I really regret taking so long to update during February.

So I'm trying for daily updates for a week, till we catch up with Bliss & Harry.

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Thirty-One

We reached Harry's bedroom and he stood by his bed. I slid off his back feeling a bit anxious for what was to come.

"Let me chuck this in the fridge, baby, " he told me, referring to the food container in his hands.

I nodded. Biting my lips.

Harry froze on his tracks and made his way back to me.

"Hey, Bliss," he said in a low, soothing voice, "you look uncomfortable. Are you having second thoughts about this?"

"No, I'm not," I said hurriedly.

"It's all right if you are, love." He answered, "we don't have to do anything you are not ready for."

"Oh, Harry," I whined.

"Tell you what, baby." he replied, "let me put this in the fridge. Then I'll pop into the bathroom and brush my teeth and then we'll talk, ok?"

"OK" I agreed.

I sat on Harry's bed, waiting for him to come back, and then got up immediately, as if the bed was on fire and it had scorched my bum.

I mean, since I started working for Harry I had been on his bedroom multiple times, and he had been in mine. But the bed had always been off limits. We worked, gossiped and laughed in each room's designated work area. The few days I nursed him back in London, after his wrist procedure we had spent mostly on his sofa. He had put himself to bed.

It wasn't that I had gone off Harry, either. I've never wanted a mans as much in my life as I wanted Harry. I never thought I'd get to have him, kissing him and feeling his hands on me had only increased my desire.

I could hear the water running on his bathroom, and Harry humming. I knew he was in there brushing his teeth. Having him so close, performing such an ordinary, everyday task felt so intimate.

Mad, unbridled lust, (the kind I felt for Harry) was lovely and perfectly all right. But when you throw ordinary, everyday life tasks into the equation things got complicated.

Having the object of your desire comfortably brushing his teeth, taking showers, going to the loo in close proximity before having sex meant a higher level of commitment.

Maybe Love would make its appearance.

This was way too early, I should get a chance to sleep with the guy at least a month until questions about feelings started to emerge.

But no matter how much I tried to deny it, having Harry Styles performing mundane tasks in close proximity made me realize I am in love with him.

I love Harry Styles, there I said it.

I'm fucked.

What would I do now? Normally I would ask my girls, but Harry was a celebrity the rules were different.

We hadn't even talked whether we were keeping things private or telling other people.

What would I do if he didn't love me back? Sure he said we were boyfriend and girlfriend, but he hadn't said he was in love with me or anything of the sort.

Well, he had said he had loved my blog and writing. But the real-life me was a completely different thing.

"It feels so good to have my teeth clean. The shower at Nobu was all right, but I forgot my toothbrush." Harry said coming out of the ensuite.

Looking at me, Harry asked, "Bliss, have you stood there the entire time?"

"I...er...err...I didn't know what to do." I confessed.

Harry looked at me with his head cocked to his right, as if assessing me.

"Something's got you unnecessarily nervous," he said, sitting on the bed "Come sit with me, we'll talk and figure it out, baby."

He patted a spot in the bed, next to him, inviting me over.

I sat close to him.

"May I kiss you?" he asked.

By way of an answer, I leaned into him and crashed my mouth into his plump lips.

Our tounges met and he slid his hand up to my breast, cupping it.

Mimicking his actions I placed my hand on his chest and stroked it heatedly. He felt so deliciously good.

His hand found its way under my top and began rubbing my bare skin. Under my bra, it went and soon Harry was pinching my left nipple. A moan escaped my throat.

"Too many clothes" Harry murmured sucking my neck. He began to take my top off and I froze in anticipation.

This was the moment I had been waiting for.

I was going to have sex with Harry Styles.

Harry pulled back, his hands and his mouth were no longer attached to any part of my body.

I opened my eyes to find out what was going on. He was staring at me.

"Sorry, love I promised you a talk and instead I got carried away," he said sheepishly, "It's just that you are so fucking hot. I can't take my hands of you."

"Harry," I said, "we can talk later, let's have sex."

"I'd really like to, love." he said, running his tongue over his lips. "but let's talk. Something was bothering you earlier and I'm afraid that if we ignore it now it may come back to bite us in the arse later. I care too much about you to let that happen."

"Oh, Harry," I gushed. "What you just said really helps. I was just wondering about how you felt towards me."

It was true, his words had set me at ease.

But I also know this one thing about boyfriends, you didn't come out and tell them "I love you" the first time you had sex, otherwise they would run for the hills and you would never hear from them again. Men just don't do emotions.

Harry's "I care about you" had exceeded my expectations.

"You're really important to me, Bliss." He carried on, "something else on your mind?"

"Well, I was just wondering if I could tell my girls about us."

"You mean, you haven't already?" he asked, surprise in his voice, "you guys tell each other everything the minute it happens."

"Of course I haven't," I said indignantly "I fully understand your need for privacy."

"I'm not keeping us a secret, Bliss. At least not from them."

"Have you told your mum?"

"Not yet, but I will. Tomorrow I'll tell Mum and Gems, and the band and Jeff." he said, "they'll figure it out anyway. I won't be able to keep my hands off you for the duration of the tour and they'll be there at times."

"I've got a feeling Gemma kinda knows already."

"She might. She's a genius at sussing things out, and I have talked nonstop about you since we met."

"There's one thing though, love," Harry said, sounding uncertain, "I hope you won't mind."

"What is it?" I asked, wearily. "Are you gonna tell me about some weird sexual fantasies you have?"

"It's not that" he laughed, "it's just that for now, it's better if our relationship isn't totally public."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, we'll tell family and peopled that are close. But we'll keep it from the general public," he explained.

"You mean, not PDA?"

