AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Stop!” He gasped the word out.
At the desperation in his voice, her gaze flew to his and held. As if she wanted to mind meld with him in an urgent need to convey all that was in her brain without speaking it out loud. It was at that moment that he recalled how by the end of the weekend they’d come close to reading each other’s thoughts. How he anticipated where on her body she craved his mouth. How she knew exactly what drove him mad.
But that had been communication between lovers who’d been intimate multiple times over the weekend. It just made sense that they figured each other out. It hadn’t been a connection. That was silly. He didn’t believe in fate or that couples were meant to be. Relationships took work and commitment based on shared values. Some intangible, spiritual bond that made people act like fools...that sort of thing he left to the romantics.
“Let me do this for you.”
“Harley.” He reached out to cup her face in his palm. “If you do this...then I can’t...we can’t.”
“Then later,” she said, and he wasn’t sure if it was a threat or a promise as she reached toward the nightstand and the awaiting condom.
Snagging it with her fingers, she clamped the edge of the foil packet between her teeth and tore it open. Seconds later, she’d straddled him and was rolling the protection on. Grant trailed his fingers along her thigh, over her flat belly and circled her high small breasts, eager for the joining they both wanted so desperately.
With her gaze glued to his expression, she positioned herself above him. Anticipation licked across his nerve endings as he lifted his hands, palms facing her, fingers spread in invitation. Her lips softened into a breathtaking smile as she meshed her fingers with his, and then lowered herself onto him in a sharp deliberate move that left them both gasping.
He swore as her snug heat settled around him, hissing the curse through clenched teeth. He’d forgotten how perfect they fit. No, he hadn’t forgotten. He’d blocked it out. To recall the beauty of their connection and the intense, all-consuming hunger that rose up inside him was to leave him grappling with doubt over his decision to push her away all those years earlier.
“That’s more like it,” she purred, her smile of breathtaking joy awakening a matching happiness inside him.
She bent down and brushed the sweetest kiss over his lips. Grant’s heart clenched. He’d imagined this moment so many times over the last week and not once had he paused to give tenderness a thought. Passion. Need. Hunger. He’d planned to experience all those things. But his sudden, overwhelming need to cherish and protect left him teetering on a cliff edge with no handhold in sight.
And then she began to move and he lost himself in the incendiary friction of their joining. Lust radiated through him, incinerating his thoughts as he bucked his hips and drove deeper inside her. Lost in her own pleasure, she threw back her head and moaned.
“Deeper.” Her torso flushed as the movement of her hips grew frantic and bold. “I love it when you go deeper.”
So he obliged and she surrendered more of her body to him. He sank his fingers into her butt and drove into her while she matched each thrust with a twist of her hips that launched a series of signal flares through him. Each one sent his desire spiking higher and hotter until he fully expected to burst into flames.
Her breath came in shuddering pants as she neared her climax. Her movements had gone completely wild as she charged blindly toward her release. And then she was there and the sight of her shattering above him caused Grant’s heart to stop as he watched it all unfold. His Harley. Sweet, beautiful and strong. Her power over him immense and unstoppable.
With his own orgasm close, Grant ground his teeth and slowed his movements. “Come for me again.”
“What?” She lifted her head and regarded him in dazed shock.
“Again,” he commanded, rolling her beneath him without breaking contact. “You’re breathtaking when you come.”
She wrapped her legs around his waist the way he loved and let her palms roam over his shoulders. He dipped his head and kissed her, driving his tongue into her eager mouth and drinking deep of her moans. She trembled at his next thrust and her arms looped about his neck as her kisses turned desperate. He rocked his hips, keeping his rhythm slow to start until the steady rhythm created a change in her breathing. She shifted the position of her knees, opening herself to his deeper thrusts and broke off their kiss to whisper in his ear.
“Make me come.”
He needed no further urging and began pumping into her. They groaned in unison, lips seeking, tongues engaged in hungry, wanton kisses. He thought he could hold out and watch while another orgasm claimed her, but when she bit down on his lip, his tenuous control slipped.
“Come,” he rasped, digging his fingers into her butt and driving her hard toward her climax. “For me.”
He gave a triumphant cry as shudders tore through her. His body detonated a second later, claimed by an explosion of joy and lust. Incoherent words slipped from his lips. Thrusting wildly, he chased her through a maze of ecstasy, the two of them completely lost in each other.
In the aftermath, he pulled out and gathered her limp body against him. Lying cheek to cheek, he savored the soft press of her breasts and the suppleness of her smooth thighs tangled with his. The mingled
scent of sweat and sex recalled the last time he’d held her like this. That night, although he’d reeled in the aftermath of their explosive lovemaking, he hadn’t yet appreciated what their developing connection would mean to him.
They were good together. Better than good. They were magic. Grant’s heart pounded and he realized it wasn’t just the lingering result of their vigorous sex. He was so damned ecstatic to have Harley back in his...bed. She set her hand against his cheek, and leaned far enough away so she could gaze at him. As her smile of pure delight seared through him, Grant could no longer hide from the truth.
Harley was the dream that kept him from finding satisfaction with anyone else.
Eight
Harley arrived at the restaurant ten minutes late for dinner with her cousin Ezekiel Holloway and Regan Sinclair, his fiancée and Harley’s good friend. While it wasn’t the first time she’d left Daniel with Grant, it never grew any easier.
Because, in all honesty, their developing bond filled her with mixed emotions.
