24. Harper
Harper
“Finally!” I yell, not leaving my room. “Get in here.” Wren and Bree walk in, both with raised eyebrows at the disaster that is my bedroom.
Clothes are everywhere. “I can’t decide what to wear.
I haven’t been on a date in over a year, and let’s face it, I didn’t really care about the last few guys, so what I wore didn’t matter.
All Jace said was nothing fancy, just to dress warm and comfortable.
What the fuck does that even mean? I can’t show up in leggings and a hoodie like I don’t care, but if I dress nice, it’ll look like I tried too hard, which is embarrassing, and lord knows I have already done enough embarrassing shit in his presence. ”
“Shit balls, Harper. Did you breathe once through that whole tirade?” Wren looks baffled, and Bree is laughing her ass off. Flipping her off, I march back to my bed and rifle through the outfits laid out.
“Love you too, Harp.” Bree laughs, coming to my side and turning me from my clothes. “Girl. Stop for just a minute and take a breath. This is Jace you’re talking about. He’s so gone for you that you could show up in a purple tutu, and he would still have stars in his eyes and gush over you.”
“Well, shit, now I have to say the worst phrase ever.” Her grinning face makes this all the worse. “You’re right and thank you.” Bree does a little spin and pumps her fist in the air.
“Now, let’s get you ready. As much as Jace would love the current silky robe look, I think I can speak for both Wren and me, we do not want to hear the escapades that follow him seeing you like this.
” She points at me, her hand moving up and down.
Biting my lip and fighting the grin, I turn back to the piles of clothes.
In the end, I land on wearing my favorite pair of jeans because they make my ass look, well, like I actually have one.
Brown ankle boots, and a fuzzy cream wrap style sweater that is impossibly soft.
Bonus feature, with a tug on the satin ribbon at the side it unravels.
Whatever we are doing, I’m hoping like hell it ends in us both naked.
My confidence is boosted when I remove my robe and both Wren and Bree start clapping at the sight of my new very expensive and very sexy lingerie underneath.
“Jace is going to blow his load in his pants when he sees that,” Wren exclaims, and my face turns beet red.
They think it’s cause I’m embarrassed, if only they knew it was because he did just that a week ago in the sunroom.
Not gonna lie, that has been on replay in my mind and had me reaching for my favorite vibrator at least once a night.
Wren does my makeup while Bree styles my hair.
They are just finishing when I spot two bags by my door.
“What are those?”
“Overnight bags. We came prepared to sleep here,” Bree says while Wren gives me an exaggerated wink.
“And you should pack one too, just in case,” Bree supplies.
“I usually choose to go in unprepared and just wear their clothes if it becomes an overnight thing.” Wren shrugs.
“I can’t do that! How presumptuous would that look! I mean, if I drove myself maybe, but not when he’s picking me up. Plus, I’m not sure I can stay away from Lizzie all night.”
“Stop overthinking everything, Harper.” A knock at the door has us all jumping like we were caught doing something naughty.
I laugh as Wren takes off to get the door.
Bree squares my shoulders, lowering her voice.
“Harper, sweetie. Just see where things go. If you want to stay with Jace, stay with him. If you want to come home, do that. You are free to do whatever you want. There’s no pressure, we just want to see you happy, and hun, you look so happy when you’re with him.
” Tears blur my vision and I wave my hands in front of my face to stop them.
Bree blots under my eyes, and I hug her tight before heading out to the living room.
Jace and Wren are talking and laughing about something as I come out, but he stops mid-sentence when I walk in, and the look on his face makes me feel like I’m floating.
Stepping around Wren, he approaches me as his eyes roam my body.
“Wow,” he breathes, then seems to remember we aren’t alone.
Clearing his throat and intertwining our fingers, he asks, “You ready to go?”
“Yeah, let me say bye to Lizzie first.” As if on cue, she hops down the stairs with a full smile.
Then proceeds to give everyone in the room a high five, before she puts her arms up to Jace to be picked up.
He does without hesitation, and she rubs at his scruffy cheeks, then she leans in and rubs her cheek against his.
The look on her face is priceless, all shocked and annoyed.
Rubbing her cheek, she stares at his face but rubs it once more with her hands before wiggling free.
