"Good," I pull him down into a kiss. "I don’t want you to stop."
The last thing I see before his mouth claims mine again is the hunger in his eyes—fierce and possessive and finally unleashed.
CHAPTER 4
HARLON
Years of iron control, and the moment Piper Cross begs me, I snap.
"Please," she whispers again, her body arching beneath mine, and I'm done.
Finished.
Every reason I've been telling myself to stay away burns to ash.
I reach between us, gripping my length, and line up at her entrance. My hand trembles—actually trembles—and I force myself to pause.
"I don't have a condom." My voice is like sandpaper.
Her eyes meet mine, so decadently dark. "I'm on birth control. And I haven’t…” she clears her throat. “…not since Jayce.”
"I haven’t been with anyone either." I should feel guilty hearing my brother’s name right now, but all I feel is savage satisfaction that she's here with me instead. "But if you want to stop?—"
"Harlon." She wraps her legs around my hips. "If you don't fuck me right now, I'm going to lose my mind."
Jesus.
I push in slowly, just the tip, and have to stop. She's so tight, so wet, so goddamn perfect that my vision actually blurs. Every fantasy I've had—and there have beenmany—none of them come close to this.
"Ohhh," she breathes, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I push in another inch, watching her face. Her lips part, eyes fluttering closed, and I want to memorize this moment…brand it into my brain so I never forget the way she looks taking my cock for the first time.
"Piper," I rasp.
Her eyes fly open, locking with mine, and I push in deeper. Slow. Controlled. Even though I desperately want to slam home and claim her completely.
"You feel—" I don't have words for how goddamn amazing she feels wrapped around me.
"Take me," she demands, rolling her hips. "Harlon, I need your cock."
My control fractures. I sink in to the hilt in one smooth thrust, and we both groan.
"Fuck." She's gripping me like a vice and it's taking everything I have not to move. "You okay?"
"So okay." Her breathing is ragged, pupils blown wide. "You're so big, and thick. I feel so full?—"
I capture her mouth in a kiss, swallowing whatever she was going to say next, because if she keeps talking like that I'm going to lose it right here, right now.
I start to move…slowly with deep strokes that make her whimper against my lips. Her body yields to mine, accepting every inch, and the sensation is almost too much. I've been hard for her for so long, that now that I finally have her, my body doesn't know what to do with the reality.
"More," she pants.
"Tell me what you need, sweetheart."
"You." Her nails rake down my back. "All of you. Fuck me like you mean it."
Something primal roars to life in my chest.
