We both go to speak at the same time, and I gesture for her to go first.
“Collins, I want you to take me to bed.” She sounds so sure of what she wants, but I’m planning to continue to check in with her throughout the night.
“Fuck, Harley. What am I going to do with you?” I scrub a hand down my face as I continue to take her in. Those heels are sure as shit staying on for at least round one.
She takes a few steps closer, biting her lip causing me to step back into the wall, “I told you already, you’re going to take me to bed. I want you to show me what it’s like to be yours.”
“Are you sure?”
“More than sure.”
In an instant, I’ve flipped our positions, lifting her so that her legs wrap around my waist. My cock is once again straining against my slacks and pushing into Harley’s bare pussy–I can feel the warmth of her. My hands are tangled in her hair. My lips on hers, moving down her neck and onto her bare shoulders, as her hands move along my body frantically attempting to touch me anywhere and everywhere.
“Collins,” she moans when I move my lips from her shoulders to her chest, licking the open space between her tits. She pulls her dress to the side to expose one of her caramel nipples so I can take it into my mouth.
“Mmm.” I groan into her chest, beginning to swivel my hips and relieving some of the friction between us.
“Bed, please.” She gasps when my teeth graze her nipple before I remove myself.
“Pit stop first.” I smile deviously at her. I begin to move down the hallway. I deposit her onto the kitchen island before pushing her legs open and dropping to my knees.
“This couldn’t wait until we were in the room?” She questions as she runs her fingers through my curls.
“Nope, don’t worry, it won’t be the last time I make you cum tonight, Baby.”
Harley’s eyes connect with mine as she looks down at me, and she pulls her dress over her head, revealing herself to me. In a move that surprises me, she brings herself to the edge of the counter, letting her thighs rest on my shoulders before dropping back onto her elbows.
“Don’t get mad at me for checking in again,” I bite her inner thigh, causing her to jump. “But you’re sure you want to do this?”
“I’m okay, I promise.” She dips her chin in encouragement.
I don’t need any more permission than that before I dive into her center. The first swipe of my tongue through her wetness has us both moaning in pleasure. I can feel Harley’s body beginning to relax, enjoying the way that I circle her clit, her legs falling further open, her eyes closed, and her mouth dropped open as she watches me devour her. Moving my hand up her leg, I gently push a finger into her, pumping in and out. Her hips begin to move in time with me as her moans become louder and her pussy begins to clamp around my fingers.
“Are you going to cum for me?”
“God, I’m so close. More, Collins,” she gasps out.
I add another finger, rubbing that place inside her, and return my attention back to her clit.
“Collins, fuck, Collins!” Her moans crescendo along with the movement of her hips until she’s clamping down on my fingers, and her thighs are squeezing my head. I don’t stop until she’s finished riding out her orgasm, her body relaxed onto the countertop.
I pull myself off the floor, leaning over her body, where she smiles lazily up at me.
“That was…” I don’t let her finish, bringing my lips down to hers, her tongue flicks out, tasting herself on my lips. The little whimper that leaves her lips has me pushing my hips forward.
“I know.” I pull her up, setting her down and guiding her to my bedroom. Opening the door, I find Precious curled in the middle of the bed. Much to her chagrin, I set her outside before closing the door behind me.
“You have too many clothes on.” Harley points out before stepping forward and fiddling with the button on my pants. She lets my pants hit the ground before rubbing her hand over my cock, causing my head to drop back.
“Let’s fix that then.” I smile, letting her continue her perusal as I work on the buttons on my shirt. Once my shirt is off, she puts her hands into the waistband of my boxers, finding the tip of my cock and rubbing the piercing, eliciting a feral noise in the back of my throat. I gently walk her backward until she meets the edge of my bed.
“Lie back for me, Peppermint.” Harley makes herself comfortable at the head of my bed while I pull my boxers off. I make my way toward her, stroking my cock, her eyes glued to the movement.
“Let me.” I position myself between her legs, and her tiny hand takes over where mine was. The feel of her smooth skin against my shaft has me bucking into her hand, precum dripping from the tip. She swipes her thumb across it before bringing it to her mouth, seductively sucking it in.
“Fuck, Harls.” She continues moving her finger in and out of her mouth before I’m wrenching it away and replacing it with my tongue.
Leaned over her like this, my cock rests at her slick center and I begin rubbing myself against her. My piercing is knocking with her clit as Harley sucks on my tongue.
