18. Harley
harley
. . .
“ L et me call the car?—”
“This is what I want,” Laura cut in, her voice sharp. “Or was all that about giving me anything and everything I want a lie to get me in bed?”
I pressed my lips together in a harsh line to suppress a smile as heat rampaged through my body at realizing she was thinking about me that way.
Finally.
But that didn’t stop my worry.
Our beautiful, clear night had turned to storms the minute we started walking back to the hotel from the restaurant. It would have been a perfect night to walk along the sand, but the weather had different plans.
The rain was light and warm, but that didn’t mean I wanted Laura to walk through it.
I glanced down at her. There was a smug smirk playing on her lips as she walked down the rainy streets after asking me that question.
Her hair was beginning to stick to her face and her shirt was getting wet, but what had my breath catching in my throat wasn’t how revealing the clothes were becoming or how decadent she looked wet.
It was the pure amusement on her face.
This was the same girl I almost had to drag away from her job. The workaholic. The person who threw a fit and tried to get me killed just because she didn’t want to sign a contract with me.
And here she is now, having the best time making me bend to her will.
I could see right through her. I could see how much she wanted to be in control. How smug and fulfilled she felt when I professed my undying love for her, even though she might not believe it. She wanted to see how far she could take it. How far she could push my buttons.
She wants me to snap.
Does she like the monster in me? Does she want it to come out to play?
“I’m not lying about what I would do for you,” I said as I placed my arm around her shoulders, pulling her into me.
I expected her to pull away, but she stayed.
The warmth of her skin against mine was even better than I dreamed.
“But all I want is to make sure you are safe, happy, and healthy. Walking at night in the rain hinders that goal.”
“I thought your goal was to make me fall in love with you.” Her eyes flashed to mine, a daringness in her tone.
“One, I’m allowed to have more than one goal, and two, that was not in the contract, counselor,” I teased.
A smile pulled at her lips.
“Fine, I’ll concede to that, but isn’t that the ultimate goal? Why else would you go to such lengths to keep me tied to your side?”
I paused and turned her to me.
“Because I’m selfish, Laura,” I admitted.
“Because I love you, and while I want you to love me too, I know you don’t.
Not yet, at least. So yes, in my twisted mind you will love me back at some point, but until then I’m not sorry about what I did, the blackmail, or the contract.
Not when all of it brought you to me like this.
And I promise to treat you better than you’ve ever been treated in your life. I know you deserve it.”
“You don’t even know me,” she whispered. For the first time that night—maybe ever—her eyes fell to my lips.
Maybe it was the wine. Maybe it was the fact that it was only the two of us walking the empty street in the middle of a storm.
Whatever it was, for the first time Laura let me inch closer. She leaned into me. She tilted her neck up.
“I know enough,” I whispered back. “I see you, my love.”
It was the moment I had been waiting for. And she was the one initiating it. I was giddy, and I wanted to take her mouth, but I also didn’t want to move. Didn’t want to breathe. All for fear that I would somehow break this trance between us.
“Ms. Hart!” A voice called from the side. The sound of a car screeching to a stop caused both Laura’s and my head to snap to the intruder.
The driver had somehow found us, even though I never called him. He parked the car and rushed out with an umbrella.
I suddenly felt out of control. I never had the urge to kill someone without caring who saw. Fuck the consequences. All I could think of was my hand wrapped around his neck and my fists pounding into his face until he?—
I turned to Laura, thinking she’d turn him down, and she smirked at me.
“Perfect timing,” Laura told him, placing her arm around my waist and pulling me to the car. “My feet were getting tired.”
The driver sent her a smile and wasted no time helping her into the car. When she turned to me, waiting for me to follow her in, I raised a brow at her. There was no denying the flash of amusement that crossed her face.
Everything and anything you’ve ever yearned for, I’d said.
Damn it. She had me on a leash and she fucking knew it.
We were quiet on the way back. I was still pissed off at the driver. Still wondering who had defiled our room. Wondering which room they’d prepared for us and if it would be enough for my Laura.
I got the key, and we went up in the elevator in silence, and then…
I was dreaming. I had to be.
There’s no fucking way .
One minute I was showing Laura into our hotel room, and the next, just as I was about to turn on the lights, her hands were on my chest, pushing me against the wall. She shut and locked the door behind us in a single motion and pushed her body up against mine.
What’s happening? My mind was whirling. My body was frozen. My heart was racing in my chest.
My hands gripped her shoulders, forcing her to keep her body against mine. I didn’t want to let her go. I couldn’t.
She leaned closer, her eyes shining in the darkness.
For the first time since being near here, a new fear sprouted in my mind. Her words rushed through my head.
I’d never hurt you.
But you want to.
At the first brush of her lips against mine, all thoughts left my mind. Whatever steel strings had been holding me back snapped. One hand wrapped her hip, the other reached for her hair.
Only she had already taken it down from its usual ponytail. This was not professional Laura; this was Laura letting go.
Fuck. She is more ready than I thought.
Her lips opened, her tongue darting into my mouth in a teasing motion. I could still taste the wine on her.
I had no time for whatever silly games she wanted to play. I had no more patience for her to test. And I was about to show her I was nothing like the sorry excuse for lovers she’d had before me.
So I devoured her. I kissed her like I needed her to breathe. Like the rabid animal she believed me to be .
