Chapter Fourteen
Pierce
“I need you too, babe. So damn much.”
Harley’s not the only one who’s shaking now. In my case, that’s got nothing to do with the crash, though. It’s because of what’s happening between us… and what’s about to happen. I’ve never responded this way before, but I’m not gonna question it. After all, I’ve never been in this situation in my life, have I? Not with someone I love.
I stand, bringing her with me. She wraps her legs around me, my hands beneath her ass, and although the robe slides down her arm a little further, she doesn’t seem too worried. In fact, all she does is stare at me as I carry her through to the bedroom. She looks so sexy, with her hair more than a little disheveled, now she’s removed her braid, and my robe practically falling off of her, and I make my way to the bed, letting her slide slowly down my body.
I left the bedside lamp on earlier, when I came in to get changed, and as I step away from her, the robe falls open, exposing the top of her right breast and revealing a narrow swathe of flesh. I let my eyes roam, sucking in a breath, my cock hardening to painful proportions.
“You’re not wearing any underwear,” I whisper, nudging the robe from her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor.
“I was soaked to the skin.”
I smile at her, noticing the tension in her eyes, wondering if she feels disadvantaged, and I pull down my sweatpants, stepping out of them to reveal I’m not wearing anything underneath, either.
“So was I,” I say, taking no more than a second or two to pull my t-shirt over my head, so we’re both naked.
She lowers her head, her eyes widening as she raises them to mine again, the tension replaced by something else. Excitement? Apprehension? I can’t be sure. And it doesn’t seem like the time to ask. It feels like the time for actions, not words, so I lift her into my arms, lowering her onto the mattress, her head on the pillows, and then I crawl up over her body.
She’s even more perfect than I expected… her breasts firm, with large, hard nipples, which I dip my head to lick, my tongue playing over one, while my fingers tweak at the other. She gasps in a sharp breath, whispering out my name, and then I feel her hand clasp over the back of my head.
“Pierce… Pierce…” she murmurs, over and over. I’ve never heard anything more glorious than my name on her lips, and I nip at her with my teeth, making her squeal, her body squirming beneath mine.
I lean up slightly, and then drop gentle kisses onto each of her breasts before I work my way downward, over her flat stomach. I glance up at her, to find she’s resting her hands at the top of her breasts and has raised her head, watching my progress.
“You’re so sexy,” I whisper, and she bites on her bottom lip as I shimmy down the bed and settle between her legs, where I’m greeted with a neat triangle of light blonde hair. She tips her hips upward, and I part her lips with my fingers, running my tongue from her entrance to her clit, flicking it over her.
“Yes! Oh, yes…”
I smile at her response, tasting her sweetness, and lapping up her flowing juices as she rolls her hips, bringing her hand down onto the back of my head once more.
“That’s so good. That’s so, so good.”
I push her legs up and outward a little further, giving myself better access to her, and then suck her sweet clit between my teeth, before licking it gently, treating her tenderly, and then nibbling at her, the change in intensity driving her crazy.
“I can’t… I can’t,” she says, struggling to speak, and I know she’s close, using my fingers to part her lips a little wider, holding her open, and lapping my tongue hard against her. She raises her hips, her thighs shaking, and then she screams out my name, bringing her legs together, clamping them on either side of my head as her orgasm hits her. Words fall from her lips, some of them coherent mutterings of joy, and urgings for more, others merely sounds that mean nothing… and everything.
She calms slowly, her body twitching back to normal, and I crawl back up over her again, bending my head and kissing her.
“You taste so sweet,” I whisper, flicking my tongue against hers as she continues to quiver beneath me. She brings her arms up around my neck, parting her legs wider still, and I reach between us, palming my cock, and finding her entrance. She tenses, and I stop, pulling back and raising myself above her. “What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing.”
“Then why are you so tense?” I can see the strain in her muscles, and I lower myself to my elbows. “You know I won’t hurt you.”
She blinks a couple of times, letting her hands drift down my arms, watching her fingers as they play across my tattoos, before she raises her eyes to mine again, and says, “Yes, you will.”
“No, I…” She raises her right hand and places a finger over my lips, silencing me.
“You will, Pierce.” I shake my head, pulling her hand away.
