Chapter Thirteen
With the taste of Harper still on his lips and tongue, Linc almost came as soon as her fingers closed around his cock. And when she went down on him, taking him all the way into her throat without hesitation, he thought he’d died and gone to heaven.
One of his hands went to her head. He pulled her hair out of the way so he could have the best view of his dick disappearing between her lips. He’d never seen anything sexier. Her enthusiasm was erotic as hell and made him feel more wanted than any other woman had ever managed.
In the past, he’d felt as if most of his partners had gone down on him because they’d thought it was expected.
Harper was making love to his cock with her mouth.
When he wasn’t in her throat, she was licking, sucking, and nibbling, just as he’d done to her.
Precome was leaking from the tip of his cock like a sieve, and she either used it as lubrication or licked it up with a Cheshire cat smile.
“Fucking hell, Harper,” Linc muttered.
She smiled around his dick as she bobbed up and down.
He was going to come, and the last thing he wanted was to blow his wad in her mouth.
Not when her juicy pussy was waiting for him.
He’d been nervous about making love to her after hearing her story, but the woman currently devouring him as if he were a popsicle obviously wasn’t thinking about the past. Which was a huge relief.
Turning his mind away from what she’d told him, because it would kill his erection faster than jumping into Lobster Cove on a winter day, Linc licked his lips, still tasting her there.
He took another moment to enjoy the sight of Harper slurping and deep-throating him. He wasn’t a small man, and seeing how easily she took him was such a turn-on.
“That is so damn sexy,” he told her, as she continued to suck him.
“Seeing your lips around me, it’s a dream come true, sweetheart.
I can’t wait to do this while you’re on your knees in front of me.
I want you to suck on me until right before I blow, and then I want to come on your tits. See it dripping from your nipples.”
She moaned at his words, and the sound reverberated around his cock, making him even harder.
“You like the sound of that?”
She nodded but didn’t let go of his dick. In fact, she sucked harder, making Linc moan this time.
She took her mouth off his cock, using her hand to jack him off while turning to kiss his inner thigh. Then she latched on to him—and proceeded to give him one hell of a hickey.
Linc couldn’t help but laugh. He knew exactly what she was doing, and he didn’t give even the smallest shit. She could mark him any way she wanted. He’d wear the bruise with pride, knowing she gave it to him. And remembering what she was doing while she did.
Except, his boxers were in the way. She was having trouble keeping the material out of her face as she marked him. Linc reached down, dislodging Harper from his leg with a pop, and he shoved the offending material farther down his thighs. He kicked it off and reached for Harper.
She was still pumping his cock with her hand, but he pulled her on top of him.
He wanted to fuck the shit out of her, though he remained cognizant of her past. And while she said she didn’t remember anything, the last thing he wanted to do was trigger some long-buried memory by taking her in the missionary position.
She smiled down at him, going up on her knees and reaching for his cock once more. She started to notch him between her legs, but something occurred to Linc at the last minute. He literally wanted to cry, but he wouldn’t take her without protecting her first.
His hand flew out and he covered her pussy as he said, “Fuck . . . condom, Harper. They’re in my bag.”
She didn’t protest, didn’t hesitate. Simply swung her leg over his and hopped off the bed.
He watched with appreciation as she leaned over to grab the bag from the pharmacy they’d stopped at along the way.
Bent in front of him, he could see her thighs glistened with her juices, and her pussy lips were puffy and equally wet.
It took all Linc’s control not to leap out of the bed and take her right then and there. With Harper leaning over, him fucking her from behind like an animal. He felt like one. His mind was hazy, and he’d never been so desperate to get inside a woman.
And not just any woman. This one. Harper.
She turned with a smile of triumph as she held up the box of condoms, opening it as she walked back to the bed.
Linc couldn’t keep his gaze from her tits.
From the hickey he’d given her earlier. It was going to bruise like hell.
He regretted sucking so hard. He’d have to keep in mind in the future how easily her skin damaged.
His intention was never to hurt or embarrass her.
Just to have her think about him every time she saw it.
She’d succeeded in opening the box by the time she reached him, and while the thought of her putting the condom on him was crazy hot, Linc didn’t have the patience at the moment.
