Harper had fallen asleep almost instantly, but I’d woken her up with my mouth on her clit, and my fingers buried deep inside her. I needed some time with my girl. Needed to feel her come apart, hear her cry my name.
I just needed her.
“God, you get me so fucking hot,” I praised, licking up her throat and tugging her earlobe between my teeth.
“Mmm.” She rocked faster, her eyelids fluttering as she struggled to stay focused.
“Eyes, babe. I need your eyes.”
They snapped open, two blue pools I wanted to drown in.
“I love you,” I said, voice thick with lust and emotion.
“I love you too. So much.”
“Come for me then. Show me,” I demanded, slipping a hand between us to massage her tits.
“Mase!” Her head fell back as she came hard, rippling around me.
“Fuck, Harper, I can feel you…”
“I… so good… so, so good.” She curved her hand around the back of my neck, anchoring us together as I raced toward my own release, fucking into her like a man possessed.
“You said we had to be quiet.”
“Let’s hope everyone’s asleep then,” I gritted out, so close.
So, so cl—
Pleasure barreled down my spine as I filled her up. “Mine,” I breathed against her lips.
“Yours.”
I’d been so adamant I didn’t need the distraction or drama that came with a girlfriend. But Harper had shown me that love didn’t make you weak.
It made you strong.
It gave you something worth fighting for.
Something worth living for.
And it gave me a deep sense of peace knowing that whatever came our way in the future, we’d face it…
Together.