“I won’t. It’s not possible. I couldn’t hurt you, babe. I wouldn’t know how.”
She smiles, just lightly. “You won’t want to, or even mean to, but you will hurt me, my love. I—I’ve never done this before, you see, so you won’t be able to help yourself.”
I lean up again, staring down at her. “You’ve never…?”
“No,” she interrupts me, although she doesn’t seem to know what to say next, and I fill the silence myself.
“How?” I say, although I know that’s not enough, and I add, “How is that possible? You’re too beautiful for someone not to have…”
She chuckles, smiling up at me. “There have been offers, from men who were a lot nicer about it than Kaiden, and I won’t say I haven’t been tempted over the years.”
“Then what’s held you back?”
“You,” she says simply. “I was waiting for you, Pierce. You’re the only person I’ve ever wanted to do this with.”
Her admission hits me hard, as I recall all the times I’ve sought her advice about other women, and although we’ve already discussed my mistakes, knowing how she feels, and how she’s felt for quite some time, I don’t feel as though I’ve apologized enough for the damage I must have done. I dip my head, resting it against hers.
“How have you put up with me?” I ask. “Why have you put up with me?”
“Because I love you. I’ve always loved you.”
“I know. But I’ve put you through hell… dating other women, telling you all about them, asking your advice. If our roles had been reversed and you’d done that to me, I don’t know what I’d have done, but it wouldn’t have been pretty. I don’t understand why you’d wanna talk to me, let alone spend time with me, or make love with me.”
She raises her hand, caressing my cheek with her fingertips. “I’ll say it again… it’s because I love you.”
“I wish I’d known sooner,” I say, raising my head, and looking down at her. “I’m sorry I didn’t…”
She places her finger over my lips again. “Can you stop apologizing? In fact, can you stop talking, and make love to me?”
I smile, taking her hand, kissing the palm and lowering it, holding it beside her head, while I reach between us again, palming my cock for the second time and rubbing it along her folds, up and down, several times, teasing her clit until she’s breathing hard, and writhing against me.
“Pierce?” she says, looking up into my eyes.
“It’s okay. Just relax.”
I nudge against her entrance, pushing inside and watch her, our eyes locked, as I flex my hips, taking her virginity with that one simple move. The movement might be simple, but the moment isn’t lost on either of us. Harley lets out a yelp of pain, which stabs at my heart, distracting me for a second… although it’s only a second. Once that moment is over, even though I haven’t moved an inch, I’m so filled up with love, my heart feels like it might burst. Harley breathes, long and deep, taking her time to acclimatize to the feeling of being penetrated, and then she nods her head, giving me the most perfect smile and raising her legs just a little.
I take her other hand, bringing it up on the other side of her head, pinning her to the mattress, wanting this to be everything we both need it to be, as I edge deeper inside her, inch by inch, feeling her walls tighten around me, and letting out a sigh when I can go no further. I want to take her… I need to take her. So damn hard. And yet I want to stay right where I am, savoring this most perfect moment. She’s so tight, gripping my cock from base to tip, her muscles rippling and clenching as she adapts to this new experience.
“That feels so good,” she says, closing her eyes just for a second.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore?”
“No. But you’re very deep inside me.”
“I’m meant to be.”
I love this. I love her innocence. Having to explain is new to me, and doing so with Harley just makes this even more special than it already was.
“Are you meant to stretch me this much?” she asks.
I tip my head one way and then the other. “The stretch might not always be this noticeable. It’s your first time, babe, so you’re gonna feel it.”
I lean down, letting my lips brush over hers, not making too much of the kiss, but just keeping it gentle, so she can focus on me pulling out of her, getting almost all the way there, with just the tip of my cock still inside her, as I pause, ready to slide back in again. I want her to feel every move, cherish every second, just like I am, and I give her the first few inches, taking it slow, just as she twists her head to one side, breaking our kiss, and the moment.
“Is something wrong?” I ask, leaning up and looking down at her. She nods her head, and although I leave my cock inside her, just where it was, I pull back a little further, so I can see her properly.
She’s smiling, which seems like a good thing, although there’s no doubting something isn’t right.
