“Well let’s fix that, shall we?” He carries me through the apartment, lights still off and before I know it, I’m thrown backward onto his king-size bed, staring up at the man I’ve been dreaming about for over a month. My eyes take in everything about him as I watch his fingers deftly undo every button of his shirt, revealing his spectacular chest and abs as my fingers grip the sheets beneath me.
“It’s not fair,” I whisper, his head tilting to the side in question. I laugh before I get to my knees and crawl my way over to the edge of the bed. His fingers lace themselves into my hair as he brings my lips to his, kissing me with everything he has. After he’s left me breathless, I lean my forehead against his and mutter, “It’s not fair that you look this good all the time.” And it’s true. The man could be in sweats and a T-shirt and I would still drop to my knees and beg for him to touch me, or to let me touch him.
As his laugh rumbles through his chest, I take the opportunity to explore him. The tips of my fingers tracing patterns along his skin until they reach their destination, his belt.
“Harper…” he growls, knowing exactly what I’m after. My eyes lift just as he shrugs his shirt off his shoulders and throws it on the ground behind him. “What are you doing?”
“What you denied me earlier,” I say right before I undo his belt and quickly drop his pants. My fingers whisper across the waistband of his boxer briefs as our eyes lock, mine filled with the promise of what’s to come. I expect him to say something, but he just takes a shuddering breath as I pull the fabric down and I come face-to-face with his cock.
Finally.
I’ve been dreaming about this thing for days and right now all I can think about is getting my lips around it and giving Josh as much pleasure as he’s given me. I don’t waste time before my tongue darts out and licks along his head, causing a guttural moan to leave his chest as my body hums in approval.
“Fuck, Harper,” he whispers as his fingers find their way into my hair and grip. Hard.
I moan at the pain as he pulls me closer, my lips circling his cock as I take him as deep as I can go. I planned to go slow, torture him the way he tortures me every time he’s given me pleasure, but being this close to him, feeling the way he reacts to my touch sends me over the edge and I start to ravage him.
My cheeks hollow out, my tongue plays with the underside of his cock as I take him deeper and deeper before he pulls away, breathing heavy. When I look up, ready to complain about taking away what I want most, I’m stunned stupid by the fire behind his eyes.
“Lie back. Now,” he demands before I do exactly what he wants.
There’s something about that tone of voice that goes straight to my core as he steps out of his underwear and crawls over my body, only stopping when his cock rests against my heat.
“God, you feel even better than I thought.”
I don’t think that was meant for my ears as his eyes take in my body, his head dipping and sucking a nipple into his mouth before he says another word. My back arches and my fingers lace themselves into his hair, pulling him closer because I want the feeling of his lips on me to last as long as it can.
“Josh…” His name a prayer on my lips as I silently beg for him to keep going, my hips lifting to meet his and feeling his rock-hard cock grind against my clit. “Shit,” I whimper as I grind over and over again, chasing the release I can feel on my periphery.
“Take it,” Josh growls against my ear, his teeth sinking into the sensitive skin behind my ear, causing my entire body to shudder. “I want you to take it from me, sweetheart. Come for me so I can fuck you the way you need to be fucked.”
And that does it, one more pass of my clit against his cock and I go off like a bomb, the last three hours of pent-up frustration coming out in one spectacular moment that has me seeing stars.
“Holy. Shit,” I mutter against the crook of my arm that now covers my eyes, my breathing heavy and I wonder how I’m going to survive the rest of the night if it’s anything like that.
“Now for the fun part,” Josh grinds out as he lines up his cock at my entrance, and right before he slips it in, he stops and curses. “Condom.” He stands to get it when I stop him, my hands pulling him back to me. “Harper?”
“I’m on the pill,” I say before I overthink this. In the years I was with Cole, I never went without one, but with Josh, the idea of feeling him bare inside me has to be hotter than anything else.
“Are you sure?” he asks and I nod, smiling sweetly. He nods back, his fingers finding my clit and circling it lightly, causing my eyes to close as he kisses me gently. “Open your eyes, sweetheart. I want to see your eyes when I fuck you.”
I do as he asks and when our eyes lock, he surges into me, causing my mouth to open on a silent scream. My eyes close just as he seats himself inside me completely, stopping as he starts to breathe heavily.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” he chants, his fingers gripping my hips harder and harder the longer he stays still. “How am I supposed to leave this pussy alone when it feels like pure heaven? How am I supposed to play baseball when all I’ll be
