Part 22: Light
He was going so deep in to me, he felt so much bigger in this position. He was already quite big, it was intense. "Fuck Harry" I ran my hands back into his wet hair, pulling at it. I whimpered, annoyed when he pulled out of me. "Getting close hm?" He set me down, hands on my hips and turning me around. He gently pushed my chest forward, bending me over until I was pressed against the glass. I pressed my hands against it, taking deep breaths as anticipation swam in me. He rubbed his hands gently on my ass, it was sticking out perfectly for him. He slapped it very gently, the sound echoing a little in the shower. He grabbed my hips more firmly, mixed moans sounding when he pushed back into me. I had nothing to grip onto anymore, I balled my hands into fists and pushed my hips back against him. He lifted one of my legs up, setting it onto the little shelf. "Don't worry darling, I wont let you slip" He reassured. He continued with his slow pace, pushing as deep as he could get himself. "Shit" He moaned, thrusting a little harder. I closed my eyes, taking in the feeling of him pushing me up against the glass every time he pushed into me. I could feel my walls squeezing harshly against him but he just pushed passed them, the position allowing him to go even deeper than before. "H-Harry" My body began to tighten up even more, butterflies fluttering in my stomach as I got closer to another orgasm. I cried out again, whimpering his name as I felt my climax hitting me like a truck. He held me in the same position, hips slowly riding me through the high. I took deep, shaky breaths. He pushed so slow, drawing it out. I could feel the tip of cock brushing a sensitive part of my flesh as he was buried so far into me. I shook a little, wishing I had something to hold onto.