In an instant I'm swept up off my feet as Harry carries me over to the sofa, his lips quickly pressing against my own. My fumbling hands try to pull up his shirt over his head as he carries me over, but my thighs are tightly wrapped around him making the removing of the item quite difficult. He lets out a slight chuckle at my inability to undress him as he is able to swiftly remove my shirt with one hand. He's just had more practice than I have at this whole clothing removal thing. Oh, that's a nasty thought, I chase it away quickly as Harry lays me down on the couch and hovers above me. I finally manage to hook my hand underneath Harry's shirt and send it flying across to the other side of the room.  
                          
"There you go, already messing up my place after you've just moved in" he chuckles in my ear after biting my earlobe as he hands make quick work of my jeans. I fist his hair in my hand and tug it roughly, bringing his head further down my neck. 
                          
"Cheeky bugger" I giggle gently as his lips trail kisses down my neck. My hands find their way to his hips, quickly unhooking the belt from his waist before unbuttoning his jeans. 
                          
"Eager?" He purrs in my ear as he helps in removing his pants. I shrug and bite my lip with a wide grin. 
                          
"Perhaps" Harry hovers above me, grinning at my response before kissing me roughly. One of my hands rests on the back of his neck whilst the other grips onto his shoulder. As he kisses me he grinds his hips roughly against mine, creating an almost unbearable friction. I clumsily push his body backwards, lying him on his back as I straddle his waist. He sits up on his elbows, with a look of lust and also pride spread wide across his face. 
                          
"Oh, you want to be on top baby?" He tilts his head to the side before sitting upright, holding onto my waist as I roll my hips slowly against his own. 
                          
"If you don't mind" I smirk down at him, hovering over him slightly. His tongue slips out of his mouth to coat his bottom lip as he shakes his head. 
                          
"I don't mind one bit baby" His lips reattach themselves to my neck after he speaks. My hips resume their circling motion as Harry's hands play with the thin lace of my underwear. 
                          
"Fuck you're wearing the ones I like, you know what they do to me" He groans slightly upon realising I'm wearing the black lace bra and panty set that I know he likes. I've got to remember to buy more of these, but I honestly believe that I could be wearing almost anything right now and it would still feel just as good as this. He wants me, perhaps he even needs me. Maybe not in all the same ways that I want and need him, but for now just knowing that is enough. 
                          
Suddenly deciding he's had enough of my slow teasing, Harry pushes down his boxers and slides my panties to the side, urging me to slide myself down onto him. Eventually I do, slowly, savouring the moment. I watch him as I do, watching as his mouth falls open slightly as his chin tips upwards towards the ceiling. How can I make him feel this way? What's so special about me that I can make this incredible man become so undone? Maybe I should give myself a little bit more credit. 
                          
I realise I'm now done with all this slow and teasing nonsense myself as I begin to quickly move my hips against his, clutching his shoulders for stability. His fingertips dig into my waist as he holds me tight, guiding me up and down in a rough and quick motion. I love it when we go slowly; tender and sweetly, but right now it's fast and rough and messy and I love it all the same. 
                          
I emit soft moans, trying to keep my voice as quiet as I can. My body is pressed flush against Harry's chest as our bodies move in time, completely in sync with one another. One of his hands reaches up to unhook my bra before I slide it off, tossing it to one side. My hands tangle in his hair as his lips immediately travel to one of my nipples, gently nipping the skin surrounding it before finally flicking his tongue against the newly sensitive area. It's enough to make me squeeze my eyes shut and see stars, using all of the stamina I can muster to keep my body moving at this intensely deep rhythm.