“Well, I can’t do anything about Lucca and your dad, but maybe I can distract you.”
“Oh, yeah? What do you have in mind?” I smile at her playfulness.
“We can talk.”
“As much as I love talking to you, I think it will take a lot more to get me out of my head tonight.” I throw back the rest of my beer and put the empty bottle on the bedside table.
“Well, it’s a shame you’re on your own and not here. I’m fairly sure we could distract one another.”
“I’m sure we could.” I smile.
I love this bit of confidence I hear from Harleigh tonight. My father hasn’t killed the progress I’ve made so far, so that’s a bonus, I guess.
I stand up quickly, walk out of my room—the rest of the house is now quiet—and I leave through the front door.
“Tell me what you’re doing.” I feel myself breathless from walking quickly. I just hope it isn’t too noticeable to detect until I carry out my plan.
“I’m just about to make a coffee before I call it a night. What are you doing?”
“I’m living life, beautiful.”
I rush into my hotel, pass through the quiet lobby, and instead of taking the lift, I run up the stairs two at a time. For once luck is on my side and I make it up the stairs in one piece.
“Really? What’s your idea of living life?” she asks me.
I practically run down the corridor and knock on Harleigh’s door. I hold the phone to my ear and hear her sigh. She isn’t getting my reply, but she is getting a special surprise.
“Someone is at my door. I’ll call you back.”
She hangs up and I hear her door click. She opens it warily, but the moment her eyes land on me, she smiles warmly, and I see her body relax.
“Giovani, what are you doing here?”
“Living life.” I smile cheekily and put my phone in my pocket.
I push through her door, lift her into my arms, and her legs wrap around my waist. Our mouths crash together, and our hands collide with each other, trying to find a release. I need to feel her wrapped around my heart and soul. She needs to consume every part of me.
Harleigh’s tiny short pyjamas leave me wanting more. I can feel my dick weeping already. I lay her down on the couch and devour her mouth, running my hand under her shorts and finding her wet core. She needs me just as much as I need her. I didn’t plan on barging in here the way I did, but the moment I saw her, something switched inside of me and I needed her more than she could ever realise. In fact, right now, I think I need her more than breathing.
“Gio…” Harleigh cries out, but it only fuels me more.
I pull off my shirt and remove my trousers in the blink of an eye. I climb over Harleigh’s delicious body and settle between her legs. She’s wearing too many clothes for my liking. Together, we manage to make quick work of the offending items until we’re both naked. I lie over her, nudge at her entrance with my engorged dick, and stare into her eyes. I run my thumb down her face, feeling her relax into my touch.
“I needed to see you so badly, beautiful.”
“I’m glad you did,” she rasps out.
Without one more word, I push into her hot, welcoming centre and ride out the magnificent wave of pleasure that shoots through me from one thrust. The sparks are electrifying. I’ve never felt this connection to anyone before.
Our bodies move in sync, and sweat is coating our skin. The feelings we’re making together, the power and strength radiating from us both when we’re together is euphoric.
“I’m not going to last long, babe. Come with me.”
I reach between us and circle her clit, making her buck underneath me, her legs tighten around my hips as we both crash into the abyss.
I lean my forehead in the crook of her neck and try to gain back some normalcy in my breathing. My heart is beating so wildly that I feel like I’m going to pass out.
“I…I…” Harleigh stutters and laughs at her own lack of ability to even speak.
