Chapter 34
Chapter Thirty-Four
Harrison
When Delaney lifts her head off my chest and gazes at me, there’s something in her eyes that reminds me of our night together.
She surprises me when she presses her lips to mine.
She’s trembling ever so slightly, and I don’t remember her doing so when she initiated our kiss at the hotel.
In fairness, there was probably more than a bit of liquid courage in her veins that night.
At first, we’re still as statues with our lips touching each other’s, but not moving.
I don’t want to push her, but when she opens her mouth a tiny bit, I take the invitation and allow my tongue to gently test whether she wants more.
She moans and separates her lips further when I sweep over them and just inside her mouth.
The kiss is soft and sensual, but then it rapidly turns desperate and deepens.
Desire pours off of her, and I fucking love the confidence she shows when she climbs on top of me and lays her body over mine while ardently kissing me back.
Everywhere our skin touches is perfectly and intensely connected.
We kiss like that for a few moments, one of my hands wrapped up in her hair, the other pressed against her low back.
When she pushes her pelvis and low belly into my body, there’s no doubt she feels how hard my cock is for her.
She pulls back from the kiss and looks directly into my eyes while she moans and bites at her lower lip. It drives me wild, and I feel feral.
She takes control of what she wants when she pushes herself up until she’s straddling me.
“You’re so goddamn sexy,” I tell her.
I’m dumbstruck when she reaches down to the hem of her T-shirt and pulls it over her head. I suck in a breath and immediately move to cup her breasts in my hands.
“Bets, you are so damn beautiful. God, you’re even more perfect than I remember.”
I watch her face, her eyes half-lidded and her mouth slightly ajar, as I hold a breast in each of my hands and rub slow circles over her nipples with my thumbs. A whimper escapes her, and she rocks her body, slowly at first, over my cock.
“Do you want to know how many nights I fucked my hand since we’ve been apart, while thinking about my mouth on your nipples?”
She presses her pelvis further down onto my cock and picks up the pace of rolling her pussy over me. I remember she likes it when I talk dirty to her.
“I imagine swirling my tongue around you and sucking you into my mouth. Did you think about it at all?”
She nods, and I chuckle.
“Oh, no, you don’t. I need your words. I want to hear you say them.”
Her cheeks turn pink. “Harrison, I…”
“No need to be embarrassed. This is only for us. I’ve never felt compelled to be so verbal before, but there’s this primal need in me that wants to tell you all the things I desire to do to you.
Everything I think about you. But I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. So, I can tone it down, if I am–”
“No!” she blurts out. “No.” Her voice is softer, not so frantic the second time. “I like it. It’s just that I’ve never experienced it before you, and I’m afraid I’ll sound stupid.”
I smile at her, then reach up and caress her cheek with my thumb. I tuck her loose hair behind her ears.
“I promise you that nothing you say about what you want or what you feel will ever sound stupid when we’re together like this.
It might drive me over the edge of my control, and I might have to fuck you wildly until we both come down, but it’s definitely not going to sound anything but hot as hell. ”
Her breathing picks up, and she stares down at my mouth.
“I have thought about it. About you having my nipple in your mouth and licking it, then biting down a little bit like you did that night.” Her voice becomes muted, a little raspy, and so damn sultry. “God, I loved that, and then when you kept kissing lower and lower, I thought about that a lot.”
“Yeah? Have you thought about my tongue licking you from your entrance to your clit? Or how I moaned when I first tasted you? Fuck have I craved another taste of your pussy. It’s been like torture, remembering it and being afraid I would forget.”
Our discussion clearly turns her on, and she’s moving faster on top of me, grinding her pussy against me.
“God, you look stunning doing that, babe. Use my dick for your pleasure. I want to see you come.”
A sexy, needy whine escapes her as she chases her release.
“It feels so good. I need to come. I can’t make myself feel like you make it feel,” she pants out the words.
“Fuuuck,” I moan. “How do you want to come for the first time tonight, Bets? Like this, or do you want me to flip you over and eat your pussy first, while I fuck you with my fingers at the same time?”
“Jesus, Harrison.” Her movements speed up. “I really love the sound of that option, but I’m so close. I don’t think I can stop it right now.” Her face displays pure ecstasy, and I could come just watching her.
“Okay, you keep going. I’ll get you there both ways.”
My grip on her hips tightens, and I help her move on top of me. Within seconds, she’s writhing as she erupts. She puts a hand over her mouth to tamp down the beginning of a scream. I pull it off.
“No way, Bets. I want to hear every bit of that. That orgasm belongs to me, and I’m here for the full show.”
