He held my legs up, and I helped him by grabbing the bottom of my thighs and yanking my legs up further, almost by my ears.
"Jesus, that's fucking hot." He stared at my wet pussy, unable to tear himself away.
"Less talking, more fucking," I panted.
"Yes, ma'am." He grinned before grabbing the base of his cock, lining it up with my hole, and sliding smoothly into my heat. Despite his size, I was so saturated that there was virtually no resistance.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I moaned at the feel of him inside me.
"Fuck, you feel good." Harrison held himself still as he hung his head to watch where we were joined.
"I need you to move," I moaned. "I need you to–"
My mouth fell open, and I let out a small scream as he started pistoning in and out of me, muscles flexing at his movements. His jaw was tight, and sweat poured off him as he grunted with each thrust.
I let my legs fall against his shoulders, and he leaned further over me, practically bending me in half.
I felt full, and if I wasn't so fucking wet, I had no doubt that it would hurt. Instead, it felt amazing. I had never felt pleasure like the feel of Harrison's considerable length sliding roughly in and out of me.
Since I was in a position that resembled a human pretzel, I couldn't do much but hang on and enjoy the ride.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes! Fuck me!" I chanted over and over as I watched him grunt over me.
"Gonna come," he warned as he closed his eyes in bliss. "Come with me, Gracie."
I sucked my fingers into my mouth, needing to do more but unable to reach my breasts or clit. Not that I needed more stimulation. I was so close to the edge, it would only take one, two, three…
I screamed as pleasure rippled in my pussy, juices squirting out as my legs shook on his shoulders. My body convulsed as I moaned through my orgasm. I turned my head into his pillow and bit hard into the linen cloth.
Above me, Harrison groaned in pleasure, throwing his head back, face contorted in his own intense orgasm. He continued to thrust through the waves before collapsing on top of me, face buried in my neck as his breaths came out in short, sharp puffs.
I placed soft, wet kisses against his damp shoulder and neck while I stroked his back gently. I closed my eyes as I allowed a new, foreign emotion to wash over me. For the first time since I'd arrived back in Ashburton I felt…peace. In fact, I couldn't remember the last time my soul had felt so serene and relaxed—as if a heavy load had been shifted off me, and finally I was free.
My mouth gave a little kick as I questioned my sanity for conjuring up such a wacky thought. Maybe it was the consequence of having the best sex of my life that was making me feel like I could take on the world, whilst simultaneously dancing barefoot through a field of wildflowers.
Harrison gave a purely male-satisfied groan, before he rolled his weight off and slid onto his back beside me. He reached down and threaded his fingers through mine, our chests still racing in exertion.
"Best. Sex. Ever," he breathed.
"Uh-huh." My lips curved in a smug, sex-weary smile.
He turned his head to look at me, eyes dark and tender. "Any regrets?"
I turned to him, spying the uncertainty and worry in his focus. His fingers flexed against mine as he waited to see if I would turn away and reject him after our lust had waned.
Little did he know, our sensuous act had further fueled my desire for him. I wasn't sure if it would ever be sated.
"Only one."
His eyes flickered, and his throat bobbed. "Yeah?"
"I haven't sucked your cock yet."
His breath came out in a relievedwhoosh. He laughed softly and leaned over to kiss my damp shoulder. "Give me five, and we'll remedy that."
CHAPTER 11
Igroanedasbrightsunlight hit my face. I blinked open tired eyes and met the view of a large tree outside Harrison's window. We were in such a rush to have sex last night we had forgotten to close the curtains. It's a good thing his bedroom faced his backyard; otherwise, his neighbors would have gotten quite an eyeful last night. And again, early this morning.
