After Dark

Chapter 4

(A/N: There's some sexual content in this chapter, just a warning.)

*Harry's POV*
Tessa shouldn't worry about Bo. She's not my girlfriend anymore. I haven't talked to her in almost a year and a half. I don't plan on starting a friendship with her, soon.
Tessa's face was blank as we got out of the car and started heading into the apartment building. It was chilly outside, and I rubbed my hands together to keep them warm. I walked up behind Tessa and wrapped my arms around her torso, burying my lips behind her ear and into her hair.
"I love you," I whispered. Tessa shivered under my touch, taking my wrists in her hands and unwinding them from her body.
Shit, Tessa, I just want to be nice.
"Let's go inside, Harry. It's cold out." Tessa's gaze doesn't meet mine as she walks through the building's front doors. I follow after her like a baby duckling, lowering my head until we get to the elevator.
Tessa presses the button for our floor, and I watch her while she stands next to me. She's so beautiful in that big sweater of hers, and her hair up in a messy bun. She's always beautiful, but she doesn't have to try to be. She's so sexy.
I press the fire button, and a ringing comes on through the speakers. Tessa's face turns into a look of horror, then a look of anger.
"Why did you do that?!" She yells over the buzzing noise. I move closer to her, putting my hands on both side of her so she's trapped between my arms.
"I wanted to tell you how beautiful you are," I said. She looked at me confused.
"I wanted to tell you how fucking beautiful you are right now. How my heart is skipping in my chest from being so close. How much I need you in my life," I add on.
"How much I need you," I repeat myself.
"I love you, Tessa," I say in her ear. I watch goosebumps rise on the skin of her neck, she definitely heard me.
"I love you," I say again as I kiss her goosebumps. I make my way up her neck, peppering kisses to her perfect skin. I kiss her jaw and her chin, stopping just below her lips.
"I love you so fucking much," I mumble against her lips. Her lips part and a soft whimper escapes. Her eyes are closed, but soon open again when I don't do anything.
"Har-"
"Say you love me," I plead. I've told her that I love her multiple times, which is still a hard thing to do. But, she hasn't said it yet.
"I love you," she whispers. I can't hear it, but I feel it as my lips are still pressed to hers. I can't help the moan that I have to bite back, but it comes out anyways. I can feel her smile against my lips, she heard it.
"Harry, we're in an elevator," she says. I shrug my shoulders, trying to get her to kiss me back.
But, Tessa slides down the elevator wall, and slips from my trap. Her hand presses the fire button again, and we start moving up to our apartment floor. The buzzing has stopped, and it's really quiet in the small lift.
Tessa has her back to me, standing a few inches away from the doors as they slide open. She runs down the hall and hurriedly unlocks the door of our apartment, sprinting inside. She leaves the door wide open and I watch her run to the bedroom, closing that door behind her.
Fuck, Tessa.
I shut the apartment door, kicking off my converse. I slide my grey sweatshirt from my torso, my white shirt riding up. I pull it back down with one hand while I throw my sweatshirt over the couch. My socked feet pad over to the bedroom door and I knock lightly before trying to turn the handle. Luckily, it's unlocked, so I walk in the bedroom cautiously.
Tessa isn't in the room. But, I do find the bathroom door closed and the sound of running water reach my ears. I sigh and slide my shirt off, throwing it on the floor near the hamper. I'll get that later.
I make my way to the bathroom door and open it softly, without warning. Tessa looks up at me and quickly grabs her sweatshirt, pulling it against her exposed body. "Harry," she says quietly.
I close the door and turn back around, looking to my night stand. I swiftly move over to it and pull open the second drawer. I pull out a small candle with a glass cup around it, and the box of matches. I go back to the bathroom door again and knock.
"Don't come in," Tessa calls. I don't know what she's worried about, I've seen every part of her body, she shouldn't still be afraid. I ignore her comment and walk in, hearing her huff in response. She stops the water coming from the faucet and pulls her knees up to her chest, hiding herself from me once more.
I pay no mind as I walk to the sink's counter. I place the candle on it and strike a match against the matchbox. The flame flickers once and comes back strong as I light the candle's wick. I turn around and turn of the lights, the warm glow of the candle dancing on the bathroom walls.
