29. Harper
29
HARPER
I was a little dusty after last night, but it was so much fun catching up with everyone. This morning, I played tourist with Felix and explored Paris with him. We walked across the road to the Seine, and we took several photos of him and me with the Eiffel Tower behind us, then I dragged him up the Champs Elysée toward the Arc de Triomphe, which we climbed. We then meandered our way back through the back streets of the 8 th Arrondissement. I may have convinced him to stop at a couple of designer stores along the way under the guise of a wedding outfit, which was true because I can never decide what to wear. We also may have stopped at some watch stores for him because he has a watch obsession. He was a real trooper holding my bags, and he never complained, I think the glasses of champagne and macrons he was given while waiting helped. We then shopped at a local market for food for dinner tonight and grabbed fresh baguettes and some bottles of wine before heading back to the apartment and relaxing because our feet have had it.
“I’m in love with Paris.” Felix smiles as he sits down on my sofa and stares out the windows.
“There’s something magical about the place, isn’t there?” I open one of the bottles of wine we bought and pour ourselves a glass. I walk over, hand him his glass, and I take a seat beside him on the sofa.
“Thanks for today, I had so much fun.” He grins, clinking our glasses together.
“Even when I dragged you shopping?” I chuckle as I take a sip of my wine.
“Um, yes, I had the best view. Watching you walk out to me doing a twirl, looking so damn beautiful, was a highlight.” He grins.
“Think you’re the first guy that’s ever thought that.”
Felix puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me to his side. “Like I’ve told you, you’ve been dating the wrong men.”
“Clearly.” I smirk, taking a sip of my wine.
“Who wouldn’t want to watch their girlfriend parade in front of them looking like a goddess? What would have made it better was if we had stopped at the lingerie store, and you did a little show for me.”
“You called me your girlfriend .”
“Oh, do you not like that term? Would you like me to use partner instead?” he asks.
I shake my head. “No, it’s just that sounds kind of like we are really dating.”
“We are really dating, aren’t we?” he asks, looking at me confused.
“Yeah. I guess the lines are starting to blur between us. We’re exclusive and now we’ve kind of put a label on what we are.”
“Harper, we’re dating, this is real to me,” he states sincerely, and shit a damn crack creaks in my heart. “Do you not feel it?” he asks.
“I feel it …”
“That sounds like there’s a but on the end of that sentence,” he states.
“Just reminding you it’s only for the summer.”
He nods. “I know, doesn’t mean I’m not all in,” he declares. Oh. “Would you like to be my official summer girlfriend?”
“We don’t have to label anything …”
“Do this for me, Harper, be my girl,” he asks sweetly.
“Yes, fine,” I grumble, but my insides are doing a happy dance.
Felix reaches out and pulls me onto his lap. “Good, we’ve reached another milestone in this relationship.” He pulls my lips to his and kisses me slowly, I can taste the sweet wine on his tongue.
“Wait, I bought something for you today. I was going to give it to you at the end of the trip but I kind of think now is the perfect time,” I tell him, getting off his lap.
“You bought me something?” He smiles.
“Yeah, let me go grab it,” I say, placing my wine on the table and rushing into the bedroom, picking up one of the designer shopping bags. I’m giddy with excitement as I rush back to him with the bag hidden behind my back. “You might think it’s too much, but please take it. I owe you so much more than this present for everything you have done for me. I know I’m a lot of work and you didn’t have to sign up to help me, but I just need you to know how much I appreciate you.” I pull out the shopping bag from behind my back and hand it to him. His eyes widen as he takes in the bag. “Please, don’t fight me on it. I just …”
“Harper, this is …” He stares at the bag.
“Open it,” I push him.
He pulls out the green box, and I can see his brows pulled together, he then opens the box and gasps at what’s inside. “Harper.”
“I know. Okay. It’s a lot but I just … buying presents for people makes me happy. You said this was one of your dream watches, and I just had to buy it for you. I’m not good with my words expressing things, so I kind of do it via presents.”
“Harper, this watch is like fifty grand. I don’t think I deserve this,” he says, staring at me.
“I do,” I answer, swallowing hard.
Those hazel eyes look up at me and a moment passes between us. “Come here,” he commands, placing the watch on the table beside him. He reaches out and pulls me back into his lap as I straddle him. “Thank you. I don’t know what I did to deserve you in my life, but I am thankful for you every single day.” That is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. “You make me happy, Harper.”
Oh. “I do?”
“Yes. I don’t know where I would be if I hadn’t met you on the boat that day. I sure as hell know I wouldn’t be feeling the way I am now. I’d probably still be wallowing in self-pity. You saved me.”
“You saved me, too.” I run my fingers across his jaw, feeling the stubble against my fingertips.
“The universe had plans and it was for us to meet that day.” He chuckles.
“The universe is kind of kinky,” I tease.
