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“Mm, I guess so,” she agreed before sucking his bottom lip into her mouth.
After a few pecks, Saint slipped his tongue inside her mouth, swirling it around hers. Each slow circle of his tongue and nibble of his teeth to her lips had Harmony’s body warming, heating, leaking, and melting against him. She decided, if she never came up for air, on his lips would be a good place to die.
“If you don’t stop kissing me like that, I’ma have my way with you in front of yo’ people,” Saint warned against her lips, and that was the only reason Harmony willed herself to pull away.
“What did I do to get kissed like that?”
“See me.”
As she wiped his mouth, she told him, “I’ll always do that.”
* * *
Everyone stayedfor a few hours longer before heading out. As Harmony suspected, Angel went to sleep soon after they went upstairs. Though she insisted Angel stay and sleep in the guest room, her sister decided to go home in case Saint stayed the night. Harmony assured her that wouldn’t be the case, but as she stood at the door to say goodbye to him, Harmony had to be honest with herself and admit she wasn’t ready for him to go yet.
Saint’s arm was wrapped around her waist as he leaned against the door. He pushed her hair behind her ears, giving himself a better view of her full face.
“Do you want your hoodie back? It’s even colder out now.”
Saint’s head shook. “Nah, you can keep it. I like how it looks on you.”
Harmony smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Thank you for coming.”
“Thank you for inviting me. I had a good time.”
“Me too.” Harmony’s mouth twisted to the side as she looked away and sighed. “I don’t want you to go,” she admitted.
“Then I’ll stay.” Her eyes returned to his. “I’m not expecting sex, so you don’t have to worry about that, Harmony, but I am enjoying my time with you.”
After locking the door, Harmony took Saint by the hand and led him to her bedroom.
“Make yourself comfortable,” she said, closing her bedroom door. “I’m going to take a quick shower.”
“Aight,” Saint agreed, slipping off his shoes. As his eyes scanned her frame, he added, “Let me know if you need help reaching your back or some shit. I’ll gladly help.”
Harmony chuckled as she considered his request. She looked around her room, waiting for guilt to consume her. Not less than a month ago, she shared this dwelling space with Keith. Well, the bathroom. He’d pretty much turned the guest room upstairs into his bedroom. As she looked over her bed, she felt not an ounce of guilt. Saint was right—there was no point in waiting to have what she wanted—and Harmony wanted Saint.
“You should join me,” Harmony offered, and Saint wasted no time following her into the bathroom.
After cutting the shower on, she watched him undress in the mirror. His tall, slim, muscular frame had her licking her lips. Every tattoo on his hands, arms, and chest called to her, demanding she touch them. Saint removed his silver grill, exposing the only flaw she was sure he had physically—a chipped tooth that he said he’d never get fixed because it reminded him of where he came from and kept him humble. Humble or not, the chipped tooth only added to his sex appeal somehow. Maybe because the flaw reminded her that he was human, not someone she’d dreamed up.
Saint ran his hand over his low tapered fade, pride spreading an arrogant grin across his face.
“You like what you see?” he confirmed, pushing his boxers down.
Harmony swallowed hard, eyes freezing at the sight of his dick. “Harmony,” he called, voice huskier than usual.
“Hmm?” she called, unable to take her eyes off his shaft—his long, thick shaft. From the way it curved at the tip to the way it darkened at the base, it was perfection. And his head bloomed like a mushroom that she couldn’t wait to taste.
“I said do you like what you see?” Saint repeated, slowly sauntering over her.
Licking the corner of her watery mouth, Harmony gripped her throat as her chest heaved from her ragged breathing. With each step, his dick dangled, causing her nipples to harden in arousal.
“Yes, I do.”
“Let’s get these clothes off so I can say the same.”
Harmony remained still as Saint removed her clothing piece by piece, until she stood in front of him wearing nothing but skin. Saint’s finger traced her collarbone, and just like the first time, she shivered.