Her back hit the opposite wall before I even knew that I had pushed her into it. The hand on her hip was pushing up her shirt while I stood between her legs. The other lifted up her bra to expose her breasts.
I broke our kiss so I could trail my lips and tongue down her skin. She arched into me, her breathless moan like music to my ears, urging me to go lower until I could pull a pert nipple into my mouth.
She was the one who took the rest of her shirt off while I was occupied with her beautiful breasts, kissing, sucking, licking, and rolling her nipple between my fingers.
I couldn’t get enough of the little noises she made. I needed to hear more. Needed to feel more. Needed to taste more.
Pleasuring her took over my brain. I couldn’t stop.
And when my teeth grazed her sensitive nipple… Fuck . The whine she let out was so potent I swore it could end wars.
I launched myself up her body, fusing my lips to hers.
“If I don’t fuck you right now, I’m going to lose my mind,” I growled against her lips.
“We wouldn’t want that now, would we?” she teased, and without missing a beat, her hands were pushing down her pants and underwear.
I pulled away so I could watch her reaction as I trailed my hand down her chest, her abdomen, and then between her legs.
I groaned when my fingertips met the wetness that waited for me.
“You try to deny us,” I murmured against her, nipping at her lips. My fingers pushed through her folds to her wet entrance and then back to her clit. “How can you deny us when your body reacts like this?”
“My body wants pleasure,” she said breathlessly, tilting her head up for another kiss, but I pulled away.
I needed to see her. Needed to watch as she fell victim to my touches regardless of what her mouth said and how she was rationalizing this .
I pulled my fingers away.
“Your body wants pleasure… Or your body wants me to give you pleasure?”
“Harley, I swear to God…”
“Don’t worry, my love. I know your answer to that.”
With a smile, I pushed two fingers into her. She hadn’t pushed her pants all the way down, so there wasn’t much room to do as I pleased, but it was enough to tease her.
The hooded, needy look on her face was the only thing keeping me from taking her the way I wanted. I needed this moment to last. So I pumped my fingers slowly, allowing her to jerk her hips against me. A slow, steady pace that gave me all the control.
But I knew that wouldn’t last long.
“More,” she commanded.
“More what, my love?” I asked and leaned down to drag my tongue across her neck. “Use your words.”
Her hands were in my hair, pulling me back with enough force for a pained hiss to leave my lips. A sinful smile spread across her face, telling me that this was just another game she was playing.
“I guess someone’s just a lot of talk, huh?” she asked as she used her other hand to grab my wrist and force it against her cunt harder.
There should have been something degrading about her using me as a toy. But it only made me that much more ravenous for her.
I let her take over for a few moments, enjoying the way her wet cut gripped my fingers and especially the satisfied look that crossed her face when she thought she had me in a chokehold.
But just as her eyes were about to flutter closed, I pulled completely away from her, tearing my hand from between her legs and untangling her from my hair.
I watched as her eyes opened wide as I flipped her over. The sudden movement had her letting out a noise of surprise as she was pushed against the wall. I used my body to pin her against it and finally pushed her pants down to her ankles .
I hooked my foot through them, making sure she wouldn’t be able to shimmy them off when I wasn’t looking.
“Tell me if I’m being too rough with you, my love,” I whispered in her ear. “A safe word. Pick one.”
She let out a gasp when my fingers pushed into her from behind. This time, I didn’t bother going slow. I pounded my fingers in and out, deep and fast, giving that greedy pussy of hers everything it wanted.
She arched her back into me, her moans filling the silent room around us.
“That’s all you got?” she asked breathlessly. “Is this supposed to worry me?”
Fuck. Her talking back to me while I was knuckles deep in her pussy had my own cunt fluttering. I was a wet mess, and she hadn’t even touched me yet.
“Safe word,” I reminded her and nipped at her shoulder blade. When I slipped a third finger in, she whined.
“ Lenard .”
I let out a chuckle. “Good girl,” I purred. “Now let’s get you an orgasm before moving on to the main event, shall we?”
“You’re cocky,” she said with a huff. “I’m not even close?—”
I slipped my other hand around her front and found her clit with ease.
“Really?” I planted a kiss on her earlobe. “Are you really going to lie to me when I can feel your cunt gripping the life out of my fingers?”
To prove my point, I curled my fingers inside her and put more pressure on her clit.
“I’m going to have so much fun with you tonight,” I whispered in her ear. “Tie you up. Give you orgasm after orgasm until you’re begging me to stop. You’ll pass out from the pleasure only to be woken up by my tongue in your cunt.”
“Let me guess, you want to mark me as yours?”
Even while she was about to lose herself to me, she still had the nerve to talk back .
The image she painted was sinful. My marks on her body. Maybe even my name carved into her skin.
I wanted to write it in her blood. Taste it as it mixed with her cum.
“Only if you beg.”
She was preparing a response, but the orgasm came before her lips could force the words out. Her body tensed, a long, drawn-out moan escaped her, and wetness coated my hands as her cunt fluttered around me.
“Perfect,” I cooed. “Such a beautiful, well-behaved girl you are, my love. Now get on the bed. I’m not done with you.”
I expected her to fight, but instead she merely pushed away from the wall.
She kicked her pants off before sauntering to the bed, all while looking at me over her shoulder.
Teasing me. She slowly got on her knees on the bed and bent forward, inviting me.
The room was dark, but the light from outside gave me the perfect view of her naked body.
She’s breathtaking.
Even more so when she turned over and opened her legs wide for me.