“I—I wanted that to be exactly how it was,” she says. “More than anything, I wanted to feel you like that, but before we do too much more, I feel I should ask… do you have any condoms?”
I panic and pull all the way out of her, making her wince as I realize my mistake, lowering myself over her again.
“Shit. I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”
“A little.”
I pull her into my arms, holding her tight against me, my lips dusting over her cheek and down to her neck. “I’m so sorry, babe.”
“It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
I raise my head, gazing down at her. “Sure?”
“Positive.” She’s smiling, nodding her head.
“I’m sorry about the condom, too,” I say, brushing a stray hair behind her ear.
“Don’t be. Like I said, I really wanted it to be like that, with no barriers between us… at least for that one moment. But we can’t…”
“No, we can’t. Although I should have been the one to think about it.”
I shake my head, and she reaches up, resting her hands on my biceps. “I kinda like that you didn’t,” she whispers. “Aside from the fact that I got to feel you, it proves you were preoccupied… and that feels good.”
I smile, leaning in to kiss her. “I was more than preoccupied, babe.”
She chuckles, and I reach over to the nightstand, grabbing a condom from the top drawer.
“Can I watch?” she asks and I nod my head, kneeling up and ripping through the foil packet with my teeth, which makes her giggle. No-one’s ever watched me do this so avidly, but I enjoy being the center of Harley’s world, and take my time, rolling the condom over my cock, my eyes never leaving hers, as she stares, fascinated by my every move.
Once I’m done, I lean over her again and she rests her head back on the pillow. “I apologize,” I say, getting serious once more. “I’ve never forgotten to use protection before. Preoccupied or not, I don’t know what came over me.”
“Do you think it could be love?” she asks, a smile touching her lips.
“It’s definitely love, babe,” I whisper, and I gaze into her eyes as I part her legs a little wider and push inside her. She gasps and I hold still. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I love how that feels.”
“I love how tight you are.”
She licks her lips, which makes my dick twitch inside her, and she gasps again. “What happened?” she asks.
“My cock got a little excited at the sight of you licking your lips.”
“Licking my lips?” She frowns, like she’s confused, and I have to smile.
“Yeah… blame my vivid imagination, and the prospect of all the things I wanna do with you.”
She thinks for a moment, and then obviously sees the light, a slight blush creeping up her cheeks.
“Oh,” she says, and I lower myself down over her.
“Hey… just because I have a vivid imagination doesn’t mean we have to do anything you don’t feel comfortable with.”
“Let’s see how we feel later, shall we? Right now, I just wanna keep doing this.” She flexes her hips up toward me and my cock responds, practically begging me to take her.
I lean up again, so I can see her properly, and then I start to move, taking it slow to start with, relishing each inward and outward stroke. She moans and sighs, arching her back, her nipples hardening, and I up the pace just slightly, wondering if she’s close.
“Oh…” she says. “Oh, I like that.” I smile and roll my hips as I take her just a little harder. “And that,” she says. Her eyes widen slightly. “I can feel you… I can feel you so deep inside me.”
“I can go deeper.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. You wanna try?” She nods her head, and I chuckle, loving her enthusiasm, as I pull out of her, being more careful this time, then bring her legs up onto my shoulders, leaning over her. “Let me know if this hurts,” I say, thrusting all the way back inside.
She sucks in a breath, taking a moment to adjust, and I hold still, balls deep, on the edge of paradise.
“That’s so much deeper,” she says, grinding out the words.
“Is it too much?”
“No.”
I pull back, pausing long enough for her to tip her head, wondering what I’m gonna do, and then I slam back into her, making her scream out a loud, long, “Yes!”
“You want my cock?”
“Yes.”
“You wanna take every inch of me inside you?”
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
I pull all the way out, giving her just a moment without me and then tease her with the tip of my cock, letting it rest against her entrance.
“You want it?”
“Yes. Please, Pierce… Please.”
I love hearing her say might name like that, and I hammer into her, over and over, taking her hard, giving her everything I’ve got.
“You look so good, stretched around my cock,” I whisper, studying her perfect pussy as I drill her, harder and harder. I’m not holding anything back, and neither is she, both of us uttering incoherent words of love, between moans and sighs, until her breathing changes, her sighs become louder, and her eyes widen.
