Page 205 of Dark Heart


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Without giving it much thought, I let my hands travel down his back and cup his hard butt.

His lips part, his tongue moving with mine.

I really don’t need much teasing. My fingers trail around his hips and find his fly. I run my palm down before cupping his bulge.

“You make me so hot for you,” he breathes into me, his hard-on stirring in my hand.

Then panic sweeps through me.

Fuck. Someone could walk in on us.

I tear my lips away from his.

“I can’t do this here, Abel.”

“I didn’t ask you to,” he says, his eyes glinting with a smile, the flame inside our bodies suggesting otherwise.

I slide my hand over his chest, following the smooth lines of his muscles, brushing his hardness at the same time.

“I still have it for you, Senna baby.”

I open my mouth to say something, but the words never come. He curls his hand around my neck and pulls me to his lips again. His free hand comes on top of mine, his cock twitching against our touch. Mouths locked, we slipped into the bathroom, our senses swept by fire.

He slides his tongue between my lips, and I slip my fingers down his pants, eager to touch the smooth skin of his shaft.

My palm trails down, cupping his balls.

Tingles swirl between my legs, the tension rising fast. He slips his hands under my dress and smoothly rolls it to my waist.

This is insane, I muse while sucking on his tongue and moaning in his mouth. He pulls the fabric to the side and runs his fingers over my clit.

“Damn it, Abel,” I say, sweating.

He lifts my thigh and smoothly thrusts his fingers into me.

I bite his shoulder, my core clenching around his touch, my lipstick leaving smudges on his shirt.

“Fuck me…” he rumbles. “What the hell happened to you, baby?”

I wish I could give him an answer, but this is not the moment to confess. I’m too dazed to think about it, and too focused on the pleasure he’s been giving me.

His fingers go in and out, his hot breaths charring my skin.

“Come on, baby,” he murmurs against my lips as he feels my wetness pouring and my clenching.

He breathes faster and faster, his hard cock rubbing against my hand.

It all becomes a blur while tasting that pleasure, and in that fog, I hear a noise as the bathroom door slides open, and a silhouette fills my sight.

Harper’s lips part in surprise, or rather, shock, as her gaze dips briefly.

We don’t stop. We can’t.

A moment later, she slams the door shut, leaving us alone.

“That was awkward,” he says, his eyes unfocused, his balls already drawing tight.

He slips his arms under my thighs, lifts me up, and wraps my legs around his waist.

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