I take two steps and I’m right in front of her, the sweet smell of strawberries hitting me as I close my eyes and suppress a moan. My breath hits her skin and I love the goose bumps that appear as my fingers graze the sides of her arms. I trail one finger along her bottom lip, loving the feel of her. With rapt fascination, I watch as her tongue dips out and flicks against my thumb.
“Harper…” I groan, my fingers trailing farther south, past her jaw and down the curve of her neck.
Her breathing is erratic as her eyes dilate.
She’s just as turned on as I am.
My fingers travel even farther, following the curve of her dress, past her chest and down the valley between her breasts. Never have I loved a plunging neckline more than this moment. The way her skin feels is intoxicating and as my eyes lock with hers, I can see the lust and I can’t fight this anymore.
My hands curve around the nape of her neck and a needy moan leaves her lips. Fuck it. Before I think better of it, my lips are on hers and I can’t help the low growl that settles in my chest. It’s a mixture of everything leading up to this point. The heated looks, the sideways glances and the barely-there touches. All of it was leading to the moment her lips touched mine and Jesus, it’s incredible.
Her arms circle my neck, pulling me closer. My hands travel along her lower back, pulling her even closer than before. Yet it’s not enough. The kiss becomes all-consuming as I walk her backward until she hits the front door. Her soft, pliant body is pinned against mine, making me wonder why I took so long to taste her.
“Fuck, Sunshine, I can’t get enough of you,” I murmur against her skin, letting my teeth graze her ear, making her arch back into me.
And just like that, a switch is flipped. My hands grasp her thighs, lifting her as I push my ever-growing erection into her needy pussy. I hold us there, my lips against the curve of her neck, making my way back to those lips I’ve dreamed about for weeks. Her hips rotate, trying to get relief but finding none. She moans into my lips as her tongue meets mine, and she tastes even better than before. If that’s even possible.
She starts grinding her core against me more and more as I groan into her skin, feeling my cock strain against the fabric of my pants.
“Couch,” she groans against my lips as I take her in a punishing kiss and push her further into the door.
It takes me a second to register what she wants, and the minute I do, I turn us, her ass in my hands as I squeeze her closer, making a needy sound leave her lips. The moment we hit the couch, I know she made the right choice because her core is directly over my cock, and it’s fucking glorious. Her lips travel down my neck, making my head hit the back of the couch with a groan. My noises must spur her on because she starts grinding against me at a pace that rivals my need for her. My fingers trail light circles against her exposed thigh as I slowly make my way up to the hem of her dress. The minute my fingers brush the lace of her panties, my mind goes numb, and I don’t even register a phone ringing. It’s not until Harper breaks away to take a breath that I realize it’s my phone that’s going off.
“Fuck,” I growl against her lips. “That’s mine.” I lean my head back, finding her eyes searching mine. I see a slight smirk across her lips and I mirror it.
“Ignore it,” she pants, coming back down as our lips connect once more, my hands wrapping around her waist.
There is no way I’m stopping this.
“Sunshine…” I growl as she takes my face in her hands and crushes her lips to mine.
If I take away anything from this moment it’s that Harper can fucking kiss. Her lips are heaven against mine as my cock grows impossibly hard, reminding me how much I want to be inside her right now.
Our lips separate, both of us breathing hard as her fingers trace the ridges of my chest, over my stomach and down toward my belt. My breath hitches as her fingertips find the soft skin just above my jeans and my eyes close, wondering if I can last long enough to make this good for her. At this point, I feel like a teenager trying not to come in my pants as her hips continue to grind. Just as her nails grasp the leather of my belt, my phone goes off again.
“Shit,” I mutter, hating whoever is on the other end of that call. “I need to get that, it could be urgent.”
She reluctantly nods, the blush on her cheeks making me want to kiss her all over again. She stands as I jog to get my phone out of my coat pocket.
“Hello?” I ask in a ticked-off tone, hearing Harper chuckle behind me. I glance back at her, seeing that she pulled down her dress and I wink, trying to listen to whoever is on the other line.
“Josh,” Bob says on the other end. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end because he never calls me this late. I honestly thought he couldn’t physically stay up this late. “Team meeting first thing tomorrow. I want you here before everyone else, I wanna talk to you. See how you’re doing.”
My eyes roll because he’s micromanaging and I’m a few seconds away from telling him how much I hate it. Of all the nights he could have called, it had to be this one.
Fucker.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll be there.”
Harper’s eyes fall, the disappointment plain as day on her beautiful face. All I want to
