Chapter 10 #2
The way he moves, deliberate and slow, sends shivers racing down my spine.
Somewhere between my gasps and the rhythm of our bodies, I can feel his warmth wrapping around me, pulling me in like I’m the center of his universe.
His eyes lock onto mine, darkened with desire, and I see a flicker of something more, something that makes my heart race faster.
I reach up to cup his cheek, feeling the rough stubble beneath my palm, the heat radiating from his skin blending with the warmth washing over me.
It’s intoxicating, and I can’t get enough.
“I don’t ever want to lose you either, H.
Now show me what you’ve got. Fuck me harder, because I really want to come with you.
” I urge him on as he picks up the pace, his thrusts growing firmer and more demanding.
I can feel every ridge, every inch of him sliding against me, and I gasp, the sensation overwhelming me.
“God, yes, Harrison,” I breathe out, my hands gripping his shoulders, pressing him to find his rhythm. “More. Just like that.”
A low groan rumbles from his chest as he shifts his angle, hitting deeper inside me. “God, you feel incredible. I want to fuck you forever.”
“That’s it, H. Just like that,” I whisper, my voice barely coherent, but the need in me is clear.
The way his body moves against mine, the way he watches me, it’s all too much and yet not enough.
I want him to lose control, to let go just like I’m trying to do.
I want to feel every part of him, every inch inside me, squeezing tighter around him.
He groans, low and deep, and I can tell he’s close too, the way his breaths come in labored gasps, the way he lets out those little whimpers that make my heart race even faster.
“Harper, you drive me crazy,” he murmurs, eyes squeezed shut as he revels in the feel of my body pulling him in.
“I can’t help it. You feel so good,” I manage, gripping him tighter as he shifts his angle again.
He moves just right, hitting that spot inside me that sends a heightened shockwave through my body.
A gasp escapes me, followed by a low, desperate moan.
“Yes! That’s it.” My fingers claw at his back, the two of us lost in this moment.
“I’m right here, babe,” he replies, and there’s something in his voice—something raw and aching—that pulls me even closer to the edge. “We’re finally doing this, and I don’t want it to end.”
“I love you, H,” I manage, the words spilling out between thrusts.
“I love you too. I’ll love you for the rest of my God given life and then some, Harper, I swear to God. You’re it for me. Fuck, I’m not going to last.”
“Me either,” I gasp. “Oh, my God, H, I’m going to come!”
“Fuck! Me too.” His thrusts become sporadic and hurried as he races toward the finish line. I slip my hand between us and use my own arousal to circle my clit with the pad of my finger.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Harrison!”
“I know, babe. Right there with you. Come with me.”
We rock together several more times until I can’t hold back any longer and an orgasm rips through my body sending me into a screaming, shuddering frenzy.
“Oh fuck!” Harrison groans louder. “Your pussy is squeezing me. Fuck! It’s too good. Too fucking…ah, fuck!”
He thrusts into me once, twice, three more times and then he stills above me, my hands wrapped around his biceps as he empties himself inside me.
I hold still for a moment, suspended in the aftermath of pleasure, my heart racing as I try to catch my breath.
Everything feels electric, like I’ve just crossed over into a new realm where everything is possible, and I can barely fathom what just happened between us.
I have never felt anything quite like this before. The overwhelming rush of joy, relief, and sheer disbelief makes my heart pound against my chest. Harrison pulls back just enough to look into my eyes, those crystal blue depths filled with warmth, desire, and all the love in the world.
“Harper,” he murmurs, brushing a strand of hair from my forehead, his fingers lingering against my skin. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” I breathe, my cheeks flushed, a smile creeping onto my lips that makes me giddy. “I’m more than okay. God, H, that was—”
“Unbelievable,” he finishes for me, grinning like a fool.
“Holy shit,” I whisper, panting, as I pull my hand from between my legs, reminding myself to breathe after the orgasm I just had.
After ten years I should have something else to bring me to the brink and spill me over the edge.
I should have newer memories to make me feel the pleasure I desperately seek, but I don’t.
Because no memory exists for me that makes me feel as intensely satisfied as the ones I hold in my heart of Harrison and I together.
My phone dings on my bedstand and I gasp at the invasive sound over the silence of my bedroom. Picking up my phone, I read a text that—surprisingly—is from Harrison.
