Page 63 of Somebody to Love


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“Fuck, yes,” I said as I surged into her in one motion.

She tensed and then softened around me. “Move, Leo. Please.”

I eased back to the tip and thrust inside, alternating long and quick strokes, wanting to draw it out. Needing to give her the most pleasure possible.

“It feels so good,” Harper said breathlessly when I ground my pelvis against her clit.

“Need you to come,” I ground out, knowing I was barely holding on.

I lowered my head and sucked her nipple into my mouth, and she went off, her pussy spasming around my cock. I couldn’t stop myself from following her over. I rested my head against her forehead, wondering how I’d ever recover from this.

“That was—” I started to say as I slowly eased her to her feet. Her skin was flush, and I couldn’t help but think that I liked seeing her naked in my kitchen.

“Incredible,” she said softly, picking up her dress and covering herself with it.

My only regret was that I hadn’t gotten to taste her. I wanted all night with her, but it wasn’t possible. I wanted more. Instead of saying everything that was in my head, I asked her, “Are you hungry?”

“Starved.”

I pulled on my briefs and pants and washed my hands as she opened the boxes of food and pulled down glasses for water. It wasn’t the first time I thought she fit in my space.

I sat next to her. I should say I was sorry we didn’t make it to the bedroom, but I wasn’t. We ate in silence for a few moments before she said, “These are good.”

I didn’t want to be talking about food, or anything else, for that matter. “How much time do we have before we need to get Evie?”

Harper frowned at her phone. “Maybe an hour.”

“Then let’s make the best use of the time we have. As good as that burger was, I need to taste you.”

Her eyes widened at the promise in my words.

After checking to see that she was finished eating, I tugged her up from her seat and led her up the stairs to my room. The few times she and Evie were over, they hadn’t entered my bedroom. I’d cleaned, hoping we might end up here tonight.

I pulled her to the end of the bed and slowly lifted her dress. She hadn’t bothered to put her panties on, so she was blissfully naked. “How do you feel about me eating you for dessert?”

She scrambled onto the bed, letting her knees fall wide as she planted the heels of her feet flat on the bed.

There were no other words for the sight of her naked on my bed, her hair spread out over the comforter, and her pussy open for me. I sank to my knees and pulled her closer to the edge. I kissed her inner thigh, wanting to savor this moment. “Bellisima.”

Her pussy clenched at the word.

“You like that?” I asked as I licked her.

“Yes,” she breathed and arched into my mouth. I wanted to drive her wild, show her that we could let go and forget about everything else. What happened in this bedroom was our business, no one else’s. The bond we were forming, the connection we had, wasn’t up for discussion. It was ours alone.

I licked and sucked, building her up before using my finger to give her the friction she so desperately needed. I wanted to be inside her, but I wanted her to come on my face first.

When her thighs tightened around my head, I reached up and tweaked her nipples. She cried out, arching off the bed, as she spasmed around my finger.

I didn’t let up until she was coming down from the orgasm. I wiped my face and shoved down my briefs and pants, grabbing a condom before placing one knee on the bed. I lifted her with an arm banded around her back and moved her farther up the bed. She was languid as I teased her entrance with my cock. “I could do this all night,” I said, kissing her.

Harper didn’t answer me, but her hands ran up and down my sides and back, as if she couldn’t stop touching me. I hoped she was telling me how she felt with how she touched and kissed me. I whispered Italian phrases in her ear as I eased inside. I stayed close to her, my body pressing over hers. I wanted to stay this way always.

Her breath hitched as I moved inside her. “You’re so beautiful. No words in any language can express how I feel about you.”

Her eyes glistened, and she tightened her hold on me.

It was like I’d been waiting my whole life for her. Nothing felt as good or as right as being inside her. It was way too early to be thinking about the future or what any of this meant. But I suspected Harper was it for me.

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