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She tilts her head, giving me full access to the long column of her neck. I trace it with my tongue, feeling the deep pound of her pulse in her neck. As much as I’d love to continue to nip and suck on her delicate skin, my attention is drawn downward. I dip my tongue into the divot below her throat, and she gasps in response.
I position myself above her, my hands slide easily down her bare arms. She’s like a beautiful angel, a halo of auburn hair splayed across the pillow. My cock throbs in my pants, a painful reminder of how bad I want her. No. Need her. And I do. I’m quickly realizing I need her. Yes, in my bed, but in my life. My home. A part of my every day. I want to share it all with her, because the thought of not having her by my side is unthinkable.
Because I’m falling in love with her.
“Latham,” she gasps, melting against me as I continue to gaze down at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
“Yeah?” My voice is deep and hoarse, even to my own ears.
Her blue eyes stare straight into me. “Please fuck me.”
Again, I groan and my lips slam down on hers once more. Her mouth immediately opens and my tongue sweeps in. Only, this time, I don’t deepen it further. Instead, I return my focus to exploring her body.
With my tongue.
My eyes center on her chest, on her glorious tits. They’re covered by a thin layer of ivory satin and lace, the V dropping down seductively between the two. Her chest heaves with anticipation as I run my hands down her waist, gently pulling the material as I go. The chest drops down until her dark nipples peek out of the top, the reflection of her nipple ring flashing in the dimly lit room.
My mouth waters.
Then it descends.
I latch on to one perfect little nipple, then the second – the one that contains the ring. Her back arches and she pushes herself up into my mouth. I could stay here and devour, lick, and suck forever, but I don’t want to detour from my objective here: get my mouth on her pussy.
“I’ll come back to these,” I tell her, toying with the nipple ring with my tongue one last time.
Gently grasping the satin at her hips, I lightly bunch it up at her thighs, exposing tonight’s dinner. Her breathing comes out in little pants as I tenderly push her legs apart, settling my body in between. Her flesh glistens, even before I can get my mouth on it. She’s so fucking ready, so fucking hot, so fucking mine.
Placing my hands under her thighs, I lower my mouth. My tongue slides along her clit, flooding my veins with fire. I keep my hands under her legs and lower my mouth once more, licking and tasting every part of her. She starts to move against me, riding my tongue. I take the opportunity to slide it inside her wet pussy and feel the moment she contracts around me. She’s so close.
I reposition my hands to her ass cheeks, spreading them wide as I devour her. She rocks into me seeking out the friction of my tongue. It doesn’t take long before she detonates like a beautiful bomb. She comes so hard, squeezing my tongue and riding wave after wave of pleasure.
I don’t wait for her to come down from her high. I need to be inside her so fucking bad, it hurts. Ripping my shirt up and over my head, I toss it in the room and make quick work of unbuttoning my jeans. My boots take a little longer to unlace than I’d like, but with my eyes solely on the vision before me, I’m bound to make a few fumbles. Finally, my feet are bare and I can shove my jeans (boxers and all) down my legs. My cock juts from my body, hard and ready.
My eyes connect with hers once more. They’re half-lidded, as if in a sex-haze (one I’m all too proud to have put there), and my heart slams against my chest. I almost confess right then and there – tell her how much I’m falling for her, but I refuse to be one of those jackoffs who says it in the throes of passion. What I do know is that I’d do anything for her.
That’s why I have to tell her about the bid.
I have to tell her I’m the guy bidding against her for the vacant building between us. It’s the one thing hanging there, like an anvil swinging, ready to slice and dice. She may not understand, but I’ll tell her why I did it. I’ll explain my family’s business is quite possibly going under, and this is our one shot at expanding Douglas Hardware and bringing it back to life. I’ve seen the numbers. I know small businesses like ours are a dying breed, eaten up by the big box chains, but I refuse to let it go out like that.
I’ll explain, and she’ll understand.
I know it because my girl has the biggest heart of anyone I know.
Even if she hides it behind her sass and gruff.
Her eyes are wide and her breathing has evened out, but the anticipation is still very much there. “Hang on to the headboard,” I instruct as I take my position between her legs. She does as she’s told without so much as the slightest hesitation. The movement presses her tits up even higher. “Don’t let go, Sweetheart,” I tell her as I take my cock in my hand and slide it against her pussy. Her gasp sends shockwaves through my bloodstream, landing heavy in my balls.
“Ready?” I ask, even though I can see the conviction in her eyes. She doesn’t answer in words, but nods her head in anticipation and excitement. “Watch,” I instruct as I slowly start to push inside. I go slow, ignoring the craving to slam into her warm, tight body. I pull back out until just the head is buried and then painstakingly slowly, push back forward again. Watching my cock slide inside her makes this moment – this feeling – that much greater.
Pulling out one last time, I grip her hips and glance up to her face. Her cheeks are flush and her mouth agape, and I swear I’ll never forget this moment as long as I live. A thousand emotions seem to play on her face as I still one last time. Unable to fight the desire to kiss her, I bend down and take her lips with my own. The kiss is slow and tender, full of passion and, yes, love.
I sit back up on my haunches and tell her one last time. “Watch us.” She glances down to where we’re joined, but I keep my eyes on hers. Her hands tighten on the wood slats and I thrust my hips, filling her completely. Harper’s mouth falls open as she moans with pleasure, but she never closes or averts her eyes. She watches as I fill her over and over again.
My pace quickens, my body’s desire for release starting to take over. Sliding my hand down her thigh, I hoist her leg up on my hip, opening her up even more. My mouth finds hers, our tongues dancing as I pound into her pussy. I slide my hands up the insides of her arms, loving the way her soft skin peppers with goose bumps. When my hands finally meet hers, I move her hands, linking our fingers together.
This is heaven.
Home.
