She gives me a playful smile. “Speaking of this big house, we have it all to ourselves tonight.”
“So, what you’re really saying is that I can strip you naked, lay you across the island and feast on you until sunup.”
A fine quiver goes through her, and her pupils dilate, and I love that she likes the sound of that plan as much as I do. She moves around me, and backs up, a sexy, come hither look on her face. “I’m sure glad you came home early,” she says as she grips the island and lifts herself up. She widens her legs in invitation. “Why are you so far away?”
Loving this playful mood she’s in, I grip her thighs, spread them more, and insert myself in between. “Close enough?” I ask.
“Nope,” she says, and reaches over my back to tug on my T-shirt. She drags it over my head and I help her, tearing it from my body, needing skin on skin sooner rather than later. Her eyes travel the length of me, and I must say, I do love the appreciation in her eyes when she looks at me. Her soft hands graze my body, and I groan as her warm fingers spread wide, touching me all over, like it’s the first time she’s ever explored my body. Honest to God, sex has never been this good with any woman.
I lean into her, breathe in her sweet, fruity scent. “Fuck, that feels good.”
“Still not close enough,” she murmurs as my hands span her waist, and I find her braless beneath her T-shirt. She arches into my touch and her little moan of pleasure strokes my cock.
“I like coming home to this,” I say. “A guy could get used to it.”
She wets her bottom lip, and I slide my hands under her shirt to cup her gorgeous, full breasts. I massage gently, and bury my mouth in the crook of her neck. I press hot, wet kisses to the spot that makes her insane, and her nails scrape my skin.
I inch back, take in the flush on her cheeks as I peel her shirt from her body. My gaze drops to her hard nipples. “You’re perfect, Harper,” I say. “So goddamn perfect.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, Liam. There is one little problem, though.”
“Little?” I ask teasingly. “That’s one of those words I don’t like to hear when I’m getting naked.” Her soft chuckle curls around me, seeps under my skin and beats against my pounding heart. I fucking love seeing her this happy. Hell, I want to make her this happy every day of the year.
“Our little problem is you’re overdressed.” She waves her finger up and down my body, and if there was a world record for getting naked, I would have just broken it.
“That’s much better,” she says, her teeth raking her lower lip as her gaze drops to my raging hard cock. “Now get over here, you’re too far away.”
I step into her. “Close enough?”
“No,” she says and reaches down to take my cock into her soft palms. She strokes me from base to crown, and I power my hips forward, wanting more, everything. “I think I might want this in my mouth,” she says, so demure like I nearly lose it. I fucking love everything about this woman.
“Me first,” I say as she wiggles her ass on the countertop, which I’ll never be able to look at again without thinking about fucking her on it. I grip her pajama shorts. “Lift for me.”
She braces her hands on the counter, and lifts. I tug on her shorts, drag them down her legs and toss them away. “That’s way better.” I widen her legs again, and her dampness glistens in the overhead light. I run my hands up her thighs, and she goes back on her arms, opening herself to me, and I lick her, taste her sweet arousal with the soft blade of my tongue.
“Liam,” she cries out, and moves her body, writhing against my invading tongue. I slide a finger into her tight core, and small little tremors tug at me. I can’t believe she’s already so close.
She falls back onto the counter, her breathing heavy and labored. I lift her legs, put them around my neck and slide my hands under her sweet ass. I lift her to my mouth, and feast on her as she grips the edges of the counter, and bucks against my face. Jesus, I love giving her this kind of pleasure.
I eat at her, fuck her with my tongue, my cock so goddamn hard, it’s ready to drill through the side of my kitchen island. Her sweet pussy rocks against my mouth and I bury my face in deeper, until she’s coming all over me, soaking my face, and dripping down my chin. I fucking love it.
“Liam,” she calls out and I glance up to take in the way her head is going from side to side, her hair a tangled mess beneath her and come to the fast realization that she’s never looked more beautiful.
When she stops spasming, I break from between her legs, and she goes up on her hands, her eyes dazed, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. I pull her to me, and she wraps her legs around my body as I pull a chair from the table and settle on it.
As she sits on my lap, her breasts before my mouth, I take one nipple between my teeth and gently clamp down. “I’m going to need to fuck these soon,” I say, and she wiggles against me, her hot pussy soaking my thighs.
“Liam,” she says, and I glance up at her, take pleasure in the aroused look on her face. A look I put there, and if she agrees, I’ll continue to put there long after our summer ends. Fuck, I’d like nothing better than to keep her here forever, for her and Gavin and maybe
