His tongue moved slowly against hers and her eyes fluttered closed as she tried to show everything she was feeling through the one part of their bodies where they were joined.A shiver rippled through her as he pulled out her hair band, gently massaging her scalp before diving deeper into her hair, holding a fistful against the side of her head.
Harper felt so far outside her own body as she experienced what it felt to kiss someone you truly loved.She couldn’t ignore the feelings she had inside of her any longer.It was time to accept the fact she loved him.
And that it would break her heart to have to run again.
***
Putting his forehead against hers, Trent took in a deep breath.He felt physically drained and yet fully energized… kind of like taking Valium and speed at the same time.
He tried to separate his feelings, breaking them down.First he was just plain horny.He’d spent the last four hours looking at a hot, nearly naked woman that he knew he’d get to take home and do everything he’d been daydreaming about tonight.Despite her suspicions, he’d by choice never tattooed a girlfriend, naked or otherwise.
Second, he was tired.Cujo was right.This was going to be his best work ever, and it was taking every ounce of mental energy to make this as spectacular on her back as it was in his head.
Third.Well, third was a what-the-fuck-was-that sensation.Something about the combination of it all.Christ, he owed Metallica a letter of thanks.Watching her relax, seeing it affect her… man, when she’d clenched her thighs and lifted that perfectly cute butt.Knowing that the ink on her body was his, a crazy sense of ownership and pride she was wearing his mark.He loved her.It was that simple.He’d considered he could be falling, but it was time to admit she had his heart.
He needed to get her home, now, as in he might explode if it took longer than fifteen minutes.
“Christ, you’re something else, Harper,” he said after a while, one of them needing to make a move.
Holding her untied bikini to her chest with one arm, Harper moved to sit up.Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were ripe with heat.“I need painkillers, alcohol, and to sleep on my front, in no particular order.”
“You are still coming home with me, right?Please.”Did he want her to hear desperation in his voice?
She mischievously ran her fingertips down his very stiff erection.“Can you wait that long?”
Stopping her should be his course of action but it felt good, especially when she squeezed him… mmm… just like that.
Buttons were popping on his pants and he still couldn’t bring himself to push her away.Christ, this was his studio, for heaven’s sake.His employees were outside the door.Shouldn’t one of them be grown-up enough to stop it?
Once her hands were inside his pants, he knew there was no going back until she’d done whatever she wanted to do.
“Harper.”What?Stop?Go?
She stood in front of him and let her bikini top go, pushing him back to the wall until his butt hit it.With what little bit of blood was still left in his brain, he reached over and clicked the lock on the door.
Harper lowered his pants, springing his raging hard-on free.
Wrapping both hands around the length of his shaft, Harper stroked up and down a few times.
Watching her drop to her knees, lining that perfect mouth up with the end of his shaft was an overdose of visual stimulation.Harper looked up at him, those intense green eyes heavy and hooded as she flicked her tongue across the bead of moisture.
His abs clenched involuntarily at the first sweep.
Opening her mouth, she sucked in his head, pulling out and letting her saliva lubricate him further before sliding more of him back into that sweet mouth of hers.Pink lips surrounded him, allowing him to slide farther into her throat.Her tongue stroked the underside of his dick, perfect pressure until she withdrew and teased his crown.
He swallowed hard, hoping he didn’t let go too soon, wanting to enjoy this for as long as she was willing to do this for him.Her cheeks flushed as he watched her mouth stretch wide to swallow his erection.
Losing himself in the moment, he leaned his head back against the wall and groaned.He thrust his hands into her hair hard and did his best not to pull her toward him.He was already sliding down the back of her throat.
Shit.He was going to come.“Harper, you need… I’m gonna…” He tried to push her away from him, but she reached around his thighs, grabbing his ass and pulling him to her.
“Harper.Fuucckkk.”His balls tightened up as he came deep inside her throat.He banged his head against the wall as his eyes rolled back in his head.
He was still trying to gather some form of comprehensive thought when Harper stood up in front of him, using her thumb to wipe the corner of her mouth.
“Jesus, sweetheart.You’re a constant surprise to me.Come here.”Reaching out his arms, he wrapped them around her shoulders, pulling her in tight as his breath continued to come fast and furious.
Metallica was just wrapping up the ballad.Perfect timing.He’d never be able to listen to that song ever again without thinking of Harper on her knees, sucking him off.
