Page 88 of Drive Me Crazy

"Fuck chivalry." I sweep her off her feet, and barrel toward our bedroom. "I need you just as fuckin' much."

I can't lie, I've been in need of her for years but since she came back, I want her just as much. The last month she's been home has flown by, with each and every day, my desire has grown.

I toss her on the bed, kicking the door shut behind me. I roam her body, and the curves she tries to hide. For a brief second, I'm twenty years old again and ready to own her.

"Get undressed." I watch as the hair on her neck rises. It takes everything in me to control myself and not take her now.

She stands, hooking her leggings by the thumbs and shimmies out of them. My tee shirt hangs low over her panties, she grips it, ready to yank it off, but doubt seeps in and she stops herself.

Harper glances at the light. "I'm just gonna..." she reaches for it, only to find my hand instead.

"I've got it." I flip the light off and drop my shirt to the floor.

I can feel the heat radiating off her when I lean in. I slide my hands down her sides, feeling their way until I find its hem. I bend, brushing her lips with mine, and yank the shirt over her head.

"I-I can get my panties." She says nervously.

I lay my hand between her breasts and tip her back. She falls onto the bed with wide eyes. "I gott'em."

"Damn." She's breathless, leaving me feeling the same as I drag her underwear from her pussy and toss them behind me.

Popping the button on my pants, I smirk as her iris's fluctuate, waiting on my unveiling. I yank on my zipper, releasing my cock, heavy with need. Her mouth gapes, and I bite my lip.

"So. Much. Damn." Harper sits up on her elbows as I let my pants fall. My cock stares at her for a brief second until she breaks contact to rake her eyes over my body.

I sit my knee on the bed, tossing her off balance. "Don't come a knockin', if the beds a rockin'."

"I want your cock, not your cheesy pickup lines." She laces her fingers behind my head.

"So much for romance." I quirk my brow.

She flicks her tongue over my nipple with a wink. "Romance me after you've fucked me."

"I can do that, Baby." I fist her hair at the nape of her neck, yanking her head back. After ravaging her mouth with my tongue, I leave a trail of indentions with my teeth as I ever so slightly nibble on her skin.

Harper takes my face in her hands just as I'm about to lap her belly button. "Now, Ridge. I'm wet and need you now."

"I'll be the judge of that." I slip my fingers between her thighs, slipping them in and out, sliding easily through her. "Fuck me."

"That's all I'm asking." The frenzied desire burning in her eyes is my undoing.

I rock into her, sliding deep with unquenchable need. Harper's head lulls, baring her neck to me. Our bodies connected; we lay there, just being one. Pressing my lips to her skin, I'm engulfed with the sweet taste of her and the surprising way it has never changed. I struggle with control, wanting to take her wildly.

She rolls her head, laying her cheek to mine. Her legs hitch to my waist, as she trails the tips of her fingers over my shoulders and down my back.

I slide my hands behind her, latching onto her shoulders. I fight the urge to stay buried deep inside her, but with the sound of her gratitude at the slightest move I make, I lose all restraint.

Most of the time, the simple bump, and grind of two bodies against each other is enough, but not with Harper. The very definition to dominate her body is a heady mix of love and lust.

What so many never seen between us, is the bond we still continue to share. I've waited all my life for a love like this, staying up all night, being with her in every way possible.

Making love to her is the most sacred part of it and being with her now is more than I will ever deserve. I'm weak with her slightest touch, yet strong as I command her every move.

Our driving force is not only our want for the other but the need to be closer with each thrust. My desire for her will never be quenched, as with my taste for her will never be matched.

She rises from the bed, meeting me with her own need as we chase the one thing, we need most, our love. Our bodies coming together in succinct movements.

No words could add to this moment. Mere expressions of endearment will never be enough for the undeniable bond we share. We slowly build our pace, gazes locked, until we're racing to our ultimate destination.

Our mouths pressed against the other, no longer searching for love lost, but accepting our fate of forever being as one. As our bodies meet with the ultimate finale, our breathing becomes labored.

A single tear rolls down her face with a smile attached when I kiss it away. "How can it feel as perfect as it always did?"

"Because we will always be, forever." My lips find hers as we crash back to earth, encased in the other's arms. Protected and finally... home.