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Hayley removed her lingerie, and Harrison missed them for a half of a second.
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
Had he called her art before?
She was a fucking goddess.
His boxers strained, a wet patch growing as he hardened and leaked. The right kind of friction, and he’d be done. The kicker, though, was seeing Hayley as caught up in him as he was in her. Damn if the look she was giving him right now didn’t make him feel likeGQ’s man of the year.
She licked her lips, and his dick jumped, bobbing its approval. He palmed it, enjoying the way her blush spread across her neck and chest while she watched. He imagined the pulse of wetness between her thighs. God, those thighs…
Hayley placed her hands on the bed, one on either side of his waist, then leaned in to suck him through the thin cotton.
Harrison threw his head back, groaning. Shit, he was close already.
Thankfully, she didn’t linger. There was no way Harrison could edge tonight. There’d hopefully be plenty of time for that later. After she’d removed his boxers, he caught her wrist and pulled her up to straddle him, kissing her long and deep, enjoying the way his dick nestled between her cheeks.
She slid her fingers up his arms, and he let her have this moment, content to lie back. She plucked the condom from his fingers, then pulled back to sit on his thighs.
“I want to go bare,” she said, and he almost forgot to breathe. “Have you been tested?”
“Yeah, last month. All good,” he said, still wrapping his mind around the fact that she wanted him bare.
“Same, and the implant is still in,” she said. “So…” She held the little packet out, offering Harrison the choice.
He snatched it from between her fingers and threw it onto the floor. Lifting himself to his elbows, he pulled her in, licking into her mouth as he thrust against her. Her moans tasted so sweet. The movement let his dick slip between her, slick with arousal. She was dripping. The room smelled like sex already.
Could he make her squirt?
Maybe he’d try tomorrow. In the shower, up against the wall, on his knees. Her clit between his lips, and his fingers hitting just the right angle until she gushed.
Hayley bit down on his bottom lip, pulling him back to reality. Gripping the globes of her ass in his hands, he reached farther, teasing the sensitive skin between them all the way to her hole. She gasped, exposing her neck, and Harrison took advantage, licking and sucking a series of bruises into the skin.
Hayley raked her nails over his back and shoulders as he writhed. She tried to move, sink down, but Harrison kept her where she was, teasing her with his fingers. The head of his dick was trapped between them, sliding between her soaked lips to graze her clit. Then, his hands on her hips, he shifted, lining himself up and hauling her down onto his cock.
Heat engulfed him.
Above him, Hayley let out a whimpered sigh, the broken sound loud in his ears.
He kept his hands gripping her hips as he fell back against the bed, groaning. “You feel incredible. Why haven’t we been doing this all week?”
Hayley rolled her hips, pulling moans from them both. “Don’t blame me, you’re the one who — yes, Harry, right there — couldn’t take a hint.”
She sighed, and all the air was stolen from Harrison’s lungs. She was gorgeous, eyes alight and burning into him — her whole body was white hot, her thighs hugging his hips, her pussy gripping his cock, the heat of her mouth as he licked inside. He hadn’t forgotten how good it had been last time, fast and heaving against the back wall of a closet, the scent of cologne and cigarettes wafting off the coats around them. But this, Hayley rocking against him, their kisses wet and filthy, the promise ofmore— all the ways he could fuck those sounds out of her — was infinitely better.
“Yes.” Harrison thrust, his hands tight on her waist, caught in the feel of her moving above him, the way she used him to chase her own pleasure. How her breath caught when he cupped her breasts, raising up to his elbows so he could lick and suck and mark up the tender skin.
Words failed him — as a writer he should be ashamed — but how could he think properly with her straddling him, her back arched, dark nipples peaked under his fingers, panting as she rode him?
When her rhythm faulted, he pulled into his reserves to really fuck into her. Hard and fast. No time to think about finesse, because she was gasping, nails almost painfully tight on his shoulders, her pussy throbbing around him as she came.
His own orgasm thundered through him.
She panted as she fell onto the bed beside him, rolling over to rest her head on his arm. “Fuck, Harry.”
He couldn’t think of a better way of putting it.
Groaning, she rolled off the bed and walked to the bathroom to clean up, the sight of her bare back and stunning ass giving Harrison’s dick ideas it had no way of making good on, at least not for another half hour.
