Austin
“Fuck, Harper. You’re even more beautiful than I imagined,” I force out, my cock pulsing insistently as I watch her peel her shirt away, followed by her bra, her heavy breasts swaying softly as she moves. I salivate over the sight, and when she twists the button open on her jeans, I have to grab hold of my dick so I don’t blow from the anticipation. “Keep going.”
“Show me what you’re holding,” she breathes, pulling her zipper down.
“You want to see my cock, sweetheart?”
“I do.”
“OK,” I say, unbuttoning my fly before hooking my thumbs into the side of my pants. “You gotta get yours off too.”
She swallows and nods. “Can we do it together?”
“Yeah.” I grin, willing to do anything she needs to make her feel comfortable around me. Because I want her to be comfortable around me. I want her to feel carefree and sexy. I want her to feel brave and bold. I want her to feel like she’s the most stunning creature in the room. Because she is.
“One, two, three.” She pushes her jeans and panties to her feet in one quick movement, kicking them to the side as soon as they’re free of her feet. I do the same, but I’m watching her every second, my eyes desperate for that first glimpse of her dark mound.
“Fuck, Harper. I can barely control myself here,” I rasp, my hand wrapped around my shaft, fisting back and forth in a bid to relieve the intense ache that’s weighing down my balls.
“Is that how you touch yourself?” she asks, her eyes shifting from the action of my hands to the lust-filled expression on my face.
I dig my teeth into my bottom lip and hiss. “Yeah. I’ve done this a hell of a lot lately while thinking about you. The real thing is way better than the imagined.”
She smiles and tucks her flowing mane behind her ear before she places her hands on the counter behind her and straightens her shoulders. “You like looking at me while you do that?”
“Yeah, baby. I’d prefer to be all over you. But this feels good. I like looking at your body and thinking about all the things I wanna do to it.”
She sucks in a breath, and her nipples tighten to rosy buds before my eyes. “What do you want to do to me?”
“I wanna touch you to feel how wet you are. I wanna push my fingers inside you to feel how tight you are. Then I wanna taste you with my mouth and tease you until you scream. And when you’re good and ready, I wanna sink myself inside you, fill your womb with my seed.”
A gasp leaves her mouth, and she shakes a little on unsteady knees. I know without a doubt that the idea of me doing all those things to her is making that pussy of hers throb real bad.
“Then what are you waiting for?” she asks, and that’s all the OK I need before I let go of my shaft and close the distance between us, hoisting her up on that counter so I’m standing right between her legs, kissing her deeply as my hands roam over her skin, feeling her everywhere and loving the whimpers she gives me in return.
“I’m gonna need to do this a few times,” I whisper, sliding my hand down the outside of her thigh then back up the inside. “Once isn’t gonna be enough. I wanna hear you come over and over. I wanna claim you until there’s no doubt who you belong to.”
“Austin,” she whispers, her lips pressing against my shoulder as my mouth nibbles at her neck.
“Harper.” I groan as I move my fingers toward her core, that first sensation of silky wetness coating my fingertips. “You’re so wet for me.”
“That’s because I want you so much,” she gasps, and I smile, pausing for a moment as I lift my head, locking eyes with hers as I push my fingers into her depths. Her mouth forms an O, and her eyes lose focus, her cheeks flushing pink.
“There it is,” I rasp, dying a little from the level of ecstasy I’m experiencing knowing I’m the first man who’s given her this. “Feel good?”
“Mmm-hmm.” Her lips part and she nods as I move my fingers back and forth, working her insides before I add my thumb and roll it around her clit. “Oh. That’s even better.”
“It gets even better than this, baby,” I say, lowering myself until I’m sucking a puckered nipple into my mouth. She moans and rocks her hips against my hand. “It gets way better.”
