so good." He moaned at me, his pace starting to pick up as he rested his mouth on mine, kissing me deeply.

His pace kept picking up, and everything about me was on fire, I felt like I couldn't handle every emotion he was causing me to feel. He somehow kept whispering sweet nothings to me as my moans seemed to echo throughout the house. "Maggie, I need you." Followed with a quicker pace, slowly starting to push me over the edge. "Come for me Margarita, please." I held his body closer to mine, and I moved against him as he continued in and out of me, and then, bliss. I felt as he kept moving in and out and soon, he came undone too.

Our arms gripped to each other, as if we could get enough, as if we couldn't get close enough. In that moment nothing mattered but him and I. Nothing mattered. Not Olivia. Not Jeff. Not the impending travel. Nothing.

Harry's POV

I slipped out of her, placing small kisses on her cheek and nose. I got up slowly, walking over to the dresser again, slipping off the condom and placing it in its wrapper. I crawled back into bed with her, laying next to her and pulling her tight against me.

She traced small circles on my chest and I kissed the top of her head, "Maggie?" I whispered.

"Yeah babe?" She looked up at me, smiling softly.

"Nothing, I just wanted to look at those eyes." I smiled, leaning down to kiss her softly. I buried my face in her hair, feeling how perfectly her face seemed to fit in my neck. Like it was carved out specifically for her.

"Harry," she kissed my neck softly.

"Yeah Mags?"

"I trust you."

I felt relief fill my body, like those words were exactly what I had been searching for. I pulled away slightly, lifting her face towards me with her chin, "Good. I won't lose it, I promise."


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