“I think my ovaries just skipped a beat, Harper,” Wren breathes dreamily next to me, and she’s not wrong.
“Yeah, maybe I will take y’all up on the all nighter thing.” Wren claps her hands, drawing everyone's attention to us.
“Dude, be cool,” I hiss under my breath.
“Bye, princess. Mommy is going out, but you get to play with Wren and Bree.” She claps her hands and twirls her dress, fanning out.
“Let’s go.” I smile at Jace and we head for the door.
Jace leads me to the passenger door of his truck, opening it for me, but stops me before I get in.
“Just when I thought you couldn’t get more beautiful, you go and take my breath away.
” He kisses me softly, pulling away almost reluctantly, letting his forehead rest against mine.
“Pinch me so I know I’m not dreaming, and I really am getting to finally take you on a date. ”
I pinch his ass playfully. His eyes flash in surprise before going molten. The smirk on his face is full of promises of things to come, and it goes straight to my core.
We pull off the main road onto a small unpaved country road.
This late in the fall, the sun is already starting to dip behind the ridgeline of the Coastal Range.
The golden light spilling over the roadway bathes everything in a soft amber glow, casting long shadows from the trees lining the road.
The Cascade Mountains rise to the east. Their blue-gray outlines softened in the hazy fading light.
We follow along gentle curves into the road, breaking free from the dense tree coverage into a wide-open clearing.
I spot a tent at the far edge of the field.
My interest is piqued as the gravel crunches under the tires, and we come to a stop.
Jace comes around, opening the door for me. The air smells of the fir and cedar trees surrounding us, and the only sounds are crickets chirping and flowing water. I’m guessing the river runs just beyond the tent.
“Wait here,” Jace says, not waiting for my response, before running to the tent and turning on a generator.
Warm twinkling lights flare to life, strung between low-hanging branches, casting a glow over the whole clearing.
Surrounded by trees, and the sun setting, it feels like a magical fairyland.
Jace jogs back and takes my hand, leading me to the tent.
I’m not prepared for what awaits me. More twinkling lights are draped along the seams of the tent.
Their soft reflecting light, combined with the covering of blankets and pillows, makes the space so cozy and inviting.
A projector screen is along the back wall, and I spot takeout containers from my favorite tapas place.
It feels like a secret hideaway carved out in the forest just for us, and it’s perfect.
Suddenly, food is the last thing on my mind. Jace is still by the flap, watching me take it all in. Turning to face him, I kick off my boots, and crook my finger at him. He’s on me before I can blink. Hands in my hair, mouth crashing into mine.
Shit, will it always be like this? This deep unending desire to be with him, to feel every part of him?
Each kiss somehow better than the last, more intense, more emotional, fuck, just more.
My fingers find the buttons of his shirt, and surprisingly, I get through them without issue, a tiny miracle with how wound up I am.
The undershirt follows his button up into a heap on the floor.
He reaches for the tied ribbon at my side and slowly, almost reverently, pulls, watching the bow get smaller and smaller before it gives and falls open.
His sharp intake of breath goes straight to my throbbing pussy.
He gently tosses it to the floor before letting his hands roam over my skin and the sheer lace covering my breast, pinching my peaked nipples through the fabric.
The friction of the lace, along with the sting of pressure has my head falling back, exhaling as ripples of pleasure coarse through me.
Jace takes full advantage of the new position, finding the spot where my neck meets my shoulder, kissing, and nipping his way to my ear.
“Babe. You. Are. Fucking. Perfect.” He punctuates each word with a kiss and a tweak of my nipples.
Suddenly, my breasts are abandoned, and his fingers make quick work on the fastening of my jeans.
Working them over my thighs, he leans around me as he follows them down and bites my ass.
“You have no idea how long I have wanted to get my teeth on you here, Harper. Ever since the Berry Festival. Watching you walk to the booth, all I could think of was biting this ass.” His hands grip me, fingers digging into my flesh.
“Oh, God!” I pant. His words are fuel to the fire his hands and mouth have been stoking.
He stands in front of me, unhooking my bra, watching my breasts tumble free, heavy and full, nipples straining toward him, toward his touch. “The only name I want to hear from your lips tonight is mine. You got that, babe?”
“Jace,” I moan and he growls, lifting me off my feet then guiding us both to the plush floor he set up.
