Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
BLAKE
S he sits quietly in that passenger seat, holding my hand so tightly, as if she thinks I might disappear.
Not fucking happening.
I disentangle our hands and drift my fingers up between her legs, over her soft-as-fuck skin, under her little sundress, and press the side of my hand against her wet panties. She widens her legs, giving me access to her, and my fingers tighten on her smooth skin.
“I’m fucking craving you.” My voice sounds like gravel, and I smirk in satisfaction when her thighs clench, and she gasps. “I plan on being inside you every moment possible for the next few days. Do you have a problem with that?”
I glance over to see her lick her lips and shake her head.
“No problem. ”
“Good. Now, I want to know if you’re this wet because you were talking about those filthy books you like or because of me.”
She huffs out a laugh and spreads her legs a bit more, giving me more access to her warm pussy, and my cock is already hard and weeping in my jeans.
Fuck, I’ve missed her.
“Oh, it’s because of you. Shit, all you have to do is breathe in my direction, and this happens.”
I can’t stop the smirk in response to her admission. “Good answer, sugar.”
After pulling into my driveway, I cut the engine, but before I can get out of the car, Harper says, “Wait.”
She unbuckles her belt and dives across the console, unfastens my jeans, and unleashes my cock. My girl doesn’t tease. She doesn’t flick her tongue around the rim or smile coyly up at me. No, she immediately sinks her mouth over me, making my head fall back against the seat.
“Fucking Christ.”
“You can’t do that,” she says when she comes up and pumps my cock. “You can’t say stuff like that, kiss me like you did back there, and expect me to be chill.”
She shakes her head and sinks down again. I can’t resist threading my hands in her hair and holding on.
I don’t push her down at first, but her hand comes back to cover mine. She presses herself harder onto my shaft, and I take the hint.
“You want me to fuck your gorgeous face, Harper? ”
She moans, deep in her throat. I thrust up into her, pressing her head down, and feel the crown slide into her throat.
She doesn’t gag.
Fucking Christ, she’s perfect.
“God yes, baby. Suck me just like that.” She hollows her cheeks and pulls me so deep. Her nose is pressed against my skin, and I have no fucking idea how she’s not gagging. “Swallow my cock, Harper. I’m going to come down your throat. Is that what you want?”
She moans, sucks harder, and cups my balls with her free hand, and I lose it. I come hard, seeing stars as I fill her throat and mouth with my cum, and this gorgeous woman cleans me right up, then sits back in the seat.
Grinning at me.
She swipes her mouth with the back of her hand and looks so damn pleased with herself. I can’t resist yanking her to me so I can kiss the fuck out of her.
“I’m going to fuck you everywhere in this house.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time.” Her hands are in my hair, fisted, and Christ, I think I might lose control with this woman.
I climb out of the car and cross to her side, then take her hand and lead her inside the house. The door is barely closed behind us when I turn to her, cage her in against the door, and kiss her like I’m starved for her.
Because I am.
I boost her up, and she wraps her legs around my waist, and we cling to each other as we explore each other’s mouths. She tastes like wine and heaven .
She tastes like mine.
“Hang on to me, baby.”
She loops her arms around my neck and holds on while I walk to the kitchen, where I set her on the edge of the counter and lift her dress over her head, tossing it aside. My lips go immediately to her soft neck, nibbling up to her ear.
“You take my fucking breath away, beautiful girl.”
“You’re biased.”
With a shake of my head, I tug on that earlobe, making her shiver. “No. I’m not. There isn’t an inch on you that I don’t want to fucking devour, sugar.”
She sighs and reaches for the hem of my shirt, tugging it up.
I pull away long enough for her to discard the shirt and toss it away. Then her hands are on me, and it’s as close to heaven as I’ll ever get.
Leaning forward, she presses her sweet lips to that spot right between my collarbones and works her way down to my sternum.
“You taste good,” she murmurs against my skin, making me growl.
Gripping her face in my hands, I tip her up so I can kiss her sweet lips, and her hands make a dive for my jeans.
We have two whole days to take it slow, but that’s not what this is. Right now, it’s been a week since I’ve seen her body, been inside her, touched her.
I’m not in the mood for soft and slow.
She works my jeans over my hips, and my already hard cock is in her hand, pulsing into her grip. One touch, and I might embarrass myself and come.
Moving her panties to the side, I circle her opening, and she moans. I push one finger inside, and she gasps, biting that bottom lip.
“Fucking incredible,” I whisper as she guides my cock to her, and without another word, I press inside, and we both groan. “Your pussy hugs my cock so damn well.”