"Yes. And also if I do interviews and get asked if I have a girlfriend I'll have to say I don't."

I remained silent, thinking this over.

"Bliss, you are my girlfriend. I'm really into you, but having a public relationship it's very hard. It's caused me many problems in the past, I'd like to keep you all to myself for now. Once the tour is over we'll find a way to let people know."

"The tour will last several months."

"And we'll be together all those months, and hopefully you won't tire of me and we'll be together after that. I'm with you for the long haul, Bliss."

My heart threatened to burst out of my chest listening to him talk.

I didn't know what to answer.

What was I supposed to say?

I just kissed him again, and he eagerly kissed me back. His hands found their way under my top and onto my breast again, his lips soon resumed their place in my neck. I was moaning again.

"If we are picking things up from where we left them yesterday, the top needs to come off, baby," Harry whispered.

"Not unless yours comes off also," I told him.

At that, he enthusiastically sprinted off the bed and readily removed not only his top but his shoes, socks, and skinny jeans, and directed a cheeky smile my way as if he was challenging me to do the same.

Rising up to the occasion, I removed my top, my boots, socks, and a skirt. There was one glitch though, when I pulled my skirt down I also grabbed the top of my knickers and they came off as well, resulting in my standing with my bum in full display in front of Harry. Thankfully The Duck had insisted on me getting a full Brazilian wax in my pubic region, and I had it retouched a few days back. (Lous Teasdale had hooked me up with a friend of hers who was very gifted at removing unwanted body hair).

"Do not think about The Duck right now." I told myself.

Harry's mouth dropped open and his eyes threatened to come off its sockets when he saw me.

"Wow, baby," he said "You're so amazingly beautiful, come here"

He grabbed my hand and led me to the bed murmuring "please, please lay down I need to kiss every inch of your gorgeous body and then ravish you."

He lay on top of me kissing, sucking, licking my face, my mouth, my neck, whilst his hand gently massaged my right breast.

He still had his boxer briefs on, but I hadn't removed my bra either, so I'd say we were even.

Harry's lips were on my breast, biting the fabric of my bra. "Baby, can this come off also?" he asked.

Without waiting for a reply he unfastened my bra, and my breasts soon were on full display.

"So    f – u – c – k – I – n – g beautiful" Harry exclaimed, before burying his head amongst my boobs.

He almost made me come, just from sucking, biting and pinching my nipples. "Not yet, baby," he laughed, and his lips began traveling down my body, with his teeth and tongue along for the ride. He nibbled on my belly button and hips, stopping at my thighs. He lowered himself between my legs, parting them with his head.

He ardently licked and sucked my core. My knees trembled, the most pleasurable excitement I had ever felt began to rise up. Harry pressured my clit with his mouth and I exploded into an earth-shattering orgasm.

"Get ready, baby," he said grinning proudly "that won't be the first time you come tonight."

He went back to kissing my hips and slipped two fingers inside me. This was a man who knew how to use his hands. His fingers slid in and out, reaching deeper each time until they found its place inside me and began to twirl and push. This second orgasm was even more intense than the first one, and just as I thought I was done Harry kept pushing and stroking gifting me a third orgasm.

I felt a deep urge to kiss him again, I pulled him to me and we kissed fiercely. "I loved feeling you come in my mouth and my hand, baby," he said, laying with his back flat on the bed, taking his fingers to his nose and mouth "I have your smell and taste on me, it's amazing."

He looked incredibly handsome lying there, whit his bare chest and a huge bulk on his underpants.

"You've had your fun, Harry, " I told him, "I wanna play too," I said directing my eyes to his fabric covered penis.

"I'm literally up for it, baby" he chuckled, clearly pleased with himself for his witty remark, and removed his underpants.

Now I indeed had a completely naked Harry Styles in front of me. All of him was delicious, I didn't know where to start.

"My dick is aching for you, baby," he told me. That cleared things, I brushed his chest with my digits, he felt so smooth and strong, stopping there briefly before touching the tip of his cock. He let out an "Oh baby yeah" which encourage me to take it in my hand and rub it a little. Soon he was moaning my name "Bliss, Bliss, Bliss."

I had never cared for oral sex much, and blow jobs felt just like cumbersome task one did to please one's love interest. But tonight with Harry I actually found myself enjoying it.

I stroked his cock a little harder. His body tensed with excitement, shyly I licked the sides. His penis was massive, I doubted if I could fit it into my mouth. My tongue moved across his shaft, unto the top, and I started sucking it. His entire cock was sliding inside my mouth and Harry was moaning incoherently, as he stroked my boobs.

"Come to me baby," he said and pulled me up, so I was lying again with my back to the bed and he was on top of me. He felt my core with his hands "Still wet for me. If I hadn't stopped you I would have finished in your mouth, and I don't want that for our first time. I'm gonna make you come again, just a minute."

He reached out to his bedside table and pulled out a condom, he held it up looking at me with a raised eyebrow, a question on his face.

"I'm not sure if I can put it on you the right way," I said.

"Don't worry, baby next time?" he said opening the package and covering his cock with its content.

"Guide me in, baby," he said, placing my hand on his cock. I led his penis to my entrance and he rushed into me. My inner walls instinctively clenched around him, as if my entire being was claiming him.

He kissed me repeatedly with urgency, and each kiss brought forth a stronger thrust, "Ready?" he asked, "are you ready to come with me baby"

I let out a weak "yes" in between kisses, and then my entire body trembled as I screamed out "Haaaarrrry."

He lay on top of me, completely spent, with a huge smile on his face.

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So here we have it! The second part of Harry & Bliss's third date.

Stay tuned for the party after Harry's LA concert.

Loads of love!

E, xoxo