Chapter Three
Jake
The drive from the bar to Harper’s apartment only took about ten minutes, but to me, it felt like an eternity. We sat next to each other in the backseat, both of us tense with anticipation. I wanted to touch her ... I wanted to take her hand again, hold it against my thigh or maybe flatten it between my legs. I wanted to inch up her dress just a little more. It had ridden up and teased me now, as I knew that if I could just move it a whisper more, I’d be able to see what I was dying to caress with my eyes and hands and tongue.
But I knew that if I gave into myself and let my fingers wander, I wouldn’t be able to stop, and I’d end up hauling her onto my lap and fucking her here in the backseat of this car, the driver’s curious eyes be damned. I’d slide her onto my stiff and aching dick, fill my hands with her tits and ravage her until neither of us could remember our names. And although I thought I was a pretty adventurous guy when it came to sex, I also was smart enough to know that the Army frowned on its officers having sex in the public transportation, no matter how luscious and tempting the woman might be.
When we pulled up in front of the building, Harper didn’t waste a minute before opening the door and jumping out. I paused just long enough to thank the driver.
He met my eyes in the rearview mirror. “Dude, I’d say have a good night, but I have a feeling you’re already on top of that.”
I knew I probably should’ve felt embarrassed, but I didn’t. “Thanks. And I appreciate you getting us here so fast.”
He shrugged. “I’m all for young love. Or lust. Whatever you want to call it.”
I managed a smile as I got out, slamming the car door and making my way to where Harper waited on the stoop outside her door. She’d already unlocked it and was just turning the knob as I reached her. My heart was thudding so loudly that I could only focus on one thing: touching her.
I grasped her hips and tugged her back against me, pulling that enticing ass against the throbbing of my dick. She sucked in a breath before grinding back into me.
Bending forward, I caught the soft lobe of her ear between my teeth and growled. “The first thing I’m going to do is take you hard and fast against the other side of this door, the minute you shut it with us inside. And then, after you’ve come on my cock, I’m going to bury my face between your legs and use my tongue to make you come on my mouth. Once you can breathe again, I want you on your knees, with sucking me off while I pound into your mouth.”
She made a small noise that almost sounded like mewling, and it drove me fucking wild. I wanted to hear it again and again when I was buried deep inside her. I wanted to hear my name on her tongue when I brought her to the edge of ecstasy over and over again.
I dug my fingers deeper into her flesh. “Open the fucking door, Harper.”
She wrenched the knob, and we both stumbled over the threshold. I reached first over her head to slam the door and then behind her back to turn the deadbolt. After I heard it click, I shoved Harper backward until she was trapped between the steel door and my harder body.
“Tell me what you want, sugar.” I dragged my lips along the soft column of her neck. “Tell me what you like best.”
“Rough.” She spoke on an exhale. “Hard. Fast. Drive me up until I can’t think and then don’t stop. Take me hard and make me—”
Her last word was lost as I covered her mouth, nudging her lips open and making firm, insistent forays with my tongue. She matched me stroke for stroke, her hands pushing into the tensed muscles on my back. I reach down between her legs and gather the material of her dress, pushing it up and out of my way.
“I can take it off,” she murmured against my lips, beginning to move her arms to crane backward, searching for the zipper. “Just let me—”
“No.” I grabbed her hands and pinned each against the door. “Keep your hands up here. Don’t move them. Understand?”
Those bright green eyes huge, she nodded. I released her wrists and raised her dress again, this time using the other hand to delve between her thighs. Her panties were a mere scrap of silk held together by a few strings, and fuck me sideways, when I skimmed one finger over the crotch, the cloth was soaked. I eased them down below her knees, watching as the bit of material landed around her ankles.
“I’m so fucking tempted to taste you right now.” I looked up her from where I’d knelt at her feet. “So fucking tempted to use the tip of my tongue to rub against your clit while you watch me. But my dick would never forgive me, so ...” I straightened. “That’ll have to wait.”
She leveled a stare right into my eyes. “If you don’t fuck me right now, I’m going to burst into flames right here. I am so wet and ready for you. I want to feel you drive into me ... to do it so hard it almost hurts. I want to see your cock and feel every inch of it inside me.”
I’d thought I was the one in control here. I’d thought I was the one running the show. But with those few words, Harper demonstrated just how wrong I was. I was her willing slave, ready to give her whatever she wanted and everything she needed, just to hear that I’d pleased her.
But I wasn’t quite ready to relinquish everything. With one finger, I traced a line down her neck and over the expanse of pale skin exposed by the V neckline of her dress before I delved under the silky cloth to circle the puckered bud there.
“That’s amazing,” she breathed. “Feels so incredible.”
“Incredible is a start.” I smiled as I lured her into relaxing a little, just teasing and barely touching, and then yanked down the dress, exposing her flesh and pushing the soft roundness of her tit into prominence.
She cried out, and as she did, I lowered my mouth to her deep pink nipple, pulling it deep over my tongue. Harper arched her back, as though she was trying to bring me even closer. Gently, I used my teeth to scrape over the peak at the same time that I slipped my fingers down between her legs again.
“This pussy,” I muttered around her nipple. “This pussy is so fucking hot. So wet for me. So ready.” I plunged two fingers deep into her. “God, so fucking tight.”
“Oh, God. Jake.” Her hands were fisted, but she kept them against the wall still, as I’d directed. “Please. Please fuck me now.”
“I thought I was fucking you.” I pumped my fingers a little harder. “Doesn’t this feel good?”
