Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
Adalyn
A couple of days had passed, and I hadn’t seen or heard from Harrison. It was nine a.m., and today was the day we were supposed to go shopping for fixtures. Just as I picked up my phone to send him a text, one from him came through.
“Guess where I am?”
“Where?”
“At the hotel. I just knocked on the door to your suite only to find out you aren’t staying here anymore.”
“And why are you there?”
“Because we’re supposed to go shopping, and I was going to take you to breakfast first. Send me your new address, and I’ll pick you up.”
I sighed as I typed my address and sent it to him. I wasn’t ready, so I went into the bathroom and threw on some makeup. The knock at the door startled me, and when I answered it, Harrison stood there with his arms folded and an unpleasant look on his face.
“You couldn’t have told me you weren’t staying at the hotel anymore? And why aren’t you dressed?”
“I didn’t expect you to be here so early. As for moving out of the hotel, I haven’t talked to you in two days. Where have you been hiding?” I walked to the bathroom.
“I haven’t been hiding anywhere. I’ve been busy. You could have at least sent a text to let me know you moved.”
“You’re right. That was rude of me not to let you know you weren’t losing money anymore,” I shouted from the bathroom. “And why didn’t you call or text me last night to let me know about breakfast? Had you done so, I would have told you I had moved. So, it’s not my fault you went to the hotel because of your lack of communication.”
“Excuse me?” he spoke as he leaned his sexy body against the door frame with his arms folded. “Lack of communication?”
“Yes. Lack of communication. I don’t hear from you in two days, and you show up at the hotel without so much of a warning?”
“How the hell did I know you’d leave and move into this astonishingly small apartment?”
“I like it here,” I spoke as I tried to walk past him, but he wouldn’t move. “Excuse me. I need to get dressed.”
His mesmerizing eyes stared into mine as he brought his hand up and softly stroked my cheek. Oh, God. I needed to stay strong because, at that moment, I was melting, no matter how much anger I had inside me.
“Are you sure you want to get dressed this second?” he softly spoke as his lips brushed mine.
That was it. I was done for. Everything I said and promised went out the window between his lips on mine and his hand that reached into the opening of my silk robe and softly caressed my bare breast. Our kiss intensified as he untied my robe, picked me up, and carried me to the bedroom. He quickly stripped out of his clothing, spread my legs, and ran his tongue up my inner thigh. He’d barely touched me, and I felt an orgasm already brewing. My breath became ragged as he explored me with his mouth, moving his tongue around my most sensitive and swollen area. Moans escaped me, and I could think of nothing else but the pleasure he gave me. I reached the point of no return as his mouth skillfully devoured me. With a tight grip on the sheets, I arched my back and sunk into euphoria.
“That was beautiful.” He smiled as his mouth made its way up my body and to my lips.
He climbed off me and reached into his wallet.
“Fuck!”
“What’s wrong?” I panted.
“I’m out of condoms. I could have sworn I had one left in here.”
“Come here,” I seductively spoke.
He hovered over me, and I lifted my head and kissed his lips.
“I’m on birth control, and I trust you’re clean.”
“I am. Thank you for trusting me.” The corners of his mouth curved upward.
He planted his hands on the bed and pushed himself up as he slid inside me. We both gasped at the sensation that overtook us.
“Jesus Christ, you feel incredible,” he moaned as he swiftly moved in and out of me.
The feeling was riveting as several pleasurable moans escaped us with each stroke. He halted, rolled over on his back, and pulled me on top of him.
“I want to watch you fuck me,” he said as his hands fondled my breasts.
As I rode him, my hips moved back and forth, and I watched his face light up. The orgasmic feeling rose as I picked up the pace, and his hands firmly gripped my hips, holding me down, so he was buried deep inside me.
“Come with me!” he commanded as his hips moved up and down.
We both let out sexual moans as we came at the same time.
“Fuck.” His voice strained.
I collapsed on top of him, my body weak with pleasure as we both tried to regain our breath. He brought his hand to the back of my head and held me down as our heart rates slowed.
I lifted my head and smiled at him.
“Can I get dressed now?”
“Yes. Go get dressed.” He kissed my lips.