Standing only in boxer briefs, he was her chiseled hero.
She reached into the waistband and took his thick shaft in her hand. The head was already wet. Harper tugged his underwear down to his thighs. Leaning into him, she brought her lips to the broad head of his cock.
His fingers dug into her arm. “Harper.” He didn’t stop her, but his body tensed.
She opened her lips and slowly took him into her mouth inch by inch.
He made a noise like a groan and Harper knew she affected him the way he did her. Testing, she ran her tongue around the crest, flicking it over the small slit.
Her reward was a salty bead of moisture.
She licked it off of the tip.
“My God, Harper.”
It was all the encouragement she needed. She slanted her mouth over him and down. All the way to the back of her throat. His hips flexed, driving him farther into her mouth, and she gasped for breath.
She wrapped a hand around the root of his cock, and with mouth and fingers, she began an aggressive stroke.
Luke levered his hips up and wrapped a hand in her hair.
Harper slicked down over him again and again.
“Baby.” She heard the need, the fear in his rasp.
With her free hand, Harper palmed his heavy sack. She tugged and rolled in a rhythm that matched her mouth.
His grip on her hair tightened and she knew he had no idea he was hurting her. It made her feel powerful, driving him to the edge like this.
He took a step back, his cock releasing from Harper’s mouth. “I’m too close,” he whispered. Luke pulled her up to standing and twisted her away from him. While one hand worked at the nipple of her breast, his other hand plunged into the waistband of her underwear.
Harper moaned, rocking her hips into his.
He answered her silent plea by slowly penetrating her with one finger. Harper leaned back against his chest and closed her eyes. The slow shallow thrusts and rough fingers tugging at her nipple unraveled her.
“Put your hands on the bed,” he ordered quietly.
Harper bent from the waist and braced herself against the mattress with her hands. Her breasts hung down heavily, nipples brushing the soft quilt.
His hand briefly left her breast to tug her underwear down in the back to expose her. She felt his lips and then teeth grazing her skin high on her cheek. Still stroking her from the front, Luke slid another finger inside her.
His erection was hard against her ass and she could feel a sticky wetness transferring to her skin.
“Luke,” she whispered.
He responded with another thrust of his fingers. Harper cried out as he hit the most sensitive spot.
He withdrew and brought both hands to her breasts. Rolling and tugging the nipples with his fingers, he milked her breasts as they hung.
Harper shifted her hips back and up and sighed when his erection nestled between her thighs. “Please, Luke,” she begged.
He pushed her forward on the bed and rolled her over onto her back. Harper bent her knees and planted her feet on the edge of the mattress to give him full access.
“You drive me crazy.” He knelt on the floor and pulled her hips towards him.
When he pressed his mouth to her underwear, Harper gasped and levered her hips up.
“I love how responsive you are.” Luke pulled the cotton to the side and ran a trail of kisses from her knee up the inside of her thigh.
