Chapter 46
Easton
Damn, she’s so soft.
I cup her tit in my hand, squeezing and testing, my mouth attacking hers, swallowing every little
whimper and moan. Fuck, she’s so sexy she makes me go out of my mind with lust. All I want to do is
touch her. Feel her.
Make here.
I shift us both so we’re by the bed, gently shoving her so she has no choice but to fall back on the
mattress. She goes willingly, her eyes fluttering open as she watches me tug off my hoodie and T-shirt,
letting them both drop on the floor. She crawls up the bed backwards, her eyes going wide as she
reaches for the hem of her shirt, uncertainty making her hesitate.
“Take it off,” I demand.
Sitting up, she whips the shirt off, letting it fall onto the bed next to her.
I’m like a man possessed. I go to her, forcing her to fall backwards, my mouth on her tits, tongue licking
at her nipples, sucking them. I gather her in my hands, feasting on her chest and her fingers slip into
my hair, holding me there.
I can’t get enough of her. She tastes so fucking good. Feels even better. Her legs shift restlessly
beneath mine and I run my hand down her side. Over her waist, her hip, slipping my fingers beneath
her shorts to find nothing but liquid heat.
“So fucking wet,” I tell her as I lift up, wanting to watch. She lies there sprawled on top of her bed, my
fingers moving beneath her shorts, her erect nipples damp and pointing straight at the ceiling.
She opens her eyes and smiles at me, her fingers cupping her tits and ying with her nipples.
Jesus.
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My cock strains against the fly of my pants but I keep stroking her, circling my finger around her swollen
clit, wanting to get her off. She moves with me, the both of us finding a rhythm until I can’t take it any
longer.
I lean in, shove her shorts out of the way and attack her pussy with my mouth.
Harper lifts her hips, smashing her cunt against my lips, low moans sounding from her. I lick and search
every little spot, slipping my finger inside of her and slowly pushing it in and out, desperate to get her
off.
“Oh God,” she gasps and I keep it up, increasing my pace. Add another finger. I lift away from her and
enjoy the show, the way she moves, the sounds of my fingers working her wet pussy, the rosy flush
coating her skin.
Continuing to finger fuck her, I bend my head down and flick my tongue against her clit again and
again. Suck on it. Lick it. Suck on it. Lick it.
Until she’s got her hands in my hair again and she’s literally holding me captive against her pussy, her
orgasm mming into her so hard, her body bows up from the bed. I thrust into her with my fingers
again and again, eventually slowing my pace, my mouth gentling on her pussy until she copses
beneath me in a sated heap, her fingers stroking my hair away from my forehead.
“Oh my God!” She tries to roll away from me, a giggle escaping her but I grip her hips, keeping her in
ce.
“Why are youughing?” | drop a kiss on the rounded curve of her belly just above her pussy. “Should I
be insulted?”
“No. No, no, no. That was…” She sighs, ncing down at me. “Amazing.”
Rising up, I press a firm kiss on her lips. “You evere that hard before?”
Harper slowly shakes her head, her hands settling on my ass. “No.”
“Am I the only one who can make youe like that?” I kiss her deeply, thrusting my tongue inside her
mouth. Wanting her to taste what I just tasted only moments
ago.
She nods. “Yes,” she whispers.
“Don’t you ever forget it.” I kiss her again. And again. Like I can’t stop myself. She wraps herself around
me, grinding her wet pussy against my dick, until I’m pulling out of her embrace and leaving her alone
on the bed.
“What are you doing?” She scowls as she rises up on her elbows.
“I should go back outside. At least for a few minutes.” I run my fingers through my messed up hair. “I
don’t want them getting suspicious.”
“What do they think you’re doing?” She sits up, grabs her T-shirt and pulls it back over her head,
covering her gorgeous tits.
“I told them I had to use the bathroom.”
Sheughs. “They probably think you have issues.”
“I do.” I round the side of the bed and cup her chin, tilting her face up to me. “You’re my issue.”
I kiss her and when she pulls away, she’s smiling. Still drunk on that powerful orgasm I gave her. “Wait
for me?”
“You’reing back?” She raises her brows.
“Yeah.” | kiss her again, murmuring against her lips, “And you’ll being over and over and over
again.”
“Promises, promises.” She reaches for my junk, her fingers brushing against me before I can dodge out
of the way. “You deserve toe too.”
“Later. I can’t walk back out there with a raging boner.”
Sheughs, the sound lighting me up inside. Why can’t we always be like this? Easy and fun. She’s
smiling. I’m smiling.
What the fuck am I doing?
“I’ll walk you to the door,” she says as I start to leave her room.
| nce over my shoulder, watching as she straightens her shorts and tugs the T shirt further down.
“You don’t have to.”
“I want to,” she corrects, her eyes glowing with womanly power.
Shit. Give a girl a couple of orgasms and she thinks she’s in control of the situation.
Harper follows after me, pressing her body against mine as if she’s trying to lure me to stay when I grab
the handle. I turn and face her, kissing her firmly.
“I’ll be back,” I say as I turn to face the door once more. “Just give me a few minutes.”
“Okay.” She reaches for me as I slip out the door and I nce down the hall, making sure no one else
is around before I pull her in for another tongue filled kiss. “Come back soon.”
“I will,” I whisper, kissing her onest time before she steps back into her room and closes the door.
“What the fuck?”
I turn to see ke standing there at the end of the hall, his eyes practically bugging out of his head.
Shit.