Chapter 25
Chapter Twenty-Five
Asher
Hey Asher,
I’ve got so much to tell you, bro! Life on the submarine has been more exciting than I ever imagined. Every day brings a new challenge, whether it's navigating deep, uncharted waters or working with the crew to solve problems.
I freaking love it.
I think you’d love the thrill of adventure, too. But I know living under the sea for almost a year isn’t your jam.
What’s driving me insane is not seeing my girl. Now that Lisa and I are officially engaged it feels wrong to be away from her for so long.
Anyway, how’s life? Did you find the woman of your dreams?
I hope you did and you managed to sort everything out with your father.
I also hope Harper isn’t getting into too much trouble. I still can’t thank you enough for looking after her.
Lisa told me the craziest story about you two. Apparently, the press believes you’re dating. Those fuckers.
I laughed my ass off. The press will make up all kinds of convincing shit.
I guess it’s a good thing I know Harper isn’t your type and is like a sister to you. You wouldn’t go there with her so I have nothing to worry about.
I can’t wait to catch up properly when I’m back on dry land. Keep me posted, buddy.
Talk soon,
Josh
I take a drag on my cigar and stare at the email from Josh. On the laptop screen it looks like a spotlight competing with the shroud of darkness filling my bedroom.
It’s three in the morning and I’m sitting at the desk by the window, smoking and torturing myself.
I should be asleep because I have to leave for Hong Kong before six. But I couldn’t sleep because my fucking dick is still hard for Harper, despite having had her four times over the last few hours. And because of this…
Josh’s email.
It screwed with me yesterday when it first arrived, too.
I only looked at it again because it slipped back into my mind the instant Harper fell asleep.
I glance at her in my bed, wrapped in my silky sheets. Her breasts are exposed and her hair is sprawled out on the pillow around her.
She looks like the goddess of trouble again.
Trouble for me.
Josh would kill my ass if he saw us now. When I first read his email I felt guilty for the sinful thoughts I’d been harboring for his sister. Then I felt irritated by his message.
Knowing him the way I do, I imagined him rewriting the last two paragraphs to get his message across without sounding like an ass. The rest of the message sounded upbeat to cover up his true worries—that I’m back home fooling around with his sister.
‘ I guess it’s a good thing I know Harper isn’t your type and is like a sister to you. You wouldn’t go there with her so I have nothing to worry about.’
Sorry, Josh. Harper has always been my type. She’s never been like a sister to me, and as for going there, well…
We’ve had unprotected sex four times. Right now she could be pregnant.
I don’t know. But I’m that fucked up to impregnate her and use it as an excuse to keep her.
My baby. My girl. End of story.
But knowing Josh it wouldn’t end there. So, baby or not, that’s something I have to think about—him.
Not now, though. Because I can’t answer the email yet. Every time I’ve tried to formulate a response I come up short and don’t know what to say. It feels wrong to lie and it feels wrong to act like nothing is going on.
At the same time, I know that I can’t tell Josh the truth just yet.
Knowing Harper never forgot that night years ago feels like I’ve been given a second chance to make it right. Not just for her but for myself, too.
It’s like someone took us back in time and put me back on that path.
Right now, I know I’m running on sex and adrenaline. I’m not thinking beyond this room. I also know I have to make a decision on everything once and for all.
But it can wait. All of it can fucking wait.
Harper rolls onto her side, drawing my attention to her breasts as she moves. Her nipples are hard, a sign she’s aroused and wants me.
I smile when she stretches her dainty hand across the bed, feeling for me.
On seeing that, my greed and need take over so I glance at the email again before I close it.
I switch off the laptop and decide that I’m going to spend the last few hours I have left in New York buried deep inside Harper. I’ll be gone for five days so I want to make every minute with her count to keep me going while I’m away.
So… Sorry, Josh, but I’m not sorry at all. And I’m about to make your sister mine all over again.
I get up and make my way over to the bed where I run a finger over Harper’s lips.
When a sexy smile slides across her mouth I lower my head and suck her breasts.
The sound of her moans hardens my dick even more.
“I’ll never get tired of you doing that.” Her voice is a sultry hum filled with pleasure.
“Good, because I’m always going to enjoy sucking your tits.”
