Chapter 15
Happy New Year
Collins
“Oh.” That’s all Harley manages to say, her cheeks flushed in anticipation of what’s to come.
“Oh, is right.” From the living room, we hear the clock begin to tick down to midnight.
“Ten.” I smile down at her, I can feel the hunger I have for her roaring within me.
“Nine.” A sexy little smile pulls her lips as she looks up at me. Her hands find their way up my chest, then she pulls me the slightest bit closer by my collar.
“Eight.” A tight squeeze of her hip, almost bruising.
“Seven.” A teasing touch of our lips, barely a ghost.
“Six.” A groan escapes me when she doesn’t let me deepen that kiss.
“Five.” My hand moving from her waist to her ass, pulling her against me. My cock hardens behind my slacks when I feel her dress ride up the slightest bit, only to discover bare skin.
“Four.” A small moan leaves her mouth when I squeeze her bare ass.
“Three.” The smallest cant of her hips toward my thigh.
“Two.” I bring my face impossibly closer to hers, our foreheads touching as I stare into her lust-filled eyes.
“One.” Another moment of taking each other in.
“Happy New Year!” The voices echo from around the house, but all I see is Harley Wheeler.
She goes to speak, but I don’t let her. I use the hand behind her neck to pull her lips to mine.
This one isn’t gentle like the others. This is a silent claim; it’s rough and long.
It’s me capturing tiny whimpers as my tongue slips into her mouth and explores it.
It’s her gripping my collar as if I’m her lifeline and she can’t breathe without me.
It’s me sending up a silent prayer that everyone leaves soon because I need her alone. Now.
When I finally bring myself to pull away, her chest is heaving, cheeks somehow even more flushed, and the cutest smile gracing her lips.
“Happy New Year, Collins.”
“Happy New Year, Baby.”
“The best kiss I’ve ever had,” Harley whispers.
“That’s how I really would’ve kissed you on our first date, Peppermint.” She doesn’t get to respond because Nik is calling us back into the living space for photos. I quickly check to make sure her makeup is okay and we smooth out our clothes before rounding the corner where everyone else remains.
“Good kiss?” Dom waggles his eyebrows at me as he gestures to wipe the corner of my lips. I send him a wink and a silent thank you before wiping away her lipstick.
We cycle through each couple, girls and guys shots, and group shots before spending another hour chatting, and everyone heads out front to pile into cars and Ubers.
“Check in when you get home, please!” Harley hollers in the general direction of our friends. Her instructions are returned with a chorus of ‘yes mom’, ‘you got it’, and ‘you’ve got my location’.
“They’ll be fine,” I tell her from my place behind her.
“I know, but it makes me feel better if they tell me they’re fine.” She responds as we watch taillights recede before stepping back into my home.
As soon as the lock clicks, the air changes from light and easy to heavy and tense. Harley stands against my front door, hands twiddling in front of her, pushing her cleavage out further. She sways slightly on her feet, I’m hoping it’s to relieve some of the ache between her legs.
We both go to speak at the same time, and I gesture for her to go first.
“Collins, I want you to take me to bed.” She sounds so sure of what she wants, but I’m planning to continue to check in with her throughout the night.
“Fuck, Harley. What am I going to do with you?” I scrub a hand down my face as I continue to take her in. Those heels are sure as shit staying on for at least round one.
She takes a few steps closer, biting her lip causing me to step back into the wall, “I told you already, you’re going to take me to bed. I want you to show me what it’s like to be yours.”
“Are you sure?”
“More than sure.”
In an instant, I’ve flipped our positions, lifting her so that her legs wrap around my waist. My cock is once again straining against my slacks and pushing into Harley’s bare pussy–I can feel the warmth of her.
My hands are tangled in her hair. My lips on hers, moving down her neck and onto her bare shoulders, as her hands move along my body frantically attempting to touch me anywhere and everywhere.
“Collins,” she moans when I move my lips from her shoulders to her chest, licking the open space between her tits. She pulls her dress to the side to expose one of her caramel nipples so I can take it into my mouth.
“Mmm.” I groan into her chest, beginning to swivel my hips and relieving some of the friction between us.
“Bed, please.” She gasps when my teeth graze her nipple before I remove myself.
“Pit stop first.” I smile deviously at her. I begin to move down the hallway. I deposit her onto the kitchen island before pushing her legs open and dropping to my knees.
“This couldn’t wait until we were in the room?” She questions as she runs her fingers through my curls.
“Nope, don’t worry, it won’t be the last time I make you cum tonight, Baby.”
Harley’s eyes connect with mine as she looks down at me, and she pulls her dress over her head, revealing herself to me. In a move that surprises me, she brings herself to the edge of the counter, letting her thighs rest on my shoulders before dropping back onto her elbows.
“Don’t get mad at me for checking in again,” I bite her inner thigh, causing her to jump. “But you’re sure you want to do this?”
“I’m okay, I promise.” She dips her chin in encouragement.
I don’t need any more permission than that before I dive into her center.
The first swipe of my tongue through her wetness has us both moaning in pleasure.
I can feel Harley’s body beginning to relax, enjoying the way that I circle her clit, her legs falling further open, her eyes closed, and her mouth dropped open as she watches me devour her.
Moving my hand up her leg, I gently push a finger into her, pumping in and out.
Her hips begin to move in time with me as her moans become louder and her pussy begins to clamp around my fingers.
“Are you going to cum for me?”
