He shakes his head. “Too much to do.”
“It will wait.” I straddle his lap and tug his shirt free.
“There’s only one of me. If I don’t?—”
I put my finger against his lips. “There’s only one of you, Jack. If you don’t sleep, something bad might happen to you. I don’t want to lose you.”
His dark blue eyes search mine in the light pooling from the moon on the bed. When I lift his shirt, he raises his arms for me to take it off.
I sit back and undo his jean button and zipper. Cupping his jaw, I say, “Sleep tonight.”
He nods and I slip off his lap so he can stand and take off his jeans, leaving him in his boxers. I push the sheets back so he can climb into bed with me, bringing his crisp apple scent.
“I saw your text earlier.” His deep voice is quiet in my room. He trails a finger down the center of me on my pajamas before cupping my pussy with his warm hand.
I suck in a breath as need floods me.
“Did you take care of yourself, sweetheart?” He hovers over me, not quite touching me anywhere else.
I shake my head.
“Pity.” He lowers until his breath fans my lips and presses his finger against my clit over my clothes. “Do you still need me?”
“Yes, Jack.” I run my hands behind his neck and into his thick hair. “I need you.”
He claims my mouth as our bodies press together. He works on taking off my pajamas as I work on getting his boxers off. We’re quiet as we touch each other. He strokes over my breasts, down my stomach, between my legs. As I explore his chest, abs, and his cock.
Our mouths stay locked together as he shifts over me, drawing my knees up and out before slotting his cock against my wet entrance. When he eases inside me, I gasp into his mouth at how good he feels.
His bare chest rubs against my breasts as we rock together. When my bed squeaks, we both freeze and a giggle escapes me. Jack rests his head next to mine on the pillow.
His chuckle is low against my ear. “What do you think your mom would do if she walked in?”
“Offer us a condom?” I giggle and run my hands down his back. His cock pulses inside me. The fire still burns inside, but it’s not as urgent.
He lifts and looks down at me as his hips rock against mine. A little moan escapes me. “You want me to use a condom?”
I shake my head as he thrusts in deep. “I like the feel of you inside me.”
He kisses along my jaw. “I like the way you feel.”
He eases his hand between us and his shadowed face looks down at mine. “You want to come?”
I arch up against him. “Please, Jack.”
He circles my clit. “I’d give up all my sleep to have you in my arms.”
I cover my mouth when I feel the moan building inside me. His cock slides in and out while his fingers stroke over me until I can’t even think. The tension winds tighter and tighter until it snaps.
I muffle my own moan as my release takes me under.
“So fucking sexy, Harper.” Jack thrusts into me harder, careful not to make the bed squeak again. Though Mom wouldn’t hear it unless she’s in the hallway. Every thrust pushes me higher again as I lift my hips to meet his, straining against him.
He claims my mouth and we both groan, toppling over the edge together. His cock jerks as my pussy clenches around him, and he fills me with his warm cum.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” Jack wraps his body around mine and blows out his breath. He rolls us to the side and kisses me softly. “Good?”
I smile and curl into him. “Better now that you’re here.”
