19. Harper #2
“Fuck, Harper,” he groans, dragging his dick along the entire length of my slit. He looks down at his cock as he repeats the motion, shuddering as he strokes the head over my clit. “I could slip it in right now.”
“Please.” I arch into him, my hips lifting, searching for his cock. “I’m on the pill.”
“I know. I plan to fuck you raw.”
I’m so swept up in the heat of his words that it takes me a few moments to register the red flag. Other than my parents, I’ve never told a soul that I’m on the pill. Not even Tyler. The medication was a decision made when I was fourteen, due to painful periods. And yet Felix is somehow aware.
“How do you know I’m on the pill?”
“I…” He strokes his cock over my entrance again, almost making me forget my concern. “I saw you take it one day.”
Impossible. I take the pill every morning, alone in my bathroom when applying skincare.
Placing a hand on Felix’s chest, I gently push space between us to look in his eyes. “Did you go through my things?”
His silence is enough of an answer .
Instead of being mad, curiosity gets the best of me. “You did go through my things. Why?”
I can see the decision taking place behind his eyes, whether to be honest with me or continue trying to cover his tracks. He makes his mind up quickly with a groan, gazing down at me with no shame, as if the answer is dead obvious.
“Fuck it. Harper, I stole your tutu when we were kids because I wanted a constant reminder of how pretty you looked in it. I praised you for harming a girl who talked to me. I’ve attended every ballet concert you’ve performed in.
I sit outside your ballet school so I can watch you dance through the window.
I’ve stolen your used panties to jerk off to.
I have your phone tracked because I want to know where you are at all times in case you’re ever in trouble.
Of course I know you’re on the fucking pill. ”
I stare up at him, shocked by everything he’s admitted. The invasion of privacy. And yet there’s not one part of me that is scared off by this information. The knowledge somehow makes me feel more wholesome and connected to him.
“You attended all of my performances?” I whisper. It’s my favorite confession out of all that he listed.
“Every single one, Harper.”
The softest smile tugs at my lips.
The smile turns into a gasp when Felix strokes his cock over my clit again. “You are seriously fucked up, Harper Winslow. All you took away from that information is flattery?”
“Yes. Because you’re mine. Because I’m yours too and I spent years thinking you didn’t want me.”
“Now you know the truth.”
He kisses me hard and fast. Just when I think I’ve won and he’s going to thrust into me, Felix throws my legs over his shoulders and kisses between my thighs. He licks my clit, making me cry out his name, then sucks it deep into his mouth.
“You say you need a distraction from the pain.” He looks up at me from between my legs. “I can think of many ways to distract you that don’t involve fucking. You’re going to lay back and let me do what I want with your pussy, and you’re not going to tell me to stop. Understand?”
I nod, propped up on my elbows to watch. As soon as his tongue darts out, licking my clit, a jolt of pleasure shoots through me and I collapse backward with a moan. My head arches into the pillow and I clutch the bed sheets, having never felt anything this intense in my life.
His fingers slide into me, stroking one spot over and over, making my toes curl.
If he keeps going like this, I won’t be able to resist much longer.
My body trembles with each touch and lick.
I can feel myself getting wetter. An orgasm is building like a fire that’s about to ignite deep within me.
The pleasure is so powerful that I can’t stop myself from moaning.
My hips begin thrusting against his mouth, seeking out more.
“You better cover your pretty little mouth unless you want us to be heard.”
I do as he says, muffling my moans with one hand. With the other, my fingers snake through Felix’s hair, pulling him closer.
He sucks harder, and I scream into my hand as my orgasm hits, exploding within me. My whole body tenses and convulses until the orgasm subsides, leaving me panting and utterly spent. Filled with bliss. A distraction, just as I needed.
Wasting no time, Felix rises to his knees and climbs over my chest, jerking himself off while watching me. It’s the hottest sight. I’m exhausted and limp from my orgasm, but I want to give Felix the same pleasure he’s given me, and push up onto my elbows, not knowing what to do, but eager to learn.
“Lie back. I want to come on your tits.”
I do as I’m told, liking the thought of that too.
I watch in awe as he jerks himself off, committing every second of this moment to my memory.
He’s so aggressive with his dick, beating it hard and fast. All of his muscles are strained.
His teeth are clenched and his jaw is tight, watching me with those hypnotizing snake eyes.
And then he lets out a groan. The deepest groan I’ve ever heard. I watch cum spurt out of his dick, landing all over my chest.
I was territorial of him before. Now, I feel it so much stronger. I get to see this side of him. I’m the one who has made him come.
“Fuck, Harper. You’re mine.” His abs flex with each pump of cum, until he slows down, breathless and leaning above me on both hands.
He looks down at his work, then swirls a finger through his cum, smearing it across my chest. I gasp as he paints it across the sensitive flesh of my nipples, feeling ripples of pleasure shoot down to my clit, making me needy for another orgasm.
Next, he paints cum over my lips. My tongue darts out, enjoying the foreign taste because it’s his.
“You like me degrading you?”
I nod, shocked with myself.
“That’s my girl. You and I are going to have a lot of fun together.” He bends down, pressing his lips to mine, tasting his own cum. “We should go to sleep. ”
“I’m naked and need to shower.”
Felix lies behind me, pulling me into his arms. “When you’re in my bed, you sleep naked and you don’t wash off my cum.” He gathers my hair and wraps it around his fist multiple times, not letting go. His other hand slides down, cupping between my legs and pressing my ass to his hard cock.
I suppose the rule is that we sleep like this too. I smile, having no complaints.
As I lie exhausted in Felix’s arms, I think of my parents and how they’ve always instilled the values within me that my body is sacred and how I should save it for the man I marry.
If my mother knew what I just did with Felix, she wouldn’t be pleased.
My father would be appalled. He can’t find out. He’d send Felix away, for sure.
I can sneak back into my room before sunrise to avoid my father discovering where I’ve spent the night. If Tyler asks where I’ve been…
Shit. I don’t know how I’m supposed to explain any of this to Tyler. I haven’t chosen Felix over him. I just needed this connection tonight because the pain inside my heart is so fucking debilitating.
I don’t know how I’m supposed to explain any of this to Felix either because the truth is… he’s not the only Blackwood brother I want naked in this bed with me.