Harrison
Hey. What are you up to?
Oh, nothing. Just getting myself off to memories of us fucking because that’s all I’ve got these days. You?
Me
Not much. Just getting ready for bed. You?
Harrison
Admit it. You’re watching Notting Hill again.
Me
You don’t know my life.
Harrison
Please. You’ve seen every romcom ever made. More than twice. And you definitely cried when the guy on the bike held up the boombox in—
I type back fast.
Me
That was Say Anything and it’s ICONIC! Who wouldn’t cry at that?
Harrison
Exactly my point.
Damn him.
Sexy, annoying, emotionally responsible man.
Harrison
Anyway…not texting to bully your cinematic taste tonight. I wanted to tell you something before I forgot.
Me
Everything okay?
Harrison
Oh yeah. Better than okay. I was just thinking about Connor.
Warmth swells in my chest.
Harrison
There’s a travel youth league starting tryouts next month. Connor’s good, Harper. He could make it. If he wants to try, I mean.
Me
LOL. I’d tell you that I’d have to ask him but I already know he’ll be thrilled! Thank you for thinking of him!
Harrison
I was also thinking…if he wants some extra help, I could work with him one-on-one. No pressure. Just skills, confidence, all that. I’m at the arena tomorrow after practice if you guys want to swing by.
Me
Are you sure you’re not too busy? I know you’ve got a lot on your plate at the start of the season.
Harrison
I’m sure. Come on by. Both of you.
The way he says it—both of you—sends a hopeful shiver down my spine. I stare at the screen for a long moment before typing back.
Me
Okay. I can make it work with my schedule. We’ll be there.
Harrison
Great! Can’t wait!
The three dots that tells me he’s typing out another text appear on the screen and then they disappear.
Reappear.
Disappear.
Reappear.
Disappear.
Chuckling at either his lack of texting ability or the fact he wants to say something and doesn’t know how to say it, I put him out of his misery.
Me
Was there something else?
Harrison
Yeah, I, uh…did a thing today. It’s small and no biggie at all, but I should probably tell you so you know.
My stomach tightens.
Me
Okay…
Harrison
You know the front desk at my building?
Me
Where you live, you mean? Or the arena?
Harrison
Where I live.
Me
I don’t know where that is. I’m sorry.
Harrison
It’s the Elite Towers complex on Grand Parkway East. Not far from the arena. Most of the team lives there.
Me
Oh. Okay. Why are you telling me this again?
Harrison
Because I gave them your name.
Me
My name? For what?
Harrison
In case you ever needed to come by. Or drop something off. Or if you ever just…needed me.
I don’t breathe for a second.
Me
Oh.
Harrison
I know I’m on the road a lot. I know it’s…complicated. But I don’t want you or Connor to ever feel like you can’t reach me. Or like there’s a door you’re not allowed to walk through. You guys are always welcome.
My chest pulls tight.
Me
Harrison…I don’t know what to say.
Harrison
I should’ve asked, but I figured it was better to just make sure you never get stopped or questioned. They’ll let you up whenever. Day or night.
It’s the last part—the day or night—that knocks the air out of me.
I press a hand to my mouth, overwhelmed in a way I didn’t expect.
Me
That’s…really thoughtful.
Harrison
I’m not trying to freak you out, I promise. I just want you to be safe. And I want you to know you can show up. For anything. Or nothing. Anytime.
My heart is a mess of warmth and longing and the tiniest spike of fear that I’m going to fall too fast for his sincerity.
Me
Thank you, H.
Harrison
Yeah. Of course. I’d do anything for you guys.
Me
You’re too good to me. To us.
Harrison
Just trying to make up for all the years I wasn’t there. I care about you. Probably a lot more than I ever…wait, no. The truth is I’ve always cared about you. I don’t think I ever stopped.
I drop the phone on my chest, sighing.
Why is he so damn sweet?
How is he still the same golden retriever kind of man that he was ten years ago?
Harrison
Anyway, I’ll let you go. I know it’s late.
Me
Harrison?
Harrison
Yeah?
Me
I care about you too.
Harrison
Night Harp.
Me
Night H.
I place my phone on the stand next to me and stare up at the ceiling. Somehow, deep down…this feels like the beginning of something I’m not sure I could stop if I tried.