He held out his hand, and he had the package open and the rubber rolled down his dick before she’d even climbed back onto the bed and hitched a leg up to straddle him.
As soon as she was in place, Linc reached for her hips and held Harper steady as she once more took hold of him.
It took a shitload of control not to thrust up the second the head of his cock breached her pussy lips. But somehow, he managed to lie still and let Harper take the lead. Thankfully, she didn’t prolong the moment. She sank down on him in one long thrust, taking him to the hilt.
Their pubic hair meshed together, his dark and hers red. Another erotic sight he’d remember and jack off to in the future when he couldn’t be with her.
She shifted on his lap, and he slid in another fraction of an inch.
“You feel so good,” she whispered, smiling down at him. Her hands were braced on his chest, her legs spread wide across his lap. When she tightened her internal muscles, Linc was a goner.
“Hold on, Harper. This is gonna be hard and fast. That okay?”
“Perfect.”
The word was barely out of her mouth before Linc was moving. Thrusting into her from below. He lifted her off him slightly and held her aloft as he fucked her. They both moaned. The sounds their bodies made were loud in the quiet of the morning, but they were too swept away to care.
Pleasure made Linc’s entire body tingle as all the blood rushed to his cock.
His balls tightened, and he knew it was only a matter of moments before he came.
It was too soon. Too fast. But after the blow job, still tasting her on his tongue, and the tightness of her pussy around his dick, Linc was a goner.
“Fuck,” he growled, his body shaking as he orgasmed. It seemed to go on and on. The world turned inside out. Nothing had ever felt like this. Nothing.
Through it all, Linc kept his gaze locked on her face. Memorizing this moment. The small smile, the flush on her cheeks. The way she bit her lip when his orgasm finally waned. She was proud that she’d been able to make him come. It took away the sting of how quick he’d been.
As soon as he could think again, his hand moved from her hip back to her clit. She was still spread eagle around him, and he had easy access to that magic button of hers. He held her hip with one hand while the other forcefully strummed her clit.
“Linc!” she exclaimed, as she squirmed on top of him. Her inner muscles spasmed around him, caressing him from the inside out. Amazingly, Linc felt his cock hardening once again. He needed to get the condom off and put a new one on, but not until she came for him.
“S-S-Sensitive,” she stammered, but she didn’t push him away.
“Come around my dick, Harp,” Linc ordered.
“I want to feel it. I’m getting hard again.
Seeing you ride me, my mark on you, seeing your tits bounce and sway .
. . I’ll never get enough. You make me feel as if I’m eighteen again.
I want to fuck you slow next time. Put you on your back and take my time, throw you over the edge again and again until you beg for mercy. ”
“Yes! Do it!” she cried.
“Not until you come,” Linc said, gritting his teeth.
The truth was, he wasn’t sure that he had enough control to do as he’d promised.
He was legendary for his control, but at the moment, he felt as if he had none.
This woman turned everything he knew about himself on its head. And he couldn’t even begin to care.
He loved it. Loved her. She’d changed him. How he felt about the world, about himself, about kids, about what was important in life. And he wanted to bury himself inside her and never leave.
He’d finally found a place where he felt like the old Linc . . . here. Between her legs. Inside her body. Her heart. And he was never letting her go.
She let out a sound between a moan and a squeak, and just like that she was coming once more. And the grip she had on his cock was life changing. It almost hurt, but in the best way possible. Her rippling muscles caressed him into full hardness.
Growling, Linc pulled out while she was still coming and ripped off the used condom. Looking around, he spotted his boxers and quickly wrapped the used rubber in them before dropping them to the floor and grabbing the box of condoms. He had another rolled onto his cock in seconds.
He pushed Harper to her back and nudged her legs apart before notching himself back between her soaking-wet folds and pushing inside.
He slid all the way in easily, and it felt like coming home.
They both sighed, and Linc took a deep breath. He needed to slow down. To get control.
Harper smiled sweetly and lifted a hand to palm the side of his face. She wiped a thumb over his cheekbone. “You’re a mess,” she said softly.