“P—Pierce…?”
“Go with it, babe. Let me feel you come on my cock.”
Her cry shatters the air, her body thrashing beneath me, as pleasure claims her, her climax taking ownership of every sound and movement. She’s so tight around me it almost hurts, but I ride out the waves of her orgasm, watching as she writhes through it, and slowly but surely returns to me, her limbs still twitching, even as she smiles up at me, a picture of satisfaction.
“That looked good,” I say, lowering her legs to the mattress and leaning in to kiss her.
“It felt sublime.”
“You want some more?”
“Can we?”
I smile. “Of course.”
I pull out of her, which seems to take her by surprise, although I don’t give her time to question what I’m doing, and instead, I flip her over onto her front, making her yelp in surprise.
“Oh, man… your ass,” I say, diverted by the sight before me.
“What about it?” She looks back at me over her shoulder.
“It’s perfect.” I run my hands over her soft, peachy skin, and she wriggles her ass, edging backward. “You still want it deep?” I ask, just to make sure as I settle between her parted legs.
“Yes.”
I tease my cock against her entrance, until she’s panting hard, beside herself with need, and then I thrust inside her.
“Take me, Pierce. I need you.”
“You’ve got me.”
I hold her hips, flexing mine into her, loving how she rocks back and forth, making a perfect rhythm with me. It’s like we’re meant to be, and as much as I’d love to keep going for longer, I feel a familiar tingling at the base of my spine.
“I’m close, babe… real close.” She nods her head, like she’s waiting for me to come… like she doesn’t realize, and I hold still inside her. “I need you to come again first,” I whisper, just about in control of my voice.
“I can’t,” she says.
“Yes, you can.”
I reach around with my right hand, finding her hardened clit, and as I start to move again, I rub it in soft circular motions. She gasps, parting her legs a little wider, and I stroke her just a little harder… just a little faster.
“Oh… Pierce,” she says, her voice cracking slightly.
She takes another couple of seconds before she tips over the edge, her tight walls clamping around me, as she screams my name, even louder than before. That’s all too much for me, and I slam hard into her one more time, losing my mind as I fill her, my body pulsing through the most explosive orgasm of my life.
I fall forward onto her, my front to her back, and pull her over, so we’re on our sides, still joined… at least for the time being.
“Thank you,” I whisper, and she turns, looking up at me.
“Why are you thanking me?”
“Because you made that so damn special.”
“I think that was mostly you,” she says, smiling up at me, and I dip my head, kissing her. She kisses me back, our tongues flickering, my arms tight around her, and I feel my bone-hard cock twitch inside her. “What did your cock get excited about that time?” she asks, pulling back as it happens again, and she gasps, then smiles up at me, raising her eyebrows.
“The first time was just the feeling of you in my arms, and the way our tongues touched like they did. That was really sensual.”
“And the second?” she asks.
“That was hearing the word ‘cock’ leave your sexy lips.”
“My lips aren’t sexy,” she says.
“They are to my cock.”
She giggles and I pull out of her, making her pout. “Where are you going?” she asks.
“One of the many downsides to using condoms is that I can’t stay inside you for too long after we’ve finished. I have to go to the bathroom.”
“Oh,” she says. “Will you be long?”
“No. I’ll be back before you know it.”
I kiss her on the tip of her nose, and then on her lips before I slide my arm out from under her, and get off of the bed. She turns over on her back, a smile forming on her lips as she bites on the bottom one, and before I’m tempted to do anything about that, I dash from the room.
It only takes me a few minutes to dispose of the condom and wash up, and I return to find she’s thrown back the covers, although I’m pleased to say she hasn’t pulled them up over her and is lying, gloriously naked, with her head on the pillows, still smiling, just like she was a moment ago.
“Are you okay?” I ask, standing beside the bed.
She nods her head, then raises herself onto her elbows, her eyes drifting over my chest, then roaming lower, widening as they go.
“You can’t be serious,” she whispers.
I climb onto the bed beside her, shaking my head. “Just because I’m still hard doesn’t mean we have to do anything about it. If you’re sore…” I let my voice fade as she nods again.
“I am a little, but at least now I know why.”
“Because it was your first time,” I say, lying beside her as she lowers her head and turns to face me.
