Harper laughed. “It would be, except that Aimee doesn’t do this for the money. Her family is loaded, and she bought The Garden Board with some of her trust fund. Believe me when I say missing one night of revenue isn’t going to leave Aimee eating ramen.”
“Ah.” I wasn’t sure what to say next. Harper was watching me, and I had the feeling she was waiting for whatever move I might make. I wondered if she was hoping I’d leave, now that we’d both scratched that initial itch. I hoped not because from where I stood, we’d barely begun to satisfy each other.
As if reading my mind, Harper closed her water bottle, set it on the counter and leaned forward, resting her arms on the granite, her eyes going soft and molten as they rested on me. The way she stood pushed her tits together, making them bulge from the neckline of her dress, and remembering how she’d tasted when I’d sucked on one nipple made my dick stir to life again.
“Are you finished with your water?” I rounded the kitchen island and approached her, stalking like a tiger. “Because if you’re done with your break, I think it’s about time for round two.”
From the way her eyes flared, I knew she’d been hoping I’d stay longer and was glad I wasn’t leaving now. She stretched out one hand toward me, her eyelids going half-way shut. “My bedroom’s down the other hall.”
“I don’t need a bedroom for what I have planned next.” I framed her hips and lifted her onto the counter, smiling at her squeal of surprise. “This happens to be the perfect height for what I’m going to do to you right now.”
She shivered, and I watched in fascination as her nipples hardened to points beneath the silk of her dress. “You’ll have to remind me. You fucked me so hard against the door that I forgot everything else.”
Smiling, I raised both my hands to the straps of her dress and lowered them down her upper arms until both breasts were there in front of me, laid out. “Damn, you’re beautiful.” I touched the tip of one softly.
“I could be bigger.” She shrugged. “But it never mattered to me, because no one’s ever complained.”
“You’re perfect and beautiful.” I stepped closer, standing between her knees, palming both tits. My dick grew harder against my zipper, just as ready as I was. “Now tell me something, Harper Drummond ... did you put your panties back on after I fucked you up against your front door?”
Her cheeks went a little pink, but she shook her head, answering me with a whisper. “No.”
“Are you bare under this dress?” Leaving one hand on her boob, I brought the other down to teaser her inner thigh.
She nodded. “Yeah.”
“That’s very good, because I don’t want anything between my mouth and your pussy. Spread your legs wider.”
She obeyed immediately, her breath catching when I shoved the dress out of the way so that I could see her pretty pink lips, still glistening from the last go-round. “Now, Harper, I have a job for you this time.” I returned my hands to her boobs, lifting them one at a time to my lips, sucking on each nipple in turn until she whimpered, her hands fisting in the back of my shirt. “Does that feel good, my mouth on your tits?”
She dropped her head backward, exposing the column of her neck. “Yes. So damn good.”
“Yeah, I like it, too.” I pried her fingers from their grip on my shirt and placed them on her breasts. “So while I’m driving you out of your fucking mind with my tongue, I want you to touch yourself here. Pinch your nipples. Play with them. Squeeze your beautiful tits. I want to look up at you, my mouth full of your pussy, and see your hands busy on those boobs.”
Her eyes drifted shut. “Yeah.”
“Good.” I reached for the front of my own pants and undid them again, taking out my dick. “Open your eyes, sugar. I want you to see everything. I’m going to make us both feel amazing right now.” I stroked myself, and her mouth opened a little, her gaze never leaving my cock.
I lay one hand on the inside of her leg, pushing it open a little wider, and knelt between her legs. For a moment, I simply let my mouth linger near her core, my breath brushing over the sensitive skin there. She was so damn beautiful, shaved almost bare, plump and wet. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I covered her pussy with my mouth, licking her seam from bottom to top.
“Jake!” Harper gasped my name, her chest heaving. I looked up at her, taking in the sight of her fingers still twisting her own nipples, fondling her breasts. My dick pulsed, and I pumped my fist around it a few times.
With my eyes still on her, I drew the small hooded clit between my lips and sucked gently, pressing against it with the tip of my tongue over and over again. She writhed, moaning, and I saw that she’d screwed her eyes shut again.
“Harper. Look at me. Look down here at my mouth on your sweet pussy. Look at me eating you out, because you are the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth. Keep your eyes on me, and watch me.” I ran my tongue around her clit again, and then using the hand not around my dick, I slid two fingers into her.
She began to shake, her mouth opened as she panted. “Jake ...Jake ... oh my God, Jake ... I’m so close, so fucking close. Don’t stop—oh, oh, oh! Right there. Oh, my God.” She let out a sound that I could only describe as a keening, as she began trembling and twisting, making every attempt to push her center into my face. I worked my fingers into her, faster and faster, until she tightened around them, her hands dropping to grip the edge of the counter. I didn’t move my mouth from her until she feebly nudged me away.
“Oh, my God.” She leaned back, resting her hands flat on the counter behind her. “I don’t think I’ll ever chop garlic right here without remembering this.”
I rose to my feet and drew her face to me, kissing her lips, letting her taste herself on my tongue. “I bet you don’t. When you do remember, I hope you reach down between your legs and pretend it’s me there, getting you off.”
She smiled, her lips curving lazily. “I don’t usually mess around the kitchen. But I might make an exception for that.”
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I slid her toward me. “Now I do want you to show me your bedroom. I’m hoping for your sake, you have carpet in there, because for what comes next, you’re going to want something soft under your knees.” I lifted her up, my stiff dick rubbing over her still-sensitive pussy as I carried her down the hallway.
“Lucky me, I do have carpeting in there.” She raked her fingers over my short hair. “But as to what happens next, I think it’s my turn to call the shots.”
We turned into her darkened room, and Harper reached over my shoulder to switch on the light. She wiggled until I released her to stand, and once she was on her feet, she gave me a slight shove.
