Chapter 26
Elias
Harmony immediately wraps her arms around my neck.
Her curves perfectly mold to me. My cock aches for her touch.
When I pick her up, she straddles my waist and grinds against me.
Since the day I signed the contract, this has been inevitable, no matter how hard we both fought it. And I tried. I really did.
Her mouth parts on a moan, and I deepen the kiss. She tastes like minty toothpaste. I swallow up her sigh as I fist my hand in her hair and tug. She gasps as I grind my hips into her, and all of my self-control snaps.
I pull her head to the side and whisper in her ear, “Tell me you want me to fuck you as much as I want to.”
She whimpers, and I’m about to release her, thinking maybe I pushed her too far, but then she replies, “I’ve dreamed of you fucking me for so long.”
Her uttered filthy words nearly undo me, and I groan. Just the thought of someone else touching her has my insides turning. “Tell me another man hasn’t touched you,” I growl before I nibble my way down her neck.
Harmony shakes her head.
“Tell me you’ve only ever been mine.”
This time, she nods.
“Not a single person?”
My heart pounds regularly again when, she forces out, “No one. O-only you.”
I push her against the kitchen counter and growl. “Tell me that every time you used your vibrator you imagined it was me fucking you.”
Harmony’s dilated eyes meet mine. Her already pink cheeks flush. “Yes, every time.”
“That’s my good girl.”
I release my grip on her hair, and she leans forward and kisses me again. Her lips are fused to mine, greedily exploring my mouth. My cock is straining against my jeans, almost to the point of pain, begging for release.
I reach for the button on her jeans, but she undoes it before I can even grab it. She shimmies them down her thighs, and my knees almost buckle at the sight. Her lacy panties are enough to drop me to my knees and worship her.
Lifting her to the counter, I run my fingers up her toned legs, relishing this gift she’s allowed me even though I don’t deserve it after last night. I slip her soaked panties to the side and rub her clit.
“You’re so wet for me.”
I push a single finger inside, and she moves her hips to meet me. When I pull back out, I push a second in. Her head drops back, a moan mingling in with our frantic movements.
“Please, Elias, I need more,” she says breathlessly.
Harmony begging is like flipping on a switch.
I finger fuck her until she’s screaming my name.
She bucks her hips up as she lets loose a moan.
Her core starts to tighten around me, and I plunge a third finger in to tip her over the edge.
I swipe my thumb over her clit, and she screams out my name as she orgasms all over my hand.
While holding eye contact, I lick her wetness off my finger and say, “You taste so good.”
She flashes me a shy smile as she straightens herself. When she reaches for my buckle, I take a step back, out of her range.
Her red lips form a small “O,” and it kills me to say, “Not this time.”
She blinks a few times. “Why not? Did I do something wrong?”
I shake my head. “Today was about you.” When she eyes me warily, I continue, “Fine, I loved it just as much as you did, so I guess it was for us both.”
“I want to get you off, too.”
Harmony tries to reach for me again, but I step back and shake my head. If she keeps trying, I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out.
She pouts. “Why can’t I?”
Being with her is so right. I’ll never regret calling Sully for help when her life is on the line.
Before I can respond, a knock sounds on the front door. “That’s why.”
Her copper eyes widen, and I help her off the counter. My stomach twists as she looks up at me with a question in her gaze. She opens her mouth to say something, but I lean down and press my lips to hers. I plunge my fingers into her hair, and she pushes to her toes automatically.
This is exactly the distraction that will get her killed.
More pounding at the door spurs her into action, and she flees from the kitchen.