“That, and because you’re enormous.”
“I’m not sure about that, babe, but if I am, you can’t be surprised. You saw me naked before we started all this.”
“I know… but I guess I was preoccupied.”
“You too?”
“Yeah.”
“It must be love, then.”
“I guess so,” she says, raising her head as I dip mine and our lips meet. I deepen the kiss, exploring her mouth with my tongue as I feel her hand slide around my cock.
“I take it you’re not ready to stop?” I murmur, breaking the kiss.
“No. I’m not done exploring yet,” she says, licking her lips in a very deliberate, very sexy move, which makes my cock spasm in her hand. She glances at me and tilts her head as her fingers caress me, gliding up and down my shaft.
“Oh, fuck, babe,” I moan, turning onto my back and closing my eyes, wallowing in her touch. She keeps it gentle, her hand just skimming over me, until she brings the other one into play. The feeling of having both of her hands on me is pure joy and I open my eyes in time to see her shimmy down the bed and lean over, taking me in her mouth. “Yes…” I hiss between gritted teeth, struggling for control. The sight of Harley with my cock in her mouth is beyond anything I’ve ever imagined, and she swirls her tongue around the tip a couple of times, then takes me a little deeper. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” I ask, and she looks up at me, our eyes meeting as she pulls back, releasing me.
“No.”
“Seriously?”
“I haven’t done anything before… except kissing. I’ve kissed, or rather been kissed, a few times.”
“You’re clearly a natural,” I say and she smiles, flicking her tongue over the tip of my cock before she takes the head in her mouth, changing position slightly, so she can suck on the first few inches. That’s all she can manage for now, and I’m okay with that. I’m more than okay with it, and I reach down, pulling her hair up behind her head, so I can see her better. She bobs up and down, her hands on either side of my shaft, like she’s worshiping my cock. “That’s a fabulous view,” I whisper. “But I can think of a better one.”
She turns her head, looking up at me and raising her eyebrows as I release her hair.
“Oh?” she says, freeing me, although she’s still holding my cock between her hands.
“Yeah. Come here.” I lift her up and over me, and she lets out a yelp of surprise as I set her down again, facing the end of the bed, one knee on either side of me. She’s not quite in the right place, so I edge down slightly, until her pussy is directly above my face, and I lean up, licking from her clit to her entrance and back again.
“Oh,” she groans. “Oh… yes.”
She lowers her hips, making it easier… and easier still when she parts her legs, exposing her perfect clit to my tongue. I don’t tell her what to do, but it seems I don’t need to, as within seconds, I feel her lips close around my cock again. We feast on each other, but mouths and tongues aren’t enough, and she uses her hands, too, letting them slide up and down my shaft, one on either side. The sensation is incredible and, unable to help myself, I raise my hips, needing more. She moans, parting her legs even wider still, and I add a finger to the mix, rubbing it over her, and then inserting it, knuckle-deep inside her. She rocks against me, pushing her pelvis down onto my face, as I force mine up, hitting the back of her throat. There’s something feverish about this… something frantic and frenzied, like we can’t get enough of each other. I know I can’t get enough of her, and I suck her clit into my mouth, making her squeal.
She’s beside herself, close to coming, and so am I, although I can’t… not yet. I stop what I’m doing, although I leave my finger inside her, and pat her gently on the ass.
She moves her mouth from my cock and turns slightly.
“Is something wrong?” she asks, breathing hard. “I was really close, and…”
“I know. So was I. That’s why I stopped.” She goes to get off of me, clearly surprised by my reaction, but I hold her still. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to come in your mouth.”
She sucks in a breath, like she needs to fill her lungs with air, and says, “Oh. I hadn’t thought about that.”
“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. Swallowing isn’t to everyone’s taste.”
“What’s the alternative?” she asks, and I smile, even though she can’t see me.
“In this position? You’ll come on my face, which will be amazing… and I’ll give you fair warning, so you can pull back in time.”
“And where you will come?” she asks.
“All over the place, I imagine.”
She giggles and pauses, and then I feel her lick the tip of my cock. “There was a drip on the end,” she says. “That tasted kinda sweet.”
“Maybe. But that still doesn’t mean you have to swallow.”
