AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I wanted to watch her take the clothes off herself, but I wasn’t about to complain. Once I was undressed, I went to her and started with her dress. I sat her up and pulled it over her shoulders. I unclasped her bra and watched her breasts fall with a satisfying little bounce–her hard pink nipples proudly on display. I had to bite my lip and suck in a breath to keep from jumping on top of her at that moment. I ran my thumb down her side, watching goosebumps form on her smooth, pale skin. I stopped at the line of her panties, hooking them and then peeling them down her legs.
I’d felt ravenous moments ago, but there was something intimate about undressing her like this. I could hear the crackle and pop of the fire from the common room through the still open door to my bedroom. Rain pattered against the building and an occasional peal of thunder shook the walls. Her scent filled every atom of space, threatening to make me feel drunk on the sweet floral perfume of her skin.
But worst of all was the way she was watching me. Those big blue eyes of hers were already completely forgiving me. She had been so ready to forgive me, no matter what she was playing at with this little game of hers. And I could feel the burden of that trust and grace like a weight on my shoulders. It made me desperately want to never need her forgiveness again. I didn’t feel like I deserved it.
But when I dropped her panties to the floor and looked back at her, I could feel the trust practically oozing from her. This poor girl was ready to give me her entire heart, and I wished I had the strength to keep her from doing it. Maybe I could just feel what that was like for one night. Maybe just tonight, I could immerse myself in that blind, perfect acceptance of hers. Years from now, it’d be a pleasant memory, but I had to remember that’s all it could be.
I kissed her then, and there was none of the fierceness in it that I’d felt just a few minutes ago. I kissed her softly, taking her bottom lip in mine and gently teasing it with my tongue. I felt her hot tongue swipe back against mine in response as she gasped with pleasure.
I climbed over her, kissing her like we had all night and enjoying the anticipation as I felt my hard length resting against her inner thigh.
Her body started to writhe beneath me, inching me dangerously toward her waiting heat. I could actually feel the rush of warmth coming from her arousal, and it was too much. All my plans of toying with her and teasing out orgasm after orgasm faded. All I wanted was to feel her around me. I reached in the nightstand for a condom, but she put her arm on mine.
“You know I’m on the pill. It’s okay, if you want to, I mean. And I’m clean.”
Bad idea. Bad idea. Bad. Fucking. Idea.
“You’re sure?” I asked. Idiot.
She nodded, then reached down to grip me and guide me into her entrance. We both gasped together as I slid inside her.
She’d been wet for me before, but this was another level. Her sex clenched around me with blissful warmth, and I was worried I wouldn’t even last long enough to give her the orgasm I’d promised.
I kissed her again because I couldn’t get enough of her taste. I wanted to feel all of her. I wanted every ounce of her focus tonight. For just tonight, I wanted to be her world and for her to be mine.
I moved slowly and carefully in her, guiding myself in with smooth, purposeful strokes that helped me hold back from climaxing too quickly. It was still a struggle, and within a few minutes, my eyebrows were knitted together with concentration as I tried to wait.
Then she gasped and dug her nails into my back. Her breathing grew wild and frantic–her hips bucking up against mine, begging me for more.
I obliged, increasing my pace until I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back. “You feel so fucking good,” I breathed into her ear.
“You’re so big,” she said. “I want to feel you come inside me. I want to feel it, Grey.”
All my hopes of holding back were blasted away by her words. I gasped, taking a hard handful of the sheets as I pressed myself into her and released.
She held me tighter and I felt the telltale clenching of her sex, like her body was trying to milk me for every last drop I had.
When I finally rolled off her, I felt completely exhausted even though we couldn’t have been at it for more than ten or fifteen minutes. Harper was panting, too.