“God, I’m so close. More, Collins,” she gasps out.
I add another finger, rubbing that place inside her, and return my attention back to her clit.
“Collins, fuck, Collins!” Her moans crescendo along with the movement of her hips until she’s clamping down on my fingers, and her thighs are squeezing my head. I don’t stop until she’s finished riding out her orgasm, her body relaxed onto the countertop.
I pull myself off the floor, leaning over her body, where she smiles lazily up at me.
“That was…” I don’t let her finish, bringing my lips down to hers, her tongue flicks out, tasting herself on my lips. The little whimper that leaves her lips has me pushing my hips forward.
“I know.” I pull her up, setting her down and guiding her to my bedroom. Opening the door, I find Precious curled in the middle of the bed. Much to her chagrin, I set her outside before closing the door behind me.
“You have too many clothes on.” Harley points out before stepping forward and fiddling with the button on my pants. She lets my pants hit the ground before rubbing her hand over my cock, causing my head to drop back.
“Let’s fix that then.” I smile, letting her continue her perusal as I work on the buttons on my shirt.
Once my shirt is off, she puts her hands into the waistband of my boxers, finding the tip of my cock and rubbing the piercing, eliciting a feral noise in the back of my throat.
I gently walk her backward until she meets the edge of my bed.
“Lie back for me, Peppermint.” Harley makes herself comfortable at the head of my bed while I pull my boxers off. I make my way toward her, stroking my cock, her eyes glued to the movement.
“Let me.” I position myself between her legs, and her tiny hand takes over where mine was. The feel of her smooth skin against my shaft has me bucking into her hand, precum dripping from the tip. She swipes her thumb across it before bringing it to her mouth, seductively sucking it in.
“Fuck, Harls.” She continues moving her finger in and out of her mouth before I’m wrenching it away and replacing it with my tongue.
Leaned over her like this, my cock rests at her slick center and I begin rubbing myself against her. My piercing is knocking with her clit as Harley sucks on my tongue.
“Can you come like this, Baby? Can you give me one more before I bury myself in this pretty pussy?” I break our kiss, moving my lips down her jaw, her neck, nipping and biting back down to those perky tits.
She nods frantically as her hands dig into my back and she meets my movements. It’s not long before she’s crying out my name again. It takes everything in me to keep from coming on her stomach.
“Are you ready?” I ask again just to be sure, foreplay and penetration are totally different ball games.
“Please.”
I reach over to my nightstand, grabbing a condom before lining myself up with her entrance and letting myself rest on my forearms so I can look at her face. My eyes remain trained on hers to make sure she’s okay. She twinges slightly when I push my head in, but nods for me to continue.
Once I’m fully seated, I give her a minute to adjust to my cock, and she wiggles a little beneath me.
I look to the place where we’re connected as I pull out and push back in again a few times.
The feeling of her wrapped around me is unreal.
When I look back up at her, she has tears in her eyes and I go to pull out completely, but she stops me.
“Collins, I’m okay. It’s okay.” She says as I still inside her for the first time. Kissing me deeply and adding, “I want this, I want you.”
“You can tell me if it’s too much,” I respond in all seriousness but I can’t help but to thrust my hips into her, eliciting her mouth to drop open.
“I know. Fuck, your piercing, it’s so good.” She moans, “Do that again.”
I move my hips in the same motion, and she moans again.
“You like that?” I growl, and she nods her head fervently. Pushing up onto my haunches, I bring her legs up to her chest, lifting her ass off the bed a little bit, and this time I feel my piercing hit her G-spot. Bingo. She gasps, and I lose control. My hips rocking in and out of her rapidly.
“God, Harley. You were made for me.”
“Yes.” She chants repeatedly.
“You.” Thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.” Thrust.
“Yours.” She cries out as her legs begin shaking in my hold, and electricity tickles at the base of my spine.
“Rub your clit. Give me one more.”
Harley follows my direction, her hand snaking between her legs where she rubs tight circles, her head falling back further, and her mouth falling open on a silent scream.
Her pussy tightening around my cock, along with the way her chest arches off the best sends me over the edge, grunting her name as I cum.
Gently pulling out, she moans a little, and I set her legs back down onto the bed. Before disposing of the condom, and coming back with a wet rag to clean her up.
“Up,” I demand.
“I don’t wanna.” She groans, shaking her head on my pillows.
“I know, but sleeping in those heels is probably not comfortable and I don’t want to be the reason you get a UTI. Especially because I’m not done with you.”
“Fine.” She peeks at me through her eyelids before sticking her hands out for me to help her up. While she uses the restroom, I stride to the kitchen, grabbing water, ibuprofen just in case, and letting Precious back into the room.
Stepping back into my room, I find Harley still naked, wrapped in my sheets, her curls spread beneath her hair, and her body relaxed. I set her water down before joining, pulling her into my side.
“How are you feeling after that?” I ponder, I need to know I didn’t push for too much.
“That was so good.”
“I didn’t do too much?” Her hand rubs small circles along my chest as I speak.
“No, you did everything right.” She sighs contentedly. “I felt safe, cared for, and wanted. You did everything right. The orgasms were mind-blowing.”
“I’m glad I could satisfy you.” I chuckle.
“I didn’t doubt that you would,” she tells me softly, almost unsure.
I pull her chin up to me and kiss her softly before whispering, “I wasn’t kidding when I said I wasn’t done with you. Try and get some rest.”