Emboldened, she stops holding back, and she shows me through her moans and her cries of pleasure just how good she feels. As she’s coming down, I flip her over onto her back. Like a madman, I have her shorts and panties off in seconds.
She’s barely finished her first orgasm when I bury my head between her legs, and my tongue licks the entire length of her pussy.
“I can’t—it’s too sensitive.” She wiggles underneath me.
I hold her in place with my hand on her low belly, but I lift my mouth off of her body just enough to talk to her.
“You can. I promise I’m not going to hurt you. I’m only going to do what’ll make you feel amazing. If you want me to stop, I will, but if you trust me, I promise you won’t regret it.”
My words practically vibrate off her pussy, and I’m dying to put my mouth on her again.
“I trust you,” she whispers.
I grin against her pussy, but I don’t use my tongue on her again… yet. Instead, I slide a finger into her, filling her up, and she clenches around it.
Her expression is one of pure bliss. She lifts her head and peers down at me, and damn, it turns me on that she’s trying to watch.
I use my tongue and slowly circle her clit while I fuck her with my fingers.
As I watch her pleasure rise—her face my compass to her body’s reactions—I pick up speed with both my fingers and my mouth.
“Oh, God. Harrison. It feels so good, and it looks—” She doesn’t finish her sentence as another orgasm roars through her body, and she’s louder this time than the last. Her body spasms underneath me, but I don’t let up until she’s finished.
I didn’t think my cock could get any harder, but I swear, watching her, it does.
She just came all over my face, and I could die a happy man right this minute.
“I need you in me,” she begs. “Please, I need you to fuck me.”
“Are you ready now? Are you ready for my cock, sweetheart?”
“Yes. Now.” Ooh, she gets a little bossy when she needs to be fucked. Good to know.
I reach into the nightstand, pull out a condom, put it on, and then I slip between her legs.
I enter her slower than I want to because I’m big, and I don’t want to hurt her. Her eyes are closed, but I’m watching her face intently for any sign that it’s causing her pain. So far, her moans tell me she’s feeling pretty damn good.
Her eyes fly open, and I still. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
“Oh, I’m perfect—a million times more than okay. You’re really good at that, you know. Except when you stop.”
A relaxed laugh escapes me, and I smile at her. I resume moving, slowly still.
“More. Give me more, Harrison.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s hurting me that you’re not giving me everything you have. Give me everything.” Her face leaves no question that it’s what she wants. I just hope her body is ready.
“Okay,” I whisper. I push my pelvis forward until my cock fully buries itself in her, and the sexiest fucking sound I’ve ever heard—the unrestrained moan of her owning her pleasure—fills the room.
“Oh. Oh, yes!” she cries.
I fuck her, letting her responses guide me on the pace and angle.
Being inside her feels so damn spectacular.
When she comes again, her pussy grips my cock, and I roar out a groan of pleasure as I find my release buried in her.
We continue to move together until it’s clear that we’ve both come down from our climaxes.
Fuck, she’s done me in.
I lean down and kiss her on the lips and then on the forehead. I hold my lips there for a few seconds, and then I roll us over so I’m underneath her.
“Christ, Bets. I didn’t think it could get any better than that night at the hotel. I think this actually topped it, though.”
“Mm-hmm,” is all she gets out.
Her body is spread across me with her head on my chest, and I don’t want to stop touching her, so I slowly draw lines up and down her naked back with my fingers.
“Do you know how incredible you are?” I ask.
She doesn’t answer, and I have a nagging feeling it might be because she doesn’t see it. I’ll just have to help her see it then.
After a few minutes, I go to the bathroom and take care of the condom. When I come back out, she’s gone. I check in the bedroom across from mine, and she’s not there. That’s when I notice the hall bathroom light shining under the door. I lean against the doorframe of my room and wait for her.
When she comes out of the bathroom, she jumps when she sees me.
“Jesus! You scared me.”
“I wanted to make sure you weren’t trying to sneak back to the guest bedroom because I want to be clear about one thing: You’re sleeping in my bed tonight.”
“Bossy much?” she asks.
“If it keeps you in my bed, then yes, I am. No apologies.”
I take her hand and lead her back to bed. She crawls in, and I climb in behind her, wrapping her in my arms. We lay quiet for a few minutes, but my mind struggles to settle. There’s something I’m trying my damnedest not to ask, but I can’t hold back.
“Bets, please don’t run out on me in the morning, okay?”
A second passes. It’s long enough to feel like hesitation, and my heart races.
“Okay,” she whispers. “I won’t. I promise.”