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She nods, gripping the front of my shirt and tugging me with her as she walks backward. “I know just the place.”
“Is it close by?”
“Mmhmm.” She nods as I follow her back toward her salon. “I’ve got two hours before my next appointment. Maybe we can find something to do?”
Chapter 32
Harlow
We’re tearing at one another’s clothes before we make it halfway up the stairs. I need Linc like I need air. I keep thinking about how I almost pushed him away. If he weren’t so sure in his feelings for me, I might have been successful.
“I’m sorry,” I say between kisses. “I wasn’t thinking clearly.” Kiss. “I should have just talked to you.”
“No, I’m sorry,” Linc says, yanking my shirt up over my head. “I should have told you sooner.”
I reach for his belt, tugging at the leather. “It doesn’t matter now.”
He tangles his fingers in my hair, holding me still so he can look in my eyes. “Harlow, I love you. Whatever happens, we’ll face it together.”
I nod. “Together.”
His mouth comes down to cover mine and I stop thinking altogether. I finally manage to get the belt undone and his pants unzipped. I shove them down past his hips, pushing his boxers down with them. Linc has managed to get my bra off and his hand is down the front of my leggings, sliding against my wetness, seeking my clit. As soon as his cock is free, I reach for it, stroking him firmly the way I know he likes. Linc lets out a little hiss at the sensation of my hand gripping him.
I push him forward until he has no choice but to fall back to sit on the couch behind him. I shove my leggings down and off until I’m standing before him completely bare. Linc looks me over and smiles, giving his hard length a stroke as he does.
“I’ll never get over how gorgeous you are,” he says.
I move forward to straddle his hips, my hands on his shoulders. He grips my hips with both hands, giving me a gentle squeeze.
“And all mine,” he rasps.
"Yours," I whisper.
He leans forward and kisses me deeply before pulling away to look me in the eyes.
“Climb up here and ride my cock until we both come,” he says in that commanding voice that never fails to drive me crazy.
“Yes, sir,” I say.
Never taking my eyes off him, I raise my hips up until I feel him pressing against my center, hard and thick and insistent. Linc grips the base of his shaft while I lower myself onto him, sinking down until he’s completely buried. I let out a little sigh at the feeling of fullness. Linc brings one hand up to my breast to tease my nipple as I start to move, rocking back and forth slowly at first, grinding against him.
“That’s it, baby,” he says. “Take what you want.”
I love the way he talks to me when we’re together like this. The tone of his voice changes to something only I ever get to hear. I’ve never had another man tell me how amazing I am the way he does. I’ve always held back some part of myself in the bedroom. I’ve never felt truly comfortable enough to let go and be myself. But with Linc, I can. I can show him all the parts of me I’ve always kept hidden and know that he’s going to cherish them. Because he loves who I am rather than just who I can be for him.
Sliding my hands up to his neck, I pull him toward me for a kiss as I continue to rock harder against him. My fingers fumble in his hair until I can pull it free from the ponytail and let it fall loosely around his shoulders. I can tell he’s holding back, letting me set the pace. I love him for that, but right now I want him to let go. To lose control and take me hard and fast. I need all of him.
“I need more,” I whisper. “Please.”
Linc doesn’t hesitate. He wraps his arms around me and surges to his feet while still buried deep inside me. Turning, he lowers me back onto the couch so he’s above me. When he thrusts into me this time, it’s an entirely different angle that wrenches a cry of pleasure from me. Linc’s hands go to my waist, holding me still as he thrusts into me again and again. I can already feel my orgasm building, like a dam threatening to burst. Linc knows my body so well. He knows what drives me wild and he uses that knowledge now. His hands move down to my legs, pushing them up toward my chest, deepening the angle even more. My eyes fall closed and I give myself over to sensation as the first faint flutters of my orgasm begin.
“Oh, god! Yes!”
“That’s it, baby. Tell me. Are you going to come on my cock?”
I nod, unable to speak.
“Say it,” Linc demands, still pounding into me so hard our bodies make wet, slapping sounds with every thrust.
