Chapter 22
“Harper can knock on my door in the middle of the night whenever she wants.” ~ Kai
Kai
S omeone pounds on my front door and I startle awake. I scan the room. I’m in my living room on my couch with the television blaring. I must have fallen asleep while waiting for Harper to message me, she got home safe.
There’s another knock on the door. I wish I could say this is an unusual occurrence but when Zane and Miles are your brothers, you never know what’s going to happen.
“Coming!” I shout.
I groan as I stand to answer the door. My entire body aches from working on my feet all day at the festival. I run five miles at least five times a week. I should be able to handle a day of manual labor. I don’t know how Harper does it.
“What are you…” I trail off when I open the door to find Harper on my doorstep. “Hey, Slugger.”
She forces her way into my house. “You drive me crazy.”
“Welcome to the club. ”
“You run around acting like I’m your girlfriend who you someday want to marry and have children with.”
“It’s not an act.”
She continues to rant as if I hadn’t spoken.
“You’re twenty-four. I’m thirty-two. You can’t possibly be ready for marriage and children. Your prefrontal cortex isn’t fully formed yet.”
“What’s a prefrontal cortex?”
“I have no idea.”
I step toward her and grasp her hands. “Then, what does it matter?”
She wrenches her hands from mine and paces the room. “Don’t you get it?”
Obviously not but I know better than to say those words.
“We haven’t even had sex yet! You can’t run around talking about marriage and children. You don’t know if we’re compatible in bed.”
I growl as I prowl toward her. “We are compatible in bed.”
“You don’t know for sure we are.”
“Have we kissed?”
She rolls her eyes. “Yes.”
“Did those kisses feel as if we aren’t compatible?”
“A kiss isn’t the same.”
“Have I or have I not had my fingers deep inside you?”
A blush darkens her cheeks. “You have.”
“And did I make you scream my name in ecstasy?”
“I didn’t scream.”
“My slugger. Always contrary. ”
“I’m not being contrary. I didn’t scream.”
“Maybe not. But you came within minutes of me touching you.”
“Not fair. It’s been a while since I had sex.”
“Are you saying I can’t make you come with my fingers within minutes again?”
Her eyes scan the room. She knows I’ve backed her into a corner – literally and figuratively. I place my hands on the wall to block her escape.
“Challenge accepted.”
“I didn’t challenge you.”
“Harper, you did and you know it. You came here ranting about not having had sex with me yet.”
“I didn’t lie.”
I brush her hair from her forehead. “Make no mistake about it. I want to have sex with you. I’ve been trying to take things slow.”
“We should take things slow.”
My cock deflates. It’s ready to bury itself deep inside her right here, right now but if she isn’t ready, it’ll have to wait. I step back and drop my hands.
“Okay, Slugger. We’ll take things slow.”
“Seriously?” She narrows her eyes at me. “You’re going to give up? Just like that?”
I growl. “I’m not giving up. I will never give up on you. I’m giving you what you want.”
“I don’t want you to regret being with me. ”
“Regret being with you? I could never regret having sex with you.”
She rolls her eyes. “Easily said.”
I slam my hands against the wall. “No, it’s not easy. Do you have any clue how fucking hard I am right now? Just because you’re here and I can smell you. Or how about how I lay in bed every night and replay what we did in the office at Bootlegger with my cock in my hand.”
Her eyes flare. “You do?”
“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever known. The moment I laid eyes on you several months ago, I was a goner.”
I shut up before I confess my love to her. I don’t love her. Not yet. But I’m pretty fucking close.
“I came here to seduce you.”
My cock pulses against my zipper at her confession. It urges me to strip her. To shove it deep inside her.
I inhale a deep breath. If Harper and I are finally having sex, it won’t be fast and furious. Not if I can help it.
“And now? Do you still want to seduce me?”
“I suck at seduction.”
“You’re not doing a bad job.” I press my hard length against her stomach and she gasps.
“This is ridiculous. I read enough romance books. I should know how to seduce a man. Maybe I should stop reading paranormal romances. The werewolf takes one look at a woman and knows she’s his mate.
And boom! They’re banging. And the Hallmark movies always end with a kiss.
There’s no seduction happening. I can’t learn from them. ”
I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “I always knew you were a secret romantic.”
“You did not.”
“You bought a fancy bottle of champagne for Blossom and Jaxon when they announced their love for each other.”
She sighs. “I’m happy for them.”
“Romantic.”
She glares at me. “You better not tell anyone I’m a romantic.”
“I won’t tell anyone anything. Not how you’re a romantic.” I kiss her neck and she tilts to offer me better access. “Not how you drive me crazy.” I nibble her ear. “Not how you scream for me when you come.”