My panties are gone a second later. When he stands and takes off his pants, I can’t stop my tongue from darting out, desperate for a taste.
Coming to my knees, I run my tongue over the tip, collecting the bead of precum, swirling my tongue in the slit.
His butt clenches and he fists my hair. Opening my mouth, I take him in.
I’ve never done this, never wanted to, but something about this night and being with him makes me want to know every inch of him.
Bobbing my head, I find a rhythm that makes him jolt with every bob.
Praises spill from his lips, and I feel powerful and beautiful in this moment.
“That’s right, babe, just like that. Your mouth feels so good.” Too soon, he pulls me off him by my hair, and for whatever reason, that turns me on so much. But he stopped me, and I’m worried I did something wrong.
“Sorry, I can try again. Tell me how you like it? I’ve just never done that,” I wave at his cock bouncing against his abdomen, “but I actually liked it and want to do it better.”
Coming to his knees before me, Jace grabs my face.
“Do you think I stopped you because it wasn’t good?
” Shrugging seems like the best answer. “No way in hell should you ever think like that, Harper. Honestly, I’m relieved you haven’t done that before, cause no guy would’ve ever let you go once he felt your mouth on him, and I would be missing out. ”
“Then why?” I ask, searching his eyes.
“Cause I was a breath away from unloading in your mouth, and all I have been able to think of is being buried inside you again. I guess that makes me a selfish bastard, but tonight, at least this first time, because I plan to have you as many times as you’ll allow, I want to be inside you when I come, babe. ”
We tumble onto the plush floor again, his cock already nudging at my entrance, and suddenly I’m feral for him.
The need to have him inside me overwhelms me, and my body feels like it’s vibrating.
“Don’t worry, I brought a whole fucking box of condoms, baby.
Like I said, I’m a greedy son of a bitch, and I’m addicted to you. ”
Now, I need to speak up and say what I want. It scares me, and I’m worried about what he will think, but with so much already between us I feel safe saying it. “Or you could not use one?” My words drift off as my nerves gallop in. His body tenses and I know he heard me.
Rushing to get it all out, I go on, “I’m on the pill and take it every day.
And I haven’t been with anyone in a long time, and the only person that I have been with without a condom is, well, I’m sure you can guess.
So, I’m clean and have been tested. If you aren’t comfortable with it, that’s fine, I just…
well, I don’t want anything between us tonight. ”
Propped on his forearms, Jace is watching me with something akin to awe on his face.
Like I’m handing him the best gift he has ever gotten.
“I’m clean too, Harper, and I’ve only been with you for a while as well.
Fuck,” he grunts, resting his head on my shoulder.
I’m so confused but I keep quiet, trying to wait, even if it kills me, which it is.
“Sorry, I needed a minute, babe, about came just thinking about taking you bare, getting to feel every bit of you. Fuck, I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m glad I get you. ”
As he speaks, he shifts back, lining himself with my pussy. Rubbing his cock through my folds, gathering wetness. When I squirm, trying to press him to me more, he smacks my pussy with his cock, the wet sound obscene, and devastatingly erotic. “Just making sure you’re ready for me.”
“I’m so fucking ready, Jace. Please—” My words are cut off as he thrusts forward, entering me in one smooth motion, taking me inch by inch and burying himself to the hilt.
I shout at the abrupt intrusion, clinging to him, letting my nails rake down his back.
“Fuck, yes, yes, Jace,” I chant. The stretch and pressure of him inside me is intense.
The way he fills me so completely is beyond words.
This time, he doesn’t wait for me to adjust; he claims me, pistoning his hips into me.
Arching off the pillows and sucking in a breath as my abdomen clenches, I give in to it all.
I can feel my orgasm building fast. I try to breathe through it, not wanting this to end.
“I can’t, I can’t…” My words are breathy sobbing moans. He’s relentlessly pounding into me.
“Fuck, Harper. You feel so fucking good. The way your pussy is clamping onto me. Look at the way you take me, like your body was made for me.” Looking down to where we are joined, I watch him move in me, the reckless way he’s claiming me, and I combust. Screaming as I topple over the edge, and he doesn’t let up, doesn’t slow, his movements getting more erratic before he thrusts impossibly deep, going still as he fills me, claiming me as his.