Suddenly, without warning, he snatches his hands from the belt and flips me. I find I’m face down again with him on top. He reaches up and secures my wrists to the sofa with the belt. “My turn,” he says playfully. Suddenly I’m terrified. “Please Harry, gentle please!” I beg. He shushes me with strokes and kisses for a moment as I await my fate.

I nearly cry with relief as he slides into the right place. He moves to make it feel good for me, reaching round to slide his finger over my clit. He carries on like that pushing into me and stroking me back into an intense orgasm. As the waves of relief convulse my body I feel him speed up and grip me tightly. A sharp inhale with a gasping finish and he's done, collapsing into me. Spent. We lay for a moment panting with exertion. Then he releases my wrists and rolls off. I curl into his chest and he holds me close, I’m not sure how long we lay together like that….

Its late now and we’re back on the bike, I’m very glad of the cool air. My body aches and I’m exhausted. All I can do is lean into him and hug his waist I’m not really sure how this is going to end; but I guess this is the last time I’ll see him. I cuddle in tightly, may as well enjoy these last few minutes. His head turns slightly, “you OK?” but I don't answer, don't know what to say.

Eventually we pull up outside the train station and I climb down. I’m half thinking he will thumbs up and drive off again! Instead he pulls off his helmet so I can see him. “Bag!” he says with a smile. Right! I open the box and swap the helmet for my bag. “Ticket” he says, passing one to me. I’m confused. “when did you buy this?” Oh earlier when I saw you miss the train. He smiles. “You’re on the last train today.” I’m grateful, “thanks!” I say desperate to say more…ask maybe.

Harry fills the silence. “Come here.” He pulls me in, I think for another passionate kiss but; instead, he envelopes me in a warm hug - and - theres genuine affection. He strokes my hair and folds his face into me for a delicate kiss. I cling to him, not wanting to let go but, I feel settled; this was my one night and I took it. Well technically he took me but…

He takes my face in both hands. “today is our secret right? no telling your friends, no twitting on twitter, no status updates!” I laugh and say, “who would believe me? I can hardly believe it myself!” He lets go first and I step back hesitant. Theres a pause then…“Can I see you again?” I ask barely audible. Why the fuck did I just say that! No! what an idiot! “Oh, I’m sorry, forget that…I’m just, no sorry.” Christ! He smiles and hooks me in for one last kiss.

Then, he puts on his helmet and revs the engine. Just before he drives off I think I hear him say “never say never!” but maybe I imagine it?

On the train back home I sit utterly lost in thought. What everyone around me thinks of the disheveled, pink cheeked girl smiling from ear to ear I have no idea. I know I won’t be with him ever again but I’ll have the memory forever, my one incredible night with the most beautiful man alive.

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