“She is.” He smirks. “I’ll never forget seeing you for the first time, fuck, you blew me away. I thought there was no way in hell a woman like you would go for a guy like me.”
“What, an older woman?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “Honestly, I thought you were around my age.” Aw, that’s sweet. “No. Someone as sophisticated and as beautiful as you. You were so out of my league.”
“Really. You thought that?” I ask, surprised.
“I had a crush on you instantly. Still do,” he confesses. Aw, this man. He is single-handedly breaking down the stupid walls I’ve constructed around my heart.
“Felix.”
He shakes his head. “There’s nothing you can say that is going to change my mind. I like you, Harper. Like really like you and it’s okay if you don’t like me back like that.”
“I just agreed to be your girlfriend, I like you, Felix.” I smirk.
“You like my dick.” He grins.
“That I do, very much so. But I also like hanging out with you. I don’t normally like people in my personal space, but my space doesn’t feel right when you’re not there in it now.”
Felix seems surprised by my admission. “So, you like me then, more than a fake decoy boyfriend?” he asks, wrapping his arms around me.
“Yes. I don’t buy fake decoy boyfriends their dream watch.”
“That’s good to know.” His fingers grip my ass tightly. “Now are you going to let me thank you properly for the watch?”
I bite my bottom lip. “You can do whatever you want with me?”
“Is that so?” He grins mischievously. “You have no idea what kind of power that is, so many scenarios are going through my mind. There are too many things I want to do to you.”
“You just have to name one.” I grin at him.
“Just one. Take this dress off then,” he demands. Reaching behind me, I unzip the dress from my body, pull it up over my head, and throw it behind us. Felix groans as he notices the underwear I was wearing under the dress. “You were hiding this, under that?” He runs his finger along the delicate lace of my bra. “Your tits are phenomenal.” He grins as his finger slides underneath the lace and over my hardening nipple.
“I think you need to take off your shirt, too,” I say as I start to grind myself against him. He reaches behind him and pulls off his shirt.
“Is that better?” He grins as I take in his muscles, letting my hands run all over his body before they dip between us. He groans as my hand runs over his cock.
“Think you need to get rid of these,” I tell him.
“You might be right.” He lifts me up with one arm, pulling his pants down with the other before depositing me back in his lap. He then kicks his pants away leaving him naked on my sofa. I can get it steam-cleaned after we leave. Those hazel eyes look up at me, and I see nothing but heat swirling beneath them until I hear the ripping of fabric, and he’s tearing my underwear from me.
“Felix,” I squeal, those knickers were expensive.
“Babe, I’ll buy you more.” He grins, and I can’t stay mad at him because the next thing I know, he is sliding his fingers inside me and I have to hold onto his shoulders. “Take your bra off, I want to see your tits bounce as I fuck you,” Felix asks. He has such a kink for my tits. I do as he asks and take the bra off, otherwise, it may go in the same way as my underwear. “Fuck, yes.” He hisses as my breasts are released, and he leans in and nips my nipple making me moan. “I love fucking hearing that sound,” he says as his teeth pluck the other one while his fingers move inside me, I can hear with each pluck of my nipples the wetter he is making me. His magic fingers continue to push me higher and higher while sucking on my breasts until I can’t take it anymore and he pushes me over the edge, making me scream as he continues to finger fuck me through my orgasm, through the wetness that is pooling between us until I can’t take it anymore.
“I … need … you.” I pant as he slowly pulls his fingers out of me.
“I know.” He grins, bringing his drenched fingers to his mouth and sucking them dry. Why is that so hot? A whimper falls from my lips, then he slides his cock between my folds teasing me. “Beg for my cock, Harper,” he demands.
“Please.”
“And?” He smirks.
“I need your cock.”
“How much?” he questions as he continues to drive me crazy sliding his cock between my folds.
“Desperately,” I beg him.
“And you don’t want anyone else’s cock, right?” he asks.
I shake my head. “Please, fuck me, Felix.” With one hard thrust, he enters me, making us both hiss and moan. I fall forward and hold onto his shoulders as he continues to fuck me.
“This is mine,” Felix growls as his thumb slides over my clit making my legs shake.
“Yes,” I moan as he continues to make me delirious, as his cock fills me.
“Lean back, hands on my knees,” he commands. I do as I am told, and he sinks even deeper inside me. My fingers dig into his knees as I hang on for dear life. He then leans forward, and nothing feels better than when he starts teasing my nipples with his tongue while fucking me. I never knew nipple play was such a turn-on until him, I guess none of the other guys I’ve been with were into my breasts like Felix seems to be. He has a slight obsession with them, he always falls asleep with one in his hand, and I secretly like that he’s obsessed with them. Is that wrong to like that? You’re going to miss it when he’s gone. That is true.
Enjoy him while you can, Harper.