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If she didn’t say no, would he take over? Would he lead her the tiniest bit astray?
His lips moved over and with hers, faster then slower. She groaned into his mouth and shoved her hands under his jacket so she could touch him instead.
Harper pulled away just enough to speak. “There’s something I want to do…”
She was lightheaded and a tiny bit dizzy. “What?”
He tipped his head down and one side of his mouth hitched up. Dark promise glittered in his eyes. She pressed her thighs together and resisted the urge to squirm.
“I want to make you feel like a queen,” he growled.
Her body heated and her pussy clenched. “O-oh?”
Robin’s brain was already short-circuiting. The rational thing to do would be to stop this, but she didn’t want to. Not one bit.
“Do you trust me?” he asked in that same low tone that made her nipples tighten.
She licked her lips and swallowed, willing her voice to be steady.
“Yes,” she whispered.
Harper leaned against her and pressed his mouth to hers in a gentle kiss. Her body relaxed, and she reached up to touch his face. His lips made love to her. She wanted to do nothing but this for the rest of the day. How was it a man could be this sweet and sexy?
His knee slid between hers.
Her insides quivered.
Harper’s hands slid under her shirt to rest against her stomach.
She immediately wished she weren’t wearing the cardigan. Waves of lust and heat did not need superwash wool.
His thumbs slid down to dip beneath the waistband of her leggings. She pressed closer to him. Only, his hands didn’t stop at her hips. Harper’s hand continued its southern journey, pushing past her panties to her mound.
She opened her eyes, staring at him. “H-Harper?”
He cupped her, pressing his fingers against her folds and deeper. “Do you want me to stop?”
Robin should. That would be the right thing to do, but where had that gotten her?
He flexed one finger, caressing her clit.
She shuddered and licked her lips.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered.
Over the years she’d done things that broke the rules, but never like this.
Harper’s mouth crashed against hers. She groaned and shifted her hips against his hand. His touch was so gentle by comparison, it almost seemed like he was two different people.
“These need to go,” he said.
Her mind was spinning. “What?”
Harper dropped to his knees, taking her leggings and panties with them while she leaned against the wall. She stared at the light glistening off his jet black hair and wondered how they’d gotten here. She was lost in her own thoughts, watching him as if she were watching TV or something happening to someone else. Which might have been why her brain didn’t fully process Harper grabbing her knee until he was lifting her leg over his shoulder.
“What are you—?”
The rest of that question died on her lips.