“You stretch me so damn well,” she replies breathlessly. “Please, Blake.”
“What do you need?”
“Please move. ”
I slide out and thrust in again, and she nods.
“Yes. More.”
Her hair is like silk in my fist as I tip her head back, right where I want it, so I can plunder her mouth while I fuck her. She whimpers and holds on as my hips push harder and faster, and then we’re both looking down, watching my hard length move in and out of her wet pussy.
“Rub your hot-as-fuck clit.”
Her response is immediate. Her finger draws a quick circle around her hard nub, and she clenches me even tighter, making me groan.
“Just like that, beautiful.” Her pussy spasms around me, and I know she’s close. “Look at that. Look at how well you take this cock. Your wet cunt can’t get enough, can it?”
She shakes her head, bites her lip, and falls over into a powerful orgasm that has her legs shaking .
Without pulling out of her, I lift her and carry her to the wall, where I continue to pound into her, unrelenting in my chase of another orgasm for both of us.
“Blake.” Her voice catches as she clings to me. Her release soaks both of our thighs, and still, I don’t let up, pounding over and over in her, driving her up this wall with every thrust. “Oh God.”
“That’s it, baby. That’s it. You’ve got another one for me.”
“Can’t.”
I grin against her lips, then bite that lower lip hard. “Fucking give it to me, Harper.”
She whimpers, but I can already feel the quivering in her pussy.
“You’re trying to kill me.”
“Never.” I slam into her, and that’s all it takes. “Be my good girl and come all over me, baby.”
She cries out as her pelvis pushes against my own, and we both come, breathing each other’s air. I’m completely lost to her.
As we start to come down from the high of the climax, I push her hair off her cheek and brush my nose over hers.
“We needed that.”
“A week is too long,” she agrees. “It’s cruel and unusual punishment.”
I laugh and carry her once more toward my bedroom, loving the feel of her in my arms. “Same page, baby. It won’t happen again. Now, let’s go take a bath, and you can tell me about your week before I fuck you again. ”
She buries her nose in my neck and sighs before pressing a sweet kiss there. “That sounds really nice.”
I set her on the vanity and get to work filling the tub with hot water and some Epsom salts. It’s not particularly sexy, but it’ll feel good because we’ve only just started with the sex portion of our two days together, and she’ll get sore.
While the tub fills, I finish stripping us out of the last of our clothes, then step between Harper’s knees, wrap my arms around her, and hug her to me.
This woman snuggles up against me and kisses my chest.
“I’ve never been a cuddler,” she confesses softly. “But I like this.”
“Good. Because if you’re around, I’m a cuddler.” I kiss the top of her head, then turn to check the water. “Tub’s full. Let’s get in.”
I help her in first, and she scoots forward. I wiggle in behind her, then pull her against me.
“This feels nice,” she murmurs. “I could fall asleep in here.”
“Let’s not,” I reply with a grin. I reach for a washcloth and drag it over her skin. “Tell me about your week. How was work?”
She sighs and leans her head back against my shoulder, and I can’t resist kissing her temple.
I can’t keep my lips off this woman.
“It was rough, actually. I have one patient whose mom is likely going to give him up for adoption, which just makes me sad for her, but I understand where she’s coming from and respect the hell out of her.”
I spoke with Naomie a few days ago. My heart goes out to the woman.
“I lost a baby two days ago,” she continues. “She was doing well, and then everything just went wrong all at once. It happened so fast. And her parents were right there, and shit , it sucked.”
I kiss her head and squeeze her to me.
“I’m sorry.”
“Me too.” She hugs my arm against her. “But we sent five babies home, and right now, we only have one critical case and three growers, at least when I left this morning. So that’s good. I really like my coworkers. There’s not a lot of pettiness or bullshit.”
“Always a bonus.”
She nods against me. “Greg is home and back to himself. He’s been better about his meds, and I make him send me his sugar levels twice a day. I know I’m annoying him, but until he’s settled into a routine, I need to stay on top of it.”
“I’d do the same,” I reply. “He’s been feeling better?”
“Yeah. At least, he tells me he is. Now it’s your turn. How was your week?”
“Interesting. Frustrating.” I shrug and drag the cloth up the outside of her thigh.
“Why interesting?”
I smile and kiss her head. “There’s always a case that comes in that tests my skills. Things I need to figure out.”
“Do you like that part of the job?”
“I do, yeah. I like solving puzzles, and I seem to get a new one every day.”