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“What do you say?”
“I was waiting for you,” I respond.
Harper gets to her feet. “I’m done now, so we better get on with it. I might not know everything in your apartment, but I know the way to your bedroom, so meet me there. Okay?”
I don’t have to be told twice before I hurry after her, my pants and everything else coming off on the way. When I get to my room, she has the condom laid on the bed beside her.
“You are too slow, you know that?”
Chuckling, I get on the bed where her legs are waiting to embrace me. “You won’t be saying that when I’m thrusting deep inside you, and your body is quaking from the pleasure.”
A soft moan leaves her lips as her eyelids flutter. “Show me, then.”
My undoing.
Tearing off the packet hastily, I put it on and then position myself. “Look at me,” I say to Harper.
She does this time and my heart soars. To reward her, I lean down and kiss her mouth, slipping my tongue in and swallowing her moan. Then I slip in slowly, so she feels every inch inside her, and I feel her warmth around me.
That’s as slow as it gets because her hips and legs get to work—pushing up against me and pulling me down. I take that as all the encouragement I need to go hard, and I thrust in and out of her— so deep and fast that her hands stop clutching the sheets and circle around my neck for support.
My brain becomes foggy as I pour myself out, only aware of how good she gives it back to me and the sound of our bodies slapping against one another. It is filthy, dirty, and marvelous.
Harper moans my name, and I say hers as an oath, a prayer, and a lifeline. When she orgasms, I almost lose it, and it takes seconds of pumping into her, trying to keep the rollercoaster going for her before I come inside her.
I collapse on her body, losing my strength and sanity for a minute. Then she grumbles about my weight, so I roll over, laughing.
“I would have taken it without complaints,” she whispers, “but someone thought it would be best to turn my limbs to jelly.”
“And that someone is very proud of his work,” I respond.
“Of course,” she inputs. “Should we go and shower now?”
I shake my head, pulling Harper into my arms for a tight hug. “Not yet. Let me hold you for a minute.”
“I could get used to this,” she mutters.
“Me too.”
Me too, Harper Quinn.
Chapter 13
Harper
"This looks good,” Gabriel says as he flips through the pages of a document I hand him. “You were thorough with it. Thank you, Miss Harper.”
I respond half-assed, even though my chin is propped up on my hand, and I am staring straight at him while his concentration is buried in my report. I want him to look at me, but I don’t want to have to ask for it.
I also want to ask why he hasn’t said anything about what happened three nights ago, given that we both woke up late and I had to race to my apartment with little time to spare before coming into the office. So, we couldn’t talk about the night we had together.
Since Gabriel was in meetings all day, we weren’t able to meet up throughout the day either, and I didn’t see the point of going to his apartment when he didn’t invite me.
“Why won’t you say something?” I mutter under my breath.
His eyes lift slightly to look at me. “What?”
I shake my head after realizing my inner voice wasn’t quiet enough. “Nothing.”
