Chapter 73
SEVENTY-THREE
SAVANNAH
Harley stares at me, his eyes assessing me just like I knew they would.
“You’re not hurt? Like, at all?” he asks, and I shake my head. My throat may be a little sore for a while, but otherwise, I feel fine.
I also know that he’s worried about my mental health just as much as my physical health.
Today was fucking bad. Horrible. Terrifying.
Scarring. But you know what? Everything that I thought would happen didn’t.
I didn’t end up being sold to my father’s friend.
I wasn’t raped by my father’s right-hand man, and I get to be with Harley when I thought I’d never see him again.
Everything that’s happened will be a lot to unpack, but I’m not traumatized like he seems to think I am. The knowledge my father is taken care of, that I’ll never have to face him or deal with him again, makes me feel stronger than I ever have before.
“Promise me, Sav.”
“I swear to you, Harley. I’m fine.” I try to show him with my eyes how truthful I’m being. I try to tell him everything is okay now that I’m here with him.
His gaze goes from assessing to heated in seconds, and I barely have time to blink before he manages to lift me and flip me around so I’m lying on the bed, looking up at him as he crowds my body with his.
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to control myself around you? Fuck, Sav. For four years, I’ve been obsessed with you in one way or another, and it didn’t matter if I was telling myself I hated you, I still wanted you constantly. I couldn’t stay away, no matter how hard I tried.”
“I didn’t want you to stay away. I craved you constantly and would purposely put myself in your way just to spend a few minutes with you. It didn’t matter if you hated me or not, I just wanted to be around you.”
It’s sad, really, how much time we’ve lost because I refused to tell him the truth, but everything is out in the open now, and honestly?
I think things were supposed to happen this way.
If my father hadn’t forced me to do what he did, then we probably would have been nothing but a summer fling that fizzled out over time.
I hate to think that way, but we were both young and had no idea what we were doing.
Now though? Now, we both know what we want. And what we want is each other.
Harley presses a hard kiss to my lips, and I sink into it, the connection between us stronger than ever, and then his mouth moves, trailing kisses down my neck and to the top of my shirt.
“We need to get rid of this,” he says, and then in the next breath, he’s pulling my clothes off me like he’ll die if he doesn’t.
“And you,” I pant, once he’s removed my leggings and I’m laid bare for him.
He smirks wickedly before climbing to his feet, where he undresses slowly, but I can’t look away. God, he’s so muscled, and so goddamn handsome that I really can’t believe he’s mine.
“Fuck, Sav,” he groans. “If you keep eye fucking me like that, this will be over before it even begins.”
“Then you better get over here.”
He grins and crawls onto the bed, leaning over to give me a quick kiss before trailing his lips down my body. He stops at my nipples, his mouth licking and sucking one while he pinches the other with his fingers, and then he swaps, doing the same to the other.
I’m a moaning mess of want and need as I pant, “Please. Please—fuck, please, Harley.”
He chuckles and starts moving lower, pressing open mouthed kisses to my stomach before he finally settles between my legs and looks up at me. The heat in his eyes is almost enough to make me combust, and when he lowers his mouth to my clit, I arch up off the bed and whimper.
He groans against me, his eyes fluttering shut as he fucking devours me. He uses his tongue, lips, and teeth to make me almost see stars, and when his fingers join his mouth, I swear I almost come right then.
He fingers me slowly as his mouth attacks my clit. One finger, and then another, slowly gaining pace until I’m right on the precipice of my orgasm.
“Fuck. Fuck, Harley. I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”
“Yessss. That’s it, little devil. Come all over my mouth and fingers, then I’ll fuck you and make you come all over my cock.”
And that does it.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, my entire body going tense as I jerk against him. Tingles form all over my body as I’m pushed over the edge, and my vision whites out while I experience one of the most powerful releases I’ve ever had.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” Harley states once I come back to myself. I blink my eyes open to find him positioned between my legs, his hard length resting against me. “I need to see it again.”
And then he’s thrusting into me, he’s rough and uncoordinated, as though he can barely hold himself back from coming. As though he’s so turned on from going down on me that he might die if he doesn’t fuck me right now.
And honestly, I feel the same.
“God, you feel so fucking good,” he murmurs as he grabs my hips and pulls me against him, thrusting deeper into me until I don’t know where he ends and I begin.
“So fucking perfect for me, Sav. Always so fucking good for me. Beautiful. Gorgeous. My perfect little devil.”
“Harley,” I whine, asking for something, and yet I don’t even know what.
“I know, baby. I know.” He leans down and kisses me. It’s hungry, messy, and exactly what I need.
“I’m not gonna last long, baby. Need you too much. Need you to come with me.”
He reaches between our bodies and pinches my clit between his fingers, and I can’t help but tighten around him.
“Fuuuuuckkkk. God, I fucking—I… I love you, Jesus fuck, Savannah.”
Then we’re both crying out, moaning and groaning each other’s name as we both find our release. We pant as we catch our breaths, Harley’s head buried in my shoulder while our sweat-slicked bodies press together.
“I love you,” I whisper.
“I fucking love you, little devil.”