Even in the darkened room, I can see Tessa's cheeks flush pink as I stand on one foot to take off my socks. I unbutton and unzip my pants, sliding them down my legs. Tessa's gaze is anywhere but on me as my boxers reach the floor with the rest of my clothes.
I stick my toes in the water of the bathtub, reveling in the warmth. I slide my whole foot in, and then my other. I crouch down and sit in the water, my legs stretching to rest by Tessa's sides. She's still holding her knees to her chest, blocking my view from her body.
I place my hands on her shins, sliding them towards me so they lay on my legs. Her arms are crossed over her chest, now. I take her hands in mine and move them away from her body, so she's now fully exposed. Her eyes are on the water as I look over her body, desperately wishing I could reach over and touch her skin.
Tessa's feet pull towards her as I move in the water, kneeling in front of her. Her knees are at my sides. My fingertips brush her skin as I once again kiss her neck.
"You're beautiful, Tess," I whisper. Goosebumps rise on her skin as these words leave my mouth.
"I want you," I pause to kiss her lips. "And only you." Tessa's eyes close as my hand brushes her stomach and swirls the water on the top of her thigh. "If you'll have me, that is."
We've been through too much together for me to let her go now. The bet was one of the harder points in our relationship, she forgave me, though. For that, I am so grateful. And then, there was my commitment issues, which I still have. I'm not able to live up to her expectations, but we're taking things slow. It's easy to know what the other is thinking, because we've shared so many experiences. There's also Zayn, who tried to ruin our relationship. He very nearly did it, but we're back, and stronger than before.
"I love you, Harry," Tessa says quietly. "I-I want you to... I want you to have me," she stumbles over her words.
I smile softly at her, reassuring her. I bite my lip when I see Tessa's mouth open. I move my fingers from her thighs to her lower region, brushing against it softly. I circle her most sensitive spot slowly, watching her pleasured features on her face.
"Oh," she sighs. A smile creeps on my face as I lean down and lick a stripe on her chest, just over her breasts. I hear a small gasp as I take her nipple in between my lips. My fingers make slow circles against her, and I push one inside her.
"Harry," she softly groans. I squeeze my eyes shut and will myself to keep moving against her, my tongue flicking against her nipple. I start kissing in between her breasts, up her chest, and to her neck. I kiss her chin, then capture her lips with mine.
Her lips part, giving me access to catch her tongue.
These loving and intimate moments belong to her, and only her. Bo is out of my life, and Tessa is in it. She's all that I need.
I slip a second finger inside her, and her body moves against my hand, the water sloshing around us. I curl my fingers into her, touching that bundle of nerves. This causes her to moan loudly and her hands move up to grab my curls, pulling my lips against hers harder. She's rocking into my fingers while I twirl my thumb around her sensitive nub and my other hand is palming her breast.
This is all about her. I don't need a release. Seeing Tessa writhe and shake beneath me is enough to last me for a few days.
Tessa continues to moan in my mouth as we kiss. I have to pull away for a breath, but she holds her lips to mine. I know she's close; I can feel her heavily breathing and her chest is rising and falling under my touch. I breathe in through my nose, my mouth being occupied my this girl in front of me.
"Just let it go, Tess," I say against her lips. "Let it go, and relax."
Tessa's body becomes rigid, and stills on my fingers. I continue to pump them into her, repeatedly hitting the nerves inside.
I'm trying to prolong this as long as I can, I love seeing her this way.
Her legs start to shake and her breaths come in short. She can feel me moving my fingers, and she's loving it, but it might be a bit too much. I stop my thumb from wriggling against her sensitive spot and pull my fingers out from her, taking in her appearance.
Her mouth is open in a small "o" shape, and her eyes are slightly glazed over. Her hair falls over her shoulders and rest against her breasts. Her legs are parted and shaking beside me as she comes back from her pleasurable sensation.
"How did you do that?" she breathily asks when she somewhat gets her voice back. I laughed and looked at her in the eyes. She was referring to prolonging her ecstasy.
"Do you really want to know?" I ask.
Her face flushes while she shakes her head no. I lean over and kiss her lips softly.
"I love you," she says when I pull away.
"I love you," I say back.

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