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But I push him back. There’s something I need to know first, and I need to know it now.
“Harvey… What’s going on? Why were you questioning me about a guy sitting behind me during the game?” I ask, patient yet concerned.
He slaps his sides in frustration, then invites me to walk with him toward the bed. “It’s nothing… I think. I think he may be a guy who bothered me in the past, and I don’t want him bothering you, sweetheart.”
He kisses my hand as we sit down, but I’m still feeling anxious.
“Does this have anything to do with the mafia thing you were talking about?” I ask.
“Damn it, you’re smart…” he says, feeling his head.
“Yeah, kinda. He approached my manager about five years ago and asked him to introduce me. He acted like he was some kind of liaison to get me involved in a charity game, but when my manager introduced me to him about five years ago, it turned out he wanted me to throw some games in exchange for money, but I put him in jail for good measure.”
I shudder involuntarily as he speaks, my eyes wide.
He pulls me in close and continues, “Don’t worry. I called the police earlier. I’m pretty sure it’s the same guy, but they told me they can’t do anything unless the guy acts first.”
I push him away to look into his eyes, demanding to know the truth, “So you picked a fight with the mob and now they’re back to return the favor?”
He blinks, eyes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly, and losing track of the conversation, stutters “I… Huh… Elsa!” he slaps the mattress, frustrated. “I can always call the police again!”
“Yeah,” I cross my arms and say, resigned. “Now they’ll know you have the guts to do it and they’ll break your legs before you can.”
“It won’t come to that.”
He holds me and kisses me, bringing me to lie in bed by his side. “If I see that guy again, I will ask for a restraining order. I’m sure that will solve it and honestly, I’m not even one hundred percent it was him. These rumors about me retiring have got me paranoid. What if the mafia is behind it?”
“What if he’s not alone?” I ask, my concern only growing.
“He was alone the last time. Don’t worry.” He comes in to kiss me, lustful and passionate.
Sideways, facing each other, Harvey puts a leg in between my legs and reaches for my breasts underneath my shirt, playing so skillfully with a sensitive nipple that it makes me tremble and shiver.
Meanwhile, I reach for his back and down to his firm, tight buttocks, clawing his soft skin and making him moan.
Harvey rolls me on top of him, his hands incentivizing my hips to start moving. In return, I start to grind against him while I kiss him, and he digs his hands under my jeans and grabs my bum.
Soon he lifts my shirt up and over my head and throws it aside. My bare skin gets hit by the cool air, and the heat of his fingers unhooking my bra creates a contrast so deep my body quivers with lust.
I straddle him harder, squeezing my legs around his muscular body and lean down over his face, so my breasts are an easy reach for his lips.
However, I grow impatient, undoing the zipper of my pants, even rolling to the side to get a better grip on my clothing.
Harvey helps me slide off my pants and then my panties. Now completely naked, he lays me down and hovers over me, kissing me on my neck. I reach down and help him take off his shirt as he goes lower.
He teases me by gently bringing a nipple in his mouth and then doing the same to the other, making me quiver underneath him and moan already. He takes his sweet time going down my body until reaching between my legs.
As I feel his tongue inside of me, I can’t help but reach down and grab his hair, pushing his face even closer. When he reaches a finger inside, I let out a small cry and lift my hips, my desire to have him inside me almost unbearable.
I sit up and reach down to help him slide off his sweatpants and then his briefs. I feel how hard he is, making him moan when I touch him. He pushes me back down and moves on top of me, kissing me so deeply that I have to struggle for air.
I love the feel of his body over me and the musky scent of him is intoxicating. He reaches down and brings his tip to rub against my entrance, and I quiver under him, wrapping my legs around him and digging my fingers into his back in a desperate plea for him to go deeper.
He starts to push himself in and I let out a loud moan as he does, enjoying feeling every inch of him inside me. He takes his time at first, slowly going in and out and kissing my neck. As he steadily goes faster, the fire around my lower belly dances, slowly spreading through my entire body.
Moving my hips with his same rhythm, I feel myself getting there and when I do, I moan, shameless and quivering underneath him. When the world breaks apart to be assembled on the other side, the words “I love you” escape my lips, and now it’s too late to take them back.
He moves a few more times, then finishes inside me with quivering breaths and kisses. We lay like that for some time, just being in the moment and catching our breath, him still inside me.
