Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Harvey trails kisses down my neck, murmuring, “I’ll buy you a new pair,” against my skin. Truthfully, I’d sacrifice every nice pair of panties I own to him, the show of possession and need of him ripping them off me such a turn-on.
His fingers press against my center, and I know he can feel just how wet I am for him. I’ve never been this turned on in my life, but there’s not a single part of me that feels embarrassed, not when I can feel how much I’m affecting him, too.
“I can’t wait any longer,” I whine as he slowly teases me with his fingers. “Please, Harvey. I need your cock. I need you to fuck me.”
“God, your mouth is going to be the death of me,” he groans, sounding pretty happy about that fact. “I don’t want to hurt you, baby. Let me stretch you out a little first.”
I shake my head, unwilling to wait a second longer. “You won’t hurt me. I don’t care, Harvey. Let me feel you. Every single inch, please,” I beg, squirming beneath him.
“Fuck, how the hell am I ever supposed to say no to you?” he asks, kissing my shoulder.
I grin. “Easy,” I pant, wrapping my hand around his thick cock and guiding him to where I want him. “You don’t.”
Harvey must agree because he kisses me, bracing his weight on one arm so he doesn’t crush me and fisting my hair in the other hand as he begins to press inside me.
I feel the stretch of him immediately, but I regret nothing. The tiniest bit of pain as my body adjusts to him only makes the bliss feel even better, and I lose the ability to breathe as he fills me.
“All of you,” I manage to pant, nails digging into his back. “I need all of you.”
Harvey groans, face buried in my neck as he kisses and sucks at the sensitive skin, thrusting into me until he fills me completely. I cry out, overwhelmed in the best way, unable to think with the pleasure consuming me.
“You feel so fucking good, baby,” Harvey praises, and I whimper out my agreement as he begins to move, fucking me in long, slow strokes.
We lose ourselves in each other, moving together, in sync and intertwined. I can feel our connection thrumming between us, going beyond the physical connection we share. Higher and higher, my pleasure spirals until I’m chanting Harvey’s name mindlessly and scratching his back.
When he slides one hand between us to circle my clit with his thumb, I can’t fight the wave that overwhelms me.
“Fuck, baby,” Harvey groans as my orgasm triggers his, thrusting deep as he comes.
For a long few minutes, we stay wrapped in each other to catch our breath. When I can open my eyes again, Harvey kisses me softly and scoops me up, taking us both to the shower. He washes me reverently, taking care of me in a way that makes my heart soar.
Harvey really is the full package, and I can’t help but want nights like tonight for the rest of my life with him.
5
HARVEY
The last week has been the best of my life. And that’s no exaggeration. Hailey and I have spent every second we can together between work and other life commitments that, honestly, feel way less important than they did before now that I have her in my life. Hailey is literal sunshine, her sass and creativity brightening my life exponentially, and my friends are probably sick of hearing me talk about her like a lovesick teenager. But fuck it, I am exactly like that, falling hard for this girl and not one single bit upset about it.
Hailey’s turned me into a total sap, and I couldn’t be happier about it.
After work, I stopped by my favorite Chinese food takeout place and grabbed dinner to take over to her place. I pull up to her house, the bright decor familiar to me now, but pause when I see a new car in my usual spot. I park across the street, frowning at the red vehicle I don’t recognize, scrutinizing it as though it’ll come to life and tell me why it’s there.
I grab the takeout bags as I get out of my truck, heading over to Hailey’s just at the same time someone exits the red car and starts up the path to her door, too. I don’t recognize the man, tall and well-built with blond hair and dark eyes. There’s a twisted scowl on his face as he spots me, which tells me this man is probably not going to be a new friend, though. Suspicion settles in my stomach as he joins me at Hailey’s front door.
Before I can ask who he is, he beats me to it.
“Who the hell are you, and why are you at Hailey’s?” he asks, tone absolutely dripping with condescension. He looks me up and down, clocking the takeout bags. “You better be a food delivery driver or some shit.”