She grasps my t-shirt. “Make me scream, Kai.”
“Are you sure?”
She nods.
“Say the words, Slugger.”
“I’m sure.”
“I’m sure I want you, sexy demon, to make me scream.”
She barks out a laugh. “Sexy demon?”
“I guess I need to prove to you what a sexy demon I am.” I throw her over my shoulder.
“Eek!” she squeals.
I slap her ass. “Stay steady or I’ll drop you.”
“Don’t you dare drop me.”
I enter my bedroom and throw her on the bed. I whip off my t-shirt before crawling onto the bed between her legs.
I fiddle with the hem of her t-shirt. “May I remove this?”
“Are you going to ask my permission every step of the way? ”
I kiss her stomach. “I don’t want you to have any regrets.”
She smiles at me and her dimples come out to play. “I won’t have any regrets, Goofy.”
“And you won’t think I’m goofy after tonight either.”
“Promises. Promises.”
“Arms up.” She lifts her arms and I yank her shirt off, leaving her in a white lace bra. “This is one sexy bra, Slugger.”
“I didn’t wear it for you. I wore it for me. It makes me feel pretty.”
“I can’t wait to see what other sexy lingerie you have.”
“If you’re going to stare at me all night and not touch me, you won’t get a chance.”
“I’ll touch. Don’t you worry.” I grin. “Hands on the headboard.”
She hesitates for a moment before reaching above her to clasp the headboard. “Good girl,” I mutter before drawing my fingers up her sides to reach her bra. “This is pretty but it has to go. I want to see your breasts.”
I flick the front clasp open and shove the material out of my way. I trace her nipple with my finger and watch as goosebumps form. I love how her body responds to me.
I bend over and latch onto her nipple. She moans and arches her back to push her breast into my mouth. I toy with her nipple. I lick and nibble until it’s a hard point. Then, I switch to her other breast.
Harper wraps her legs around my waist and grinds her core against my cock. I can feel how hot she is through her jeans .
“If you want this to last, you need to stop grinding against me.”
“I want you to make me scream.”
Which is what I’m doing. I want to drive her wild with need. Until she can’t help but beg for my cock. I want to hear my pretty woman beg for me. I want her dripping with need for me.
I lick her nipple before blowing on it and she moans as her legs tighten around me. My cock presses against my zipper. I’m going to have an imprint of my zipper on my cock before the night is done. Worth it.
“Please,” Harper breathes out.
“What do you need?”
“You. In me.”
“But I’m not done playing with these pretty nipples.” I tweak one and she swears under her breath.
“You’re cruel.”
I fiddle with the snap of her jeans. “Is it cruel if I remove your jeans?”
She releases the headboard and slaps my hand out of the way. I shackle her wrist. “Hands back on the headboard.”
“But you’re taking forever,” she whines.
“Do you want me to make you come?” She nods. “Do you want me to make you scream?”
“Yes, please.”
“Put your hands back on the headboard. ”
She hurries to follow my order. I duck my chin to hide my amusement. If she thinks I’m laughing at her, Grumpy Harper will make an appearance and shut things down.
I snap open her jeans and draw the zipper down, revealing her white lace panties. I want to rip them off but I stop myself. Harper worked hard to pay for these. I can’t wait to buy her sexy panties I can rip off.
I shove her jeans and panties down her legs in one go. I pause to appreciate the moment. Harper is finally in my bed. Naked and wanting me. It’s a dream come true.
“If I’m naked, you should be too.”
I don’t hesitate. I remove my jeans. My cock springs out, aiming straight for Harper. Her eyes flare and I tug on it a few times. She rubs her legs together in response.
I tap her foot. “Spread.”
She widens her legs and I kneel between them. I reach across her to open my nightstand drawer for a condom. I yank and the entire drawer opens before falling to the floor.
Harper giggles at my overenthusiasm. She can laugh all she wants. I’ll have her moaning soon. And screaming later.
I don a condom and brace myself over Harper with my cock notched at her entrance.
“There’s no going back from this, Harper. Once I’ve had you, I’m not letting you go.”
I meld my lips to hers before she can respond. I don’t want to argue with her. Not here. Not now.
I tease her opening with my cock while I memorize the taste of her mouth. The feel of her breasts pushing against mine .
I inch inside and moan at the feel of how hot and wet she is for me. I want to tease her more, but I can’t resist sinking into her until my balls slap against her ass.
She feels better than anything I’ve ever experienced before. She feels like home. Like forever.
Fuck, not being in love with this woman. I was lying to myself before when I said I wasn’t there yet. I’m there. I love her. And I’m going to convince her to fall in love with me.
Starting with getting her addicted to my cock.