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AFTER HARLEY RETURNED to his bedroom with a warm washcloth to clean my swollen pussy, we fell asleep wrapped around each other, exhausted from the past forty-eight hours. I felt safe and content wrapped in his arms, and I felt fucking amazing waking to his face buried between my legs a few hours later. I haven’t had this many orgasms in such a short amount of time ever.
It's not until I hear the front door slam mid-orgasm and a loud thump of something being dropped on the kitchen table that I gasp in shock as I realise that Harley and I aren’t the only two people living here.
“Oh my God,” I panic, tugging on Harley’s hair.
“What?” he asks, looking up at me through lust-filled eyes, his chin glistening in my arousal. His finger is still stroking me lazily.
“Tom,” I hiss, trying to shuffle away from him, but he has his strong forearms locked around my waist, and my efforts are futile.
“Relax, Kitten.” Harley swirls his tongue around my sensitive nub, grazing it with his teeth, and my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head. “He stayed at Conrad’s last night.”
“Harley,” I plead, tugging at his hair again. “Stop, please. I can’t do this with your brother in the house.”
He groans but removes his finger, sucking my release off him. I scramble around looking for my clothes. “Wait, why did he stay at Conrad’s last night?” I ask as I tug on a pair of underwear.
“I think you know why,” he says with a smirk, stepping into a pair of black sweatpants.
My cheeks heat, and I let out my own groan, covering my head in my hands. “Kill me now.”
“It’s fine, he’s happy for us.” Harley laughs as he tosses me one of his hoodies, and I pull it over my naked chest, breathing in his scent.
I narrow my eyes at him. “This isn’t funny.”
He grabs me by the waist, pulling me into him and nuzzling into my neck. “It kind of is, though. It’s cute that you’re embarrassed about all of those orgasms I gave you last night.”
I shove him away from me, swatting his chest. “Shut up and put a shirt on, you heathen.”
“I love it when you talk dirty to me, Kitten.” Harley boops my nose with a wink before leaving his bedroom sans shirt.
I groan as I slip on my pyjama pants and follow him into the kitchen. My stomach rumbles, and Tom smirks, tossingme a wrapped breakfast burrito from Patty’s.
“I thought you two might need some sustenance.” He grunts as Harley elbows him in the stomach. Tom’s phone rings, and his face pales as he checks the screen.
“Is that the hospital?” Harley asks, straightening.
“Nope,” he says, silencing it. “It’s no one important, I’ll call them back later.” He palms the back of his neck. “Hey, so Zeke and I were chatting about that fight club he’s involved with. He told me he thought it would be good for you for some extra training.”
Harley’s eyes narrow. “I’m not interested. They run illegal betting rings through them. We don’t need any extra trouble with the law.”
Tom scoffs. “He said he’s been doing it for the last year, and they’re really well run. He’s been making some pretty good coin, too.”
“Why are you pushing this so hard? Are things getting worse at the garage?”
“No. It’s all good. Forget I said anything. I’m going to go have a shower.” He pockets his phone and gives us a two-finger salute before heading down the hall.
“That was weird,” I say to Harley.
He shrugs it off, finishing off the last bite of his burrito. “Tom’s weird. Forget about him.” He washes his hands and stalks toward me, a hungry look in his baby blues. “Now, where were we?”
I clench my thighs as he bands his arms around my waist. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m all orgasmed out.”
“No such thing,” Harley says, taking a bite from my burrito before bending to scoop me into his arms.
This man is going to be the death of me.
HARLEY RELUCTANTLY LEAVES me in his bed Monday morning, to go to the gym for his training session with Zeke. My body aches in all the best ways as I roll over and bury myself in his pillow. When I wake a couple of hours later, I somehow manage to drag my body into the shower so I can make it to work on time.
Thankfully, it’s fairly quiet, and Patty lets me leave early. I’m surprised to find Tom’s ute in the driveway when I get home. The garage isn’t supposed to close for another three hours. I let myself in, closing the door softly behind me.
