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"I see. Well, then let’s go."
I take her hand in mine, interlocking our fingers. Then, we make our way through the crowd and out the door. I know Caleb wouldn't have taken my car, so I head there.
I open the passenger door for Harper, close it, and get into the driver's side.
We say nothing to each other on the way home, but the sexual tension in the air is thick.
There's no conversation as we get into the elevator either, and it takes me getting to my floor and stepping out to realize that I pressed my number even though Harper's apartment is the floor below mine.
I turn to her.
This is probably where I say goodnight.
And yet—
"Do you want to—?"
"Yes," she nods.
The unspoken between us is clearer than the minutes we spent teasing each other at the club, and when I take her hand, the contact sizzles.
As soon as we get into the living room and the door closes, I pull her into my arms and press my lips to hers. There is no slow seduction, no hesitation or question of what the boundaries are.
Harper moans when my hands reach for the neckline of her dress, and I tug it lower, slipping my hand in. My fingers cup her through the underwear, teasing her in the right places.
I trail kisses down her neck, pausing to inhale the scent of her perfume just at the point where her pulse pounds the loudest.
"You're temptation," I mutter. "And I want to sink into it and give in to every desire."
Her moans, the whimpers that pass through her parted lips as I explore her body, make me primal with a need that feels almost insatiable.
Soon enough, our clothes are on the floor, and left in our underwear, I take her hand, leading through the doors to my bedroom. Despite my vast sexual experience, I have never brought anyone here before. It's the only room that no one enters. Yet, it feels right to bring Harper to it.
I hit the switch for the light as we stumble in the dark, holding on to each other and trying to find our way.
"Isn't this your room?" Harper says with a laugh. "You should be able to in know your way in the dark." '
A warm light enters the room, and I let my eyes feast on her again. "You have my mind completely occupied and I am having trouble thinking about anything else, Harper."
She scrunches her nose in disbelief. "Yeah, yeah. You're just saying that to get into my pants."
I overtake her steps to the bed, grabbing her hand and pulling her flush against my body. My hand goes under her chin, as I've noticed she avoids eye contact when things get hot and heavy.
"You don't believe me, do you?"
She shrugs, but her eyes avoid mine. "What is there to believe? It's sex, isn't it?"
I mean, yeah…but something about her tone keeps me from agreeing with her statement. Instead, I follow her gaze until she has no choice but to look at me.
"What?" She bites her bottom lip.
"I mean it. At the club, the way you danced…I'm a man, Harper, but I'm one with control over myself. This," I take her hand and guide it lower, "is what you do to me. This is all you."
Her face turns bright red, and I'm certain I would have made out the shade if the lights were off.
"Are you—"
Harper silences my questions by kissing me with so much intensity that I forget what I want to say, and we fall into bed—limbs tangled. Her legs wrap around my waist, and she tugs me lower with her arms around my neck, burying her face in the crook of my neck.
