tonight.
Something told me that if I abused that precious power I would destroy this man. There was a vulnerability in his eyes that I wanted to know about. And I would find out. I would demand answers.
Tonight wasn’t the time, though.
Our gazes still locked, I took him fully into my mouth, trying not to gag this time when the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. Breathing deeply through my nose, I took more of him, swallowing him inch by inch until I had all of him in my mouth. My tongue flicked over the base. When I had to come up for air, I pulled him from my mouth only to suck him deep again.
I could feel him getting close and knew that he was only moments away from emptying inside my mouth. With one last suck I lifted onto my hands and knees and climbed over Shane. His fingers shook as he helped me fit his big cock into my tight, aching sex.
“I’ll try to hold on,” he promised.
I shook my head. “No. I want you to just let go.” I slid down his length until he was as deep as I could take him. His girth stretched my inner muscles, making the pleasure almost unbearably intense.
Shane gritted his teeth. A dark vein pulsed on his neck, and I lowered my head to suck on it as I set a pace that I knew would send us both to Heaven shortly. Those strong, rough fingers of his gripped my ass, spreading my hips as he helped me. His breathing was labored, the air filled with his noisy pants. They mixed with my loud moans, filling the room with a symphony of our lovemaking.
I felt the first spray of his hot release hit deep within my womb at the same time his hands tightened on my ass and he tossed his head back.
“Harper!” he bellowed my name.
The world narrowed and all I could see, feel, hear were the effects of my own release. I cried his name, my hips moving faster as I tried to hold on to that powerful climax.
“Don’t want it to stop!” I cried, desperate for the connected feeling I felt with him in that instant to stay just as much as I never wanted my orgasm to end.
He must have known what I wanted, must have needed it just as much. Even though he had just emptied himself deep inside of me, he was still rock hard. Groaning my name, he moved me onto my side. He pulled out only long enough to turn me so his front was to my back, and then he was filling me once more.
Strong arms came around my waist, anchoring me to him as he thrust into me from behind. Scalding lips kissed my neck, his evening beard scraping over the sensitive skin of my shoulder and ear. Fingers caressed over my quivering stomach until they found my clit, still sensitive after two incredible orgasms but ready for more.
“YES!” I cried when he rubbed my clit just the way I needed it.
The pounding of his dick deep inside me, the feel of his balls bouncing against my ass, added to his talented fingers on the bud of nerves—my sweet spot— all pushing me closer to a tsunami of an orgasm that would drown me when it hit.
“Come for me, beautiful!” Shane demanded in my ear in that raspy voice that I loved so much. “Come for me!”
My body was his to command. The wave swallowed me whole, left me gasping and struggling for air. My body shook, my inner muscles convulsing. Shane increased his pace, his balls slapping against my ass harder, and I rode out the last draining waves of an orgasm that left me nearly unconscious.
Chapter 17
I hadn’t been able to sleep deep since I was a kid, but that night I slept like the dead. How could I not after Harper and I had set the sheets on fire?
I fell asleep still inside of her, unable to find the strength to move once I had caught my breath. When I opened my eyes to the morning sun shining through her window, it was to find she was no longer beside me. Jerking into a sitting position, I glanced around for her.
“Hi,” her sweet voice drifted to me from Lana’s bed. Blinking, I focused on her. She was sitting crossed legged on the full sized bed, her camera in hand as she continued to take picture after picture of me.
“Hey, beautiful. What are you doing?” I cocked my head, not caring that I was completely naked and that she was still taking pictures of me.
A small smile teased her lips as she snapped another picture of me sitting on the edge of her bed. “I hope you don’t mind. I couldn’t resist. The sun was shining across your delicious body and I had to capture it.”
“No, baby. I don’t care.” And to show her I meant it, I stood and stretched, giving her plenty of angles to capture. Her favorite? My front, especially the morning hard-on that I was sporting just for her.
After a few minutes I was ready for more than just to be the subject of her artistic eye. I wanted her maybe even more than I did the night before. How was it that I wanted her this much, and yet the need kept growing? It would consume me before long.
The camera fell from her hands and landed carefully on the bed next to her as I trapped her against Lana’s mattress. All she was wearing was a camisole and a pair of panties. Neither of which stood much of a chance. I ripped the sides of her thin panties, loving the way she squealed in excitement as my fingers sought and found her damp pussy.
Her breath hitched in my ear letting me know that she was enjoying every second of my exploration. I thrust two fingers deep then pulled them from her and rubbed her arousal over her bottom lip before sucking them into my mouth. Fuck, I loved the taste of her!
Almost shyly, I watched as her little tongue darted out and skimmed over her bottom lip, tasting herself. Her lashes lowered, but not before I saw the reaction in those incredible, violet eyes. She liked it and was aroused by her own unique flavor.
“Tastes good, doesn’t it, baby?”
Heat filled her checks but she nodded. I captured her lower lip with my own, sucking away the last of her honey. “You asked me last night to experiment with you. To guide you into the world of sex play. Do you still want that, beautiful?”
Again, she nodded and my heart doubled its already erratic rate. “I know what you are giving me, Harper. All of that trust I almost killed last night… Thank you.”
“Please don’t make me regret it,” she whispered.
“No, never,” I vowed. “I love you, Harper. That isn’t exactly easy for me. Letting someone this close is terrifying.” I pulled back a little, propping myself up on my elbow so I could look down at her. “Remember the first time I kissed you and ran?”
She flinched but didn’t turn away from me as I had feared she would. “Yes…”
I raised a hand to push back a few strands of caramel hair that had fallen across her cheek. “It was because I was terrified of tainting your sweetness. My past… It isn’t pretty, baby. And not just because of the rock and roll lifestyle I’ve led for so long. There are things that… I was just a kid, but…”
Trembling fingers gently covered my lips. “You could never taint me, Shane. Never. I already knew about the girls. Lana wasn’t exactly unforthcoming about your background.”
I kissed her fingers and carefully pulled them away. “No, I didn’t think she would be.” Harper hadn’t cared about that and it only made me love her more. But it was the other things that I feared would leave her sickened by me. “When I was a kid… I was abused.”
Violet eyes darkened. “Like Emmie?” she whispered.
I closed my eyes and shook my head. “No, baby, not like Emmie.”
I still held onto her fingers, so I knew when she realized what kind of abuse I was alluding too. The warmth seemed to seep from her hand, the tips starting to tremble. Slowly, I opened my eyes to meet her gaze. The tears building in her sweet gaze tore me apart, her quivering chin breaking my heart.
“Wh-who?”
“My stepdad.”
A sob escaped her and I pulled her against my chest. “No,” she whispered. “No. I… I’m sorry!” I waited for
