While a list of things you adore about him would be impossible to write, there are some parts of Henry that just make your knees go weak, and your heart flutter, every time without fail.
It’s way his eyes sparkle when you are both alone. The way his fangs poke out as he flashes a dazzling grin. The way he wraps his arm around your waist as he pulls you close. The way his breath lightly tickles your lip before he leans in to close the gap between you…
It’s the way he trails those kisses down your neck, nipping and sucking every so often. The way you feel his lips curl into a smirk against your tingling skin. The way he looks up from under his eyelashes for for your approval as he tugs at the zipper of your dress. The way his skilled fingers dance across the planes of your shoulders before reaching for the clasp of your bra. The way he swiftly carries you to the bed before dropping to his knees…
It’s the way his tongue lightly trails over your chest as he gently takes your nipple into his mouth. The way he laces your fingers together as your back arches. The way he slowly works down your body, leaving a light trail of marks to remind you that you’re his. The way he takes the hem of your panties between his teeth, tugging them down. The way he doesn’t break eye contact with you for a second as he does so…
It’s the way he licks his lips as he takes in the sight of your glistening mound. The way he hums and sighs contently as he laps at your delicate folds. The way his fingers dig gently into the skin of your thighs as he pulls you towards his face. The way he teases at your clit, almost depriving you of the touch you desire. The way he slips his tongue into your mouth, allowing you to taste yourself on him…
It’s the way he sheaths himself into you, his forehead resting on your shoulder as you adjust to his size. The way he rolls his hips slowly, in long, deep strokes. The way he never falters in hitting that spot that makes you see stars. The way he praises you as you hit your climax, telling you how you’re such a good girl. The way he closes his eyes and moans your name as he hits his, seeing the pure bliss adorning his face…
It’s the way he takes you into his arms afterwards, holding you flush to his chest. The way he kisses the top of your head, running his fingers through the soft locks of your hair. The way he never stops caressing you, his thumb rubbing over some part of your skin at all times. The way his breathing evens out as you both begin to drift off in each other’s arms…
But most of all… you adore the way he looks at you, full of love and admiration, each time he says “I love you”.
