Sawyer didn’t give her the chance, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet just when it seemed like things were getting interesting. She was about to complain, but the kiss he laid on her then made all rational thoughts slip away before they could form properly. His big hands came up to cup her breasts, massaging lightly as he tweaked her nipples. She gasped against his mouth, those wonderful, little sparks running from where he was touching her straight down to the center of her core.
Between his kisses and the attention he was paying to her breasts, Harley barely noticed when one of his hands glided lower, his long fingers gently urging her legs apart.
“Yes, right there,” she breathed as those fingers slid along her wetness, grazing her clit and then the opening of her pussy. She wasn’t sure which one she wanted him to pay more attention to right then. It had been a while since she’d been touched like this, and if he spent more than a few seconds on her clit, she’d explode right where she stood.
Not that there was anything wrong with exploding. She enjoyed it immensely and would be thrilled if Sawyer had her doing it a few times tonight. And as for orgasming while standing up…well…there was a first time for everything.
Fortunately—and unfortunately—he avoided the sensitive, little bundle of nerves, instead sliding two fingers into her wetness, teasing her and then backing off.
Torn between kissing him and wanting to watch, she finally—reluctantly—dragged her mouth away from his to watch Sawyer’s face as he fingered her, loving the expressions he made every time she gasped with pleasure. His eyes glowed brighter than ever, giving her the impression he liked making her feel good. Or at least hearing her make sexy, little whimpers of ecstasy.
Sawyer moved a little to the side, slipping his free arm down and around her. When the two fingers inside her curled up slightly to caress that perfect place, she was glad he was holding on to her. If not, she probably would have collapsed when her knees started to go weak.
The tingles began deep inside her, building quickly, and Harley knew she was going to come. But when Sawyer began grinding the heel of his palm against her clit at the same time, the pressure deep in her core became intense and even breathing was difficult.
“Oh, Sawyer,” she whispered, leaning into him, letting him hold her up completely as she buried her face in his shoulder, losing herself in his scent and giving herself up to him. “Don’t ever stop, I’m begging you.”
“I got you.” His warm voice rumbled in her ear, as arousing as his touch. “Just let go and fall.”
She did, screaming as the orgasm rushed up so fast it took what little breath she had left right out of her lungs. Waves that were more like electrical currents than water washed over her, making every inch of her body tingle and spasm, white light filling her vision. Some distant part of her mind knew she’d never come this hard before, that it was Sawyer’s perfect touch making it possible.
Then she stopped thinking completely and simply melted as Sawyer continued to caress that place inside her, the hand making rhythmic circles against her clit drawing out the tremors until insanity seemed likely. Orgasms this good had to be illegal. Or at least only offered via a prescription. This kind of pleasure available over the counter would become addicting.
Harley was a complete weak-kneed noodle by the time Sawyer was done with her. She would have been doing her best imitation of a puddle on the floor if his arm hadn’t been around her. She was equally grateful when he slipped the other one behind her knees and scooped her up to place her on the bed. Then he leaned over her, kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear in a lazy fashion as she attempted to regain control of her arms and legs.
In all honestly, if she could move at the moment, she’d almost certainly be climbing on top of Sawyer and riding him like an attraction at Disney World. Though maybe it was just as well she was too wiped out right now. She wasn’t sure if she could handle another orgasm right away.
Okay, that was probably a lie. She was always up for more orgasms. They were like pizza. Good anytime of the day or night and impossible to have enough of.
“As much as I’d love to be inside of you right now,” Sawyer whispered in her ear, making her shiver, “I think we might have a problem.”
She opened her eyes and gave him a lazy look, praying he was messing with her. “What’s wrong?”
Sawyer’s breath was warm on her slightly sweat-slicked skin. “I don’t have any condoms with me, so unless you do—or you’re on some kind of long-term birth control—I think we’ll have to skip that particular activity. There are still a lot of other things we can do.”
Harley pushed herself upright on the bed. “Crap. I don’t have any condoms, either. And I’m not on any long-term birth control.” She grinned as a solution occurred to her. “But I can go steal some condoms out of Forrest and Misty’s stash.” She could have pilfered some from Jake and Jes, too, but she wasn’t sure where they kept them and it would take too long to find them. “I’ll be right back.”
Giving him a quick kiss on the lips, she hopped off the bed. Her first few steps were a little unsteady as she practically ran for the door, but she covered it well, throwing a little extra sway in her hips so Sawyer wouldn’t notice how much he’d rattled her.
It only took a minute to grab a handful of condoms from
