“Ready for more?” Harper asked, his voice slightly hoarse as he pulled back.
“Yes!”
“Promise you’ll tell me if it’s too much?”
“Yeah,” I said with a shaky nod.
“Thank you.” He pressed a kiss to my cheek as he clicked open the bottle of lube and I tried to keep myself relaxed as I waited for the press of his fingers.
He started slowly, circling my waiting hole with one finger teasingly until I was on the verge of begging. I gasped as he gently pressed the tip past the tight ring of muscle. “That’s it,” he said as he began to fill me. “Bear down and try to relax for me. You’re doing so well.”
“Feels… mmm, you can use more.”
“In a minute,” he said with audible amusement. “So greedy for it, aren’t you?”
“Don’t like being kept waiting,” I said, groaning as he started to fuck me with his finger. It wasn’t much of a stretch, but it felt so good to have something inside me again that wasn’t my own fingers. Because while getting myself off with my fingers and toys was fun, it always felt better to me when it was someone else. It took away a little of the control and meant that, for once, I didn’t have to think about everything.
Maybe I was the one who wanted to be taken care of in bed… maybe Harper and I could do that for each other.
“You’ll get what you need, but only when I say so.”
He was enjoying this far too much, but I had no words to complain because I was already losing myself in the feeling flooding through me.
One finger eventually became two, his tongue sometimes joining in to flick around the edge of my hole. My cock was rock hard, dripping precum onto his sheets, and I couldn’t wait to get his dick into me. It was going to feelsodamn good.
By the time he was fucking me with three fingers, I was ready to explode.
“Harper,” I growled out, trying to twist to look at him over my shoulder.
“Yes?”
“Get up here and let me ride you! I’m fucking ready!”
“I thought we’d agreed you get things when I say so?”
“I never said that,” I said, groaning as he rubbed his fingers over my prostate. “Fuck!”
Harper kissed my arse again and slowly pulled his fingers out of me, leaving me empty and wanting. He stretched out next to me on the bed, rolling the condom down over his cock. At some point he’d pulled his hair up into a messy bun, golden strands falling out of it to frame his face. He was so beautiful I found myself staring at him, wondering how I’d gotten so damn lucky to have him in my life.
“Are you coming to ride my cock?” he asked, slicking his dick with lube. “Or are you just going to watch me?”
“Just looking at you,” I said as I climbed into his lap, leaning down to kiss him and tasting myself on his mouth. “You’re so beautiful, sunshine. Did you know that? Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
His face flushed slightly in the warm glow of his bedside lamp, his smile turning almost shy. It was little moments like this when I realised how hard I’d fallen for him. Whatever this was, it went so far beyond casual that casual was a speck on the horizon. Soon I’d have to think about talking to him so we could sort through our feelings and work out where we were going.
But now wasn’t the time for that conversation.
I couldn’t have put the words for it together, even if I’d wanted to.
“You’re perfect,” I continued as I sat up and wrapped my hand around his cock, lining it up with my hole.
“No, that’s you,” Harper said, his hands coming up to rest on my hips.
“Agree to disagree.” I winked and then groaned as I started to sink down onto him.
Fuck, there was nothing like this.
And I hadreallyfucking missed it.
