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Something tells me that there's something on her mind unrelated to what is happening but that I'm better off not trying to find out. I try to show her how she makes me feel instead by taking my time…slowly peeling off the rest of her clothes.
Her fingers tangle in my hair and rake down my back as I kiss her thoroughly, nibbling her bottom lip and drawing out her whimpers. I trace the gentle slope of her neck with love bites and the curve of her shoulder with my teeth, taking pleasure in the shivers that run through her body.
It pleases me—to a level that leaves me mildly surprised when I hear my name from her lips and when her moans are loud, and her body jerks as my mouth touches the place between her legs.
My tongue teases her clit, and I work my finger into her—sliding in and out while trying to hold myself from losing it from the sounds she makes and…just her. Just Harper.
Everything about her drives me crazy, and I find myself racing to get a condom after she comes in my mouth, tearing off my boxers in the process. I have it on in seconds, and I settle between her legs as they welcome me again.
"Harper," I say when her eyes close. "Look at me."
She shakes her head.
"Look at me," I repeat, gentler this time. "I need to see you."
Her eyes open. "Why?"
"Why? Because you're beautiful. Your eyes are beautiful." '
Her mouth opens in protest, but I take that moment to slide in, and the look on her face is nothing short of rapturous. I grind my teeth, going still when I'm fully sheathed inside her.
She's so warm…so tight…fuck, she’s glorious.
"Is something wrong?" she asks with her hands on the sheets.
I grin as I shake my head. "On the contrary. Everything is perfect. You're perfect."
There's a fleeting look of doubt on her face before she throws her arms around my neck and pulls me closer. My plan of taking things somewhat slow goes downhill from there, although Harper gives me no room, either.
The urge to bury myself into Harper so that her imprint stays on my skin drives me close to losing my sanity. My finger sinks between our bodies, and she gasps as I touch her clit, the sound filling my ears.
"Gabriel," she moans my name.
I feel her core pulsing around me, swallowing not just my body but my mind too. And I feel her getting close to the edge as her gasps become softer and her body jerks repeatedly.
"I—"
"I know," I breathe into her ear. "I feel it too. Like I'm going to break apart. But I want to see you come. I want to watch you—need to feel your body as it takes what I give until it cannot handle anymore."
Her eyes open briefly before Harper's orgasm washes over her in a long shudder that has her hands falling and clutching the sheets. Wave after wave passes as I thrust harder, hitting the same spot and keeping the same pace. When she finally sighs, I let go with a deep grunt, losing my bearing for the whole of ten seconds.
Not to crush her, I roll over and lay on my back.
"Here," I open my arms after we spend some time trying to catch our breaths.
Her eyes are reluctant, but she gives in. "Let's just stay here for a while."
I don't know when I blacked out.
Chapter 7
Harper
How do I look him in the eye after last night?
I wonder, holding a file to my chest and standing in front of Gabriel's door, wondering if I should give up and drop the file with his secretary. But I'm not the type of person to hide behind someone else. At least when it comes to every other thing in life.
Sex and entanglements are two areas that I'm willing to admit I have very little expertise in—after all, I've only ever been with two other people apart from Gabriel.