I take her deeper into my mouth and she runs her fingers through my hair, holding my head to her breasts.
Her body bows at my wild suckle and I move the sheets away from her bottom half so I can see her pussy.
She’s already wet, with her arousal leaking down her thighs.
The sight of her writhing against me with her slick, wet pussy is something I’ll never forget. I don’t know how the fuck I’m going to leave her and be away in a whole other country for so long.
When she moans louder the very best idea fills my head.
I stop sucking her breasts and she pouts.
“Don’t stop,” she giggles.
“Don’t worry, I won’t. I just have other things in mind.”
“Like what?”
“Sit on my face and you’ll find out.”
Her eyes light up and the silver moon casts an ethereal glow on her body as she pushes herself up.
I take off my boxers and climb on the bed, then I pick her up and guide her to sit on my face.
I grab her hips and thrust my tongue into her pussy, eliciting mindless moans from her lips.
What I love about Harper is that she always knows what to do and she’s not shy, so I’m not surprised when she leans forward, reaches for my dick and takes me into her mouth.
We both feast on each other. Her sucking me off while I eat out her pussy.
I could stay here forever, getting drunk on her sweetness. She’s my new addiction and I’ve developed a craving for her that keeps me wanting more and more.
I flick her clit with my tongue and suck hard on it, making her body tense. She stops sucking me and throws her head back to let out a scream. Then her sweet juices pour into my mouth.
Fuck.
She tastes even better. I don’t know how it’s possible for everything to be different every time I take her. She’s like a new adventure waiting for me to explore and unlock all the secret parts of her.
I lap up her juices and when my balls draw up I know I’ll have to take her now if I want to finish inside her.
I lift her off me and settle her on her back like she was at first, then I part her legs and guide my dick into her body.
She’s not as tight as she was the first time. Now she fits me perfectly, like she was made for me.
I like having her on her back like this so I can see her beautiful face and watch her breasts bouncing while I pound into her.
I drive into her body, sliding deeper, then pumping faster and harder.
Then I’m hooked.
My mind cuts out like someone short-circuited my wires and nothing else matters besides her.
Her in this moment where she’s mine to devour and fuck however I want.
I gaze down at her beneath me. Harper looks so beautiful and right now, she’s all fucking mine. My girl.
Her walls clench around my dick and a burst of madness shoots through my veins. It makes me lose control. Then I’m gone.
Something primal takes over and I can’t stop. Even after we come I find myself hard all over again and I can’t stop.
My fucking dick is in a perpetual need to be inside her and own her in every way possible.
I take her on her back, I take her from behind, I take her to the shower and fuck her against the wall.
We’re like that for hours and still, even as I pull orgasm after orgasm from her body, I want more.
Harper St. John has me under her spell and I feel like if I stop touching her I’ll never have her again.
When the sun comes up I have her cocooned in my arms with her hands pressed against my chest.
We only stopped a few minutes ago. It’s five thirty. The jet leaves with Hunter and my father in an hour and a half.
I consider missing the flight and heading to Hong Kong on my own later, but I’d miss the whole purpose of the trip.
We have a meeting with one of our biggest clients. A property development company my father wants me to handle because of my asset management background. He’s even allowed me to bring Knight and Jericho Grayson on board as my team because they have unrivaled experience in real estate. They’ll be in Hong Kong, too.
This is a billion-dollar project, so as thrilled as my father is that Harper and I are together, he won’t understand that I missed the biggest opportunity of my life because we couldn’t get enough of each other.
The second alarm goes off, meaning it’s now five forty. I have twenty minutes to be out of the house.
Harper lifts her head and we stare at each other.
“I don’t want you to be late but I also don’t want you to go,” she whispers.
How crazy is it that I’d stay if she asked me to? “I’ll be back in a few days.”
“I know. I just don’t want to break…”
“ This ?”
She nods slowly. “Yeah.”
“It won’t. How about we get back to this the moment I get back?”
“Really?” Her eyes brighten with hope.
“Yes.”
God help me. I’m digging a deeper hole for myself. But I’m the poor fool who will happily fall into the abyss for that smile on Harper’s face and the kiss she plants on my lips.
Yes, I’ve lost my mind.
But I can’t turn back now.