“I don’t even know if I can,” she says. “Although I guess there’s only one way to find out.”
She lowers herself again, taking me in her mouth. “Is that your way of saying you wanna try?” I ask, and I feel her nod her head, my lips forming into a grin as I flick my tongue over her clit. She squirms down onto me, and I move my finger back and forth, in and out, flexing my hips at the same time. We’re both pretty desperate now, writhing our way to ecstasy, as she moans and sighs, her body shaking, her thighs trembling. She’s sore, and although I’d love to add a couple more fingers to the mix, I limit myself to adding a second, which pushes her over the edge, her body bucking against mine as she screams through her pleasure. The sight of her coming over my fingers like that is more than I can take, and as I try to focus on her pussy, and keeping her orgasm going, I let go down her throat. Great convulsions rock through me, my whole body tensing as she swallows me down, her tongue working my cock, sucking the very life out of me.
“Jesus… stop, babe… I can’t take it.” I’m struggling to speak and she releases my spasming cock, heaving air into her lungs before she collapses on top of me.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
“Yes. It’s just I’ve never felt anything quite like that before.”
“I’m sure you have,” she says, lifting herself up. She’s clearly exhausted, and I help her twist around, so she’s facing me, pulling her into my arms again. “I doubt that was your first time doing something like that.”
“No, it wasn’t.” I say, holding her body tight against mine. “But it’s never felt that powerful with anyone else.”
She looks into my eyes, tilting her head and biting on her bottom lip, like she’s unsure of herself, and I wonder if I should have made a comparison, or if I should have found another way to tell her how good that was. She said she wasn’t worried about my past, but that doesn’t give me the right to bring it up, or even allude to it… especially not at a time like this.
“Is that a good thing, though?” she says. “I mean, you asked me to stop. Does that mean I was hurting you?”
I smile, realizing she meant what she said. She’s not worried about my past at all. She’s far more concerned with the present… and the future. “No, but you were in danger of blowing my mind, so I had to stop you, even though it felt amazing.” I pull her a little further up my body, caressing her cheek with the backs of my fingers. “Did you like it?”
She nods her head. “I enjoyed being so intimately exposed to you,” she says, her chin resting on my chest.
“I liked that too. The view was… incredible.”
She smiles. “My view was pretty stunning, too.”
I chuckle. “Did you like swallowing?”
“Hmm… It was easier than I thought it would be.”
I lean up, kissing the tip of her nose. “Like I said… you’re a natural.”
“I may be,” she says, turning her head and resting it on my chest. “But I’m also exhausted. I need sleep, Pierce.”
“Then sleep, babe.” She goes to move off of me, but I keep a firm hold on her. “Don’t go. I need to feel you in my arms.”
“You want me to sleep on top of you?” she says, looking up at me.
“No. I need you to sleep on top of me.” I reach down, pulling up the covers. “That way, I know you’re safe.”
She smiles, nestling against me, and I hold her close, a smile touching at my lips as I caress her back, wrapping my legs around hers. She’s enveloped in me, and I like that. It seems she does, too, because it only takes a few minutes for her breathing to change, and I know she’s asleep.
I’m woken by the feeling of Harley’s body jolting in my arms, and a very slight cry.
“What’s wrong?” I whisper, holding her closer. Something clearly is, even if neither of us is fully awake. She shudders. “Harley? Was it a dream? Is that what woke you?”
“Not really. I just felt like I was falling.”
I tighten my grip on her. “Falling in general?” She shakes her head, stiffening slightly. “Or were you remembering the accident?” I ask.
“I was asleep,” she says. “I don’t see how I could have been remembering anything.”
I turn us over so we’re on our sides, facing each other, still wrapped up.
“Try not to think about it now.”
“I’m scared. I don’t even know what that was, but it felt so real.”
“It wasn’t, though. I’ve got you.”
“Keep saying that,” she murmurs.
“I’ve got you, babe, and I’m never letting you go.”
“Hold me. Please. Just hold me, Pierce. Tell me I’m safe.”
“There’s nowhere safer. I promise.”
I hold her close, tight against my chest, stroking her hair, and although she’s too tense for words, she whispers, “I love you,” against my skin, and it’s all I can do to keep it together.